Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

The duel lasted only seven days, and when the messenger returned, he brought only news of the resumption of the war and the imminent arrival of a large army.

The civil officials were pale, the military generals immediately went to reorganize the troops, and His Highness the Crown Prince, who was in charge of all affairs in the capital, was trembling with fear, his young body trembling uncomfortably for his age.

The ministers sighed upon seeing this, and were even more disappointed in him.

When the court session adjourned, the other royal children exchanged glances and turned to leave.

A great battle is imminent.

……

Seven more days passed, and Yan Meng's army had broken through numerous obstacles and surrounded the northern city wall of the capital.

The city wall stretches for thousands of meters, like a giant gray serpent coiled on the earth, with many flags fluttering on it, soldiers standing in rows, and the city gates tightly closed.

A long, drawn-out horn sounded from the army outside the city, and then the army formed a charging formation, with many horses pulling various siege weapons from the rear.

The most numerous were catapults, but their ammunition was not stones, but a strange black and gray shell.

The bugle sounded again, but Yan Meng had no intention of giving any warnings or communicating. The ammunition truck was quickly loaded with ammunition.

On the city wall, the Zhao forces' siege catapults and crossbows fired first, hitting several and directly causing gunpowder explosions.

The raging crimson flames engulfed the entire large catapult, while also sending surrounding soldiers flying.

However, only a few catapults were hit; many other shells were lit and sent flying in long arcs across the sky before crashing into the city walls.

Many parts bombarded the area like rocks, creating large amounts of dust and debris. Due to the lack of advanced technology, they could not be detonated properly.

Even if only a small number of explosions occur, the resulting thunderous roar will create a powerful impact, enough to rout the defending forces at the outset.

The explosions continued, startling thousands of people in the surrounding area.

Every time the flames burst forth and scattered, they smashed huge holes in the city walls and ramparts.

The slingers on the city wall tried to fight back, but their efforts were largely ineffective in the chaos.

The war had barely begun when the situation shifted to one side – the Northern Frontier Army had lost several important fortresses, mostly due to explosives of this kind.

The various countermeasures envisioned by military commanders proved difficult to implement in actual combat.

The Zhao army had no experience in dealing with such firearms, and even if they had time to summarize their experiences, they had no time to practice.

The best solution would be to possess similar firearms. However, although the Great Zhao also had gunpowder manufacturing methods, it had not developed them specifically and could not keep up with the opponent's technology and production capacity in a short period of time.

The thunderous roar was deafening, like a bolt of lightning striking down from the sky.

The city walls can hold out for a while, but if the enemy has enough ammunition, they will probably breach the city in no more than three days.

As the generals watched the fiery meteors fall from the sky, they urgently summoned their elite troops, who were already prepared, to leave the city and desperately destroy the machinery.

However, the next moment, a light suddenly appeared from outside the city.

A figure wielding a flaming longsword approached from the air at a speed far exceeding that of a martial artist.

In the twilight, the figure was not clearly visible, but the sword flew from the hand like a shooting star, striking towards Yan Meng's siege weapon.

In a flash, the sword drew a fiery red line, piercing through the rough, round ammunition made of gunpowder.

It swept past in a flash, then exploded instantly.

The booming sounds continued, but this time they were no longer hitting the city walls.

It landed on the ground outside the city, in front of Yan Meng's military headquarters.

The fiery red lines pierced through each of the throwing vehicles, causing a chain reaction of damage like dominoes collapsing.

The shells create a chain reaction; detonating one will detonate a group of them.

Meanwhile, Yan Meng's forward troops were also hit by the explosion, suffering numerous casualties.

The soldiers operating the catapults fared the worst; almost none survived, as they were thrown into the air by the explosion, suffering either serious injuries or death.

The fiery sword continued to fly, its trail followed by a series of explosions that resembled dazzling fireworks.

A figure arrived at the city wall, dressed in a white robe, with an oversized hood covering his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

Several strands of pale gold hair fell casually down, with a wisp of spiritual light protecting her.

One of Yan Meng's generals drew his bow and shot an arrow. The sharp sword struck the spiritual shield accurately, causing only a slight ripple before the arrow stopped in mid-air.

The woman in white held the middle of the arrow, imbued it with spiritual light, and flicked it with her hand.

Immediately, the arrow pierced back at an even faster speed, striking the man's brow with unstoppable force.

Blood gushed out, and the person collapsed.

The armor trembled, and the person who was just alive trembled to death in an instant.

Then, she pinched her sword fingers together and controlled the flying sword in the air to continue spinning and attacking another throwing vehicle.

Just as he slowly turned his sword, a figure suddenly leaped out from the enemy ranks and rushed over, gripping the sword with a speed exceeding that of a martial artist at the Transformation Realm.

Chen Fenghuo glanced at it, and the fire on the sword immediately turned from solid to illusory, breaking free from its restraints, and returned to his hand after rotating once.

The figure that suddenly leaped out had a strange and grotesque appearance, looking like a demon, and was surrounded by black energy. Its dark golden eyes also revealed a distinctly bestial nature—it was Yan Qingshi himself.

The blonde girl pulled down her hood, revealing pale gray eyes beneath, and met his gaze.

A strange and powerful aura rippled over, causing a slight disturbance to the spiritual energy within her.

However, as he lightly twirled the top-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, the sword tip formed from crimson flames pointed directly at the enemy, and his own aura emanated, allowing him to contend with him.

They stared at each other for a few seconds, speechless, before setting off to engage in battle together.

……

Not long after, Yan Meng's army temporarily withdrew and returned to camp.

Because Khan Yan Qingshi was severely injured in his duel with the mysterious woman who suddenly appeared, he was unable to command the entire army. The army had no choice but to retreat temporarily and did not carry out any further siege plans.

Even as Yan Qingshi was being desperately protected by his guards, he was still shouting that the enemy was powerless and ordering his men to charge forward again.

However, in Yan Mengren's mind, one-on-one duels were extremely sacred. The most others could do was to save the duelist's life with their own. Other interference was absolutely not allowed. Therefore, even if they wanted to obey the order, no one stepped forward.

The army retreated back to the besieged camp, and Chen Fenghuo turned around and looked up at the dilapidated city walls.

Seeing that the enemy had retreated, General Zhao ordered the city gates to be opened and invited his benefactor into the city.

But as soon as the city gate opened, the soldiers looked ahead and found that the woman in white robes was nowhere to be seen.

Chen Fenghuo had already used illusion magic to conceal his presence and enter the city.

It is not the time for her to reveal her identity. She came here only to protect the few people the immortal had mentioned.

Furthermore, she had indeed consumed a considerable amount of the spiritual energy she brought from the south, making it inconvenient for her to cause any more trouble.

There are still things to do, and enough spiritual energy needs to be preserved.

"After you're done, head back as soon as possible." With the words "Yan family in the capital" in mind, Chen Fenghuo quickly arrived in Zhongcheng.

……

Seven days later, after settling the women in the capital city mentioned by the immortal, the Crimson Goddess finally returned to the south and arrived at Junming City, which she controlled.

Having just returned to his place of cultivation at the temple, he was retrieving the "Firewood Cultivation Technique" from his mind and observing its practice.

Suddenly, a voice came from beside my ear:

"well done."

"..." Chen Fenghuo looked around but couldn't see anyone.

Hearing that it was the immortal's voice, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Immortal, I will carry out your orders properly."

“I saw you fighting that guy, and it reminded me of my old days… well, a little bit.” Xi Heng was resting at the time, but he also used the spiritual fire to spy on the other party’s vision for a while.

"You flatter me, Immortal Master." In short, Chen Fenghuo remained polite throughout.

"Here, this is for you as payment."

A ripple of spiritual light emanated from the space, from which a ring inlaid with a purple crystal fell and landed in her casually placed palm.

The blonde girl held it up, and one could feel the spiritual light emanating from it.

"A spirit ring?"

“It’s just an ordinary spatial ring. You can use it by putting your divine sense into it after you put it on.” After handing it over, Xi Heng casually said, “Please take care of these girls in the future. I’m going into seclusion soon, and I may not open my eyes again for decades or even hundreds of years… I hope you’ll still be alive by then.”

"Does a single seclusion by the Immortal Master require hundreds of years?" Chen Fenghuo's sense of time was directly shattered by this question.

“Cultivators always get used to the passage of time,” Xi Heng added.

That's all I have to say. See you in the future.

Once the sound faded, there was no further movement.

In the silence, Chen Fenghuo quietly picked up the ring from her palm and put it on her fingertip.

……

Volume 1: Chapter 329, Dragon Battle and Fish Horror

Summer arrived in the blink of an eye.

Yan Mengjun's first siege of the capital of Great Zhao failed due to the arrival of the mysterious woman in white robes. The leader was seriously injured and had to retreat back to camp.

After the retreat, as night fell, the Zhao army in the capital unexpectedly dispatched elite troops for a surprise attack, desperately burning down large areas of camp tents and enemy supplies.

Although they suffered many casualties, their achievements were far greater.

This surprise attack disrupted Yan Mengjun's offensive and sparked calls for a return to base within his ranks.

The reason for their previous return trip was that they had already plundered enough supplies and made a fortune on their southward journey. Even if they continued to plunder further south, it would not be enough to bring back all the spoils. Therefore, all the nobles wanted to cease hostilities.

However, due to insufficient resources, if the capital cannot be captured quickly within a few days, the only option is to return.

This matter cannot be delayed; the provisions will only be consumed more and more, and every day the decision is delayed will cause the army to suffer from hunger and exhaustion.

Inside the camp, Yan Qingshi, whose chest and abdomen had been slashed with a hideous wound, was breathing rapidly. His heart was pounding wildly, and blood was constantly being squeezed out of the wound. Many of his internal organs had been cut open.

Such severe injuries would be considered hopeless even for an ordinary martial artist at the Transformation Realm.

Blood and foam oozed out, and the muscles tensed up, trying to close the wound. When trembling, it was almost a matter of life and death.

Judging from his appearance, no one knows whether this new Khan of Yanmeng Kingdom can survive tonight.

Attendants tended to the wounded man, wiping away the blood. Their sweat-soaked towels were stained red with blood. The man's body on the bed gradually grew cold, his vision blurred, and his teeth clenched.

Suddenly, a person rushed into the tent, holding a piece of white silk cloth, and came to the bedside.

The servants made way, and the newcomer unfolded the silk cloth, took out two black fleshy lumps, and fed them to the newcomer, while constantly muttering words like "brother" and "hold on."

As the lump of flesh entered his throat, the person on the sickbed suddenly stopped breathing, his body stiffening as if he were already dead.

However, my heartbeat became increasingly violent, pounding rapidly up and down as if it were about to leave my chest.

Strange black cracks emerged from his chest and quickly spread throughout his body.

The skin rapidly keratinizes, then forms scales that pile up in layers.

As the wound shifted, the one that could have been fatal on his chest gradually closed up...

After a few seconds, the stiff and taut body finally opened its mouth, letting out a series of strange roars due to the unbearable pain.

……

Seven days later, Yan Meng's army besieged the capital again. Yan Qingshi, who had fully recovered from his injuries, stood at the front of the battle and gave orders to launch an attack on the city.

Although the catapults were all destroyed, the tools used to climb the city walls, such as ladders and seed drills, still exist.

We can fight with everything we have for one last siege.

However, the Beijing army was clearly well prepared. Without the explosive offensive of the past, the capital was like a fortified city, difficult to capture.

Although the individual combat strength of the soldiers is slightly inferior, their advantage in defending the city is enough to deal with the enemy.

The enemy's cultivators, who had reached the Transformation Realm, led their troops in several attacks, but all were firmly stopped.

The battle lasted for two days and one night, but the city walls never fell.

Although the city gate was breached, a large amount of building debris piled up behind it, making it impossible to break through.

However, on the second day, Yan Qingshi, who was leading the troops in the battle, suddenly disappeared for some unknown reason and never appeared on the front line again.

General Zhao thought the enemy was going to attempt a decapitation strike, so he immediately increased the guards on the palaces inside the city.

But Yan Qingshi failed to reappear all day.