Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

[If you think it's passable after reading ten chapters, please give it a good review, fellow godfathers! I want to write a readable mythological Three Kingdoms novel!]

"Fire arrows! Fire arrows!!!"

"Young man, are you perhaps a greenhorn who has just been transferred to the border region of Yanmen? If you're going to shoot an arrow, then shoot an arrow. Why are you shouting about it? If you have the energy to shout, you should hurry up and shoot him a few more arrows."

"otherwise."

"Once that esteemed person makes a move—"

In September of the sixth year of the Guanghe era of the Han Dynasty, in the city of Yanmen.

After reprimanding the new recruits around him, a Han army leader in the midst of battle couldn't help but turn around and look towards the highest point of the city.

as far as the eye can see.

On the eaves of the city tower, a dashing young man dressed in black armor and a white robe sat casually, gently wiping his black halberd with a cloth, seemingly oblivious to the chaotic battlefield.

Even as arrows, powerful enough to shatter gold and split rocks, shot towards him from the Xianbei cavalry, the valiant young man, who was not wearing a helmet, did not raise his eyelids even slightly.

Because before the arrows even touched his forehead...

As a burst of crimson energy rose from the heroic young man's body, the arrow was shattered into dust and vanished completely into the air.

Even though the Han army commander had seen the enemy's arrows shattered by the heroic young man's blood-red aura more than once, he could not hide his fanaticism every time he witnessed this scene.

This is what a man should do!

With such a peerless general guarding Yanmen County, what is there to fear about its loss!

Even if the Xianbei Chanyu led tens of thousands of iron cavalry to attack the city, he would probably be defeated here.

The Han army commander suppressed the admiration and amazement in his eyes before turning to look at the Han army recruits who had been scolded and urged earlier.

"Stop standing there!"

"If the general were to take action, the three thousand mere Xianbei barbarians who have invaded the city would probably not be enough for him to kill alone."

As he spoke, the team leader casually picked up the ten-stone iron bow hanging behind him, drew it to its full length with a creaking sound as the bow could no longer bear the weight, and then suddenly let go.

"boom!"

The bowstring snapped with a thunderous roar, like a startled clap of thunder.

Before a Xianbei cavalryman below the city could react, an arrow shot by the squad leader tore him in half at the waist, and continued its trajectory to pierce through another Xianbei cavalryman behind him, pinning both man and horse to the ground.

After doing all this, the Han army soldiers were neither red-faced nor out of breath.

Instead of resting, he focused his gaze on the massive, millstone-sized stones piled up on the city wall.

With a flick of his toes, the team leader caught a boulder firmly in his hands.

After weighing it in his hand, the team leader threw the boulder into the distance with his bare hands.

Not long after.

A mournful cry of warhorses rang out...

On the open field north of Yanmen County, another patch of bloody mud, a mixture of men and horses, was stuck to the ground.

"New recruits! How's the accuracy of these two in our squad?"

The squad leader, without turning his head, proudly showed off to the recruit he had just scolded, expecting to be met with the recruit's astonishment.

After waiting for a long time, I still didn't hear any reply.

The squad leader then realized that the Han army recruits were staring intently at the highest point of the battlefield—the place he had been looking at earlier.

"No way..."

"Is that lord about to make his move?"

The Han army soldiers stiffly looked up at the eaves of the city gate tower.

then.

His pupils reflected a scene he would never forget:

The young general in black armor and white robes stopped wiping the jet-black halberd in his hand. As he slowly stood up, an indescribable aura radiated out from him.

The Han army commanders did not feel uncomfortable with this imposing force.

But he clearly noticed that the Xianbei cavalry outside the city suddenly stopped their offensive.

The bloodlust and madness that had previously filled the faces of the Xianbei cavalry vanished, replaced by expressions of terror, as if they had glimpsed a terrifying horror within the aura emanating from the young man.

Before the Han army commander could figure out what the enemy saw in their imposing presence, another exclamation rang in his ears.

"Team leadership!"

"Look there, in the air above, in mid-air!"

"The... the general is soaring through the air! Heavens! Is this truly a power that should exist in this world?"

The new recruits of the Han army excitedly pointed in a direction.

The Han army led the way and looked in that direction—

He saw the young man in black armor and white robes not only floating in mid-air, but also with thousands of strands of blood energy bursting out from his body, which then intertwined and gradually condensed into a substance.

In just two or three breaths.

A martial arts dharma image, clad in black armor, with crimson eyes beneath its helmet, and covered by a blood-red cloak, standing thirty-three zhang tall, had already taken shape.

The enormous Buddha statue faces north, with its back to the Han territory.

Like a primordial giant at the beginning of time, it stood between the three thousand invading Xianbei cavalry and the city of Yanmen.

At the center of the Martial Dao Dharma Image's brow, a young man in black armor and white robes crossed his arms, holding a black battle halberd in his arms, looking down arrogantly at the enemy army below.

As the young man in black armor and white robes lightly tapped the black halberd in his arms with his index finger—

"Hiss!"

The 33-zhang-tall martial arts avatar's right palm surged with blood energy, and a blood-red battle halberd about 49 zhang long was formed.

"Buzz!"

The moment the blood-red halberd took shape, a blade of light flickered on its tip.

Before the two Xianbei cavalrymen who were nearby could react, they and their horses were blasted into a bloody mist by the blade's edge.

Before the blood mist could dissipate, it was swallowed and absorbed by the crimson halberd, adding an even more scarlet hue to the halberd's blade.

"A mere three thousand barbarian foes dare to invade my Han territory?"

"If we don't escape now..."

"Oh!"

"Are we just waiting to die?"

"If that's the case, then so be it."

The young man in black armor and white robes—no, to be precise, Zhang Mu, a person from the future who had transmigrated to this world and was born more than twenty years ago—let out a disdainful laugh, and then a chilling killing intent burst forth from his body.

Almost at the same time, the thirty-three-zhang martial arts dharma image looked up to the sky and let out a furious roar.

As Zhang Mu's thoughts stirred, the Martial Dao Dharma Image swung a blood-red giant halberd taller than its own body, sweeping it across the surrounding Xianbei cavalry with unstoppable force.

Faced with this attack, the Xianbei cavalry were terrified.

"Martial Prime Minister level? How could there be a Han general of such extraordinary talent here?"

"Chief, you deserve to die!"

"You went south to plunder Yanmen County, and you don't even know the strength of the Han general guarding it? How could someone like us, who aren't even at the Gathering Qi stage (or even the Foundation Establishment, Blood Condensation, or Meridian Opening stages), possibly stop him?"

"By the Eternal Heaven above, I do not wish to die!"

"Han dogs... Bah! General Han, I am willing to surrender!"

Faced with death, the three thousand Xianbei cavalrymen displayed their utterly shameful behavior.

Some cursed the centurion who led them south, some were terrified by the strength of their enemy, and some hastily knelt down and surrendered...

But whatever the response, they were always met with the relentless, blood-red halberd's horizontal strikes.

Wherever the crimson halberd passed, no matter how the Xianbei cavalry struggled, all enemies within the halberd's sweeping range were shattered into blood mud and blood mist, which were then silently absorbed by the halberd, making the terrifying red light emanating from it even more intense.

"Gulp!"

Behind the Xianbei cavalry, the Xianbei centurion stared in horror at the blood-red battlefield where nearly a thousand men had been lost in a single blow by the Han general Wu Dao Fa Xiang, and swallowed hard.

Driven by a powerful will to survive, he reluctantly let out a mournful howl towards the remaining nearly two thousand Xianbei cavalrymen:

"Listen up, all Xianbei warriors—"

"Immediately form a blood-qi battle formation, and with the combined strength of all of us, this Han general may not be able to stop us!"

Having said that, the Xianbei commander resolutely bit his finger, smeared the blood on his forehead, and kept chanting in a barbarian language that sounded like a sacrificial chant.

He's not the only one doing this.

All the remaining Xianbei cavalrymen who heard the command began to move.

Amidst the grand sacrificial chants, streams of blood energy rose from each Xianbei cavalryman, converging above the head of the Xianbei commander.

Among them, the Xianbei commanders of a thousand men and a few centurions were the most vigorous.

After a short while, the sacrificial music stopped.

A 30-zhang-long ethereal python, barely formed from blood energy, appeared on the battlefield, flicking its tongue and gazing at Zhang Mu's 33-zhang-long martial arts avatar formed from blood energy.

Zhang Mu examined the ethereal giant python, then looked at the Xianbei cavalrymen who were connected to the python by blood energy and whose faces were pale from needing to maintain the python's existence with their own blood energy...

He gently shook his head.

"bluff!"

"These stagnant, insubstantial blood worms, are they trying to make me laugh to death?"

"Let alone the battle formation worm formed from the blood energy of your two thousand men, even the solidified hundred-zhang battle formation blood python formed from the intertwined blood energy of tens of thousands of men, I can kill it all by myself."