Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 479: Who is greedy and reckless and attacks the Frost Altar?
Zhang Qingyang!
In the lobby, everyone looked at Zhang Yuan in front of them at a loss.

This legendary genius actually came to Yuncheng County and accepted a trial mission that was almost impossible to complete?
If others say they are unworthy, they will have already turned against them.

But the one who said they were unworthy was Zhang Qingyang!
No. 1 on the Dragon and Tiger List, Zhang Qingyang was made a marquis in one battle!

"Marquis Qingyang, it turns out to be Marquis Qingyang..." Xia Baolong whispered softly, with a look of reverence on his face.

He was born in Ning County in the northwest of the Qin Dynasty and served in Yunhe Prefecture under the jurisdiction of Ning County. Of course, he knew the style of Black Tiger, the commander of the three towns.

Almost all the major events in the Northwest in recent years were related to Zhang Yuan.

It’s just that Neining County and Zhengyang County are not adjacent to each other, so he has never met Zhang Yuan.

"Marquis Qingyang." Guo Yun stared at Zhang Yuan, with a hint of spirit in his eyes.

If the Zhang Yuan in front of him was just an ordinary war marquis or the prince of a duke, who came to the trial to inherit the title, Guo Yun would not look down on him at all.

But Marquis Qingyang is completely different.

That was a real battle to be made a marquis, a real promotion to a higher rank based on military merit.

This is the proper way in the military, and it is what every soldier truly admires.

Before everyone in the lobby could react, Zhang Yuan had already strode out.

As he said, he summoned the military generals of Yuncheng County just to remind them not to delay and lose their military merits.

These military generals who entered Chenzhou were indeed not qualified to help him defeat the enemy.

Watching Zhang Yuan step out of the lobby, Hu Renjie clenched his fists, his face flushed: "He is Zhang, Zhang, Zhang——"

"Zhang Qingyang, Marquis Qingyang of the Great Qin. His Majesty sent him to study, and now he has returned for the trial. However, I didn't expect that his trial task would be so difficult." Xia Baolong nodded with emotion on his face.

"This mission is already on par with the level of defending a nation and conquering the heavens. Can it really be accomplished?"

In the lobby, everyone looked at each other in silence.

Destroying the base of the Frost Altar, and going there alone, how could a newly promoted war lord accomplish this task?

If Marquis Qingyang fails to complete this trial mission, his promotion to the rank of Marquis will be put on hold, but his own life may be in danger.

Moreover, Marquis Qingyang just said that he wanted everyone to gain military merits, but if he failed, then the soldiers of Yuncheng County would not even have a chance to retreat, right?

"If it were anyone else, I don't believe they could complete this task, but I believe him." Hu Renjie finally caught his breath, his face full of excitement.

"He is Zhang Juzheng!"

Zhang Juzheng!
In the lobby, everyone was stunned, and then their faces were filled with horror.

"You said he was, Zhang, Zhang, Zhang Juzheng—"

"Zhang Juzheng of Bailu Mountain in Qingtian Continent?"

"Zhang Juzheng, who ascended the coffin and broke through the sky?"

Be it Guo Yun, Zheng Gu, or even Xia Baolong in front, they all cried out in surprise.

Taking a deep breath, Hu Renjie nodded.

"I witnessed the Great Wall's training and the grand battle formation with my own eyes," Hu Renjie said solemnly, "so Zhang Juzheng is actually Zhang Qingyang!"

It’s not that no one associates Zhang Juzheng with Zhang Qingyang.

It’s just that Zhang Juzheng’s strength is too strong, so people have to treat him and Zhang Qingyang as two different people.

He is a man who can even defeat a grandmaster with one strike!
"He is Zhang Juzheng, so what are we waiting for?" Zheng Gu, the captain of the Yunlin Army, who was standing in front, turned around with a fanatical look on his face.

"Haha, is this really a blessing from heaven?" Guo Yun laughed and looked at Xia Baolong.

The eyes of the others were also filled with fiery excitement.

That’s Zhang Juzheng. If you don’t trust Marquis Qingyang, you can’t trust Zhang Juzheng either?
"Ahem, wait for me to report to the main camp, then train the army and send a message to the Great Wall in the north--" Xia Baolong said in a low voice.

"Lord Sima, the daylily has gotten cold, right?" the black-armored general at the side asked anxiously.

"Old Zhu, why are you so anxious? Lord Sima is here to pass on the message slowly. We will take the initiative." Hu Renjie winked. "Lord Sima, don't you agree?"

Xia Baolong put his hand on his forehead and turned his head: "I didn't hear what you said."

Everyone laughed and rushed out of the hall.

A quarter of an hour later, 30,000 troops from Yuncheng County marched out of camp and rushed towards the Frost Altar. ...

Yungu City, a major transportation hub in the ancient Yuncheng County.

One stick of incense after the 30,000 troops of Yuncheng County were dispatched, the official of the Imperial Observatory in Yungu City had already reported the monitoring information.

Lu Haicheng, the mighty general in charge of Yungu City, frowned as he looked at the scroll in his hand.

"What is Xia Baolong going to do?"

He looked outside the city with a serious expression.

He was a fourth-rank military general. He had an army of 50,000 in Yungu City, as well as military supplies needed by the surrounding cities.

His responsibilities are much heavier than Xia Baolong's.

"If something happens to Xia Baolong's troops, the entire defense line will collapse, and the surrounding 300,000 troops will be implicated. The most important thing is that our Yungu City will face the attack of Chen Zhouman directly and will most likely be surrounded."

Standing next to Lu Haicheng was Zhang Yu, the military commander.

Zhang Yu was also a civil servant. He later joined the Ministry of War and was transferred to the Great Wall in the northern border.

His military strategy was extraordinary, so he cooperated with Lu Haicheng in Yungu City to manage the dispatch of materials from all parties.

"A single move can affect the entire body. In the current situation, we can only follow the Yuncheng County army."

Lu Haicheng looked at the map in front of him, his eyes solemn.

"Push the front line forward. After three hundred miles, we will capture Yuheng City and cut off the Chenzhou barbarians who are blocking our way."

……

The Great Wall in the North.

Zhao Yu, who had finally caught some sleep, was awakened by a messenger soldier outside the tent. Reluctantly, he put on his clothes and went to the camp.

It was only when he got outside the tent that he felt something was wrong.

"Yuruo, there's unusual activity on the front lines of Chenzhou. Several of the defending marquises and the Duke have arrived. You should be quiet later."

Prince Ying Liang, the crown prince of King Zhao, who was wearing black armor and had a weathered and resolute face, stepped forward quickly and whispered instructions.

Unusual movement on the front line?

Zhao Yu nodded and waved his hand, saying, "They didn't listen to me anyway. If they had listened to me, they would have saved up a lot earlier—"

"Forget it, forget it. I'll be back to the Imperial City in a few days. I don't care."

Hearing her words, Ying Liang smiled.

"You should have gone back long ago. The North is bitterly cold, and there's no place for you to stay for long."

The two men walked into the big tent. The atmosphere in the tent was solemn. The generals who commanded the army and the warriors who had been stationed at the Great Wall in the north for hundreds of years all sat on both sides without moving.

In front, Prince Teng Ying Zhu, Prince Yu Ying Li, Prince Changping Ying Jiuchen, Duke Chen Qin Chengye, Duke Zheng Yao Sen, almost every top figure stationed at the northern Great Wall were there.

Zhao Yu had only seen this kind of scene at the military affairs discussion meeting when the army entered Chenzhou.

"Yuruo, you're here just in time."

Seeing Zhao Yu, Prince Teng Ying Zhu waved his hand and pointed to the illusory map of three meters in radius where light and shadow intertwined.

"Half a day ago, 300,000 troops from the surrounding areas of Yuncheng County launched an all-out attack, pushing the front line forward 300 miles."

"The current situation is complicated. The 700,000 troops from Fenglin and Baiyue counties are unable to form a pincer attack and defend against them."

"Yuruo, what do you think we should do now?"

Zhao Yu's gaze fell on the light and shadow map, and his expression instantly darkened.

"Who is it that is so greedy and reckless as to attack the Frost Altar?"

"If this isn't severely punished, I'll leave the Northern Great Wall tomorrow to prevent Chenzhou from being utterly defeated. By then, I won't get any credit, and I won't be able to escape the blame."

In the big tent, Zhao Yu's voice fell, but no one responded.

(End of this chapter)