Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 212 Xinzheng, South Korea, Reunion with Zi Nu

The long spear tore open the false prosperity, telling people what a chaotic world really is. The bugle sounded a mournful song, and blood filled the ditches. Who was crying, and who was rejoicing? The final melody of the Warring States period began.

South Korea, Xinzheng City.

In Zilan Pavilion, Zi Nu looked at the woman in the red dress who had suddenly appeared by the window with a somewhat surprised expression.

"I thought you had already betrayed Tianze."

Her crimson dress radiated fiery passion as she stood on the fourth floor of the Purple Orchid Pavilion, gazing out towards the city, where she could already smell the scent of blood.

"betray?"

“I do not belong to anyone. I am who I am, a citizen of Baiyue. Tianze is the crown prince of Baiyue, so I call him master.”

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu raised an eyebrow.

She hadn't seen the girl in front of her for a long time, and she never expected that the girl would return at this time.

"Tianze has already left."

After thinking for a moment, Zi Nu spoke again.

The visitor was somewhat surprised by the answer, then seemed to remember something and covered her mouth with a smile.

"Is it because the Ninth Prince was taken away by the Qin state?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu's eyes showed a hint of sadness.

In just a few short years, South Korea has experienced a lot, Liusha has experienced a lot, and even Zilanxuan has experienced a lot.

However, the situation in Korea completely collapsed after Han Fei was taken away by the Qin state. Even though Princess Honglian displayed extremely exaggerated wisdom, she could not stop the spread of this trend.

South Korea is like an old man on his deathbed, beyond medical help.

Upon seeing Zi Nu's appearance, the newcomer jumped down from the window, moved gracefully, and sat down opposite the girl.

"Want to have a drink with me?"

Zi Nu gently lifted her hand and picked up the exquisite wine pot on the table. This jade pot was, in fact, that drunkard's favorite!

As the nectar was poured into the bowl, the air suddenly filled with the aroma of wine. Zi Nu pushed one of the cups in front of the girl, and then picked up the other cup for herself.

"The collapse of the situation in South Korea was sudden and unexpected. Neishi Teng's betrayal was beyond everyone's expectations, even Han Fei's. If Neishi Teng were a fickle and treacherous person, he wouldn't have been sent to Nanyang. But in the end, the person least likely to betray became the traitor."

“Miss Yan Lingji, there’s really no need for you to come here anymore. The Qin army is already at the gates of the city. Xinzheng has become an isolated city. Even if we hold on, we won’t be able to hold on for more than a few days.”

The newcomer was none other than Yan Lingji, the witch from Baiyue.

Upon hearing Zi Nu's words, Yan Ling Ji reached out and picked up the exquisite little bowl on the table, her eyes darting around uncertainly.

She gently shook the small bowl in her hand while sizing up the girl in front of her.

Compared to the last time we met, the light in this girl's eyes had dimmed considerably.

"I have some good news to share, Miss Zi Nu. Would you like to hear it?"

As the wine went down her throat, a blush crept onto Zi Nu's pretty face. Hearing Yan Ling Ji's words, she couldn't help but look over.

"good news?"

The failure of Han Fei and Wei Zhuang's strategy of forming alliances and counter-alliances actually sealed the fate of the state of Han.

The city of Xinzheng is currently holding out only by defending its fortified city walls, but how long can an isolated city, lacking supplies, ultimately hold out?

So when Zi Nu heard the words "good news," she was quite surprised. After all, in her opinion, there was no good news to speak of in South Korea at this time. Thinking of this, the girl curled up a self-deprecating smile.

"At this point, even if he came back, it would be too late to turn the tide."

Yan Lingji chuckled.

"Is the 'he' Miss Zi Nu referring to the Ninth Prince?"

Han Fei was a genius who was good at finding a way out of desperate situations. Before she went to the State of Chu, she had witnessed Han Fei turning the tide on many occasions.

"I do have some news about the Ninth Young Master, but it might be bad news for you, young lady."

Zi Nu narrowed her eyes. Bad news—this was the last word she wanted to hear.

"According to the latest intelligence from the Cape, the Ninth Prince is dead. He died in the Qin Kingdom's prison."

Zi Nu instinctively clenched her hands tightly.

cape.

She had heard of this organization that had recently gained fame in the martial arts world. An organization that made its main business selling information about the martial arts world would naturally have a guarantee of the accuracy of its information.

But this time, she hoped the news was false.

"understood."

After a long silence, Zi Nu finally spoke slowly.

Yan Lingji looked at Zi Nu, a strange light flashing in her eyes for a moment, before she continued, "Miss Zi Nu, would you like to hear some good news?"

Zi Nu reached out and poured herself another glass of wine.

Looking at the contents of the bowl, she suddenly felt a strong urge to get drunk.

"he came."

"he came?"

Zi Nu frowned slightly and subconsciously repeated a sentence.

She had said something similar just now, but she felt that the "he" Yan Lingji was talking about was different from the person she was talking about.

During the time they disappeared from the martial world, Liu Sha had searched for the girl in front of them, but to no avail. In the end, they had no choice but to give up.

Recently, there have been rumors that the other party was seen near Mount Taiyi, which led Liu Sha to speculate.

Mount Taiyi

"You mean him??"

As if remembering something, Zi Nu suddenly stood up.

He was a man whose strategies were no less than Han Fei's, whose combat prowess surpassed Wei Zhuang's, and whose fame had long been known throughout the land.

The Taoist Heavenly Sect – Qingxu.

"Is it cultivation of destiny??"

"He's in Xinzheng??"

Yan Lingji seemed not to have expected Zi Nu's reaction to be so intense. Upon seeing this, her eyes twitched involuntarily.

"Miss Zi Nu, he won't interfere in this battle. Mount Taiyi is deep within Qin territory. If he makes a move, Ying Zheng will not let the Daoists off the hook!"

Upon hearing Yan Lingji's explanation, Zi Nu's eyes, which had been brightening, suddenly dimmed again.

Although Yan Lingji's words were meant to be discouraging, they were also true. The Heavenly Sect's habit of reclusive cultivation had continued for many years.

That young man came from the Taoist Tianzong sect, so naturally he wouldn't break the rules on his own.

"Have you been by his side all this time?"

Yan Lingji nodded.

“He went to Shouying City in the State of Chu on some business. I happened to be there investigating some things, and then he kidnapped me.”

When the topic of being kidnapped came up, the girl showed no anger, only a faint smile. "No wonder the Quicksand couldn't find you. Since that's the case, Miss Yan Lingji must know quite a bit about what's going on with the Daoist Heavenly Sect, right?"

Once the conversation started, Zi Nu regained her composure. At that moment, the female Guan Zhong reappeared.

"Is Miss Zi Nu also interested in Taoist matters?"

Zi Nu shook her head.

She was only interested in people, one person, not Taoism. With the rise and fall of various schools of thought in the Seven Kingdoms period, what did it matter to her?
"What is he here for?"

"I'd also like to know the answer to this question."

"you do not know??"

"."

"boom!!"

Just then, a loud bang reached their ears, and the gates of Xinzheng City collapsed with a crash, indicating that the attack was more intense than expected.

Several people were on the city wall. Seeing this scene, a white-haired man coldly shouted, "Wushuang, go and stop those people!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed horizontally with his longsword, sending eight sword energies flying and sweeping away the nearby Qin soldiers.

In addition, a young man in white stood on the city wall with his arms crossed. Upon seeing this scene, the young man in white smiled with a hint of mockery.

"It spans all directions, but it looks much more powerful than before."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired man's face darkened.

"Shut your mouth! Use your extra energy to kill someone!"

Upon hearing this, another extravagantly dressed man on the city wall chuckled.

"Unfortunately, it's still not very useful against a massive army!"

"You're not saying those lousy chains you're wearing are useful. You still got chased back like a stray dog!"

Upon hearing this, the man's face darkened instantly. He roared, his eyes turning icy cold, and the nine iron chains binding him writhed wildly like nine giant pythons.

"Wei Zhuang!!"

"Tianze!!"

Indeed, these two were Wei Zhuang of Liu Sha and Tian Ze and his group, who had been blocked by the Qin army led by Nei Shi Teng.

Just as the two were about to clash, another young man stepped forward.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, Your Highness Tianze, we're not defending the city to fight amongst ourselves! This is precisely the time when we need to work together!"

"Although the Qin state is strong, it is not invincible. Just now, we took the lives of several or even hundreds of people with our swords."

"Princess Honglian has already laid traps in the city. As long as we close the gates and beat the dogs, no matter how many come in, they will all die!"

"As the art of war says, 'Its speed is like the wind, its stillness like the forest, its attack like fire, its immovability like a mountain, its unknowability like the shadows, and its movement like thunder.'"

"As long as we lure people into the trap, what do they have to fear?"

"Zhang Liang!"

Wei Zhuang immediately recognized the other party's identity. After several years apart, Zhang Liang, also known as Zhang Zifang, appeared more composed. Despite the current situation, he showed no other emotions.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, with a formidable enemy at hand, let's work together to overcome this immediate challenge first!"

"As for Prince Tianze, you can't escape from Xinzheng now. If you also want to leave, you'd better repel this attack first!"

Upon hearing this, Tianze gave a cold laugh.

"The Corpse Demon!!"

Wei Zhuang lacks skilled warriors for battlefield combat, but he has no shortage of such individuals on his side.

Whether it's the Hundred Poison King, the Corpse-Driving Demon, or even Wushuang and Yanling Ji, they are all powerful weapons born for the battlefield.

If the King of Poisons could appear in the enemy's camp, how many Qin soldiers are still attacking at this moment?

As for the methods of the Corpse-Driving Demon, needless to say. Corpses are the best material; the more people die on the battlefield, the more terrifying his combat power becomes.

A flash of green light passed by, and as Wei Zhuang looked at the people who had stood up from the ground, he gripped the hilt of the Shark Tooth sword with both hands, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The method of driving corpses is not particularly advanced, but it can be extremely powerful on the battlefield.

"Ouch~~"

Upon seeing the corpse with glowing green eyes, the Qin soldiers unleashed a volley of fire.

However, for these painless monsters, the rain of arrows was nothing to worry about.

Upon seeing this, Qin general Neishi Teng, who was at the rear, slightly changed his expression. He had heard of this method of corpse driving before; it was a technique used by the remnants of the Baiyue people.

But the Baiyue had been destroyed for many years, so it was no wonder he was surprised to see this move at this time.

Time ticked by, and on the front lines of the battlefield, shouts of battle continued, and the number of corpses increased. Of course, the number of the Corpse Demon's minions also increased.

"Rockets, prepare!!"

Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang, standing to one side, heard these words from afar, and their faces darkened.

The reason why the Corpse Demon can play a huge role on the battlefield is mainly because of the endless supply of corpses. Now that the opponent has played this trick, it can be said to have cut off their lifeline.

Without the bodies, they had no chance to go any further.

"It seems the person on the other side isn't a complete fool."

On the city wall, Zhang Liang sighed softly.

Wei Zhuang stood aside and sneered.

"It's too late. Those corpse puppets have already rushed into the crowd. If we try to shoot them down, the Qin soldiers will also become our victims."

A strange smile appeared on the lips of the boy in white.

"There is no room for sentimentality on the battlefield. If this situation is not controlled soon, it will spiral out of control."

Just then, a whooshing sound rang out. The group looked up and saw a rain of arrows that resembled fiery clouds in the sky. Their expressions turned grim, even Tianze's.

An absolute advantage in troop strength is sometimes irreparable. For example, if there were only two hundred men outside the city, it would be a trivial matter for them.

If there are two thousand people outside the city, they might be constrained. But if there are twenty thousand or more outside the city, such a number is beyond the reach of individual forces.

Even if Wei Zhuang were caught in such a dense attack, it would be a huge problem for him.

"That's enough, tell them to close the door!"

Wei Zhuang waved his hand, no longer wanting to witness this human tragedy.

This natural wall of fire will be an indestructible barrier, keeping these people out for at least two or three days.

Suddenly, Wei Zhuang seemed to have thought of something and looked at the young man beside him with a meaningful gaze. Zhang Liang, the grandson of Zhang Kaidi. Were the words the other party just said a coincidence or intentional?

If the other party hadn't been sarcastic, Tianze probably wouldn't have let the Corpse-Driving Demon take action. But now, the Corpse-Driving Demon not only took action, but also successfully stopped the person.

Military strategy is based on deception.

If my earlier guess was true, then this young man beside me has probably grown up, able to subtly manipulate others to his advantage—a skill that ordinary people simply cannot do.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, Princess Honglian says that if we really can't hold them off, we should retreat!"

(End of this chapter)