Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 618 Has Marquis Qingyang already perished, or is he not even in the Prefectural Governor's Mansion at all!
Luoying Gorge.

Eagles find it difficult to cross; this is the Eagle-Falling Gorge.

The winding mountain wall, no more than twenty feet wide, with its cliffs like a sluice gate, blocked the Qin and Wei states.

This place, Luoying Gorge, is like a bag with its opening tied up; it is a dangerous place for military strategists.

Three thousand soldiers carefully crossed the Eagle Falling Gorge and only breathed a sigh of relief when they reached an open area.

All the soldiers were on tenterhooks.

Yu Rangcheng, riding a warhorse ahead, was soaked with sweat.

As we traversed the winding mountain path, a figure in the distance waved a blue flag.

"My lord, they are from the Yun Gu caravan." The warehouse official in a gray robe standing beside Yu Rangcheng showed a look of joy on his face.

Yu Rangcheng nodded and led his soldiers forward on horseback.

They had only gone a few hundred paces when the captain leading the troops suddenly shouted, "Ambush!"

"Formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, squads of Wei soldiers in blue armor charged out from the surrounding mountains, their longbows fully drawn.

"Shhhhh-"

Arrows rained down like rain.

"Protect the adults!"

The captain shouted, and the soldiers, who had formed a circular formation, charged forward. Several soldiers carrying large shields rushed in front of Yu Rangcheng and raised their shields.

The granary official beside Yu Rangcheng was shot through the body by an arrow and fell off his horse.

Several civil officials around him were dragged up the cliff by the frightened warhorses and then fell into the valley. Others were thrown off their horses and trampled, breaking their bones and tendons.

Yu Rangcheng sat upright on his horse, his face pale.

"It's over..."

He finished speaking; it wasn't him who was surrounded and killed.

He finished speaking. The caravan's provisions were gone, and Yunming Prefecture was finished.

"Send the signal arrow for reinforcements!" the commanding officer shouted from the rear.

Yu Rangcheng's expression shifted, and he sighed softly, "Everyone, it is I, Yu Rangcheng, who have let you down."

"I'll fight my way through; as many of you as you can escape, that's your chance..."

The Wei army had planned this all along; how could they possibly let them escape so easily?

Not only did Yu Rangcheng fail to bring back the grain, but he also put three thousand guards in danger. He has no face to live.

With a low shout, he drew his long sword from his waist and was about to charge out on horseback when he was blocked by a figure.

"Commander Yu, await reinforcements."

The sound wasn't loud, but it sent a shiver down Yu Rangcheng's spine.

He recognized the figure blocking his warhorse.

It was a powerful Zhen Tian Si officer who had been following behind Qing Yang Hou!
What are people from the Zhen Tian Division doing here?

Luo Hongxiu remained calm, glanced around, and then raised her hand, sending a golden-red whistling arrow soaring into the sky.

On the distant mountain ridges, a group of Eastern Wei warriors dressed in black robes and black armor, pushing rows of tall crossbows, moved slowly forward.

This is the Eastern Wei's powerful siege weapon, the city-burning crossbow, capable of killing even grandmasters.

"Woo——"

Behind Eagle Falling Gorge, in the mountains and fields, the sound of signal horns rang out, and plumes of smoke rose into the sky, transforming into long black dragons.

War breaks out.

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The county seat of Donghan County.

On the steps outside the main hall of the prefectural governor's mansion, Zhao Defang looked up with a solemn expression.

"The three grandmasters have gone to Eagle Fall Gorge."

Beside him, Liu Peiyuan, who had recently returned from Jiuchuan Prefecture, whispered something.

Those three streaks of light were clearly visible even from a hundred miles away.

"Didn't you say that these grandmasters wouldn't interfere in matters of the Eastern Territory?"

Liu Peiyuan looked at Zhao Defang with a puzzled expression.

Zhao Defang shook his head and said, "Perhaps, they came to the Eastern Territory for this very reason?"

Liu Peiyuan was taken aback, and his expression changed slightly.

"Could it be..." Outside the prefectural government.

On the opposite side of the street, in the attic, Rao Ming's astonishment was impossible to conceal.

"The prefecture alone produced fifteen Grandmasters, and they all went to Eagle Fall Gorge?"

"Could this be the true scheme of Marquis Qingyang?"

The fact that so many grandmasters had gathered in the Donghan County government was already extremely unusual.

Rao Ming and Yao Baiyue remained outside the prefectural government office, not only to find out the fate of Qingyang Marquis, but also to see what so many grandmasters were up to.

At this moment, news came from Luoying Gorge that three thousand patrol guards were surrounded. It was thought that the Great Qin would send out border troops, but unexpectedly, fifteen Grandmasters from the prefecture gathered directly and headed straight for Luoying Gorge.

Does a rescue operation really require so many grandmasters?
"I'm going to see Zhang Qingyang," Yao Baiyue said calmly as she stood up.

"Teacher, you—" Before Rao Ming could finish speaking, Yao Baiyue had already stepped out of the window, her golden aura distorting space and disappearing completely.

When she reappeared, Yao Baiyue was already in the back alleys of the prefectural governor's mansion.

He looked at the walls of the backstreet and alley, reached out, and wrote a golden character.

The writing swirled, opening a cyan light gate. He took a step out and disappeared again.

After opening the portal three times in a row, Yao Baiyue finally stopped.

He was now standing outside the back courtyard of the prefectural governor's mansion.

However, his path was blocked by a figure.

Zhuang Moxuan, a disciple of Master Bailu Mountain, wearing a blue official robe.

Zhuang Moxuan is now not only a Grand Scholar of the Wenyuan Pavilion of the Great Qin Dynasty, but also a Master of Confucianism and Taoism in the Xiaoyao Realm.

"Confucian cultivators from Qingtian Continent?"

Looking at Zhuang Moxuan, Yao Baiyue shook her head and said, "You can't stop me."

He moved swiftly, and with a flick of his brush, he made a mark.

A blue cloud pattern appeared around Zhuang Moxuan, and he reached out and smashed down a large golden seal with golden light.

"Guarding the Golden Seal?"

Yao Baiyue was stunned. The ink dragon drawn by the ink brush collided with the golden light on the gold seal and exploded.

He took a step back, and the dark colors around him coalesced into a dragon shadow.

"Simply borrowing the power of the Great Dao is not enough. You are not Zhang Qingyang, and the Heavenly Dao will not recognize you."

Yao Baiyue's voice rang out, and with a flick of her hand, the dark dragon split into three, crashing towards Zhuang Moxuan once again.

In that instant, the entire sky above the prefectural governor's mansion was stained with ink.

Zhuang Moxuan's expression remained unchanged. The golden seal in his hand was surrounded by layers of golden light, which transformed into three large golden characters: "Guard", "Defend", and "Suppress".

The three large characters collided with Mo Long, causing him to stagger backward.

Yao Baiyue let out a long laugh, put her hands behind her back, and followed behind Mo Long.

"If you want to use my power to become a Grandmaster, you'll have to ask me if I agree."

Before Yao Baiyue could finish speaking, a voice rang out calmly: "If you don't ask, then what are you going to do?"

The sound arose, and the sword flashed.

The golden, righteous power traveled along with the sword light, shattering the three black dragons almost instantly.

"The Way of the Sword is vast and boundless, Meng Haoran, who cultivates both Confucianism and swordsmanship, you have already entered the Grandmaster realm."

Yao Baiyue looked at the figure standing with a sword in hand, and a strange expression finally appeared on her face.

That figure in the long robe holding a sword, who else could it be but Meng Haoran from Haoran Academy?

At this moment, Meng Haoran's righteous power caused the image of heaven and earth to distort, clearly a scene of a Grandmaster creating his own world.

However, Meng Haoran's cultivation had only recently broken through, and he was far from having fully mastered the power of the Great Dao.

His title of Grandmaster was merely nominal.

"One of you wants to borrow my strength to break through your current realm, and the other wants to borrow my strength to solidify and hone your skills."

Yao Baiyue glanced at the two people in front of her, a slight smile on her face: "You think I'm too easy to talk to, don't you?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned.

"No, two top Confucian and Taoist experts are staying here. You are obscuring the secrets of heaven!"

"Has Marquis Qingyang already perished, or is he not even in the prefectural governor's residence at all!"

With a long shout, Yao Baiyue flew forward, pointing her finger out. The golden dragon shadow roared, as if it would tear the heavens and earth apart.

(End of this chapter)