Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The army of Yanmeng Kingdom before them seemed unlikely to collapse even if 30-40% of them died.

With so many fearless soldiers, it's no wonder they could fight against the ever-victorious army of the Great Zhao and even manage to achieve victories on both sides...

If this military strength can be maintained, and the Great Zhao weakens due to internal turmoil... I'm afraid that in a few years or a decade, the Yan Meng Kingdom will achieve a great victory and seize a large part of the northern territory of the Great Zhao.

However, once she arrives, this matter will probably not happen.

With Xi Heng leading the enemy, the fleeing Zhao cavalry had already gone far away.

She didn't intend to continue wasting time with Yan Meng's army.

After deflecting the incoming arrow with a burst of energy, Xi Heng put the sword in his left hand back into his inventory, a space only he could see.

Then, his left hand suddenly swept upwards towards the blade.

A drop of blood, imbued with the vital energy of the blood, floated on the sword.

With eyes closed, the sword's intent and the stillness of the heart are activated.

When he gripped the sword again, he infused it with internal energy and vital energy.

The blade is covered with multiple layers of rich, dark red hues.

The intense killing intent, carrying immense power, surged outwards like ocean waves, its influence affecting the outside world, causing those around who were raising their bows to shoot arrows or charging on horseback to involuntarily pause in surprise.

In that instant, she could fully gather the power of her sword.

"Open the door."

Xi Heng read it out softly.

His hands gradually fell, and the sword blade slashed horizontally.

An illusion of red light appeared, and the area illuminated by it was suddenly covered with a thick layer of dark red.

Looking down from a high vantage point, one could see as if immortals and gods were using the entire battlefield as a canvas, and with thick brushes dipped in blood-red ink, they were painting a bold and colorful stroke on the densest part of Yan Meng's army.

The sound of this sword strike was not like the whistling of wind breaking through the air, but more like the howling of ocean waves and the sweeping of a gale.

A sea of ​​blood-red, dark blue water crashed into the center of the enemy forces.

call--

A few seconds later, the dark color that had enveloped the thousand people gradually faded away from the outside in.

The figures among them, whether horses or human bodies, had become scattered, broken pieces of flesh, making it difficult to distinguish which were horse carcasses and which were human corpses.

The surviving enemy soldiers stopped moving and looked at the black and red area that had appeared. Just moments ago, the army was in neat formation, but now it had become a pile of rotten blood and flesh.

People stared wide-eyed, speechless.

They stood there for a dozen seconds, stunned, and turned back to look at the culprit, but Xi Heng had already left the place.

There were no martial artists with the Transformation Realm here, nor a large number of masters with the Dark Force Realm who could restrain her.

Whether to leave or stay is just a matter of a single thought.

Xi Heng used his light-footed skill to dart out of the army formation like a swallow skimming the clouds.

Their footsteps trod on the hills outside the military formation, then they leaped over a thicket of bushes.

The enemy forces eventually realized what was happening, but seemed to be intimidated and did not pursue them further.

As Xi Heng was leaving, he heard a muffled shout from the military headquarters behind him, and the army turned in another direction.

She ignored him and continued to speed away.

After passing through a grove of withered trees, crossing rivers and streams, and following the hoofprints of the Zhao soldiers, they ran for a long time.

Then, on a small patch of flat land outside the woods, they saw the remnants of the Zhao cavalry again.

The cavalrymen at the front, who had been carrying flags, had already rolled up their flags, and their horses, exhausted from their long journey, had slowed down.

"I thought we had military support, so I raised my flag to call for reinforcements, but I never expected the person who came would be a warrior from the Great Zhao." The cavalry commander at the front turned back and reassured his subordinates who were still looking behind him:

"One person alone cannot defeat thousands of Yan Mengjun's troops. Even as a master of the Transformation Realm, that gentleman probably cannot hold out for long."

"Our few remaining troops can hardly turn back. Let's continue back to headquarters."

The soldier obeyed the order, though his expression was somewhat somber.

The officer in front then said:

"Our raid on the supply route today was met with a large enemy army because of faulty intelligence, not our fault..."

Having said that, he slung his spear over his back and spurred his horse on the reins to increase his speed.

Before long, Xi Heng had caught up with the scattered cavalry formation.

She slipped through the gap in the ranks, her red figure landing ahead of this cavalry unit.

The cavalryman instinctively pulled on the reins to stop the horse's charge. She appeared first and announced her name: Princess Zhao Xiheng of the Great Zhao Dynasty.

The horse, having reared up, landed on its feet, and the soldiers on horseback quickly clasped their hands in a simple salute.

"Welcome, Your Highness! Thank you for saving us!"

The dozens of cavalrymen behind them reacted, and seeing the imperial princess for the first time—something they had only ever heard about from storytellers—they were clearly a little excited.

"Thank you for saving me, Princess."

Judging from the other person's tone, it seemed they knew she would come, so Xi Heng asked them about it, and they immediately replied:

"I also participated in the Battle of Jinshi City. I heard that the Princess would come to the North, but I didn't know when. Now she has finally arrived!"

It turns out to be the same group of soldiers from back then...

Xi Heng asked again, "How is the war in the northern frontier going? Why are you being pursued by the enemy?"

"A month ago, various places in the northern frontier were attacked at the same time. Yan Meng's 100,000-strong army marched south and spread throughout the border areas. No matter how hard we hold, there will inevitably be gaps. Now, Yumen has been breached! The enemy army has marched south to the three cities of Qiming, Kezhou, and Xingzhou. The army is holding the line, while we, as the Tabai Guard, are scouting the enemy's situation and sabotaging their supply lines!"

After giving a brief explanation, the cavalry leader looked ashamed.

"However... due to incorrect intelligence from another vanguard unit, more than two hundred of our troops attacked the supply route without knowing that the enemy was nearby, so only a few dozen remnants remained."

Xi Heng thought about the names of the three cities. He remembered that they were three fortified cities in the northern border, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and located close to each other.

"With three cities besieged at the same time, it seems that Great Zhao is somewhat at a disadvantage..."

She looked up and continued, "Do you have any important intelligence or battle results to report back to headquarters?"

The cavalryman gritted his teeth and shook his head: "Your Highness, there is none."

“Then let them come under my command for now, achieve some results, and then return.” Xi Heng said simply, “to relieve some of the pressure on the besieged city.”

The surviving officer responded, "As Your Highness commands!"

"Alright, follow me to protect our homeland and defend against foreign enemies."

After saying that, Xi Heng asked the other party to take out a map, find their current location, and point out the grain routes identified in several nearby intelligence reports.

"The grain route to the east is not far away and is on the way back, so let's wipe this place out first."

"But Your Highness, there is an enemy camp here, and there may be several thousand troops guarding the surrounding area."

"Then let's wipe them all out together."

Xi Heng memorized the entire map and turned to leave.

The cavalry behind her were taken aback by her swift movements and hesitated for a moment before urging their horses to catch up.

On the map, this place is only a centimeter or two away from the enemy's supply line.

However, it actually took them an entire afternoon to reach their destination.

The already thick clouds made the sky even darker, as if the layers of clouds had pressed down even further.

The rolling blackness painted all sorts of strange shapes in the sky, and the red sun in the west fell, leaving only a few last rays of red light on earth.

Xi Heng, along with the military personnel who had followed closely behind, finally arrived at the vicinity of the enemy camp marked on the map.

"This place is a logistics and food camp, with a large number of cattle and sheep, and at least a thousand, possibly several thousand, soldiers hidden within..."

The cavalry captain dismounted and looked out at the military camp filled with round tents, taking notes on paper with charcoal.

After recording it, he then advised:

“Your Highness, this place is a grain storage and security point, and there may be many hidden strength or one transformation strength martial artist stationed here. Even if you are also a transformation strength martial artist, if you are surrounded by thousands of troops and entangled by the enemy's transformation strength, it will be difficult to achieve victory.”

"We can launch a surprise attack," Xi Heng simply said.

"It is extremely dark today, and it will be pitch black at night. We only need to bypass the patrol guards and set fire to the granary tents to confuse the enemy. Then we can charge into the enemy camp. In their panic, the enemy may collapse directly."

Xi Heng came to the north with the aim of increasing his own prestige and, incidentally, ending the war, thus securing some stability for the Great Zhao he was about to take over.

Therefore, since it was along the same route, it was natural to inflict some damage on the enemy.

"But..." someone else said:

“The enemy is heavily guarded day and night. Although you, as a martial artist, can enter, it will be difficult for us to infiltrate.”

"There's no need to step into the camp." Xi Heng estimated the distance:

"By simply setting off fire spells from fifty meters apart in all directions, we can confuse their forces, leaving them unsure of where the attack is coming from or where they should seek protection."

She possesses supernatural magic, so naturally she must skillfully utilize this advantage.

An incomprehensible attack is more likely to throw the enemy into a panic.

"Fire magic?" Clearly, the surrounding soldiers also didn't know what magic was.

"I went out to seek immortals some time ago and found traces of immortals and immortal techniques on an island."

After a brief explanation, Xi Heng magically reached out and pulled out a fist-sized Blood Spirit Stone from a blind spot in people's field of vision.

She ordered the cavalry captain to extend his hand.

He made a finger gesture and chanted a spell, then used the spirit stone as a flint to slash the skin on the back of the other person's hand.

The next instant, stripes of gold and red fire patterns of various shapes were applied.

"Visualize this pattern." Xi Heng then explained the key points of activating the spell: "Think of a raging fire, exhale a sound, and feel the pattern heat up. Push your palm to release the spell."

Then, she had the person demonstrate in front of everyone.

"Spell...?" However, the cavalry captain had not yet recovered from the shock.

"This is the method of immortals breathing flames, as told by storytellers. It can be transformed into a talisman that can be affixed to the body for mortals to use," Xi Heng explained simply.

"Has Your Highness become an immortal?" The other party was shocked.

Xi Heng didn't say much, but urged his subordinates to try.

The cavalryman readily complied, and after only one attempt as she suggested, a fireball the size of a human head shot out from his palm, hovered in the air for a moment, and then crashed to the ground in the distance like a meteorite.

boom--

The fireball crashed down, creating a thunderous roar.

The cavalry captain's expression was complex, revealing neither excitement nor shock nor confusion. It took him a while to recover.

The other soldiers around them did the same, looking at the magic in the other direction, then at Princess Xiheng, and after several rounds of questioning, one of them said:

"Your Highness is a reincarnation of an immortal."

"With Her Highness the Princess receiving guidance from immortals on immortal arts, her arrival in the Northern Frontier must be in accordance with the will of Heaven, and Heaven will aid our Great Zhao!" someone echoed.

After a moment of reflection, Xi Heng interrupted them:

"Stop with the nonsense. Everyone come over and cast a fire spell. Once night falls, we'll destroy this camp."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers, who had been hesitant, eagerly approached, leaving fiery marks on the backs of their hands.

"After you unleash the fire spell, flee this place immediately. By the time the enemy reacts, most of you will have already escaped far enough," Xi Heng reminded him.

She didn't plan to escape; she still had most of her internal energy left and three spirit stones.

As long as there are no martial artists at the Transformation Realm in this camp, she can enter and charge through it several times during the chaotic period after the attack, until the enemy troops in the camp lose order and flee.

In the darkness of night, people instinctively fear sudden accidents, react more slowly than during the day, and are more prone to panic and chaos.

With her own strength, she might be able to defeat the entire military headquarters of the camp.

Gradually, the red sun sank below the horizon, and the last wisps of red light that remained in the world slowly disappeared.

After a long time, just as Xi Heng was about to order everyone to approach the camp and set it on fire.

Suddenly, an enemy force circled around the hill in the distance, and the light of dozens of torches appeared from more than a thousand meters away.