A Thousand-Year Journey Through the God of War

At this moment, Wudi, leading the White Tiger, Po Jun, Tan Lang, and Qi Sha, routed Cao Cao's army, causing them to flee in terror. Cao Cao's army collapsed like a house of cards, leaving Wei Yan, who was watching Xiao Xue play the zither from the city wall, utterly astonished. If Xiao Xue were on the enemy's side, his own side would have no chance of victory. At this moment, Wei Yan felt a growing affection for Xiao Xue, realizing that joining Liu Bei was truly the best decision he had ever made. Chen Dao, seeing Wei Yan's expression, couldn't help but laugh heartily, "I already told you, Miss Xiao Xue is the strongest support character in the War God Temple!"

Seeing Zhang He and his two companions fleeing in defeat, Xu Chu lost all will to resist. He brandished his Black Tiger Golden Saber, unleashing a black wall of energy that swept towards Hei Mei, Qinglong, and Xuanwu. Then, seizing an opportunity, he turned and ran. However, Hei Mei had been waiting for her chance. Seeing Xu Chu's attempt to escape, she leaped into the air. With the aid of Xiao Xue's zither music, the attack range of her weapon instantly doubled, and its power also doubled. Xu Chu suddenly felt a chill and hurriedly parried with his Black Tiger Golden Saber. A loud clang rang out, and Xu Chu felt his blood surge. His tiger's mouth was split open, forcing him to flee on his saddle. Fortunately, it was only one strike; a second strike would have severely injured him. When Qinglong and Xuanwu looked at Hei Mei, they saw that her face was flushed and she was having difficulty breathing, but thankfully she was unharmed. This exchange made her realize that there was still a considerable gap between her and the peak level of the world's top martial arts masters.

With the collapse of Cao Cao's army, the Battle of Fancheng, fought by the Temple of War Gods, was a final victory. The troops cleaned up the battlefield and seized countless supplies. Back in the city, Qinglong began to count the casualties, but the situation was far from optimistic. Of the five thousand men who defended Fancheng, less than two thousand remained, and Wei Yan's one thousand men had also lost more than half of their force. Xiaoxue thought for a moment and said to Qinglong, "Brother Qinglong, Cao Cao's army has suffered a great defeat and may not be able to attack again in the short term, but we must be prepared to fight Cao Cao's army again." Qinglong nodded and asked, "Then what should we do?" "First, please ask Brother Chendao to go to Xinye City to report the situation here, and then request some reinforcements. As for Fancheng, we will take turns guarding the four city gates in pairs, and the remaining two people will serve as a mobile force to provide support at any time." So, Qinglong followed Xiaoxue's suggestion and divided everyone into five groups: Qinglong and Heimei guarded the east gate; Baihu and Qisha guarded the west gate; Pojun and Tanlang guarded the south gate; Xuanwu and Xiaoxing guarded the north gate; and Wudi and Xiaoxue were stationed in Fancheng to provide support at any time.

After hearing Qinglong's plan, Wei Yan asked Xiaoxue with a puzzled look, "Miss Xiaoxue, what should I do?" Xiaoxue looked at Wei Yan and smiled sweetly, "If Brother Wenchang isn't going to Xinye with Brother Chendao, there is indeed an important matter that needs to be entrusted to you." "Oh? What is it?" Wei Yan immediately perked up, finally able to show off his abilities. "It's that Brother Wenchang needs to return to Xiangyang City and continue to contact knowledgeable people to help Liu Bei." Xiaoxue thought for a moment and said, "Also, if Cao Cao personally mobilizes the entire nation to attack, Xinye and Fancheng will be in danger. At that time, we will still need Brother Wenchang to open the gates of Xiangyang City and welcome Liu Bei into Xiangyang." After receiving the order, Wei Yan left happily. Wudi watched his departing figure, feeling angry, and complained loudly, "I don't think this Wei Yan is a good person. From beginning to end, his eyes were only on Xiaoxue." Everyone was speechless and looked at each other with a smile. But then Xiaoxue's sweet voice rang in everyone's ears: "The land is shattered, demons are rampant, and I am living in a chaotic world. How could I care about such sentimental matters..." Wudi watched Xiaoxue muttering to herself, trying to figure out what she was thinking. It seemed that she had no good feelings towards Wei Yan. He was overjoyed.

On the city wall of Fancheng's east gate, Qinglong looked at the black-clad woman wielding a strange weapon and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Blackie, what kind of weapon is that? And what was that move you used when you chased Xu Chu? It looked really powerful." Blackie smiled, revealing a set of white teeth: "This weapon is called the Sea-Severing Whip, meaning that if used at full power, its power can sever rivers and seas. My move is called the Divine Hammer. The moment it's wielded, the attack range and power double. This is the ultimate killing move I've mastered. It's just a pity that my skill is limited, so that move wasn't perfected. Otherwise, I might have been able to seriously injure Xu Chu." "Oh? So, if you master your skill in the future, can you use this move without restriction?" Qinglong asked in surprise. "No, this time, with the help of Little Xue's zither music, I used it easily once, but it put a huge strain on my body. Even if I master my skill in the future and don't need Little Xue's help, the number of times I can use it will be extremely limited," Blackie said awkwardly. "Ah, that's a real shame," Qinglong sighed.

On the city wall of Fancheng's west gate, Baihu, holding the White Tiger Halberd, said to Qisha, "With Wudi and Xiaoxue guarding Fancheng, Cao Cao's army will certainly not dare to attack easily. However, I am worried that Liu Biao of Jingzhou is getting sicker and sicker. Cai Mao, Zhang Yun, and other Jingzhou surrender faction members will not only not provide reinforcements to our lord, but they will probably hand over the nine counties of Jingzhou to Cao Cao in the future." Qisha tightened his grip on the Seven Kill Soul-Severing Blade: "Now that Wei Yan has returned to Xiangyang, if the situation changes, he will definitely send someone to inform Pojun and Tanlang."

On the city wall of Fancheng's south gate, Po Jun and Tan Lang gazed intently towards Xiangyang. After a long while, Po Jun's loud voice rang out: "The Battle of Fancheng has lasted for more than half a month. I wonder what the situation is like with Wei Yan." "There shouldn't be any major changes for now. We can only wait and see. If any news comes from Xiangyang, we must immediately inform our lord." "That's all we can do. We need to be on high alert and ready for battle at any time," Po Jun said, gripping his Po Jun Serpent Spear.

On the city wall of Fancheng's north gate, two figures, one tall and one short, stood side by side. Both wielded spears, and both had sought instruction in spear techniques from Zhao Yun in Xinye City. However, their progress was vastly different. Xuanwu was rather mediocre, neither particularly outstanding in offense or defense, and his strength was neither great nor small. The weapons in the army were unsuitable for him; only his family's iron spear was somewhat usable. Although Zhao Yun had taught him all spear techniques except the Seven-Probe Serpent Spear, Xuanwu hadn't grasped the essence of any of them, thus rendering him utterly helpless against Xu Chu. Xiaoxing, on the other hand, was completely different. He had mastered the essence of all of Zhao Yun's spear techniques except the Seven-Probe Serpent Spear. This made Xuanwu sigh, realizing that his younger brother standing beside him was destined to become a future star, helping his lord conquer battlefields. He was undoubtedly the youngest War God in the Hall of War.

Inside the General's Mansion in Fancheng, Wudi and Xiaoxue sat facing each other. These past few days had been the happiest time for Wudi, spending every day with the person he loved, feeling incredibly blissful. He noticed Xiaoxue sitting there motionless, lost in thought, just like every day, and asked, "Xiaoxue, what's wrong? You seem a bit distracted lately." Xiaoxue looked up at Wudi, a hint of worry flashing across her stunning face: "It's been so long, I wonder if Brother Wushuang and the others have found Brother Ying yet."