From the Valkyrie to the Endless

After seeing the scene in the sky clearly, her face changed suddenly.

Above the sky, there stood a figure, dressed in a black robe, with a tall and strong figure, no more than twenty years old, with a golden crown holding his hair, and purple and gold boots on his feet. He had dark eyes and a handsome face like a god, with almost no flaws to be found.

Stepping on the void?! How is it possible?!

Shen Qing felt a chill in his heart. Walking in the air was something that only those who had at least entered the fourth realm could do in ancient times.

This level of power is enough to overturn the world in this era. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is enough to move mountains and fill the sea.

The so-called land immortals and martial arts masters are nothing but clouds in front of the existence of this level.

"If you are not a human-demon, then there is no point in keeping you. If you were given ten years, you might be able to become something great. What a pity... What a pity..."

A voice suddenly rang in his ears. Under Shen Qing's gaze, the man suddenly smiled, slowly raised his hand, and a black light condensed at his fingertips.

A strong smell of death enveloped Shen Qing's heart, and his spiritual sense kept sending warning signs. A bone-chilling chill rose from his tailbone, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

Before she could make any move, a black light as thick as a finger fell from the sky, spanning a hundred feet of void, as fast as thunder and lightning, and pierced Shen Qing's heart in an instant.

The crushing defeat in realm left Shen Qing with no time to even react. The close-fitting soft armor that was impervious to swords and knives also did not play any role. When he came to his senses, blood was gushing out of his heart.

Shen Qing's blood and energy were flowing out madly, his body softened, he fell backwards, and fell heavily into a pool of blood, blood gushing out of his throat continuously.

She swept her eyes across the sky, and the black figure had disappeared. A sword light suddenly jumped up from the top of a mountain in the distance, chasing a dark cloud away.

"Miss!"

After the battle started, Hao Yun had been watching Shen Qing's position. He reacted immediately and rushed to Shen Qing's side. Seeing this tragic scene, his hands and feet trembled slightly and his expression was full of disbelief.

"Not dead yet..."

Shen Qing whispered, his breathing stopped, and his eyes stared at the sky blankly, like a corpse, but the blood flowing from his chest had stopped.

The moment her heart was pierced, she instantly reversed the sundial. At this moment, she was at her prime, and her body was not damaged at all.

The reason why she didn't dare to stand up was that she was afraid that the man would come back and attack her. If he hit her hard again and chopped off her head directly, she might not be able to react.

The worse outcome is being forcibly taken away and imprisoned, which would be truly helpless.

Hearing Shen Qingzhong's full-throated voice, Hao Yun was a little confused: "Then this is..."

"Don't make any noise. When I clean up the battlefield later, no one is allowed to get close to me."

Shen Qing gave a casual instruction and continued to lie there pretending to be dead. Memories surged in her head and she felt that the man looked familiar.

After a while, a name suddenly popped into her mind.

Yang Zongxian...

My previous incarnation had only seen Yang Zongxian from afar at a palace banquet, so I did not have a deep impression of him. If it were not for my extraordinary memory, I would have probably forgotten him long ago.

The Emperor of Daxia, the current Holy Lord, actually came to Qianzhou in person. He came here specifically to kill Yang Qiancheng because of her death?

Not quite like...

Recalling what Yang Zongxian had said before, Shen Qing seemed to have realized that Yang Zongxian must have come for the descendants of the gods.

After waking up, Shen Qing couldn't help feeling a headache. She had overestimated Yang Zongxian's strength, but she never expected that he had actually entered the fourth realm.

In the memory of that true god, there was an existence that had entered the fourth realm. He lived for over a thousand years and could move mountains and break peaks with a flick of his hand.

If Yang Zongxian wanted to, he could have razed the entire mountain range to the ground with a single slap, and turned tens of thousands of people into bloody mud. Why didn't he do that?

While Shen Qing was thinking hard, the ambush was almost over.

Most of Shen Lie's old subordinates are veterans who have fought on the battlefield for many years and are very experienced. They are especially adept at winning such a great victory.

In less than half an hour, the battle was over.

Of the more than 30,000 Northern Barbarians' soldiers and horses, only less than 5,000 escaped. After jumping out of the escape gate, they did not dare to look back and fled madly all the way to the Northern Territory.

The casualties under Shen Qing's command were no more than 300, most of whom died at the hands of those innate generals.

While cleaning up the battlefield, a large area was cleared around Shen Qing, leaving only Hao Yun and a few of his trusted aides behind.

It was not until the army withdrew and entered the pass to rest temporarily that Shen Qing slowly stood up, looked at the sea of ​​blood and corpses in front of him, and said softly: "Get the needle and thread."

After Hao Yun brought the needle and thread, Shen Qing dug out a female corpse of similar size to herself from the pile of corpses and began to sew it.

After a while, Shen Qing withdrew his hand, and his bones made a crisp sound, stretching a lot. At the same time, he picked up a set of armor from the blood mud and put it on, saying in a deep voice:

"Take this body back to the camp and inform the troops that Shen Qing is dead."

"Miss, this..."

Hao Yun understood immediately and reacted quickly with a complicated expression.

"Just do as you are told. From today on, Zhao Yu will be the commander-in-chief of the three armies."

Shen Qing replied casually, her visor falling to cover her face. After she stuffed the long knife in her hand into the female corpse's arms, she turned around and walked towards the pass:

"Don't call me Miss anymore."

The morning light is beginning to appear in the sky.

Inside the pass, in the empty training ground, there was a mountain of dead firewood and grass piled up nearly half a foot high, with hundreds of mutilated corpses placed on it, including Shen Qing.

In today's situation, cremation is the best solution.

The flames gradually grew stronger, shooting up into the sky and dyeing half the sky red. Zhao Yu stood quietly at the edge of the training ground, his eyes reflecting the dancing flames, appearing very calm.

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"The descendant of the Duke of Zhenguo?"

Inside the big tent, all the generals were skeptical as they looked at the little girl sitting behind the desk.

Among these generals, a large number of them were familiar with Duke Zhenguo Zhao Xiuhu, and some had even served under him.

The bloodline of the Duke of Zhenguo was cut off more than ten years ago. His sudden appearance at this moment is bound to arouse suspicion.

Among the generals, Zuo Jun took a deep look at Shen Qing standing beside Zhao Yu, then stepped out of the line slowly and knelt on one knee to salute:

"Zuo Jun, I'm here to see the Marshal."

"The matter is still unclear, you are too quick to recognize it, Marshal." Xu Cong frowned, with doubt in his eyes.

Shen Qing's death was too strange. If many people had not witnessed it with their own eyes, he would have found it hard to believe.

Zuo Jun turned a deaf ear to him, lowered his head and continued speaking:

"Shen Qing is the blood of the Grand Commandant after all. Regardless of the cause, he died on the battlefield today. His past honor and disgrace should be cleared. I suggest that the entire army wear mourning to comfort his soul."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 43: The Legacy of the Duke of Zhenguo

"allow."

Facing many brave warriors with blood-stained armor, Zhao Yu showed no fear and nodded calmly.

Among the crowd, only Hao Yun's expression changed slightly. In this way, the fact that Shen Qing was dead was an unchangeable fact. Zuo Jun had nailed Shen Qing's coffin lid directly, which was equivalent to cutting off his retreat.

From now on, there will be no such person as Shen Qing in the world.

"General Zuo, we haven't figured out where this girl came from yet, you are acting too hastily."

"Yes, even if she is really the descendant of a duke, how can a girl sit on the position of the commander-in-chief? This matter still needs to be considered in the long run."

There were many generals who held opposing opinions. Zhao Yu was too young, and his cultivation had only just reached the fourth level of the acquired realm, so it was difficult to convince others.

"I have been the Duke's personal soldier and have followed him for seven years. Who among you knows him better than me? The Marshal's features are exactly the same as the Duke's. How could I have made a mistake?"

The left army did not give in at all, and every word was sharp and powerful:

"Both are women, Shen Qing can sit, why can't Zhao Yu? Shen Qing is only seventeen this year, how much older can she be?"

After saying that, Zuo Jun changed the subject: "If she is not able to do it, will you, Gu Wujie, take the command? Or will you, Xu Cong?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the tent fell silent. The prestige of the Duke of Zhenguo in Qianzhou was beyond the reach of ordinary people. If Zhao Yu could not take this position, no one else in the camp would be qualified.

"Report——"

A centurion rushed into the tent and said, "We have discovered the Northern Barbarians' army thirty miles away. The estimated number is over fifty thousand!"

"Everyone prepare for battle!"

Zuo Jun said something hurriedly and walked out of the tent. The generals no longer had the heart to argue at this moment, as the war was more important.

Relying on the strategic location of the pass, their manpower is more than enough to resist an army of 50,000.

"Wait a minute."

Zhao Yu stood up and said succinctly, "Open the city gates and let the enemy in. There is kerosene hidden inside the pass. All troops should withdraw from the pass and hide in the forest. We will defeat the enemy with fire."

The current goal is not to hold on, but to eliminate as much combat power as possible in the Northern Territory countries and reduce the pressure on them after they go to the Northern Territory.

Before the generals could react, Zhao Yu spoke again: "After we defeat this group of chaotic troops, we will change our flags and armor and march to the northern region."

After destroying this rebellious army, together with the 30,000 troops previously, the Northern Territory countries have already been seriously injured, and their room for maneuver will be greatly increased.

All those present were veterans who had fought many battles. They reacted quickly and analyzed the pros and cons quickly. After confirming that the plan was feasible, they turned around and left without any hesitation and began to place kerosene in various hidden corners.

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[Expected duration of stay: ten years, ten months, and seventeen days. ]

Between the mountains and forests, Shen Qing leaned against a big tree, glanced at the estimated stay time on the light curtain, and then looked at the sundial. With a slight movement of his mind, he tried to turn the middle wheel clockwise for the first time.

hum-

Twelve hours passed under the pointer one after another, and invisible ripples dissipated from Shen Qing's side. The innate true energy in her body suddenly increased by one point, and at the same time, a faint feeling of hunger surged in her stomach.

The energy of heaven and earth in the outside world is not enough to keep her alive without eating.

Shen Qing couldn't help but take a deep breath when she realized the changes in herself. Before, she didn't have any energy source and she didn't dare to try anything casually. The result now didn't surprise her.

Since it can reverse time, the sundial can also make the future come earlier.

The only surprise was that the energy consumed in turning the sundial clockwise was obviously much less than that of reversing the time, a difference of nearly dozens of times. With Shen Qing's current remaining energy, it was enough to speed up the time by more than a hundred days.