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"Shouldn't we at least report this to Prince Qi?"

Miao Chengtian naturally didn't believe that Qin Chuan could rival a thousand troops, but she also knew that she couldn't stop Qin Chuan, so she had no choice but to bring up the Empress.

"The opportunity to fight is fleeting. You can return after reporting this!"

Qin Chuan said no more, and led eight hundred cavalrymen straight towards Wang Yanzhang's central army camp.

"So be it!"

Miao Chengtian gritted his teeth and spurred his horse to give chase.

She was born with a terminal illness and was destined not to live past thirty.

Rather than waiting to die in despair, it's better to go crazy with this young master Qin, so that our lives won't have been in vain!

Eight hundred elite cavalrymen, without any baggage, naturally moved at an extremely fast speed.

Just two hours later, Qin Chuan led his men on a night raid of hundreds of miles, arriving at a high slope outside the Liang army camp.

He gazed into the distance and saw that Liang Jun's camp stretched for an unknown distance, its scale beyond imagination.

However, just as he had expected, Wang Yanzhang had already allowed the army to rest and recuperate, and apart from the necessary sentries, the camp was not heavily guarded.

"Young master, your strategy is truly brilliant!"

Miao Chengtian felt a surge of hope. Perhaps this young master Qin could really defeat the 100,000 Liang troops with only 800 cavalry?

"Remember, the enemy outnumbers us, so we must not linger in battle. Follow me straight to Wang Yanzhang's central camp!"

Qin Chuan raised the crescent moon in the well and led his men in an assault on the Liang army camp!

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves was particularly jarring in the darkness, making the whole earth seem to shake.

Chapter 35 A Battle That Shook the World, the Young Marshal's Fame Spreads

In the central army camp, Wang Yanzhang, clad in black armor, wiped the long spear in his hand.

For some reason, he felt a sudden urge tonight, and although it was almost midnight, he still couldn't fall asleep.

Fortunately, the other soldiers slept very soundly.

This campaign is extremely important for the Great Liang.

If he can defeat the allied forces of Qi and Jin, then all the feudal lords in the world will be terrified and beg for surrender from Emperor Liang.

At that time, the chaos will end, and the world will be unified once again...

As Wang Yanzhang was envisioning the future, a thunderous sound of horses' hooves suddenly rang out, like a landslide, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

His expression suddenly changed.

Scouts reported to him the movements of both the Qi army and the Jin army, even though they were still hundreds of miles away.

How could there be an enemy attack at this time?

Wang Yanzhang didn't have time to think too much. He rushed out of the tent and roared.

He was a top-tier expert at the Middle Heaven level, and he also practiced the Dragon Roar Technique, which could make his roar reverberate for tens of miles.

However, the enemy's offensive was too fierce and too swift.

They showed no interest in fighting and charged straight at his central camp, setting fires along the way.

When the Liang soldiers awoke from their sleep, most of the camp was engulfed in flames.

The scene was chaotic; everyone was only thinking about escaping, and the discipline of the army had completely vanished.

If Wang Yanzhang could step forward, perhaps the situation could be stabilized.

The enemy had already stormed into his central camp.

"State your name!"

Wang Yanzhang's expression was indignant, his spear pointing directly at the masked leader:

"I do not kill nameless nobodies!"

"Some people call me the Young Marshal."

The masked man spoke, his voice icy and chilling.

Wang Yanzhang racked his brains but couldn't recall such a person existing in the world.

This person dared to launch a night raid on his central army camp; someone with such courage could not possibly be an unknown individual.

"Playing tricks! I'd like to see what you're really like behind that mask!"

Wang Yanzhang thrust his spear forward, aiming a thrust at the masked man.

With a crisp clang, the spear in Wang Yanzhang's hand snapped in two.

He didn't even see how his opponent drew his sword before he lost the ability to resist and became a humiliating prisoner.

Wang Yanzhang could only glare angrily to express his shock and anger.

With a command, the masked man, along with Wang Yanzhang and his men, drove away.

Any Liang soldiers who dared to stand in his way were cut down with a single stroke.

Hundreds of miles away, in the Qi army camp.

The empress paced back and forth, extremely anxious.

Qin Chuan and his eight hundred cavalry disappeared for an entire night, and have not returned to camp since, nor has any news of them come.

Her scouts searched the area within a fifty-mile radius, but found no trace of them.

So many living people seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Now that things have come to this, she can only comfort herself that the guy is a master of martial arts and nothing bad will happen to him.

"Prince Qi, is it possible that this man has defected to the Liang army?"

A man dressed as a scholar in white robes suddenly spoke.

He appeared gentle and polite, with his large ears being particularly striking.

"impossible!"

The Empress resolutely refused.

She preferred to believe that Qin Chuan had led eight hundred cavalrymen to charge against a hundred thousand Liang soldiers rather than believe he would do such a thing.

"You can't judge a book by its cover, so it's best if Prince Qi doesn't trust others so easily."

The big-eared man offered a 'kind' reminder, but it sounded like he was spreading rumors.

"How I act is none of your business, Holy Lord!"

The empress glanced at the man with large ears, a look of disgust flashing in her eyes.

This person was none other than Li Siyuan, the Holy Master of Tongwen Hall. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but in reality, he was extremely treacherous and cunning, and he was ruthless in his actions.

If Zhu Wen hadn't been so powerful, she would never have wanted to cooperate with him.

"Prince Qi..."

Before Li Siyuan could say anything more, a cheer suddenly erupted outside the tent.

Immediately afterwards, a figure covered in blood stepped into the tent, and the lingering murderous aura emanating from him made Li Siyuan's brows twitch.

"Where did this killing god come from?"

Li Siyuan was astonished. When did the Qi Kingdom have a general with such a strong killing intent?

"Where have you been all night?"

The Empress gave a slightly annoyed snort.

However, his gaze lingered on Qin Chuan, as if worried that he might be injured.

"I went to take care of some things. Don't worry, I'm not injured. The blood on me is someone else's."

Qin Chuan replied softly, and the murderous aura that lingered on his body instantly dissipated, making him appear gentle.

"And this is...?"

Li Siyuan keenly sensed that something was wrong between the two and asked them aloud.

"Where is the young marshal? I want to see him! I want to see the young marshal!"

Suddenly, another angry roar rang out outside the tent.

Both the Empress and Li Siyuan felt the name was somewhat familiar, as if they had heard it somewhere before.

"Bring him in."

Qin Chuan waved his hand slightly.

Miao Chengtian happily led Wang Yanzhang into the camp.

"Wang Yanzhang?!"

The Empress and Li Siyuan recognized him at a glance.

They were old rivals, always meeting on the battlefield, but now Wang Yanzhang was a prisoner.

"Young Marshal! You defeated my army of 100,000 with only 800 elite cavalry. I, Wang Yanzhang, am utterly convinced of your defeat!"

Wang Yanzhang stood tall and proud, showing no sign of being a prisoner:

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! I only ask for a swift death!"

"Eight hundred elite cavalrymen can defeat an army of one hundred thousand?"

Li Siyuan was dizzy and speechless.

The last time such a victory was achieved was during the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period, when Cao Wei general Zhang Wenyuan decisively defeated Wu ruler Sun Quan at Xiaoyao Ford.

He had always thought this was an exaggeration, but real-life examples were unfolding right before his eyes.

"You're really courting death!"

The Empress was both surprised and delighted.

What surprised her was that Qin Chuan actually did just as she had thought, leading eight hundred cavalry to charge against the 100,000 Liang troops.