Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 564 Lord Gong asked the Marquis what he wanted to exchange Yun Cang City for.

The 30,000-strong army surged into the sky with bloodthirst, crashing into the shadow of the azure dragon, making the originally faint shadow of the ten-thousand-foot-long azure dragon even more solid.

The northeastern horizon suddenly dipped, and Bai Shaoting's phoenix-winged gilded halberd ignited a prairie fire.

Eight thousand Crimson Scale War Cavalry trampled the ruins of twelve beacon towers with their iron hooves, and every crimson scale pattern on their armor resonated with the Zhenyue Cauldron floating in the river mist: "Crimson Scale Warriors!"

The moment the golden halberd pointed to the sky, eight thousand streaks of qi and blood pierced through the clouds.

"To forge a dragon spine for the Marquis—"

"boom!"

Above the sky, the shadow of the azure dragon solidified completely, and the light and shadow on the golden dragon's spine were as dazzling as the blazing sun.

Lei Ming's three thousand Wind and Thunder Cavalry crashed into the frozen hills, and the oil-soaked linen wrapped around their ring-headed swords ignited with ghostly blue flames.

A whirlpool in the middle of the river erupted with a hundred-foot-high column of water, and Du Mingyuan stood in mid-air, stepping on the blood-red dragon flag.

The keels of the 50,000 Xiangnan naval warships simultaneously lit up with "water-dividing" runes, and the waves torn apart by the ramming horns of the ships actually condensed into scale and claw shapes.

"Hear my command, lads of Xiangnan!" Du Mingyuan waved his command flag, and a surge of energy rose from the warship. "Today, with our fighting spirit, we will forge horns for the Azure Dragon!"

"Rumble--"

At the moment when the blood and energy of three million people surged to the sky, the power of the water veins at the bottom of the Yuncang River exploded with a deafening roar.

Blood-red light and shadow rose from the frozen earth, and the sound of every battle flag fluttering transformed into a dragon's roar.

Zhang Yuan slashed horizontally with his long sword, letting out a long shout that resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Daqin——"

The moment the blade swept across the void, three million battle roars shattered the Eastern Wei Crimson Dragon Battle Banner.

"Wan Sheng!"

"hold head high--"

The roar of the azure dragon shattered the clouds that stretched for miles, and the long sword in Zhang Yuan's hand merged with the ten-thousand-foot-tall dragon shadow in an instant.

Where the blade passed, the void shattered like glass, and the Eastern Wei Crimson Dragon Battle Banner was swept by the aftershocks of the blade and instantly turned into dust!
This is the might of the Qin army!
Ten thousand years ago, the Great Qin Dynasty swept across the nine continents and myriad regions with its battle formations of blood and qi, becoming the master of all living beings and confronting immortals and demons head-on!

What force in the world can withstand the might of an army of three million?

"Formation!"

The nine purple-scaled demonic dragons on Xiahou Zheng's back swelled wildly, and the Soul-Devouring Dragon tattoo on his python robe writhed like a living creature.

The ice lotus, cinnabar wheel, and Cangming mirror beneath the feet of the four grandmasters simultaneously unleashed pillars of light that reached the heavens, protecting Yuwen Changkong in the center.

The beam of light flashed, but melted away like wax the moment the blade touched it.

"Crack!"

Yuwen Changkong's breastplate exploded with spiderweb-like cracks, and this famous general of Eastern Wei vomited blood from all seven orifices.

The halberd in his hand bent into a bow shape amidst the roar of a dragon, the blade curling back and piercing into his own chest cavity, white bone fragments mixed with organ shards spraying three feet high!
"puff--"

King Tuoba Shanyue of Zhenhai slammed his knees into the basalt city wall, and blood-red cracks appeared on the surface of the Cangming Treasure Mirror.

Yu Yangzi's jade wheel behind his head shattered with a deafening roar, and the emerald poisonous miasma burned through his Taoist robe.

The thousand-foot-long ice lotus beneath Yin Jiuling's feet evaporated inch by inch, and the cold mist condensed into ice crystals in the dragon's shadow, causing a torrential rain to roll back!

"Rumble--"

The thirty-zhang-high Xuan Tie city gate of Yun Cang City was dented like the skull of a giant beast, and the runes of the city's protective array were swept away by the dragon's tail into a sky full of fireflies before they could even light up.

150,000 Crimson Dragon Riders collapsed like waves of wheat, their heavy armor melting into molten iron as their blood clashed, scorching the frozen earth for miles!
"happy!"

Lei Hao lashed out with his thunder whip, shattering the last layer of protective purple energy. He laughed wildly as he watched the four Grandmasters stagger and cough up blood: "What kind of bullshit eleventh place on the Heavenly Ranking? Under Lord Hou's blade, they're not even as good as mudfish!"

Yu Wanjun's Panlong Halberd caused the earth's veins to rumble, and the Canglang Dragon Vein wrapped around the halberd resonated with the illusory image of the Azure Dragon.

As this Guardian of the Heavenly Court gazed at the burning battle flags on the riverbank, the power of his blood and qi could no longer be suppressed, and he charged toward the Grandmaster realm!

Suddenly, a towering torrent erupted in the middle of the river, and the phantom of a blue dragon, carrying the remaining power of Zhang Yuan's sword, pierced straight into the East China Sea. Hundreds of miles away, the Eastern Wei navy's warships, struggling against the current, capsized like paper boats, and the twelve sea-guarding lighthouses snapped in half amidst the roar of the dragon!
"His-"

The sky was torn open by the sword energy, creating a dark rift, and the turbulent void flow shaved the battlements of Yuncang City into a flat cross-section.

Xiahou Zheng's body was half blown into a bloody mist, and his remains crashed through the seven layers of barbican and embedded themselves in the dragon-carved pillar of the main hall.

As this top-ranked expert gazed at the figure riding a dragon approaching, his pupils reflected the blood droplets that had splattered onto Zhang Yuan's python robe as he sheathed his sword.

The blood droplet refracted a seven-colored halo under the morning sun, like a crown and necklace bestowed upon the martial arts of the Great Qin.

Imperial City.

Qin Tianjian.

Changning Marquis Su Jing's eyes shone brightly as he watched the slowly dissipating blade light. He clenched his fist and roared, "With three million soldiers as the blade and eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers as the weapon, this strike from Qingyang Marquis shall be recorded in the annals of martial arts of my Great Qin!"

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A massive war that stretched for thousands of miles, spanned the territories of two countries, and involved nearly five million troops, shaking the entire Eastern Jianghu, came to an end after Yun Cang City changed hands and the Zhen Tian Si army entered Yun Cang City.

In this battle, the Zhen Tian Division used Jiujiang County as the center of its strategy, using Tang Yujue as bait. Taking advantage of Yuwen Jue's rescue, they secretly laid seventy-two dragon-trapping pillars at the bottom of the Yun Cang River, supplemented by the Immortal-Slaying Crossbow Formation and a bounty on the Jianghu, weaving a net of heaven and earth.

The martial arts world and the government formed a net, and Marquis Qingyang Zhang Yuan offered a bounty on the martial arts world. A million martial artists from the Eastern Region gathered to besiege and kill the seventh grandmaster on the Heavenly Ranking, presenting a magnificent and breathtaking picture of pursuit.

Marquis Zhang Yuan of Qingyang personally held the chessboard, surrounded by a million warriors from the eastern border like a swarm of sharks. The three armies of Duke Han Qi of Ningguo, Vice Minister of War Zhou Chang, and Marquis Ji Liang of Xichang joined forces, forcing the seventh Grandmaster of the Heavenly Ranking into a desperate situation of being surrounded on all sides.

Three million troops from the Eastern Territory converged on Yuncang City. The three high-ranking officials in charge of the Eastern Territory's military cooperated tacitly. The domineering aura of Marquis Qingyang in slaying a Grandmaster on the battlefield demonstrated the majesty of the Qin martial arts.

When Yuwen Jue died in front of Yuncang City, and the four Grandmasters simultaneously came to the rescue of Yuwen Changkong, the Grand Commander of the Eastern Wei Border Garrison, Zhang Yuan unleashed a terrifying sword aura from the army formation, melting the heavy armor of 150,000 Crimson Dragon Cavalry into molten iron. Yuwen Changkong's ribs were shattered, and he knelt on the city wall.

The blood and qi of the three million-strong army transformed into a blue dragon. With a single, earth-shattering strike, Marquis Qingyang shattered 150,000 Crimson Dragon Cavalry, severely wounded four Grandmasters and Yuwen Changkong, the Grand Commander of the Eastern Wei Border Garrison, and captured Yuncang City without lifting a finger.

Thirty miles of scorched earth along the riverbank bears the imposing marks of the Qin Dynasty's martial prowess, and the remains of twelve sea-guarding lighthouses still bear the deep claw marks of dragons.

This battle consumed 300 Blood Dragon Crossbows and 50,000 Evil-Breaking Talismans, and also fused the blood and qi of 3 million soldiers into the shape of an Azure Dragon.

After the battle, the Eastern Wei army withdrew its troops overnight, leaving a hundred miles of land outside Yuncang City stained with a murderous aura and bloodstains.

In the popular tales of "The Record of Slaying the Dragon," the stories of the Cold Crow Sword Sect exchanging broken swords for titles and the Five Poisons Sect extracting dragon blood to refine poison have become legendary.

The Zhen Tian Si (a military command) used this opportunity to collect the rosters of secret agents from the seven eastern states, and a million warriors were all brought under the control of the imperial court after this bloody battle.

The valor of Qingyang Marquis in slaying a Grandmaster on the battlefield further deterred the martial arts world of the Eastern Territory from harboring any disloyal thoughts for ten years.

Yuncang City.

The quiet room of the city lord's mansion.

In the quiet room, Zhang Yuan sat cross-legged, surrounded by blood and light.

"Master Hou."

Outside the quiet room, Luo Hongxiu bowed and clasped her hands in greeting.

"The delegation led by Gong Yuzheng, the Vice Minister of Rites, has arrived in the city. Lord Gong has instructed me to inform the Marquis that the Eastern Wei has sent envoys to negotiate peace."

"Lord Gong asked the Marquis what he wanted to exchange Yuncang City for."

In the quiet room, Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment and then handed over a scroll of paper.

Luo Hongxiu handed the scroll of paper to Gong Yuzheng.

Gong Yu unfolded the scroll, and saw only one name on it.

Ji Yuntang.

Ji Yuntang, a Confucian and Taoist master who fell into the hands of the Wei Kingdom.

Gong Yu slowly rolled up the paper, looked ahead, and his eyes revealed a deep look.

"One city for one person."

"From this day forward, the name of Marquis Qingyang, known for his righteousness and integrity, shall be known throughout the world."

(End of this chapter)