Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 480 Frost Altar, I, Zhang Yuan, am here!
Well, this was not the first time Zhao Yu got angry at the military meeting at the Northern Great Wall.

Zhao Yu had argued for military supply and logistics arrangements, the interception and seizure of the Yuyuan Trading Company's caravan by the Imperial City Military Department, and the main attack direction of the Chenzhou army in the past.

As long as it is not a matter of principle, these military seniors will listen to her.

For example, when Zhao Yu wanted to quit the Yuyuan Trading Company, the Northern Great Wall directly sent a war marquis back to take over the position of chief officer of the Imperial City Military Department.

As for military supply arrangements, many commanders on the front lines have indeed arranged military generals who are familiar with logistics.

For these generals and warriors of the Northern Great Wall, Zhao Yu's decision to lead the golden dragon of luck to break through Chenzhou Avenue was worth everyone's support.

Over the past year, not to mention how much military merit we have gained from attacking the Great Wall in the north of Chenzhou, and how much food and supplies we have brought back.

Just because of the promotion of the Great Dao, all the grand masters and masters who came out of the Northern Great Wall would remember Zhao Yu's favor.

In the Qin Dynasty, military power was respected, and the Great Wall in the north, the backbone of Yongtianzhou, needed to possess sufficiently powerful military force to be qualified to suppress the world.

"Girl, now is not the time to be angry." Ying Jiuchen, the Prince of Changping, who was sitting at the head of the table next to Prince Teng, waved his hand. "Give me some more advice and see how our army should make the decision."

Ying Jiuchen turned to look at the others in the tent, his expression solemn. "In the current situation, we really need to make a decision: should we charge at the Frost Altar or switch from offense to defense?"

As Ying Jiuchen spoke, everyone in the big tent began to discuss quietly.

Zhao Yu's eyes fell on the map and he looked at it carefully.

"One hundred and eighty thousand miles, the Frost Altar is too far away, it's impossible to rush over."

"The main road of Chenzhou is damaged, and the army's fighting power cannot be as devastating as on Qingtianzhou. How can we charge across 180,000 miles..."

The accumulation of Yongtianzhou Avenue is extremely powerful, and the suppression of the Heavenly Dao is so great that even a strike from a Grandmaster can only cause vibrations within a hundred miles.

Continents like Qingtian Continent are different. Not only does the Great Dao not suppress or restrain them, it can also be attracted and used. One strike from a strong man can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to crack.

Chen Zhou is different.

Chenzhou Avenue was destroyed by the golden dragon of luck, the avenue declined, and the power of blessing weakened.

Whether it is Chen Zhouman or those practitioners from other continents, their combat power has been greatly reduced.

On the contrary, the combat power of the Qin army was condensed from its blood, qi and evil spirit. Not only did it not retreat in Chenzhou, but it became even more powerful.

The Qin army was invincible.

This is the conclusion drawn by Chen Zhouman with blood.

This is also the reason why there are only 30,000 to 50,000 troops gathered on the front line, but there is no siege by the Chenzhou barbarians.

"Girl, is it really impossible to succeed?"

Ying Jiuchen looked at Zhao Yu.

"become?"

Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "I only know one person in this world who can travel 180,000 miles."

"Unfortunately, he is not in Chenzhou."

Hearing her words, Prince Teng Ying Zhu smiled.

"Are you talking about Zhang Juzheng?"

Zhao Yu nodded and said, "From what I've seen, no one else can do it except him, right?"

Inside the military tent, everyone nodded slightly.

Prince Teng laughed heartily and handed a scroll to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu reached out to take it, and when he saw the message on it, his eyes widened.

"Battle Trial!"

"Zhang Yuan returned to the Imperial City?"

"Haha, girl, Zhang Juzheng is the Marquis of Qingyang. Now he has entered Chenzhou for trial and wants to break the formation foundation of the Frost Altar. What do you think about this?" King Teng Ying Zhu's face was full of smiles.

Dingyang Hou Feng Renhe and others who knew the relationship between Zhao Yu and Zhang Yuan also had smiles on their faces, waiting to see how Zhao Yu would respond.

Zhao Yu had always insisted that the army should not go to the Frost Altar, but now it was Zhang Yuan who went to the Frost Altar.

This is interesting.

"Laugh, what are you laughing at?" Zhao Yu closed the book, his face as gloomy as water.

"You, and Zhang Yuan, are all so stupid. You were sold out by the emperor and are still helping him count money."

"Don't you think about it?" Zhao Yu pointed at the crowd and snapped his fingers in frustration. "This battle can be considered a battle to conquer the sky. If fought well, it can even be considered a battle to suppress the sky."

"How many years has it been since the Great Qin had a Heavenly Guardian Marquis?"

"If the Northern Great Wall were to fight properly, the Frost Altar alone would have at least eight Dukes, seventeen or eighteen War Marquises, and even the lowest rank of Marquis of Defense of the Nation."

"Now, the emperor only has one trial mission, and it's Zhang Yuan's turn to break the formation base."

"Once the Frost Altar's formation base is broken, Chenzhou's situation will change drastically. By then, our military merits will be reduced by at least three levels. You guys, what can I say, ah..."

Zhao Yu shook his head repeatedly.

Everyone in the big tent was stunned after hearing what they heard. After thinking about it for a while, it seemed that they had indeed suffered a huge loss.

Even Prince Teng and others at the top looked unhappy.

"Why are you still standing there?" Zhao Yu looked up and waved his arms.

"Hurry up and grab the military merit!"

"That's Zhang Juzheng. You don't think he can't complete the trial mission, do you?"

In the big tent, everyone slowly turned their heads and looked up.

……

In the picture of spring mountains.

Zhao Yu rushed over and saw Zhang Yuan standing in the courtyard.

"What's going on? How did you accept this mission?"

"This is the level of the trial for the Marquis of Zhengtian. If you pass the trial, will you be promoted directly to the second-class Marquis?"

Zhao Yu looked at Zhang Yuan and spoke repeatedly. Zhang Yuan saw her indignant look and smiled and patted her head.

"Have you been tricked by the emperor again?"

Whenever Zhao Yu gets angry, he will lose money.

"That's right, at least two dukes and three to five war marquises. If you had told me about this earlier, I would have made arrangements in advance..." Zhao Yu paused before he finished speaking. He looked up at Zhang Yuan, who was smiling, and his face turned red.

"Think about it, if we have ten or eight children in the future, our family will be big and our expenses will be high, so we have to save some money, right?"

This made Zhang Yuan burst into laughter.

"I didn't study hard in Qingtianzhou. Instead, I joined hands with the Master to cause a major change in Qingtianzhou. His Majesty was in a passive position and had to give it a try. He is unhappy about this, so it's normal for him to trick me this time."

"As for breaking the Frost Altar, you don't think that no one in the Great Qin can do it, right?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed and he patted Zhao Yu's shoulder lightly.

"Those newly promoted Grandmasters in the Heavenly Guardian Division and the Worship Hall, as well as the powerful ones who have returned from the outer realms after ascending to heaven and earth, who among them doesn't want to make great achievements?"

"If I, Zhang Yuan, want to catch the eyes of these people, I must do something to shock them."

Daqin now has dozens of grandmasters, all lining up to make achievements.

There are also powerful people who have traveled outside Yongtianzhou before and whose cultivation has exceeded the Grandmaster level. Now they can also return, and they also want to make meritorious deeds.

If the emperor really gave an order, there would be plenty of people to dismantle the Frost Altar.

Zhang Yuan's words made Zhao Yu nod.

"Don't make excuses for the emperor. He's just being stingy. He's using your trials to pay off his debts, saving himself a lot of military merit."

"That's you," Zhao Yu reached out and gently tugged at Zhang Yuan's clothes. "When I return to the Imperial City, I'll find a way to make up for the loss."

Zhang Yuan smiled and nodded, and the two figures disappeared in the Spring Mountain Painting.

The emperor, who was far away in the Western Garden of the Imperial City, sneezed, muttered softly, and his eyes fell back on the paper scroll in front of him.

"Zhang Qingyang, let me see how far you can go."

……

"boom--"

The frozen mountains of Chenzhou exploded with a loud roar. A blood-red light and shadow outside Zhang Yuan rushed into the sky, causing a strong wind to roar like thunder.

"Zhang Qingyang of the Great Qin is here, you barbarians, come and die quickly—"

As the sound rang out, the icebergs in the surrounding area shook, and the long avalanche surged like a tsunami.

"Roar--"

Crazy roars rang out, and thousands of tall barbarians rushed towards Zhang Yuan.

These barbarians were over ten feet tall, with surging blood and energy. They were wearing ice armor and holding heavy clubs and long axes in their hands. They came towards Zhang Yuan.

The Qi and blood in Zhang Yuan's body turned into illusory armor, dragon scales floated on his body, he crushed the ten-foot glacier with one step, and punched out.

"hold head high--"

The dragon shadow flew, and the fist turned into a red dragon hundreds of feet long, knocking away the barbarians blocking the way in front and tearing their bodies into pieces.

The returning Qi and blood were violent and fierce, making the blood outside Zhang Yuan's body look like boiling water.

"kill--"

With a loud shout, Zhang Yuan ran forward, throwing a punch with every step, and in three steps he killed his way through the field.

By the time the soldiers from Yuncheng County arrived in the rear, the field had already turned a red color frozen by frost.

"This guy has such a strong murderous nature..."

Guo Yun, wearing black armor and holding a long sword, looked at the corpses of barbarians on the ground and muttered to himself.

In half a day, they traveled eight thousand miles and slaughtered more than ten thousand Chenzhou barbarians.

Zhang Qingyang of the Great Qin State, invincible, went straight into the heart of Chenzhou and rushed towards the Frost Altar.

At sunset, Zhang Yuan's footsteps finally stopped in front of a hundred-foot-high city wall.

"Woo——"

On the top of the city, tens of thousands of barbarians were holding swords and guns, and the armor on their bodies reflected the blood-red color of the setting sun.

A row of city defense crossbows and catapults were deployed.

The leading barbarian had a grandmaster-level aura and fierce energy surging from his body.

Thousands of troops were assembled and the city was heavily defended.

"Chenzhou Yongping Pass, this is the pass city of my Great Qin."

Zhang Yuan raised his head, and the red blood in his eyes solidified into substance.

"My Great Qin's fortress, what virtue do you barbarians have to occupy it—"

"boom--"

With a punch, thirteen hundred-foot-tall dragon elephants moved along with the fist shadow and crashed into the hundred-foot-tall city wall.

The frost-frozen city walls crumbled, and a ten-mile stretch of the wall collapsed.

The Baizhang Pass city was knocked open by the dragon and elephant, and the barbarians on top were buried with the rocks.

Zhang Yuan, with his blood boiling, went straight into the city gate, crushing the glaciers along the way.

The qi and blood rushed into the sky, and the blood-burning sky could be seen thousands of miles away.

When night fell completely, Zhang Yuan had already fought his way through a hundred thousand miles of ice fields and arrived at the first level of the formation outside the Frost Altar.

Only Zhang Juzheng of Qingtianzhou can travel ten thousand miles a day.

Zhang Yuan came so fast that even those communication techniques could not match him.

"Frost Altar, I, Zhang Yuan, am here!"

(End of this chapter)