Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 440 That is, Zhang Juzheng——

Zhao Yu asked Meng Shuyao what Zhang Yuan liked to eat, what clothes he liked to wear, what books he liked to read, and when he usually practiced...

When the army rushed to the top of the city, Zhao Yu was very satisfied with Meng Shuyao's answer.

How would Meng Shuyao know what Zhang Yuan likes to eat and what he likes to wear?
She only remembered that Zhang Yuan was the first person to slap her in the face.

But I'm afraid it will be difficult to avenge this grudge.

The third battle.

Zhao Yu asked Zhang Yuan to fight with her.

Originally she wanted to bet one thousand taels of gold, but later the bet was changed by Zhang Yuan.

Outsiders didn’t know what the bet was, but they saw Zhao Yu blushing, gritting his teeth, and waving his fist as he agreed.

If we say that the morale and the determination of the soldiers of Panshi Academy were honed in the previous two battles, combined with the setbacks of the previous few days, they were able to form a real army.

This battle at this moment made all of them want to die.

I really want to die.

Under the command of Zhao Yu, the 50,000-strong army demonstrated combat effectiveness that was no less than any army of the Qin Dynasty.

The military formations coordinated, the formation diagrams were formed, and even the martial spirit beasts were condensed.

Everyone felt that this was their peak.

With such an army and such a formation, they dare to compete with anyone in Yongtianzhou.

But they lost.

died.

Fifty thousand soldiers died ten miles outside Xuyang City.

The sea of ​​blood filled the air, the Yellow Springs formation impacted, and the 350,000-strong army of demonic flames turned into a torrent.

Han Chongshan's heavy armored battalion was the first to be smashed to pieces by the group of flying dragons, and the Red Blood Guards of Red Blood Captain Liu Qingsong were all killed before they could even engage in battle.

The White Deer Camp's light cavalry was ripped apart by the devilish vines, and the Feiyu Camp's originally planned infiltration was interrupted. Then, the chaotic army surrounded and attacked. Zhou Shucheng and Meng Shuyao's legions charged, only to be enveloped in a sea of ​​blood...

The 50,000-strong army was almost completely killed or wounded, and Zhao Yu, who was in charge of the army, was taken to the top of the city and sent to Zhang Yuan's military tent.

When the army regrouped, Zhao Yu, with disheveled hair and tear marks, walked out of the city with his hand covering his mouth.

"Fight again, fight again!"

Zhao Yu waved his fists under the city.

The 50,000-strong army roared, Meng Shuyao gritted her teeth and put her arms around Zhao Yu's shoulders.

This fight has continued until now.

Every time the 50,000-strong army was defeated, Zhao Yu would cash in on his bet.

Sometimes Zhao Yu came back with her hands covering her face, sometimes she came back holding her waist, and sometimes she came back wearing women's clothes...

The 50,000-strong army was filled with anger.

Even Meng Shuyao fought in the front, rushing to the top of the city wall with a spear to kill Zhang Yuan.

Unfortunately, until now, even though the 50,000-strong army had died countless times, they could only rush to a hundred feet in front of the city at most.

"Daqin, are there many people like him?"

Looking at Zhang Yuan on the top of the city wall, Kong Lingjun spoke softly.

Marquis Xichang and Sun Qi looked at each other.

"Don't even mention him. Even Princess Yuruo is a rare talent, a rare gem among men."

Sun Qi shook his head and said softly.

Kong Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the army below the city, and suddenly asked another question.

"So, are there many troops like this in the Qin Dynasty?"

This kind of army?

There was a gleam of light in the eyes of Marquis Xichang.

"There aren't many elites with potential like them, but there are plenty in the Qin Dynasty who have been tempered by hundreds of battles and whose combat power far exceeds theirs!"

There are many.

Kong Lingjun nodded blankly.

The combat power of an army does not have to be elite. The combat power of those veterans who have fought in hundreds of battles and formed an army formation is even far greater than that of the elites.

The Qin Dynasty may not have so many elites, but it has many elite soldiers who have fought in hundreds of battles!
How powerful is the Qin Dynasty?

Marquis Xichang and Sun Qi's eyes fell on the army under the city.

The combat power of these 50,000 troops is quite impressive in the Qin Dynasty.

"I heard that he commands the Black Cavalry and is invincible."

Sun Qi spoke softly, his eyes showing depth.

"boom--"

The spring mountain cave sky shook, and the mountains began to turn into nothingness.

In front, the big city, the demon cultivators on the city walls, and the army below the city all slowly dissipated.

"Gentlemen, all settlement funds will be directly transferred to Yuyuan Trading Company."

When Xichang Hou and Sun Qi left Chunshan Cave, they heard Zhang Yuan's voice.

Only Zhang Yuan and Zhao Yu remained in the cave. "Thirty thousand taels of gold, plus these losses, we'll double the amount when we report it to the Grand Council. This is still a good profit. We'll find more treasures later—"

Zhao Yu didn't finish her words when she looked up and saw Zhang Yuan staring at her, and her face turned red for no reason.

"It's time to cash in on this bet."

Zhang Yuan reached out and gently stroked the corner of Zhao Yu's lips with a smile on his face.

Zhao Yu blushed, hummed softly, and slowly squatted down.

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The sun is rising.

Xuyang City.

Demonic flames were already rising into the sky above the city walls.

Three hundred thousand troops gathered inside and outside the city, forming military formations.

From the Bone Elder who is in charge of the entire army to the skeleton soldiers, all are on high alert.

The demonic light and shadow radiated for thousands of miles, reaching the front of Mount Fugaku.

The Bone-Eroding Demon Lord was filled with demonic energy, the demonic shadows outside his body were shaking, and murderous aura was surging.

Everyone is waiting.

Yulong River.

All the students of Haoran Academy were ready to go when the first ray of sunshine shone.

In front of them, the headmaster Meng Haoran had a solemn expression on his face, his hand pressing on the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

Behind Meng Haoran, Xun Lin's sword energy was condensed.

As long as Xuyang City goes to war, all the students of Haoran Academy will launch an all-out counterattack under the leadership of Meng Haoran.

Qifeng Valley.

All the students of Jinglun Academy gathered together and formed formations.

Drinking Horse River.

Li Shouren stood on the bronze city wall, and all the students of Bailu Academy in the city were waiting.

Waiting for the battle of Xuyang City to begin.

On Xuanji Mountain, all the students of Xuanji Academy are ready to go.

Principal Kong Lingjun, instructors from all sides, and everyone were waiting for the battle in Xuyang City to begin.

This time, all members of Xuanji Mountain will go out to fight to the death.

A solemn and grand atmosphere was stirring on Xuanji Mountain.

"Has Zhang Juzheng's army set out?"

Kong Lingjun took a deep breath and turned to look at the white-bearded elder behind him.

The elder shook his head.

"Has Zhang Juzheng's army set out?" On the top of Xuyang City, Elder Mingu looked up at the sun hanging in the sky and turned to speak.

Behind him, the old man in black robe shook his head.

"Zhang Juzheng's army hasn't set out yet?" Xun Lin whispered softly as he looked at the sun hanging high in the sky above his head.

On the northern Great Wall, on the parade ground, all the elite soldiers sat in front of the light curtain waiting. The light and shadows on the light curtain flowed, reflecting the scene of the Fugaku Mountain Iwashiyuan army camp.

The military camp was empty.

From early morning to noon.

From noon to afternoon.

"Did they oversleep?"

It was not until the sun was setting that someone in front of the light curtain finally couldn't help but speak.

On the top of Xuyang City, watching the sun set in the west, the Bone-Eroding Demon Lord standing behind Minggu couldn't help but speak out: "Elder, how about we send someone to ask them what happened today-"

Before he finished speaking, everyone on the city wall turned to look at him.

Elder Mingu's eyes twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Send someone to ask Zhang Juzheng if he is going to attack again?
How can you ask this question?
"boom--"

Just when there was still a ray of sunset light, the sound of blood and energy roaring was heard thousands of miles away.

The fiery energy and blood rose, illuminating the sky and suppressing the light of the setting sun.

"They are coming—"

Elder Mingu gave a low cry.

"Such a strong fighting spirit..." In front of Yulong River, Meng Haoran gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

"Prepare to attack." Kong Lingjun shouted loudly on Xuanji Mountain.

Above the parade grounds of the Great Wall in the North, the light curtain vibrated, and the originally empty scene condensed, with the figures of large armies appearing.

Marquis Xichang pointed at the light curtain and shouted loudly.

"That is Zhang Juzheng——"

(End of this chapter)