A Thousand-Year Journey Through the God of War

Pang De thought that this battle was simply too exciting. For a general who had fought on the battlefield for many years, every life-or-death battle would bring valuable experience, but this was the first time he had experienced such a thrilling battle. He had always pursued the pinnacle of martial arts, and it seemed that he would have more opportunities to learn from Zhao Ying, the president of the War God Hall, in the future.

The group slowly made their way forward, and gradually the towering walls of Wancheng came into view. Not long ago, Dou Shen, Wu Shuang, and others went out of the city to search for Ying Ge. Based on Feng Xuexin's deduction, Zhang Xiu and Dian Wei would definitely launch a surprise attack on Wancheng, so she secretly sent Wu Shuang back to teach them a lesson. From then on, Cao Cao's army and the undead generals dared not spy on Wancheng again, and the crisis in Wancheng was completely resolved. Outside Wancheng, Cang Lang, Tian Nu, and Xiao Lian stood side by side. They had already heard Yue Luo and Yue Sha recount the entire battle, and Zhu Que had led Yue Luo and Yue Sha to Xinye and Fancheng to fetch Xiang'er and Xiao Xue. Seeing everyone return, Cang Lang quickly arranged for the soldiers to welcome Dou Shen and the others into the city and settle them properly. Now, all that remained was to wait for Xiang'er and Xiao Xue to treat them.

At this moment, in Xinye City, Liu Bei's army was filled with laughter and jubilation. Under Zhuge Liang's command, Liu Bei's army had decisively defeated Xiahou Dun's army at Bowang Slope using a fire attack, striking fear into the hearts of Cao Cao's troops, who fled back to Xuchang in disarray. Everyone was now attending a victory banquet at Liu Bei's residence, creating a lively and festive atmosphere. Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun had never enjoyed a battle as much as this. Since joining Liu Bei, they had suffered more defeats than victories, which was why Liu Bei's army had never had a base of operations. Therefore, the three of them praised the strategist Zhuge Liang for his brilliant military tactics. However, Zhuge Liang humbly told them to rest well during this time, as Cao Cao would be leading a large army to personally arrive in a few days, and he would need the three generals' full assistance. Zhang Fei quickly patted his chest to guarantee this, and Guan Yu and Zhao Yun nodded emphatically as well.

At the banquet, a stunningly beautiful woman in a light green dress and a handsome man in military uniform sat together, attracting much attention. They were Xiang'er, the vice president of the War God Hall, and Shangguan Yunlong, one of the four War Gods of the War God Hall. The two were talking quietly, seemingly enjoying their conversation, yet also deliberately maintaining their distance. To outsiders, however, they appeared to be a perfect match, a match made in heaven. Both had made significant contributions to the Battle of Bowangpo. Xiang'er not only possessed unparalleled medical skills but also assisted Zhuge Liang in strategizing, having a thorough understanding of many military matters. Shangguan Yunlong, taking advantage of the fire at Bowangpo, single-handedly tore apart Xiahou Dun's tens of thousands of soldiers' formation, narrowly missing Xiahou Dun's life. Such terrifying combat prowess earned the deep admiration of Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun, all renowned warriors capable of defeating ten thousand men. Liu Bei looked at the two with great satisfaction. With Zhao Ying, the strongest warrior in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zuo Ci, a hermit, and the God of War with the soul of the Heavenly Martial God, how could the War God Temple Guild not be defeated, or the Han Dynasty not be restored?

At the same time that Dou Shen and his companions set off to search for Ying Ge, outside Fancheng, Cao Cao's army surged in from afar like a tidal wave, relentless and unending. On the city wall, Qinglong frowned deeply; at this rate, Fancheng was in grave danger! Just as he was pondering this, a man in black robes and black armor hurriedly walked up to the city wall. Qinglong looked closely and recognized him as Xuanwu. Xuanwu said, "Brother Qinglong, Cao Cao's offensive is too fierce, and reinforcements are slow to arrive. If we hold out for too long, we will surely lose. Perhaps I should select five hundred elite soldiers as suicide squads to charge into the enemy's center, cut down their banner, and kill their commander. Maybe then we can save Fancheng!" Qinglong sighed and said, "That's the only way. Xuanwu, you must be very careful." "Don't worry, Brother Qinglong!" Xuanwu accepted the order and went to prepare. Qinglong watched Xuanwu's retreating figure, his eyes... His heart couldn't help but feel a little damp. Ever since Liu Bei visited Zhuge Liang three times to invite him to his thatched cottage, Zhao Yun had been transferred from Fancheng to Xinye by Zhuge Liang. The heavy responsibility of guarding Fancheng was left to Qinglong, Xuanwu, and a few others. Now, Xinye was facing the pressure of Xiahou Dun's army and could not provide reinforcements to Fancheng. As for Xiangyang, due to the machinations of villains like Cai Mao and Zhang Yun, Liu Biao's reinforcements were also delayed. Moreover, Liu Biao was bedridden, and it was unknown what would become of Jingzhou in the future.

Outside the east gate of Fancheng, Xu Chu watched Xuanwu and his men emerge from the city gate with disdain. A mere few hundred dared to storm the central army and assassinate him—they were practically courting death! He ordered his men to let Xuanwu and his men in. Xuanwu, on the other hand, felt the resistance lessen as he fought his way through the enemy ranks. The closer he got to the central army, the weaker the enemy's resistance became, seemingly on the verge of collapse. However, he had no time to think further. He saw the Cao army's main banner nearby, the large character "Xu" fluttering in the wind, but the enemy commander was nowhere to be seen. Just as Xuanwu was wondering what was happening, a massive, fully armored man, exuding murderous intent, approached—it was Cao Cao's personal bodyguard, Xu Chu! Xuanwu was shocked. He hadn't expected the enemy commander to be Xu Chu; they were on completely different levels. Remembering his earlier plan to assassinate Xu Chu, Xuanwu's heart sank. He hastily ordered a retreat, but it was too late. Ever since his defeat at Rangshan against Zhao Yun, Xu Chu had harbored resentment. This resentment festered when he encountered Dong Zhuo, whose ear had been cut off by Guan Yu. The two engaged in a fierce battle, and no matter how hard Xu Chu fought, he couldn't gain the upper hand against Dong Zhuo. Later, Dong Zhuo told him he had entered the demonic path, becoming a disciple of a great demon. Ten years of hellish training had propelled his demonic power from second-rate to the pinnacle of martial prowess. Therefore, even though Guan Yu had cut off his ear, he suffered significant internal injuries, which Guan Yu deliberately concealed. Following Dong Zhuo's recommendation, Xu Chu also became a disciple of the great demon. This attack on Fancheng was a mission given to Xu Chu by the great demon, so he had to give it his all. Although Xu Chu didn't bring his elite Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, his personal guards were extremely powerful. Furthermore, with Xuanwu and his group already under Cao Cao's command, they were completely surrounded and unable to escape. In no time, the five hundred elite warriors that Xuanwu had brought out were almost completely wiped out.

Xuanwu was tightly entangled by Xu Chu and completely at a disadvantage. However, Xu Chu was in no hurry to kill him, but instead toyed with Xuanwu like a cat playing with a mouse. Xu Chu's broadsword was powerful and heavy, each strike making Xuanwu's arms numb. Just when he was about to give way, a weapon that was neither a whip nor a hammer came crashing down on Xu Chu. With a loud clang, Xuanwu's ears rang, but he managed to escape and dodge Xu Chu's fatal blow. Still shaken, Xuanwu turned around and saw that Heimei had arrived. Her attacks were wide and powerful, each strike carrying the force of a thousand pounds.