"Giant, I'll go with you. The more people, the more power. My Thor Hammer can help you block some of the enemies.”
The commander raised his Thunder God Hammer. Instantly, a few bolts of lightning coiled around the hammer like silver snakes.
It also emitted a faint "chacha chacha" sound.
Yan Dan, the giant of the Mo family, narrowed his eyes and examined the hammer. Then, he nodded in approval.
"Alright, we'll set off immediately."
…………
Sang Hai, Little Sage Manor.
"Senior brother, the sixth young master is in the prefecture. Should we go and see him?”
The Third Chief of the scholarly faction, Zhang Liang, stood in the pavilion, facing the sea. Occasionally, seagulls would fly past them.
Accompanying Zhang Liang was the Second Chief of the scholarly faction, Zhang Liang's senior brother, Yan Lu.
"Now that the situation is tense, it's best not to have any contact with the empire's power.”
Yan Lu placed a few grains of rice in his hand. Once he spread them out, seabirds would fly over to eat them.
Zhang Liang imitated Yan Lu's actions and placed the rice grain in his palm, allowing the seabirds to eat it. He smiled and said,"
"The Hundred Schools of Philosophy are like these seagulls. If they want to eat their fill, they have to take the risk of being caught to eat rice grains from our hands.”
"Those who are brave can eat until their stomachs are full. Those who are timid can only circle in the distance. After we leave, come and pick up some rice grains left on the ground.”
"There are even some seabirds that have left the Small Sage Manor and starved to death because they couldn't catch food in the sea.”
Hearing this, Yan Lu's lips curled up and he threw the rice grain in his hand into the air.
Immediately, more than ten seagulls were attracted to fight for the rice grains.
He said,
"Zifang, we are scholars. In the future, no matter who becomes the emperor, the world needs scholars. We all have food to eat, so how to study well is what we scholars should consider.”
After saying that, Yan Lu left the pavilion.
Zhang Liang bowed slightly at Yan Lu's back and bowed to him.
"Shixiong is right.”
Then, Zhang Liang turned to face the sea and looked at the fish above the sea, deep in thought.
………
The next day.
Outside the Sang Hai County Manor.
Ying Ziheng mounted his warhorse and swept his gaze across the Snow Dragon Cavalry with a cold expression.
The aura of three thousand valiant generals was comparable to thirty thousand, or even fifty thousand cavalry.
Behind him was Chen Baiyi, who was dressed in white armor.
He held a spear in his hand, and an invisible killing intent spread from his body.
"Let's go."
Ying Ziheng, who had a cold expression on his face, ordered loudly.
Then, he whipped the horse's back, and it charged forward like an arrow.
"Ta…"
The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, rushing towards the city gate.
"This is the Sixth Young Master? At such a young age, he had the aura of a conqueror and a heroic bearing. Compared to the young First Emperor, he was even better.”
"I thought it was a lie that he killed ten thousand Hu soldiers in Ghost Mourning Valley, but it seems the news wasn't false.”
"The Snowy Dragon Knights are indeed strong. No wonder the First Emperor said that the Snowy Dragon Knights are stronger than the Golden Fire Cavalry.”
"Didn't Sixth Young Master just arrive at Sang Hai? Why did you leave so quickly?"
"Don't you know? The Sixth Young Master was not leaving. He was going to encircle and annihilate the Soaring Dragon Legion.”
"Longqie's Soaring Dragon Legion is not easy to fight. The last few times the prefecture sent troops to fight, they were all defeated.”
"How can that be the same? This is the Sixth Young Master's Snow Dragon Cavalry. In my opinion, the Soaring Dragon Legion will definitely lose today.”
………
Amidst the chatter of the commoners, the Snowy Dragon Riders rushed out of the gate of Sanghai City and into the dense forest.
………
In the dense forest outside Sang Hai City, halfway between two mountains, a village was located.
There was only a winding and steep stone path connecting the village to the dense forest.
When the Soaring Dragon Legion first came here, it was because of this terrain that it was easy to defend and difficult to attack. That was why they chose to set up camp here.
In a thatched hut, Long Qie was discussing with his subordinates where to rob the wealthy merchants.
Suddenly, a hurried voice came from the door, interrupting the dragons 'discussion.
"General Long, bad news. The Qin army is attacking.”
The young general, Long Qie, leaned back in his chair and sneered,"
"The Qin army has suffered a few defeats and still dares to attack. Is Tian Yang still leading the army this time?”
"No, this time, it's Ying Ziheng and his Snow Dragon Cavalry.”
As soon as he said this, Long Qi suddenly jumped up from his chair.
Instantly,
The atmosphere in the grass hut became tense.
"General Long, Ying Ziheng led the Snowy Dragon Cavalry and slaughtered ten thousand Hu soldiers in Ghost Mourning Valley.”
"Moreover, I also heard that Ying Ziheng captured two Mo family traitors effortlessly. His martial arts are unfathomable.”
"It seems that we have encountered a strong enemy this time.”
Hearing the soldier's words, Long Qie raised his eyebrows and said seriously,"
"Pass down the order. Prepare to meet the enemy."
Although Long Qi was young, he had fought no less than 30 battles and had a wealth of battle experience.
Furthermore, he was born into a military family and had learned the art of war from his elders since he was young.
There was a saying in the military that when fighting with an unfamiliar army, one should not underestimate the enemy.
The dragon will remember it in his heart.
On the winding and steep stone path, the two armies met.
"This person is Ying Ziheng. I can actually feel a sense of fear from him.
The ones behind him were the Snow Dragon Knights? What an elite cavalry.
As he was thinking, Long Qie's tiger eyes stared at Ying Ziheng, who was on his warhorse.
Ying Ziheng looked at the young general on the warhorse on the stone path and felt that it was a pity. After all, he was a famous general in history.
"Soaring Dragon Legion, surrender or fight?"
Ying Ziheng's cold voice was filled with killing intent.
The corners of Long Qie's mouth curled up. He raised the spear in his hand and pointed it at Ying Ziheng's head.
"The Chu army only died in battle and did not surrender.”
Hearing this, Ying Ziheng frowned, and an invisible killing intent swept over like a hurricane.
"You're courting death."
Ying Ziheng spat out two words. In the next moment, his true energy transformed into a faintly discernible golden dragon that surrounded him.
The killing intent was still spreading, and the zhenqi was still being injected.
The golden dragon's body swelled up a lot, and Ying Ziheng leaped into the air and struck out with his palm.
"Roar!"
The golden dragon transformed from true energy dashed up the stone path and shattered the Soaring Dragon Legion's formation.
The Soaring Dragon Legion panicked.
"Kill them."
Following Ying Ziheng's order, the Snow Dragon Cavalry charged up the stone path.
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