Loan Wusheng

Chapter 184 Magic weapon, Xuanyin Gathering Evil Flag!

The Guoyi and Cangdao armies, regardless of everything, marched rapidly towards the direction of Yulian County City and attacked the 40,000-strong Hongshanhe tribe entrenched there.

Of course, there must not be 40,000 people in Yulian County at this time, and the number is probably only over 30,000.

There are also 10,000 people who were properly arranged by Hong Shanhe in all directions, that is, in the other counties of Yulian County, to facilitate reconnaissance in all directions. If there are any unusual movements, they can be informed to Hong Shanhe headquarters in time.

But today, Hong Shanhe was a little panicked.

Because he had just ordered the troops to retreat slowly and in batches!

In fact, the front army had already withdrawn towards Batang in the rear.

Now he has only more than 20,000 people here!

Among them, there were two to three thousand defeated soldiers from Tan County!
Now that we have seen the smoke of war, what should we do?

"Zheng Jun, you little thief, how could you come so quickly?"

Hong Shanhe gnashed his teeth, looking suspicious: "Isn't he afraid of the reinforcements from Ningyuan County, Jingyuan County, and Batang County?"

How dare he?
In every battle, the key is to use the normal tactics to win!
Although the situation in a war is nothing but the odd and the even, the changes of the odd and the even are endless, and those who are good at the odd are as infinite as the heaven and the earth, and as inexhaustible as the rivers.

But damn, how can you take such risks every time?
Aren’t you afraid that one wrong move might lead to the total loss of the whole game?

This is what Generals Hong Shanhe, Xu Hou and others find most incomprehensible about Zheng Jun.

Everyone has fear in their heart.

The lives of a hundred thousand troops depend on the military commander. Naturally, the military commander must carefully discern any information and use various means to win the war in the most cautious and excellent way.

Therefore, Hong Shanhe felt very surprised about Zheng Jun's treatment.

He had no idea why Zheng Jun was so bold, so bold to take the initiative and so bold to raid his camp.

If he were Zheng Jun, he would never take the initiative to attack.

Although if you win with this style of play, it will be a glorious victory, but if you fail, it will be an irreparable defeat.

Moreover, the winning rate of this style of play is extremely low. If he put himself in their shoes, Hong Shanhe felt that he would never be able to "kill Fang Yan, slay the wolf demon, and defeat Xu Hou" in just one hour.

I really can’t figure it out.

What if the soldiers are exhausted after three battles in three days? What if they can’t kill the enemy commander quickly? What if the enemy reinforcements come to help desperately and surround them?
In this situation, Hong Shanhe felt that Zheng Jun simply had no idea about military affairs. Why did this happen?
Hong Shanhe was in great confusion.

At this moment, a deputy general named Hong came over with big strides and said to Hong Shanhe in panic, "General, when the soldiers saw the smoke signals going off, they became very agitated. The captains and lieutenants of various units came to ask when their troops could withdraw."

"After seeing the smoke signals, the defeated soldiers from Tan County were so exhausted that even their knuckles on their spears were shaking unconsciously. Some of them were about to flee and even shouted in panic..."

"Let the personal guards go out as the supervisory team and keep an eye on the defeated soldiers from Tan County. If there are any abnormalities, they will all be executed."

Hong Shanhe took a deep breath and said, "The remaining troops must not withdraw, and must line up on the spot to form the defensive formation 'Black Turtle Carrying the Mountain Formation'!"

"promise!"

The deputy general immediately bowed and said yes, then left quickly.

Hong Shanhe's eyes were sharp as he looked towards the north.

Although at this moment, Zheng Jun's troops have not attacked yet.

But he could vaguely sense that the war was coming.

"Zheng Jun."

Hong Shanhe muttered to himself, and a stream of crimson true energy was slowly radiating from his body: "Let me see what you, the number one martial artist in the Northern Frontier and a great hero of the Northern Land, are capable of!"

He is at the third level of Tongqiao, and has been in this realm for more than a hundred years!

He just didn't believe that he couldn't beat a kid who had just entered the stage of enlightenment a year ago!

Xu Hou, Fang Yan and that wolf monster are all mediocre people.

The Tongqiao who were killed by Zheng Jun before were also considered waste.

Today we will let this 'Northern Hero' know what the style of a veteran is!

Don’t think that all the people in the world are mediocre like the one he killed!
"..."

The city of Yulian County was in ruins.

Several hideous cracks slanted down from the parapet, revealing the shattered rammed earth inside.

The soldiers defending the city sat slumped against the ruins, their armor full of holes caused by swords and arrows.

Some soldiers sat powerlessly on the cold city wall, cautiously watching the Hongshanhe tribe outside, while others stared blankly at the smoke rising in the north, with turbid fatigue reflected in their pupils.

The picture of the guard of Yulian County is now full of vicissitudes. Looking at the rising smoke, a myriad of thoughts are in his mind.

"Duke Wei."

A member of the Qi-Gathering Team who was forcibly brought up approached Wei Tu cautiously and whispered to him, "The enemy's smoke signals have been lit. Does this mean that... reinforcements from the north are coming?"

"Perhaps this is Hong Shanhe's strategy to lure the enemy in."

Wei Tu sighed and said pessimistically, "Who is there in the north? It's none other than General Zheng of Bozhou. I heard that General Zheng does intend to go south to fight the rebels, but if he wants to kill Yulian, he needs to defeat the three rebels Dugu Jing, Fang Yan, and Xu Hou along the way. The three groups have no less than hundreds of thousands of troops. How is this possible?"

Wei Tu had been besieged for many days, so naturally he had no idea of the outside world's intelligence.

If the beacon fire was lit in the west, Wei Tu might still have some hope.

After all, the west is the direction of Xuanzhou and Suzhou.

But the North...

Wei Tu still feels pessimistic.

When the team saw this, they opened their mouths slightly, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end, no words came out.

Just as he was about to retreat, Wei Tu suddenly said, "Order the soldiers to prepare. If General Zheng really fights all the way here, our army can also fight its way out of the city, cooperate with the outside world, and defeat Hong Shanhe's army together."

"Yes!"

The team nodded in agreement.

……

Outside the city, a strange atmosphere enveloped the Hong Shanhe army.

Not only the defeated soldiers from Tan County were in a very depressed state, but even the condition of Hongshanhe headquarters was a little bit wrong.

As the saying goes, 'It is not the scarcity of wealth that is worrying, but the inequality of wealth'.

If the army had not moved, it would have been fine.

But unfortunately, 10,000 people had already evacuated, right under their noses, in less than half a day.

Soon it was their turn to retreat, but the enemy suddenly arrived and they were forced to form a battle line and continue the fight.

Why is this?

Many soldiers had some complaints in their hearts, but fortunately Hong Shanhe always loved his soldiers like his own sons, and he ate, drank and lived with the soldiers, so no one expressed this abnormal emotion.

It took about half an hour to organize the army and the formation of the Black Turtle Carrying the Mountain was ready.

Unlike Xu Hou's hasty formation, this time Hong Shanhe's army had plenty of time to form the formation, so they were very well prepared and their formation was solemn.

"General, if the guards on the wall behind us come out to attack, what should we do?"

Beside Hong Shanhe, the deputy general asked in a low voice.

"When Wei Tu fled into the city, he had only 6,000 to 7,000 soldiers. After we surrounded and killed him for many days, he now has less than 3,000 soldiers. Wei Tu is only at the second level of Tongqiao. What can he do with 3,000 soldiers?"

Hong Shanhe opened his mouth with contempt and continued: "Let my brother Shanhai lead the troops and keep an eye on them."

His younger brother, Hong Shanhai, is at the peak of the outer gang and has 5,000 followers.

Hong Shanhe's words seemed very disdainful, but he felt very cold inside.

Three thousand people.

Those were three thousand people who survived many wars.

Although Wei Tu had more than 30,000 soldiers under his command, they were all county soldiers with mediocre combat effectiveness.

But now, after so many battles, these 3,000 people have gone through the test of blood and fire, and are the only fierce soldiers who can survive in ten miles. There are 3,000 such people, plus a Wei Tu who is at the second level of Tongqiao.

If this kind of configuration were to suddenly attack during a war, it would surely become a sharp knife piercing his heart.

But can Hong Shanhe say such a thing?

The morale of the army is already unstable. If you say this again, there is no need to fight. The army will be defeated directly!

"Marshal, Marshal!"

Suddenly, a sentry came galloping on his horse, and his voice was loud and clear: "A large number of infantrymen from the north are coming in formation, holding up a black flag with red characters, inscribed with 'Zheng, Marquis of Dingqin', 'Grand Commander of Pinglan', and 'Grand Commander of the Military Road of Bozhou'!"

Hearing what the sentry said, Hong Shanhe was startled: "Three people are coming?"

"General, the official positions of Zheng the thief in the Yongchang court were the governor of Kangle County, the governor of Yanting County, the general manager of the Bozhou Military Road, the general commander of Pinglanzhou Rebellion, and the Marquis of Dingqin. Not long ago, it was said that the Yongchang court also conferred him the titles of Palace Attendant, Prince's Palace Eastern Palace Attendant, and Eastern Palace Gate Lower Office Secretary."

The scout spoke with gritted teeth.

The governor of Kangle County, the governor of Yanting County, the general manager of the military road of Bozhou, the general commander of Pinglanzhou Rebellion, the Marquis of Dingqin, the imperial attendant, the tutor of the Eastern Palace of the Crown Prince's Mansion, the secretary of the Eastern Palace...

All these positions belong to one person?

The name is too long.

Hong Shanhe took a deep breath and felt faintly powerless.

Zheng Jun really held a high position in the Yongchang court, which was not a position that a 21-year-old young man could hold.

When he was twenty-one years old, he was still boasting to others in the army that he would become a general in the future.

At the age of 21, Zheng Jun was already the Grand Commander (eight official titles omitted).

"Come on, prepare to form a battle array!"

Hong Shanhe took a deep breath, turned his grief into strength, picked up the heavy Xuanhua Axe beside him, stepped out of the central army tent, looked at the many soldiers in armor, raised the Xuanhua Axe high and said: "Meet the enemy!"

"kill!"

A roar, as loud as a bell.

In the sight ahead, Zheng Jun personally led the Cang Dao Army in formation and galloped. Wherever the Lu Shui formation passed, the cold air condensed into frost, and the military flags fluttered like dragons rolling over the waves!
Previously, Zheng Jun used the Guoyi Army as the vanguard, but now that he is on the battlefield, he naturally has to replace it with the more lethal Cangdao Army.

After all, all members of the Cang Dao Army have learned the 'Treading Waves Sword Technique', which is more suitable for Zheng Jun's 'Lu Shui Zhan Jiao'!
Hong Shanhe stood at the core of the Black Turtle Fushan Formation. Seeing the mighty emerald green water army formation in the distance, he immediately shouted, "Zheng Jun has won battle after battle, but he doesn't know that the most taboo in military tactics is to attack an enemy alone in deep! This battle, our army will win! Release the arrows. There are plenty of arrows, feel free to use them!"

"Draw the bow!"

At the command of the archer leader, the soldiers opened their bows like full moons, and immediately a tense voice came to my ears. "Shoot!"

Before he finished speaking, three thousand archers in the Black Turtle Fushan formation fired at the same time. All that was heard was the sound of arrows being pulled apart. The rain of arrows was wrapped in ochre-colored true energy, and turned into a sky full of rock spikes that fell towards the Cang Dao army!
As the rain of arrows fell, a blue light curtain suddenly rose in the Cang Dao army formation, and the Lu Shui essence condensed into a translucent water shield!

“Clang, clang, clang!”

The rain of rock-piercing arrows hit it, causing thousands of ripples that were difficult to break, leaving only a strange sound of metal clashing.

Zheng Jun rode forward alone, his Xue Shou Sword humming as it came out of its sheath, and he slashed out with the sword. The Lu Shui energy carried the murderous will of the 20,000 soldiers of the Cang Dao Army and slashed down. Even the air was cut with black cracks where the sword light passed!

No enemy dares to stop the blade!

He actually cut a passage through the rain of arrows.

This rain of arrows is a unique means of attack given birth to the Black Turtle Carrying the Mountain Formation, and it is also the only means of attack in the Black Turtle Carrying the Mountain Formation.

Xu Hou's troops arrived in a hurry and did not prepare so many arrows, so they were unable to use them at all.

"A tiny trick!"

Zheng Junqing sneered, and without hesitation, he condensed the energy of Lu Shui again, and the sword light turned into silver scales pouring down from the sky!

Hong Shanhe's pupils suddenly shrank, and Xuanhua Axe swept out a red gust of wind: "Carry the mountain!"

The Black Turtle Formation suddenly glowed with yellow light, and the soldiers' shields connected to form a tortoise-shell-like protective wall.

The sound of the sword scales colliding was like a rainstorm hitting chimes. The shield-bearing soldiers in the front row had their knuckles cracked but they fought to the death without retreating.

"boom!"

At the moment when the true energy of the two armies collided with each other, the Lushui dragon and the black tortoise remained deadlocked in the air for a few breaths, and suddenly burst into pieces of light in the sky.

The sharp arrow formation of the Cang Dao army was like a sharp knife piercing into the cracks of a tortoise shell. The front-row shield soldiers of the Hong Shanhe army were knocked over by the frosty sword energy, and the formation was in chaos!

However, after the Cang Dao army broke into the military formation, it suddenly collapsed. For a moment, the battle became a mess with hand-to-hand combat.

The core array pattern of the Black Turtle Carrying the Mountain Array shattered, and the earth-yellow true essence dissipated like a sandstorm.

The advance of the Cang Dao Army's Lu Shui Jiaolong Formation was suddenly destroyed, and the half-blue and half-green Jiaolong disappeared with a long roar.

"kill!"

The muffled sound of the two armies' shields colliding resounded throughout the field. The bronze shields of the front row soldiers of Hongshanhe were cracked by the Talang sword technique, and the knuckles of the shield-holding soldiers were broken, and blood dripped along the edge of the shield, but they still used their shoulders to support the shield and pushed forward desperately.

The heavily armored infantrymen of the Cang Dao Army had bloodshot eyes, and they slashed down diagonally with their Ta Lang swordsmanship, carrying a chill. When the blades pierced into the gaps in the shields, blinding sparks flew, and they actually split the enemy soldiers in two, along with their shields!

Where the formation collapsed, the defeated soldiers of Hong's army were driven towards the gap by the supervision team in the rear.

A fleeing soldier from Tan County stabbed out with his spear, but a captain of the Cangdao Army twisted the spear shaft off with his backhand, and the blade cut into his carotid artery. Blood gushed out immediately and his head fell to the ground.

The fleeing soldiers stepped on the corpses of their comrades and retreated, but were pierced through the backs by the red halberds of the supervisory team. Their screams and the sound of metal clashing mixed together: "Don't retreat, keep going!"

Seeing this, the defeated soldiers had no choice but to attack again.

In the center of the battlefield, the elite troops of both armies were engaged in a bloody fight.

An outer gang general of the Hong tribe swung his battle axe and attacked fiercely. The axe blade split the green water energy of the Talang sword technique, aroused the earth-yellow true energy, and actually cut a dozen Cangdao soldiers in half!

"Press them, don't let them get close to Marshal Hong!"

The outer general roared.

Before the severed limbs of the Cangdao soldier fell to the ground, Wei Quan in the rear had already spotted the general and rushed into the axe formation. His sword was as powerful as an angry dragon, plowing a bloody gully in the enemy's formation.

"die!"

Wei Quan shouted loudly and killed the outer gang general with one sword. Then he looked around fiercely and immediately spotted another outer gang general and spurred his horse to kill him.

The entire battle situation became a mess.

Zheng Jun himself rode a white horse and pressed forward with Xu Hou.

"What a chaotic battle."

Zheng Jun sighed deeply, and a golden pattern emerged between his eyebrows, sweeping across the chaotic battle situation in Lanzhou like lightning and thunder. In the yellow light surging in the formation, Hong Shanhe, wearing a black armor, stood under the commander's flag, and was sternly commanding the soldiers in the rear who had not yet fallen into chaos to change their formation and re-form the assault formation.

"General Xu, take charge of the endgame for me."

A cold light flashed in Zheng Jun's eyes, and after saying a few words, Bina suddenly squeezed the horse's belly, and the dragon colt under her crotch neighed and rushed forward. She held the snow and guarded the knife. The sapphire true energy burst out from her body, and she forcibly carved out a bloody path in this battlefield that was like a meat grinder.

Xu Hou was stunned when he saw this.

what?
Aren't you the commander?

What are you rushing for?

Xu Hou was extremely shocked. It was the first time he saw a commander go ahead and kill the general!
But Zheng Jun doesn't care about that.

As long as Hong Shanhe is killed, the battle will be basically a victory.

For Zheng Jun, how could Hong Shanhe, who has reached the three realms, be able to have both?
"Zheng Jun?!"

When Hong Shanhe saw the blue-gold sword energy breaking through the air, he was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly activated his deep red true energy, holding the Xuanhua axe, and was ready for battle!
Zheng Jun's attack was extremely fast. When Hong Shanhe was ready, he saw Xue Shou's sword wrapped in the Qingjin true energy slashing down fiercely. The sword light and the giant axe collided with a loud bang, causing a wave of air to roll in a radius of ten feet!
"Young man, you are really courting your own death. Today, I will take your head and present it to the King of Qin!"

Hong Shanhe roared, and the red light of the Xuanhua Axe in his hand suddenly increased. The axe blade turned into a ferocious tiger head in the moment of collision, and the bloody energy condensed into a physical sound wave that blasted towards Zheng Jun's face!
"Roar--!!!"

The tiger's roar made the clouds roll back. Whether it was Wei Quan and others who were attacking below, or Hong Shanhe's own soldiers, all of them had blood in their ears and noses, and were obviously deeply affected. This attack did not distinguish between friend and foe.

The golden pattern in Zheng Jun's third eye suddenly lit up, and he saw the flaw. He swung the Xue Shou sword diagonally, and the Lu Shui sword energy was like a crescent moon breaking through the air.

"break!"

The lapis lazuli blade energy cut into the weak spot of the sound waves, and the bloody tiger head exploded.

Hong Shanhe staggered back three steps, with horror still in his eyes, but Zheng Jun had already stepped on the "Sauda Meteor" and was approaching.

"Qiang!"

A knife chopped down, hitting the seven inches of Hong Shanhe's axe handle. The golden crow pattern suddenly became blazing, and the blue gold true energy flowed along the axe handle towards Hong Shanhe's palm.

Hong Shanhe only felt a strange vibration in the palm of his hand. At the moment when his tiger's mouth broke, a slight cracking sound came from the axe handle.

"Broken Jade Technique? No... it's the Grand Void Condensed Jade Technique!"

Hong Shanhe's expression changed slightly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Are you the remnant of Nan Chu?!"

"What remnants of Southern Chu? I am Zheng Jun, the Marquis of Dingqin in the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

Zheng Jun's expression remained unchanged, and he drew his sword again, sneering, "General Hong is also quite good, and he is much more durable than the likes of Ba Tao and Fang Yan."

The next second, Zheng Jun drew his knife again.

Only this time, it was as grand as the sun!
Seeing this, Hong Shanhe could only resist again, cursing in his heart.

How many magical powers do you have?
Are you the illegitimate son of Emperor Shenwu?
Where do you get so many magical powers? !

Hong Shanhe now finally understood how Batao, Fang Yan, that wolf monster and others died at the hands of Zheng Jun.

With so many magical powers, and they are endless, how could an ordinary person with extraordinary powers be a match for Zheng Jun!
While Zheng Jun was fighting with Hong Shanhe, in Yulian County, Wei Tu's face was already flushed with excitement. Following a command, three thousand elite soldiers immediately rushed out of the Yulian city gate!
"kill!"

Wei Tu swept like a dragon, green true energy burst out, and he attacked directly, like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of Hong Shanhe's army.

Just as Hong Shanhe expected at the beginning.

"Damn it!"

Hong Shanhe looked extremely ugly.

The enemy army now has three Tongqiao warriors.

There was Zheng Jun right in front of him, Wei Tu who suddenly attacked from behind, and the guy in front who was directing the battle.

If nothing unexpected happens, that guy is Xu Hou, right?

Xu Hou, how dare you surrender to the enemy!

Hong Shanhe took a deep breath and forced Zheng Jun back with an axe. Suddenly, the shadow of a blood-red battle flag appeared behind him. On the torn flag, four ancient seal characters "Xuan Yin Ju Sha" could be vaguely seen.

The sky over the battlefield was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the resentment of the thousands of soldiers who died in the battle poured into the battle flags.

The golden lines in Zheng Jun's pupils stung, and his third eye broke through the barrier to see the dark red crystal embedded in the top of the flagpole. It turned out to be a refined inner elixir of a demon king in the Yuandan realm!

"What is this?!"

Zheng Jun was shocked and shouted in a low voice: "How sinister!"

"Zheng Sanlang!"

Black blood gushed out of Hong Shanhe's seven orifices, and his face was twisted like a demon: "You are very good to force me to use the 'Xuan Yin Ju Sha Flag'. You are good enough to stay in the flag and nourish it!"

As the battle flags waved, the debris of the battlefield covering hundreds of miles floated into the air. Broken limbs, broken halberds, and broken armor, wrapped in overwhelming resentment, turned into a blood-red torrent that covered the sky and the sun!
Gu Duyuan, who was leading the Xianbei cavalry and was slaughtering the fleeing soldiers on the flank, felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. His horse fell to the ground wailing.

Obviously, he was frightened by this sinister aura.

“This is actually a magic weapon!”

Zheng Jun's pupils shrank sharply, and he thought to himself.

The so-called magic weapon is an enhanced version of magical instruments and weapons.

It is held by the Yuandan Martial Saint and the Zhenwu Dharma Master.

Magical weapon is different from magical instruments and weapons.

This magical weapon can be said to be a fantasy-level weapon, while the magic treasure already has some fairy-like aura.

Just like the 'Fang Cun Mountain' in Zheng Jun's hand, it is a magic weapon.

The only difference is that the 'Fang Cun Mountain' is the 'Dragon Court' held by the former Yuandan Dragon King. It is a space magic weapon and has no killing ability.

The 'Xuanyin Jusha Flag' in Hong Shanhe's hand is obviously a magic weapon mainly used for attack and killing!
How could he have such a magic weapon?
How could he, who is at the third level of Tongqiao, have such a magic weapon?
Zheng Jun was briefly unconscious.

At this moment, Hong Shanhe's face turned pale, and he became visibly weak, even the flesh and blood all over his body shrank a lot.

But he laughed loudly and waved the Xuanyin Jusha Banner. The blood energy in the sky immediately condensed into a blood-red dragon, and shouted at Zheng Jun: "Go to hell, Zheng Sanlang!"

The golden patterns in Zheng Jun's eyes were as bright as the scorching sun. Facing the overwhelming pressure from the blood-colored dragon, he did not retreat but advanced instead.

"General Hong, are you thinking too much?"

Zheng Jun held the knife, not afraid of the might of the Xuanyin Jusha Banner, and the Xueshou Knife in his hand emitted a golden light: "How many times can you use this magic weapon?"

"Don't let the old general die before you kill Zheng!"

After saying that, a stream of bright light flashed out, and at this moment, Zheng Jun actually took the initiative to slash at the blood-colored dragon!
It's just a magic weapon!

It’s not like Yuandan Martial Saint came in person!
Zheng Jun wanted to see how much power Hong Shanhe could exert as a Yuandan Martial Saint by holding the Xuanyin Jusha Flag!
If he cannot kill me, then he comes here to offer me treasures!
(End of this chapter)