Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

Within the territory of the Song Dynasty, on an official road, a thousand soldiers escorted a magnificent carriage, which was traveling towards Suzhou.

Inside the car sat a frail young man in his early twenties, but his face was full of worry.

"What bad luck! I transmigrated after just one night's sleep, and to this Song Dynasty, which is beset by internal and external troubles."

"Fortunately, the person who replaced me was a newly appointed city lord, and he even had the same name as me, so he was at least a high-ranking official. But what city lord is there in the Song Dynasty? And my position as city lord is extremely powerful; I have the final say in the entire city of Gusu."

"Sigh, I can accept being transported to the Song Dynasty, but why are there still martial arts forces like the Five Greats, the Beggars' Sect, Shaolin, and the Tianshan Sect?"

"What's even more outrageous is that outside of the Song Dynasty there are the Yuan Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty, the Sui Dynasty, the Han Dynasty, the Qin Dynasty... This is clearly a combination of all the dynasties in one place."

Su Qingfeng had learned that the Song Dynasty had previously been besieged by the Liao, Jin, and Western Xia states. Although the crisis had been temporarily averted by ceding territory and paying reparations, these countries could attack again at any time. He didn't know how long he could remain the city lord.

"Your Majesty, we'll arrive in Suzhou this afternoon. It's noon now, shall we rest for a while before continuing our journey?"

The voice of Wang Hu, the commander of the guards, came from outside the carriage. Most of what Su Qingfeng knew was told to him by Wang Hu along the way. Wang Hu was a master of the third level of the Innate Realm, and it was thanks to his escort that Su Qingfeng had come here from the imperial city of Kaifeng.

Su Qingfeng's father was originally Lord Wuxiang, who was transferred to Gusu after inheriting the title. Don't ask why the Song Dynasty has the title of "Lord"—this is a world of martial arts, where everything illogical is logical.

"Wang Hu, let's find a place to rest, and let the soldiers rest too."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Su Qingfeng looked out of the car, feeling a surge of unease. He didn't know how long he could live in this world. Now that his meridians were blocked and he had no hope of practicing martial arts, he had long since given up on the idea of ​​learning martial arts.

"Ding, system restart. Hello host, I am the Treasure Chest System."

A female voice suddenly rang in my mind.

Su Qingfeng suddenly stood up.

"Wow, I have a system too? Time travel is really reliable; every time traveler comes with a system!"

"Ding, host, stop daydreaming. There aren't that many transmigrators in the world. You were just accidentally brought to this Tianxuan Continent by this system during a spacetime turbulence. If this system hadn't been damaged, it wouldn't have been bound to you."

Su Qingfeng was furious:

"Ha, I didn't want to come! Then why don't you send me back to my original world?"

The system responded with a sneer.

"**In those novels you've read, are there any where the system sends the original owner back to their original world?"

"Uh, I don't think so."

"Host, this system has been damaged in the spatial turbulence and is about to enter a dormant state. Subsystems will then serve you. Now you can ask me a question."

"**, I have so many questions, why can I only ask one?"

"There's only one question left. The system is about to go into hibernation. Do you want to ask it or not?"

Su Qingfeng had no choice but to say:

"Question: System, what exactly are you for?"

"This system is a treasure chest system. The host can claim one treasure chest each month, which can contain items or characters from countless worlds. That concludes the introduction. This system is now going into hibernation. Final reminder: You can use the system space; consider it your newbie treasure chest. I'm leaving."

Su Qingfeng hurriedly pressed for an answer:

"**System, why did you only say that much? Give me more details! System, answer me quickly!"

"Ding, the Treasure Chest System has begun serving the host."

Hearing this monotonous voice, Su Qingfeng understood that the system had fallen asleep and was now just a subsystem.

He thought for a moment, realizing he hadn't gotten the treasure chest yet, and asked:

"System, do I have a treasure chest right now?"

"Ding! Host, would you like to claim your first treasure chest?"

"receive."

"Ding! The treasure chest has been sent to your system space. The next treasure chest will be available for collection in one month."

"Open the treasure chest."

Su Qingfeng looked at the treasure chest in the system space and spoke to the system.

"Ding! The treasure chest has been opened. Congratulations, host, you have obtained 100,000 elite troops and 100,000 taels of gold."

Su Qingfeng looked at the reward with a hint of helplessness:

"**This is a world of martial arts, what use do I have for an army? Wouldn't it be better to give me some elixirs and martial arts manuals?"

After waiting for a while and receiving no response from the system, Su Qingfeng had no choice but to accept it.

On second thought, having these troops would at least allow them to protect themselves, and they could also defend Suzhou.

He took out two cards from the system space and understood their usage: the army could be summoned in batches, and each of them would have a legitimate identity upon arriving in this world and would be absolutely loyal to him, saving him a lot of trouble.

Su Qingfeng glanced at the borrowed soldiers outside and said to the system:

"System, deploy 10,000 cavalry five miles away and have them come to see me later."

"Ding, 10,000 elite cavalry have been deployed and will arrive at the host's side within half an hour."

After hearing this, Su Qingfeng lifted the carriage curtain and said to Wang Hu:

"Wang Hu, let these soldiers go back. We don't need them anymore."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hu said anxiously:

"Your Majesty, if all these soldiers leave, we'll only have a little over a hundred guards left. Your safety will be in grave danger."

Wang Hu had noticed something different about Lord Wu Xiang lately. Ever since he last inquired about matters in the martial arts world, the lord had been sullen, but now he seemed to have cheered up again.

Su Qingfeng looked at the loyal Wang Hu, smiled, and said:

"Wang Hu, we have an army. Borrowed soldiers must eventually be returned, so why don't we send them back now?"

Wang Hu was taken aback:

"We have an army? Where?"

Su Qingfeng glanced at a teahouse not far away:

"You don't need to ask about these things now. Let the soldiers go back; we'll go to the tea shop in front and wait for the army to arrive."

Su Qingfeng didn't know how to explain the origin of the army to Wang Hu, so she pretended to be mysterious and made him think that it had been recruited in advance.

Wang Hu glanced at Su Qingfeng and nodded in agreement:

"Yes, I'll send them back right away."

Su Qingfeng added:

"Remember to give them some money; it's not easy for them to escort you all the way."

He is not short of money now—he has 100,000 taels of gold in the system, and the property left by his predecessor is also considerable, totaling more than 200,000 taels, making him extremely wealthy.

"Understood, Your Majesty."

After dismissing the borrowed soldiers, Su Qingfeng looked at the remaining hundred or so guards. These were all left behind by his father, and each one was utterly loyal.

The carriage arrived at the teahouse, and Su Qingfeng stepped down, surrounded by guards.

"Waiter, bring our young master a pot of good tea!" Wang Hu called out to the shop.

"Alright! Please have a seat, young master. The tea will be here shortly!"

Su Qingfeng glanced around the simple teahouse and then sat down. While traveling, he wasn't particular about the taste of tea; instead, he wanted to experience what ancient tea was like.

Wang Hu and his guards stood watch around the area. With feuds raging in the martial world, he was constantly worried about Su Qingfeng's safety.

As soon as the tea was served, Wang Hu took out a silver needle and probed the pot to test for poison.

Su Qingfeng watched helplessly—even drinking a sip of tea required such caution; the world was indeed far from peaceful.

Seeing Wang Hu nod to indicate that it was not poisonous, Su Qingfeng raised her cup and drank the tea. The taste was surprisingly good.

"Wang Hu, let the guards take turns having some tea. There aren't many people here, so there's no need to be too tense."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Su Qingfeng rested for a while at the teahouse, then noticed an ordinary-looking woman in plain clothes leading a little girl of about five or six years old. They were probably also heading to Suzhou.

The little girl watched Su Qingfeng drink tea, and couldn't help but lick her lips:

"Mother, I'm thirsty."

"Good girl, Yan'er, drink water after we get to the city." The woman patted her head.

Su Qingfeng looked at the pretty young girl and smiled:

"Young lady, come and have some tea with me. Madam, the child should be given some water if she's thirsty. She's so young, and it's still half a day's journey to Suzhou. How can she endure it?"

"Thank you, sir!"

The girl looked at her mother, and seeing her mother nod, she happily ran to Su Qingfeng's side.

Su Qingfeng was both amused and exasperated when she called him "uncle."

"Hey, little girl, I'm not that old. You should call me brother."

The girl glanced at Su Qingfeng, her face innocent:

"But you're about the same age as my mother."

"Uh... well, let's just call him Uncle then." Su Qingfeng glanced at the girl's mother and shook his head helplessly.

The woman secretly sized up Su Qingfeng and saw that he had no internal energy and his guards were ordinary, so she figured he was just an ordinary rich kid.

Su Qingfeng asked the girl again:

"What's your name?"

My name is Yan.

"Yan? What's your surname?"

"I don't have a surname."

"No surname?"

"Um. What's your name, sir?"

"My name is Su Qingfeng."

Yan stared longingly at Su Qingfeng:

"Uncle Su, could my mother have a bowl of tea too?"

Su Qingfeng gently stroked her head:

"Of course, please invite your mother to sit down as well."

"Thank you, Uncle!" Yan happily ran to find her mother.

She hadn't expected to meet such a kind person. The mother and daughter had been on the run for a long time and had run out of money, so meeting Su Qingfeng made Yan extremely happy.

A moment later, Yan arrived with an ordinary-looking woman. Su Qingfeng asked the waiter to bring a new pot of tea.

"Thank you, Young Master Su."

The woman's voice was soft and gentle, which surprised Su Qingfeng somewhat. He didn't think much of it and continued drinking his tea.

While we were resting, a group of men in black on horseback suddenly appeared on the road.

Upon seeing the newcomers, Yan's mother immediately stood up—she hadn't expected them to have followed them all the way here.

"Jing Ni, you can't escape this time," the leader of the men in black said coldly. "Those whom the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) wants to kill never survive."

Jingni looked at these people expressionlessly and said:

"I never thought that even after I fled from the Eastern Continent to the Southern Continent, you would still find me."

Su Qingfeng was stunned for a moment—this seemingly ordinary woman was actually Jing Ni? Then wouldn't the little girl beside her be the future Jing Ni, Tian Yan? Isn't that a character from "Qin's Moon"?

Could it be that the world over there really is the world of the Qin Dynasty? Su Qingfeng was secretly shocked and couldn't help but stare at Jing Ni for a few more moments.

He had just arrived in this world and didn't understand many things yet, but the appearance of Jing Ni had already shocked him greatly.

On the other side, as soon as Wang Hu saw the man in black appear, he immediately led his guards to raise their crossbows in preparation.

He whispered a suggestion to Su Qingfeng:

"Your Majesty, these people are quite skilled. Should we leave first?"

Su Qingfeng glanced at Jingni and asked Wang Hu in return:

"Can you handle the guards?"

Yan overheard the conversation beside Su Qingfeng and was secretly surprised. She hadn't expected that this handsome middle-aged man was actually a Duke—the highest rank below a King. And the fact that he seemed willing to lend a hand gave Yan a glimmer of hope.

Wang Hu still cautiously advised:

"Your Majesty, it wouldn't be difficult to kill them instantly with crossbows, but why should we provoke these martial arts practitioners?"

"Then kill these men in black."

"yes!"

"Ready—fire!"

The sound of arrows whistling through the air was followed by screams of agony.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the dozens of assassins from the Luo Wang organization were killed or wounded. The survivors tried to rush forward, but were met with another wave of arrows and fell to the ground one after another.

Jing Ni, holding the Jing Ni Sword, stared blankly as the Luo Wang assassins were shot down round after round by crossbowmen.

She didn't understand why this man named Su Qingfeng would help her and her daughter.

Seeing that the guards had swiftly wiped out the Luo Wang assassins with crossbows, Su Qingfeng immediately got up and ran to the side to vomit.

He had been holding back until now, only unable to hold back any longer after all the enemies were defeated.

This was the first time Su Qingfeng had ever seen ** in person. He had never even killed a chicken before, and the thought of those black-clad men pierced by crossbow bolts made his stomach churn.

"Uncle, have some tea to rinse your mouth."

Yan carried a bowl of tea to his side.

Su Qingfeng accepted it, a little embarrassed: "...Thank you, little girl."

Yan smiled gently as she looked at him.

"I should be thanking you. You helped me and my mother just now."

After rinsing her mouth, Su Qingfeng returned to the teahouse with Xiao Jingni. Wang Hu led his guards to keep watch around the area, but he couldn't help feeling uneasy when his gaze swept over Jingni.

Wang Hu secretly weighed his options. If he were to actually fight this woman, he feared he would be defeated in just a few moves. He couldn't help but feel more wary of her.

"Thank you very much for your help, Your Majesty."