This war was destined to be a historic battle that would go down in history.
Three thousand cavalrymen had decided the outcome of hundreds of thousands of battles.
It even resulted in a one-sided war.
And in this war, Jiang Lu went all out, earning him the name of a human butcher.
On the other hand, Jiang Lu was thoroughly testing his own combat strength.
To sum it up, the closed-door cultivation was not good enough.
If his fusion with the Nether King Model wasn't good enough, he wouldn't be invincible in the world.
Donghuang of the Yin-Yang School.
Jiang Lu didn't know if he could defeat that mysterious existence.
However, after the war, Jiang Lu realized that his fusion rate had increased.
His fusion with the Nether King's template had deepened.
It also meant that he was stronger.
Even if it was just a revised version.
In this world, it also represented invincibility.
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
Fresh blood kept dripping from Jiang Lu's body. It was the blood of the Yan army.
They killed hundreds or even thousands of people.
In a day, he had killed over a thousand people by himself.
Don't underestimate this number.
Even Sword Saint Ge Nia was no match for Great Qin's 500 soldiers.
Any individual strength was insignificant in front of an army.
Jiang Lu was just using an opportune move, displaying his full strength right from the start.
At least, after a day, Jiang Lu felt a little tired.
Not long after, when Wang Ben arrived with his army, he found Jiang Lu standing at the front of the road.
He held a bronze sword in his hand, which was still dripping with blood.
Even his black armor had turned black.
These were all coagulated blood.
Under his feet, he was stepping on Yan Wangxi's head.
In front of him, there were at least ten thousand people squatting down with their hands on their heads.
Capturing ten thousand people with his own strength?
Clang!
Wang Ben's sword fell to the ground, and he looked as if he was suffering from dementia.
It was too terrifying!
The scariest part was that Wang Ben still had no idea how Jiang Lu managed to reach Jiang Lu in seven days.
It had shortened the time by more than half!
Under normal circumstances, even a rapid march would take half a month!
Did he fly here?
This Third Young Master isn't human, right?
Wang Ben muttered to himself in fear.
"Clean up the battlefield and head to the capital of Yan Country tomorrow.”Jiang Lu was a little tired.
However, his voice was still calm and there was no hint of fatigue.
He looked into the distance.
Many people, including the snow maidens, had asked Jiang Lv why he liked to look at the sun or the moon so much.
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There was a huge difference in the situation.
Did he really think that Jiang Lu was looking at the moon and the sun? No, he was looking at the universe.
"Yes, sir!" Wang Ben lowered his head.
His eyes were filled with admiration.
He was really convinced.
This was how the army was. The strong were respected, and there were not many twists and turns.
Wang Ben was sure that Jiang Lu would rise to power after this battle.
He led 3,000 cavalrymen to march a thousand miles.
This required a lot of courage and confidence, as well as the determination to stake everything.
Terrifying combat power, terrifying control of the battle aircraft, and a grasp of the situation, morale, and the hearts of the people. They were all in the control of a millimeter.
Wang Ben expressed that this was the eternal God of War in his heart.
Soon, Wang Ben responded with a smile,""Inform Meng Wufang and General Wang Jian that the battle has ended.”
Yes, they had not seen the battlefield yet, but the battle had ended.
He really wanted to know how Xianyang City would react when they received the battle report.
Xianyang city
It was the tenth day since the war, or rather, the siege of the Yan Country.
The entire Xianyang was waiting for the battle report.
Or rather, it was a daily report.
Of course, due to the long distance, the fastest battle report of the army was basically two days ago.
"The Yan army is so eager to attack the city. They are afraid. After they set up their troops at Zhongshan, the Yan Country can no longer wait.”Ying Zheng was a man of great talent and great strategy, and had a high sensitivity to war.
However, on the other hand, the Yan Country had indeed attacked the Qin Country's lifeline.
The strength of the Qin country lay in its army. However, ever since Shang Yang's reform, although the country's strength had increased rapidly, it was ultimately lacking in foundation.
In other words, his accumulated wealth had been greatly depleted in the previous two battles.
After years of war, the rear was seriously lacking in cultivated land.
There was a crisis in the rations.
The grain and fodder hoarded in Zhongshan was also severely lacking.
Under the circumstances of not receiving any reinforcements or rations for twelve days, the Qin army's combat strength was unquestionable.
However, if too many people died, it would completely affect the unification of the six directions.
They were also unable to fight in the near future.
Ying Zheng's eyes were dark and uncertain.
He did not expect the King of Yan to be a good-for-nothing for his entire life and bring so much trouble to the State of Qin in the end.
Ta!
At this moment, a horse galloped across the wide road of Xianyang City.
" Fight!"
In front of them, a luxurious carriage pulled by four horses blocked their way perfectly.
Although it was an eight-way road, because of the prosperity of Xianyang City, this carriage forced everyone to the other road.
Ever since the emperor of Great Zhou established the country, there had been strict regulations on carriages.
For example, the emperor drove six horses, the princes drove five horses, the ministers drove four horses, the great officers drove three horses, the scholars drove two horses, and the common people drove one horse.
Four horses pulled the carriage, which meant that the person in the carriage had a high status.
Tian Zi represented the emperor of Zhou, who had the highest status in the world.
Currently, the kings of the few countries were just vassals.
Even for Ying Zheng, during the Warring States Period, there were only five carriages.
The owner of the four horses had a high status.
"800 li is urgent.”The soldier on the horse quickly shouted.
Indeed, this was a great victory. At this moment, this soldier wished he could fly to the Qin royal palace.
However, he was blocked by a slow carriage. The soldier wanted to rush over immediately.
As for the bullsh * t Jiuqing, these ruffians didn't care.
They only had military orders in their eyes.
At this moment, in the luxurious carriage, Young Master Fusu could not help but frown.
Eight hundred miles of urgent, another eight hundred miles of urgent.
Every day, they would travel eight hundred miles.
The brutality of the battlefield ahead was unimaginable.
And the number of people who suffered was even more numerous.
A gentleman should live in the world with benevolence and virtue, and should be harmonious in everything and prohibit the use of force.
That's right, in Fu Su's mind, he was already sick of rushing 800 miles.
In the past ten days, once a day, twice a day, or even thrice a day, they had sent over the 800-mile rush from Zhongshan.
It represented a fresh life.
"Why is the king so cruel?" Fu Su was furious.
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