Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 349: The Northern Great Wall, Killing the Demon Cavalry

Holding a long sword, he flew up and rushed towards the crack in the void.

The originally dim cracks suddenly exploded, turning into a black hole hundreds of feet wide.

The black-robed man's body exploded with cracks, his flesh and blood shattered, and the arm holding the long sword fell on the top of the city wall, in front of Zhang Yuan's feet.

Zhang Yuan lowered his head, bent down, and gripped the long knife tightly.

He didn't know the warrior's name.

From beginning to end, the warrior only spoke two sentences to him.

The fall of this warrior was neither heroic nor grand.

The void exploded and he died instantly.

It was just such an ordinary warrior who died here in an ordinary way, leaving behind at most a black stone tablet.

does it worth?
Is it worth it to just rush out without saying a word?
"Tengzhou Demon Riders, quickly sound the alarm—"

On the top of the city wall, soldiers shouted, and dozens of soldiers in black armor lined up, holding swords and spears tightly in their hands. The power of qi and blood combined, transforming into a faint green wolf war beast, and rushed into the hole.

From the cave, several ferocious beasts, each about ten feet tall, rushed out. On their backs were demon soldiers wearing armor, holding swords and guns, and covered in black demonic energy.

Those strange beasts were extremely fast. They rushed to the front of the blue wolf war beast in a few jumps. The swords and spears in the hands of the demon soldiers chopped down the blue wolf war beast, breaking it into pieces.

Below, two crossbow arrows shot out from the top of the city wall, piercing the body of a strange beast.

More demon soldiers rushed out from the hole, broke through the formation of soldiers on the city wall, and then began to assemble.

"Yong Tianzhou, the world is so bright."

In mid-air, there was a loud laugh, and an old man with a black beard, wearing a gray magic robe and holding a black long staff, took a step forward and stood in the air.

Grandmaster realm, flying in the air.

In front of Zhang Yuan, the defending soldiers were knocked back wave after wave.

Each of those strange beasts was more than five thousand pounds in strength, and could easily knock away soldiers who had broken up their formation, causing them to spit blood from their mouths.

The two Xiantian realm warriors rushed forward, but were stopped by the soldiers on the back of the strange beast with swords and spears.

These soldiers, who were surrounded by demonic energy, actually had combat capabilities at the innate level.

Zhang Yuan could see that half of the strength of these soldiers came from the power of the war horses, and half came from the blessing of demonic energy. Their own cultivation was only in the middle and late stages of the acquired realm.

The demonic energy and the blessing of the war cavalry, this kind of power increase is too great to be resisted by ordinary warriors.

Holding a long knife, Zhang Yuan moved forward step by step.

A soldier was knocked away and crashed in front of him. Zhang Yuan raised his left hand and held the soldier's body, and a faint true energy protected his heart meridian.

"Retreat quickly! We can't stop these demon soldiers coming from other regions." The soldier spat out blood and reached out to grab Zhang Yuan's robe. "You scholars, step back—"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Yuan had already passed him and faced the demon soldiers and cavalry in front.

He was carrying a bookcase on his back, wearing a Confucian robe, his clothes were stained with blood, and he held a long sword horizontally in his hand.

Zhang Yuan's appearance was extremely unique on the city wall, causing the demon soldiers blocking the way ahead to look at him with curiosity.

"Woo——"

In the distance, a horn sounded.

The sound of orderly footsteps of soldiers was heard.

The sound of a strong man flying through the air could be heard.

The black-robed demon cultivator in mid-air had bloodshot eyes and waved his hand.

The demon soldiers and cavalry below rushed forward.

Zhang Yuan held a knife and looked at the demon soldiers rushing towards him.

These demon soldiers didn't care about him at all, but looked at the battle formation of the Great Qin soldiers rushing towards them from afar. The martial spirit beasts condensed in that battle formation were much more solid than the blue wolves that were hastily condensed before.

The blazing demonic energy surged, tugging at Zhang Yuan's clothes and making noises.

The eyes of the ten-foot-tall war rider were bloodshot and brutal.

Zhang Yuan held the bottom of the bookcase behind him with one hand to keep it stable, and held the knife in the other. He took a step forward and slashed with the long knife.

His speed was not particularly fast, just slightly faster than those strange beasts.

The blade slashed across the base of the monster's front legs and collided with its armor.

If it were an ordinary steel knife, it would not be able to break through this armor that exudes a faint demonic aura.

But there was a faint green light flowing on the knife in Zhang Yuan's hand.

Sword energy.

"Thorn-"

The sword energy on the blade easily tore through armor, cut through the scales of strange beasts, and severed leg bones.

"boom--"

The tall strange beast fell several feet away with the demon soldier on its back. The strange beast struggled in pain, and the demon soldier on its back was caught off guard and broke his neck. He crawled on the ground in hesitation, and the demonic energy dissipated from his body.

After succeeding in one blow, Zhang Yuan took a slight sideways step and stabbed the long knife in his hand into the waist and abdomen of the second strange beast, and then pulled it diagonally.

"Pfft-"

When the strange beast rushed out with inertia, blood from its intestines and stomach spilled all over the ground. It fell to the ground three feet away with a bang. The demon soldier on its back rolled over, holding a long sword and looking pale.

The third strange beast rushed towards Zhang Yuan.

At this time, the demon soldier on the back of the strange beast had already noticed something was wrong and stabbed Zhang Yuan's head and face with a spear in his hand.

Borrowing the power of the warhorse, this spear came with a whistling and roaring sound. The power of the innate realm.

Zhang Yuan held the knife in one hand, and the long knife slowly stood in front of him.

"when--"

The spear hit the knife in Zhang Yuan's hand, and the spear tip was knocked away.

Although the spear was blocked, the charging alien beast was already five feet in front of Zhang Yuan.

When a cavalryman charges into battle, the area five feet in front of him is already a forbidden zone where death is certain.

Those soldiers who were approached by the cavalry would have their bones broken.

The demon soldier whose spear was knocked away grinned and slammed his legs heavily on the waist and abdomen of the strange beast, causing it to roar and rush towards Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan still held the long sword in his hand.

He took a slight step forward, and the calm expression on his face suddenly turned cold and stern!

"Bam—"

The blade of the long sword hit the head of the strange beast covered with bronze armor.

The blade directly broke through the armor and chopped off the head of the strange beast.

The monster's forward speed suddenly stopped, and the soldiers on its back were thrown out directly by this momentary pause.

Zhang Yuan kept pressing forward with the long sword in his hand.

"Thorn-"

The blade went from the beast's neck to its chest, abdomen, and buttocks, and finally, cut through the beast's entire body!

One knife, two halves!
"kill--"

Zhang Yuan, who had chopped the strange beast in half with one sword, let out a low roar, and his body turned into a whirlwind, rushing into the demon cavalry team in front.

Wherever the blade passes, blood flows!

The long sword pierced through the demon army formation, and hundreds of strange beast demon soldiers were chopped off!

In mid-air, the black-robed demon cultivator holding a long staff was stunned until Zhang Yuan pointed his long sword at him, and then he came to his senses.

"Evildoer, evildoer—"

The demon cultivator roared wildly, but instead of attacking Zhang Yuan, he turned around and fled.

However, although he ran fast, he was not as fast as the long green arrow behind him.

The arrow instantly pierced through the demon cultivator's body.

The demon cultivator screamed miserably and his body rolled into the empty space.

Zhang Yuan recognized this arrow.

Shoot the willow tree through the air at a hundred paces.

Zhan Taiyang, the Dragon Elephant Grandmaster.

When Zhan Taiyang and a team of soldiers arrived, Zhang Yuan was nowhere to be seen. Instead, they saw a pile of slain demons and beasts, a long sword, and a black tombstone.

"Zhang Yuan, Zhao Yu's Tomb..."

Zhan Taiyang whispered, his eyes shining.

"It's him."

"Commander, the owner of this knife is Guo Danian." The soldier beside him held the long knife full of gaps and spoke in a low voice.

"Well, credit his military achievements to him and send compensation to his home."

"Master Zhang, a man of great righteousness, wouldn't care about this little bit of military merit."

……

Qingtianzhou.

Yunhe County.

Changning Prefecture.

Changning Academy.

"Today's exam will last three hours. Those who can pass fifty of the one hundred questions will be admitted to our Changning Academy."

"Changning Academy is one of the seventeen academies under Changning Academy. Only by studying at my Changning Academy can you have the opportunity to enter Changning Academy."

"The elites of Changning Academy can obtain the qualification to practice at Yunhe Academy."

"As for Yunhe Academy, I don't need to say anything, right?"

"Every three years, the four major academies will hold assessments at the academies in each county to select the elite."

Holding a ruler, a short-bearded scholar in a green robe smiled and said, "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Everyone, the incense has been lit, why don't you start writing quickly?"

All of a sudden, dozens of Confucian scholars of different ages, dressed in Confucian robes, hurriedly picked up their brushes.

Zhang Yuan held an ink pen in his hand, his eyes slowly falling on the paper in front of him.

A faint golden light appeared in his mind.

chaos.

Cheating.

(End of this chapter)