Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

General Zhao Wanli personally led the charge, raising his silver dragon spear high, his shouts echoing across the battlefield: "Follow me and charge into battle to kill the enemy!"

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"

The cavalry charged through the enemy lines, carving out a large open space, where corpses and blood flowed everywhere.

Zhao Wanli wore the Tiger Might General Armor and a dark red tiger-striped robe. Wherever his long spear passed, nothing survived.

With a sweeping motion, the wind from his gun shook the ground, and more than a hundred rebel soldiers at the front were knocked to the ground. He personally took charge, seemingly aiming to crush the entire Tianliang Formation in one fell swoop.

The numerous Tianliang soldiers who had been surrounding the city gate were driven back by the cavalry's imposing presence and fled in all directions.

The cavalry first circled the city wall, then threw jugs of oil at the battering rams, which posed the greatest threat, from behind. The flames immediately burst into flames inside the wooden building, no longer blocked by the rough fireproof cloth as before.

Before Tianliang could react to the cavalry, several tall battering rams leaning against the city wall were already ablaze with flames soaring into the sky.

Amidst the whistling of burning flames, the cavalry continued their charge southward, and most of the Tianliang guerrillas retreated.

A few breaths later, the Tianliang army's formation, which resembled the shape of a Bagua (Eight Trigrams), began to rotate, and a group of elite archers emerged from it.

The archers were uniformly dressed and were all strong and powerful men. At the command, they all drew their large bows to their full extent and released them at the same time, unleashing a torrent of arrows at the oncoming cavalry.

The arrows first struck the armor of the leading general, only causing dents without any effect. The cavalry behind were also fully armored, making it difficult for arrows to penetrate them.

However, while the armor was unaffected by arrows, the horses beneath the warriors were less able to defend against them.

After a volley of arrows, a dozen or so horses suddenly tilted backward and fell to the ground, their momentum throwing their riders to the ground.

The fallen soldiers immediately got up again and caught up with the crowd on foot, continuing their charge.

A hail of arrows rained down, and a squad of shield-and-spear soldiers moved in front of the archers to block their charge.

But when the officer leader lifted the reins, the horse leaped high into the air, overturning those who tried to stop it and charging into the archers' ranks, hacking and slashing.

Hundreds of cavalrymen behind them roared and shouted as they broke through the shield wall and entered Tianliang's Bagua formation.

Both the shield-bearers and archers were driven to the brink of collapse and retreated one after another, causing the originally complete Bagua formation to become flawed.

A moment later, a loud shout came from within the chaotic Bagua formation:

"Zhao Wanli, do you dare to fight me again!"

"What is there to be afraid of?!" The officers and soldiers pulled on the reins, and the horse's forelegs rose high.

The spears gleamed with a silvery light, and against the backdrop of the towering pillars of fire in the distance, they looked like celestial warriors descending to earth, majestic and awe-inspiring.

In an instant, a golden light suddenly shone from the enemy formation, and a heavy figure leaped into the air, wielding a slash that hurtled towards Zhao Wanli like a meteor.

General Zhao simultaneously leaped from his horse, brandishing his spear, and thrust it towards the golden light in the sky—

With a whooshing sound like a silver dragon's roar, the silver and golden lights clashed and paused in mid-air for a moment.

The next moment, the sound of the great bell swept across the entire battlefield.

Xi Heng was still resting on the high point of the city wall behind her. In just a short while, she had recovered some of her energy.

Watching the fight between two martial arts masters in the distance, she hesitated whether she should also go closer.

Before Xi Heng could make up his mind, the other generals of the Great Zhao had already set out, using their light footwork to rush to the battlefield outside the city.

Among them was a female warrior wielding a sword and wearing red armor. Her speed was much faster than that of ordinary internal energy practitioners, but her aura did not resemble that of a fully transformed internal energy practitioner.

For a Dark Force martial artist, a distance of several hundred meters is only ten breaths. The general had already exchanged a few moves with the Transformation Force martial artist from Tianliang, and then distanced himself from them.

The generals stood behind the general, forming a semi-circle, their eyes fixed on the enemy's martial arts master.

Tianliang, having transformed into a powerful force, halted his steps, as numerous other military generals approached from behind.

All the surrounding soldiers, whether ordinary or elite, gave way to the generals of both sides, keeping a large area clear and not daring to approach.

In the empty center of the battlefield, the two powerful warriors faced each other from afar, their auras both imposing and serene.

The surrounding sounds gradually subsided. Not only the shouts of battle, but even the catapults that had been operating continuously stopped. The ordinary soldiers attacking the city dispersed, and the archers loosened their bowstrings.

For a brief moment, the chaotic world was shrouded in silence.

Only the howling of the wind and the roar of fire remained, along with the fluttering of the flags on both sides.

Xi Heng sensed that the decisive battle was about to begin.

When she was previously appointed as a military general of the Great Zhao, she had never heard of such a development.

It was probably because she was not a real military officer, but only a temporary combatant, and because she was a royal child, that the general did not want her to be in danger, so he did not let her participate in the battle.

However, with a major battle about to break out, how could Xi Heng stay put?

She then caught up with some of the Zhao generals who were still on the road, jumped off the city wall, and rushed toward where the general was.

Having decided to join the battle against the Transformation Realm martial artist, Xi Heng didn't hesitate any longer. Amidst the raging flames of war, he quietly uttered the word "save."

In an instant, the world seemed to have been paused, suddenly coming to a standstill.

The roar of fire vanished, the sound of the wind dissipated, and the waving battle flags seemed to freeze instantly, while the rolling smoke stagnated on the spot.

All movement and sound ceased, and Xi Heng himself remained frozen in place, as if his soul had left his body, unable to feel his physical form.

In the utter silence, words appeared in front of my eyes.

[Archived]

Two large characters floated in front of me, like the words "Load Save" that one would see in a gray, hazy space after the physical body has died.

Xi Heng subconsciously confirmed it, and the two words turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

A faint light appeared, revealing two files that resembled an inventory. The files were printed with two pictures: one of jagged roof beams and the other of a dark scene of war.

There were no written descriptions in the file, but she could inexplicably understand it; the file above it was from when she was in a village at the foot of Yaowang Mountain.

The one below is the second save file she confirmed just now.

When loading a save file later, you can choose any of these files.

Gradually, the file interface turned transparent and faded away, and the world in front of Xi Heng regained its sound and movement.

She paused for a moment, then looked away and continued to approach General Zhao at the front.

Although it felt a bit strange just now, it's fine as long as I saved it.

With the new save file set, her mind became incredibly calm. She no longer cared what injuries she might suffer in battle, whether she could be healed, or even if she was seriously injured and near death during the fighting.

Like the other generals with internal strength martial arts, Xi Heng landed behind the general.

Zhao Wanli suddenly glanced back, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before turning back around.

The sky and earth were dark, and the general wore a tiger-mask bronze mask, so Xi Heng couldn't see the other's eyes or expression. But now, none of that mattered.

She slowly drew her blood-stained longsword, facing the dozens of Liang warriors in front of her, and gradually assumed the stance of the Red Thread Sword Technique.

The night wind blew, and the armor plates on people's clothes rustled constantly.

Most of the skilled soldiers have already gathered, while the number of people on Tianliang's side is still gradually increasing.

"Zhao Wanli, instead of staying behind the city wall and hiding like a coward, you dared to lead a mere few hundred men to charge into our position. You have committed a cardinal sin in military strategy!"

Behind them, an elephant slowly walked in, its footsteps pounding the ground.

A pavilion sits atop the elephant, where a burly man in a yellow robe sits.

He wore a golden crown, a brocade robe underneath and golden armor on top. His features were square and he had a few whiskers. At first glance, he looked dignified and awe-inspiring.

To the right of the man's chair stood a massive axe weighing over a hundred pounds, with spikes at both its tip and tail. The two axe blades, of different sizes, gleamed with a cold, crescent-shaped light.

"Traitor Fang Tiande!" Zhao Wanli shouted in rebuke.

"You were originally a Taoist official under the former emperor. The former emperor treated you with the utmost kindness, bestowing upon you gold, silver, fertile land, and mansions. Yet you, such an ingrate, betrayed this kindness and returned south under the pretext of visiting relatives to rebel. During this time, you insulted heaven and earth and defied reason, forged talismans to deceive the people, altered the Wanli laws to go against the will of heaven, divided the prefectures and kingdoms to sever the land's connections, and conquered the territory of the Great Zhao, causing widespread disease and famine, with the dead exposed and the living adrift like duckweed, defying the will of the people!"

"This is a crime against Heaven, against Earth, and against humanity! Today, on behalf of all the people of Great Zhao, and in accordance with the decree of Emperor Tai Xiao, I will use the military force to subdue you!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Tiande, who was on the elephant's back, burst into loud laughter:

"Why don't you say that your Great Zhao Dynasty has taken all the benefits of the world for your own benefit, while leaving all the harm to the common people? As a result, the people's resentment is boiling, and the lives of the people are in dire straits. Among my tens of thousands of soldiers, who did not have no choice but to follow me in rebellion? Who among them is not busy making ends meet, barely able to eat or keep warm? Who among them has not been exploited by your government and court? I am now raising my axe and gathering my troops to start a rebellion in accordance with the will of Heaven and the times, to protect my home and country, to sweep away the treacherous officials and establish a new dynasty. But in your mouth, Zhao Wanli, it has become defying Heaven and Earth. You are truly shameless!"

He suddenly stood up from the elephant's back, grabbed a giant axe with a handle more than two meters long, and looked quite imposing.

"Tonight I will take your head, a member of the Zhao family, as a snack to appease my people!"

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Chapter 73, Bloodline Forbidden Technique

"Tonight, I will take your head, a member of the Zhao family, and drink it with my wine! To appease the common people!"

The giant axe with its long handle struck the ground, sending a gust of wind howling and clearing away countless specks of dust from the ground beneath its feet.

"Come and fight!" Fang Tiande shouted.

The Tianliang generals behind them responded by drawing their swords and holding their spears firmly.

As Fang Tiande raised his battle axe and strode forward, the Tianliang warriors around him, their dark gold cloaks waving like banners, charged towards the Zhao soldiers.

Xi Heng turned his attention away from the conversation between the two sides and looked at the hundreds of bandit warriors in front of him, who were wielding various weapons and attacking with different moves.

The enemy generals outnumbered her, but their armor and weapons were clearly inferior to those of the government troops. Most of them appeared to be scattered soldiers, unlike her side, which had already formed a battle formation and were coordinating with each other.

Xi Heng was not in the formation, nor did he join the soldiers in forming a group. When he saw the enemy charging towards him, he fearlessly drew his sword and rushed to the edge of the enemy's camp.

In a mere hundred meters, a bloody shadow flashed by.

The sweeping blade gleamed brilliantly against the backdrop of the raging flames behind it, its sword energy surging forward—

If this sword were to strike the group of miscellaneous soldiers of Tianliang, it could easily sever dozens of heads.

But now, almost all the enemies she faces are of the hidden strength type. Although her sword energy is powerful, it is difficult to defeat a hidden strength martial artist in one move.

A gust of wind swept from afar, instantly slicing off a piece of her sword energy.

Another ascetic monk, who was extremely thin and skilled in martial arts, turned around strangely and bent over to avoid the attack.

The enemy generals seemed to think that two internal energy cultivators were enough to deal with her, so the other martial artists did not approach to increase their strength, but instead rushed towards their more important target.

Xi Heng swiftly advanced to the swordsman's side, his thrust of the sword like a blood-red meteor aimed at the swordsman's shoulder.

The opponent dodged the rapier to the side and raised his longsword high. She immediately changed her move and kicked out with her left foot.

With explosive force, a kick that left the enemy with almost no time to react struck him squarely in the abdomen.

This person seemed to have practiced some kind of martial arts; his single strike only sent him flying several meters, and Xi Heng did not hear the sound of his internal organs shattering.

In the blink of an eye, a hermit monk who had been cultivating his strength flew over from the side and delivered a straight punch to his back.

She fixed her gaze and dodged to the side. Although the enemy's straight punch missed, his muscles and bones suddenly twisted in a strange way, as if they were being lashed out like an iron chain or a whip.

Xi Heng raised his sword to block, and the sword collided with the swinging motion, producing a metallic clang.

If it were a month ago, she would have taken a half step back to steady her fingers before continuing to fencing.

But now that she has mastered internal strength, she is capable enough to deal with such attacks.

After deflecting the enemy's fist, Xi Heng suddenly bent down and thrust his sword forward with lightning speed.

As she approached, the other person pointed a finger at her forehead.

This finger strike is extremely powerful; if an ordinary martial artist were hit by it, their skull would be pierced.

Xi Heng withdrew his strength and bent down to dodge, but the blade that continued to push left a sword mark on the enemy's abdomen. He then spun around and dodged to the side.

To dodge this finger strike, she had to retract her strength to delay the momentum. However, as the momentum weakened, the power of her sword move naturally decreased, and the move that could have directly cleaved open the opponent's abdomen was now gone.

Now, all that can be done is to leave a bloody sword mark on its skin.

But for Xi Heng, that was enough.

After the attack, she immediately withdrew and retreated.

Behind her, the swordsman she had driven back raised his sword again to slash.

With a simple defensive counterattack, Xi Heng forced the opponent to abandon their offensive and switch to a defensive posture.

In a one-on-one fight, she could pierce the swordsman's heart in just two or three moves.

Unfortunately, another ascetic monk with hidden strength was constantly attacking him.

After Xi Heng blocked the attack for a while and they exchanged offensive and defensive positions several times, the thin ascetic monk suddenly stopped, looked down with trembling hands, and saw that the blood gushing from the wound in his abdomen was boiling continuously.

When the blood poisoning takes effect, the bubbling blood and burning sensation flow through the meridians to the entire body, making it difficult for the body to make any movement.

The other swordsman failed to realize that his companion had lost his strength. In the instant that the coordination failed, Xi Heng had already severed his throat with two moves of the Red Thread Sword Technique, and blood spurted out.

Seeing the two people in front of her fall to the ground almost simultaneously, the girl flicked her sword and exhaled.