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

After hearing this, Consort Yan nodded and said:

"Alright, I'll go back and give it a try. But if I leave, you'll be all alone. Changsun Wuhou just returned to Gusu City the other day; should we call Yaoyue and Lianxing back?"

"No need. That crazy woman will only cause trouble if she comes. Nothing will happen here. The martial arts world is still searching for Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, and Yangzhou is much more peaceful now."

"Then be careful. If things get bad, use your teleportation to escape."

"Don't worry, I know. Take Zi Nu with you this time too."

"Aren't you going to keep arguing with her?"

"Forget it, I can't argue with her. Just tell her that if she hangs out with Wei Zhuang and Han Fei again, I'll bring her back."

"Okay, I understand."

"Let's rest first, and set off again tomorrow."

Early the next morning, Yan Fei set off. She brought with her ten thousand Netherworld Iron Cavalry that Su Qingfeng had taken from the system space—the fifty thousand troops that Su Qingfeng had previously acquired were all Netherworld cavalry.

Su Qingfeng also instructed Yan Fei to allocate 10,000 troops to Liu Hai, thus giving Liu Hai 30,000 Netherworld Iron Cavalry. Even if war were to break out during Ying Zheng's coming-of-age ceremony, this iron cavalry would be able to quickly defeat the enemy.

Meanwhile, thirty miles outside Yangzhou, the Song family was besieged by Du Fuwei's army of over 100,000.

The Song family's troops had already fled for ** days, and the Jianghuai army was in hot pursuit, leaving everyone exhausted.

Song Yuzhi and Song Yuhua supported each other as they walked. She looked around and saw that everyone looked tired, even the two thugs were panting heavily. Meanwhile, her older brother was still fawning over the Korean woman. Song Yuzhi couldn't help but feel helpless at the sight.

She turned to Song Que and said:

"Father, are we going to keep running away forever?"

Song Que glanced at Fan Qinghui beside him and could only sigh softly.

"What else can we do but run? That's an army of over 100,000. Du Fuwei is clearly going to wipe them out. Even if I kill them all, I can't kill all of the Jianghuai army." Fan Qinghui looked back at the billowing dust and hurriedly said, "Song Que, we'll be safe as long as we reach Yangzhou City. Tell your men to hurry. Du Fuwei's cavalry is about to catch up."

"Qinghui, Du Fuwei clearly intends to capture Yangzhou this time. We shouldn't go to Yangzhou."

"Shut up, Song Que. I have nothing to do with you. From now on, please call me Fan Qinghui, or Master Fan. If you're not going to Yangzhou, I'll go by myself."

After speaking, Fan Qinghui turned and headed towards Yangzhou. She knew that Su Qingfeng was in Yangzhou, and that his elite troops were in the city. Du Fuwei's ragtag army was no match for the Sui Dynasty's elite forces.

The thought of Su Qingfeng filled Fan Qinghui with helplessness. Her disciple, Shi Feixuan, was now nearly as skilled as herself, but no matter how she questioned her, Shi Feixuan refused to reveal how Su Qingfeng had helped her improve her strength. Fan Qinghui dared not let Shi Feixuan stay by Su Qingfeng's side any longer; she was truly afraid that the unpredictable Su Qingfeng would "devour" Shi Feixuan—Shi Feixuan was the successor of Cihang Jingzhai, and Fan Qinghui could not bear to watch her beloved disciple be ruined.

Seeing that Fan Qinghui had angrily flown to Yangzhou, Song Que hurriedly led his men to catch up. Although he was worried about Fan Qinghui's safety, he also understood that she wouldn't run to a dangerous city without a reason. There was no other way but to follow her, hoping that Fan Qinghui wasn't taking their entire family to their deaths.

Inside the Yangzhou Imperial Palace, Su Ming strode up to Su Qingfeng, bowed, and reported: "Your Majesty, scouts have reported that Du Fuwei is leading over 100,000 Jianghuai troops toward Yangzhou."

"Oh? Du Fuwei is attacking Yangzhou already? Earlier than expected." Su Qingfeng considered the plot of this martial arts world and felt that some discrepancies were normal. "Su Ming, when will they reach the city?"

"Your Majesty, the army will be at the gates of Yangzhou in less than two hours."

Su Qingfeng immediately ordered: "Order Tong Hu to lead the Xiaoguo Army out of the city to assemble and prepare for battle. He has long wanted to fight, and this is a good opportunity to test the fighting strength of my Sui Dynasty's elite Xiaoguo Army. All 20,000 garrison troops in the city are to go to the city walls for vigilance."

"yes!"

After Su Ming left, Su Qingfeng sat alone, deep in thought. He had been in Yangzhou for nearly half a year, yet Ning Daoqi had still not delivered the He Shi Bi jade. It seemed that the monks at Jingnian Temple were unwilling to hand it over.

The monk Liaokong was already quite skilled, and with the assistance of the four great monks, it would be difficult for Ning Daoqi to seize the He Shi Bi jade. Unless he made a decisive move at Jingnian Temple, but given his temperament, he probably wouldn't harm those monks.

At this moment, a pretty maidservant brought tea to Su Qingfeng's side and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please have some tea."

Su Qingfeng looked at the maid named Wei Zhenzhen and smiled slightly. He hadn't expected that Yuwen Tuo would choose her as one of the maids, and even more coincidentally, Wei Zhenzhen hadn't been sold to the old man at the steamed bun shop by her father. Su Qingfeng didn't ask her if she knew Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling—since those two had lost the Longevity Formula, they probably wouldn't amount to much in the future, so he naturally didn't care what would become of them.

"Wei Zhenzhen, go and call Hua Yuenü and Hua Xingnu over. Tell them I'm looking for them."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wei Zhenzhen bowed and quietly withdrew. She was quite content with her current life. She had felt hopeless when her father sold her to the government, but who knew that the highest official in Yangzhou was selecting maids for an even more noble person. Several of them were selected to enter the emperor's palace, and Wei Zhenzhen was even appointed as the head maid by Lady Wu Xiangjun, responsible for serving Lady Wu Xiangjun.

Inside Yangzhou, Murong Qiudi and Yan Shisan saw the Xiaoguo Army mobilize and knew that Su Qingfeng was up to something again. Over the past ten days, Murong Qiudi had clashed with him several times, but each time he had managed to gain the upper hand and leave.

"Look at the fierce look on the Xiaoguo army's face, are they about to start a war?"

"That must be it. Let's go out of the city and take a look."

"it is good."

In a nearby teahouse, Ximen Chuixue watched the army leave the city and, recalling the Martial Lord Wu Xiang, a slight twitch appeared on his lips. He frowned and pondered for a moment, then used his lightness skill to follow the army out of the city.

Other martial artists who had not gone to find Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling also followed them out of the city, all wanting to see where the Xiaoguo Army was headed.

Outside Yangzhou, 30,000 elite troops were already in formation, with 20,000 infantry and 10,000 cavalry standing at attention, awaiting the arrival of the Jianghuai army.

By this time, Fan Qinghui had also arrived outside the city. Seeing Su Qingfeng's army ready for battle, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had rushed all the way, fearing that Su Qingfeng was unaware of Du Fuwei's attack. Fan Qinghui leaped straight to the front of the army and asked General Tong Hu, "Where is your Lord Wu Xiang?"

Upon seeing that it was her, Tong Hu quickly waved his hand to stop the surrounding soldiers—this woman had a delicate relationship with the emperor, and her disciple, Shi Feixuan, was the emperor's future wife, so he naturally dared not neglect her.

"Master Fanzhai, His Majesty will arrive shortly."

Seeing that the army did not stop her, Fan Qinghui knew that the general might recognize her, or perhaps it was out of consideration for her disciple Shi Feixuan. She then walked directly to Tong Hu, the general of the Xiaoguo Army, and asked:

"General Tong, I heard that your lord has begun cultivation and has even entered the Innate Realm?" Upon seeing Fan Qinghui arrive, Tong Hu immediately dismounted and bowed, replying, "Indeed, your lord has indeed reached the Innate Realm."

Fan Qinghui hadn't expected the rumors to be true. That guy had actually started cultivating. She wondered what kind of treasure Su Qingfeng had used to help Fei Xuan break through to the peak of the Grandmaster realm, and even Su Qingfeng himself had entered the Innate realm.

She suddenly remembered the Evil Emperor's Relic that Su Qingfeng had promised to give to Empress Zhu Yuyan—if Empress Zhu Yuyan obtained the relic, she might break through to the Grandmaster level, at which point Cihang Jingzhai would be in danger.

Swish swish swish——

"Those in front, retreat immediately! Anyone who gets close to the army will be killed without mercy!"

Just then, Song Que and his entourage arrived outside Yangzhou. Seeing that the city was garrisoned by the Sui Dynasty's most elite Xiaoguo Army, Song Que immediately understood why Fan Qinghui had come. With the Xiaoguo Army stationed there, Du Fuwei's ragtag army would have no chance of taking Yangzhou, and might even be annihilated. Seeing Fan Qinghui enter the army, Song Que tried to follow, but was stopped by a hail of arrows.

Song Que and the others were puzzled: Why could Fan Qinghui enter the military camp, but they could not?

Upon seeing the army, Fu Junzhuo immediately understood—they must be Wu Xiangjun's subordinates. She had followed them all the way here after seeing them escorting Wu Xiangjun to Yangzhou.

Thump thump thump thump thump—

Suddenly, war drums sounded in the distance, and Du Fuwei led more than 100,000 Jianghuai troops toward Yangzhou.

"Second Brother, Du Fuwei is also going to attack Yangzhou. Should we join forces with him?" "Xiuning, we only have five thousand cavalry. Let's wait and see."

On a hillside outside Yangzhou, Li Shimin gazed at the army outside the city, feeling helpless. He had led his most elite Xuanjia Iron Cavalry to seek revenge on Su Qingfeng, but he hadn't expected that the person who had humiliated him was none other than the Song Dynasty's Wu Xiangjun, who now controlled the Sui Dynasty's Xiaoguo Army. More than ten days had passed, and Li Shimin was still at a loss.

Today, however, he felt a slight sense of exhilaration—a scout reported that Du Fuwei was leading over 100,000 Jianghuai troops to attack Yangzhou. Li Shimin felt that the time might have come, and he could use this opportunity to eliminate Wu Xiangjun Su Qingfeng.

Li Xiuning frowned slightly as he gazed at the Xiaoguo Army outside the city. This was the most elite force of the Sui Dynasty, and even their heavily forged Xuanjia Iron Cavalry was no match for these battle-hardened Xiaoguo soldiers.

Li Xiuning was very worried about the safety of the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry. She feared that once they engaged in battle, the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry would be overwhelmed by the Xiaoguo Army cavalry, and might even suffer a crushing defeat, resulting in heavy losses in the battle of Yangzhou.

She knew her second brother had come to Yangzhou to find Wu Xiangjun, the powerful official of the Song Dynasty. Wu Xiangjun had taken away her brother's fiancée, Changsun Wuhou, and Li Xiuning hated him intensely. In her eyes, Wu Xiangjun was a wicked and powerful figure, and she wished she could kill him immediately and rescue Changsun Wuhou.

At the front of the Xiaoguo army, Song Que stopped them from letting his men infiltrate the ranks. Fan Qinghui in the army did not respond, so Song Que led his men to bypass the Xiaoguo army from the side and climbed to a high ground to observe the battle.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling smeared their faces dirty, afraid of being recognized by martial arts practitioners. They couldn't understand why the Korean woman hadn't told the Song family that they possessed the "Longevity Manual," or even pressured them to hand it over. This puzzled them greatly.

dong dong dong dong-

Heavy footsteps echoed from afar. A moment later, a massive, dark mass of figures appeared—more than 100,000 men. The martial artists present gasped in shock at the sight.

Du Fuwei's Jianghuai Army confronted the Xiaoguo Army outside Yangzhou. Several generals escorted Du Fuwei to the front of the army. A deputy general, looking at the well-ordered Xiaoguo Army, frowned and said: