Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

Now that the war is over, without the advantage of a calm and collected mind, she feels it would be difficult to replicate that horizontal slash.

"That sword strike just now was a strike that came naturally from the moment when my sword intent was honed to the deepest level and I reached a breakthrough..." Xi Heng pulled out his blood-stained longsword and looked at his face reflected on the blade, constantly recalling that moment.

"Since that move is related to sword intent, once the sword intent is improved further, it should be able to be used at will."

"Once I can enter a state of perfect tranquility at any time, rather than just when a sudden inspiration strikes, perhaps I can try to create my own unique skill."

"When creating your own unique technique, you can refer to other martial arts techniques. Although you can't practice the same martial arts techniques simultaneously, imitating and borrowing moves is feasible... it's just that you can't fully utilize the characteristics of that particular martial art."

"What we need to do now is hone our sword intent."

"I wonder how long it will take to hone this skill..."

She shook her head, then looked around in surprise.

Everywhere there was blood and bits of flesh.

The head, with its eyes wide open and unclosed in death, lay motionless in a pool of blood, its disheveled hair stained with blood, barely moving in the night wind.

"...I wonder how many more people will have to be killed."

Because everything would be restored after loading the save file, Xi Heng felt no remorse for the murders he had committed.

I just found it quite interesting to look at the terrifying scene around me, which resembled the underworld or hell.

"Let's go back." Xi Heng sheathed his sword again, and finally glanced down at the bloodstains covering his body.

The blood splattered on her hands and face had congealed and stuck together, and the smell of blood filled her nostrils, making her feel slightly uncomfortable.

She stepped over the pool of blood on the ground and left this bloody place.

As for where to go back, it's naturally the restaurant where we stayed before.

She still remembers that the grand restaurant had bathhouses where one could wash their body and change clothes.

After killing the cultists, it's only natural to take a good shower and relax.

"It's a shame no one can give me a massage, tsk," she muttered to herself.

"Let's play together with my senior sister when we get back."

After all, in this life, my relationship with Senior Sister Hongmiao was the closest I could get.

Who else could it be?

"Yan Hongji?" Xi Heng suddenly remembered the name.

The image of her curvaceous figure immediately came to mind.

"Ok?"

……

Xi Heng rested well for a day in the empty restaurant, took a cold shower, changed his clothes, and washed the tight-fitting clothes he had worn in battle that day, which were now stained deep red with blood.

To her dismay, the blood-stained clothes could not be washed clean no matter how many times they were washed; patches of bloodstains were imprinted on them like patterns.

"Why isn't there any protease-based laundry detergent in this world...?"

The following evening, Xi Heng looked at the clothes that had dried but still had many dark, blood-red patterns on the surface and pouted.

Although the bloodstains on the surface of the outfit had faded after drying, they no longer looked like blood at first glance, but rather like flame-like patterns.

She stood on the balcony, holding her custom-made outfit in both hands, looking at it from left to right.

But if you look closely for a while, you can eventually tell.

The sun slowly sank below the horizon, its dim light falling on the slightly fluttering clothes and on the girl's profile.

These days, Xi Heng has not used disguise techniques to create a kind and gentle appearance, but has only kept his most natural appearance.

After all, he had already killed so many people, there was no need to hide his identity as a blood demon anymore.

"I wonder if those believers listened properly and revised their doctrine."

"Let's go take a look in a couple of days."

“Kill them if they don’t obey, kill them until they obey.” Xi Heng’s persuasive methods were quite direct.

She knew that her eloquence might be weak, but when it came to killing, she was still among the best in the Zhao state.

If words fail to persuade, then use a sword—this can be considered as using one's strengths to compensate for one's weaknesses.

The girl hummed a tune as she gathered the dried clothes one by one into her arms, her movements and demeanor befitting an ordinary, gentle, and kind girl next door.

Clutching the clothes in his arms, he looked up at the distant city wall to the west, and further back at the setting sun.

The orange-red afterglow of the setting sun tinged the thin clouds, the evening glow spread for miles, and the twilight was like a beautiful painting, clinging to the horizon.

"The weather is quite nice." Xi Heng glanced around quietly for a while.

Suddenly, a dark spot blocked the light of the setting sun.

Just as she was wondering, the black dot quickly sank away.

Then, the people and objects on the city wall in the far distance seemed to tremble.

Two or three seconds later, a loud boom came from the western city wall, like the sound of war drums.

But no war drum, regardless of its type, should produce such a loud sound.

Those black dots that flew high just now were boulders thrown by a catapult.

The next moment, the afterglow of the setting sun cast five or six more black dots, which crashed into the city wall one after another.

"Where did this catapult come from?" Xi Heng tilted his head.

The Zhao army had only besieged the city for less than three days, so how could they have built a catapult? Even the most skilled craftsmen couldn't have done it that quickly, could they?

"Were they brought from Xiuzhou and Gui'an? They started building siege equipment before the Northern Army even arrived?" she guessed casually.

The soldiers used catapults; it was unclear whether this was a test or an impending attack on the city.

Xi Heng tried to see what was happening on the city wall, but the distance was too far, and everything was just tiny dots and lines, making it difficult to discern the specific situation.

She then looked away and down at the various clothes she was holding.

"I just washed my clothes, and now they're covered in blood again. What a hassle..."

Xi Heng even considered wearing the simple dress he was wearing in the restaurant, grabbing his sword, and heading to the battlefield.

However, there might be powerful experts in the Transformation Realm during this siege. Even if I only intend to kill some scattered enemy soldiers on the edge of the battlefield to hone my sword intent, I should still take it seriously.

She turned and went back to her room, changed into a cleaner martial arts outfit, hung her longsword at her waist, and tied her hair into a single ponytail with a ribbon.

Once everything was ready, Xi Heng returned to the balcony, used his lightness skill to leap up, flew to the eaves of another pavilion, and then ran towards the western city wall, where the sound of stones being thrown was constantly echoing.

The booming sound reverberated continuously, as if war drums were announcing the start of a major battle.

She easily traversed the distance of over a thousand meters, first concealing herself on a pavilion near the city wall.

From here, the situation of the battlefield outside the wall can be clearly seen.

The soldiers have not yet placed the ladders against the city wall, and the Tianliang defenders are mostly just preparing with bows and arrows. The two armies are quite far apart, and it is clear that the battle has not yet begun.

Only the many catapults on the wall, which looked different from those outside, were busily in operation.

Round after round of boulders came crashing down, while the catapults on the city walls aimed at the outside of the city and released either oil or boulders.

However, the pitchers in the Tianliang army were clearly not very accurate.

Xi Heng watched from the side for three or four rounds, and saw that most of the boulders only hit the flat ground outside the city, making a simple thud and then there was no further reaction.

Most of Tianliang's catapults only attack cities. They can just throw catapults at large targets like city walls and gates. Even if they miss the city walls, it doesn't matter. As long as the catapults hit the city, they can cause a commotion. There is no need to be too precise.

But now it's catapults exchanging fire, and past experience is no longer applicable. We can only keep adjusting the direction and force of the catapults, repeatedly going through the three steps of aiming, firing, and missing.

After nearly ten minutes of catapult fire, Xi Heng saw a catapult on the city wall smashed to pieces by a whistling boulder. Large and small fragments scattered at several soldiers, knocking them to the ground.

"So weak... even when attacking from a higher position, they can still get killed."

Seeing this, Xi Heng could be fairly certain that unless a large number of reinforcements arrived, the Tianliang army would inevitably suffer a defeat and lose the city.

She wasn't surprised; that's how things were going in the second life.

As the crimson sun dipped below the horizon at the western horizon, countless shadows stretched out, and the sky grew increasingly dark.

The catapults continued to bombard the city for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and three more catapults on the city wall were smashed. Around the remaining dozen or so catapults, the commands became increasingly urgent.

As darkness fell, the booming sounds continued.

Torches planted on the city walls were lit, and the sound of war drums outside gradually increased. Xi Heng also began his operation.

She found a section of the city wall with fewer soldiers stationed there and crept up in the dark.

There were guards stationed at the top of the stairs, but how could these ordinary soldiers possibly spot her?

The concealment technique in Xi Heng's Red Thread Swordplay allowed him to move silently and stealthily, gliding close before piercing the guard's throat with a long sword hidden under his armpit and behind his shoulder.

With a flick of the sword, a hissing sound of blood spurting out was heard.

Xi Heng pressed him to the ground, just as silently.

She quickly stepped onto the stairs along the wall, and in front of her stood an armored soldier with his back to her, holding a long spear.

She crept up behind him, and as she got closer, she always felt a red dot on his back. On a whim, she got up, drew her sword, and pierced his heart. Before he could utter a sound, she covered his mouth and nose, taking his life.

After knocking the man down, she looked up to her right and saw a man not far away who seemed to have heard the noise and stopped and turned around, slightly pulling back his sword.

The body's vital energy and blood, gathered along with the sword's edge, then erupted together.

The moment the sword moved, a red thread shot out.

The blood-stained sword energy pierced through the enemy's head. Before he could even turn around and see what had happened, the man had already collapsed in a daze.

Xi Heng looked around again and saw no one, so he casually piled the two bodies together and turned back to the city wall.

Standing by the wall and looking out, you can see a sea of ​​people, much clearer than before.

"many……"

Torches were planted in the ground, illuminating the tens of thousands of soldiers who were vaguely arranged in a Bagua formation behind them.

More than twenty large catapults were loosely piled up at the front of the officers and soldiers. Around each catapult, more than a dozen people were constantly busy adjusting the force and direction, or turning the winch to pull down the catapult arm, or moving stones to fill the ammunition.

Compared to the simple catapults used by the rebels in Tianliang, the siege equipment brought by the government troops was significantly more sophisticated and complex.

Gradually, a catapult that had been pulled back slightly and was fully loaded with ammunition was released as soon as the person giving the order waved the flag.

The stone projectiles flew through the sky and landed steadily on the city wall, producing not only a loud bang but also a sound like a house collapsing.

The catapults on the city wall also retaliated, but the result was not much different from firing empty.

Tianliang was constantly being adjusted, but the officers and soldiers outside, whose operating skills were clearly far superior, didn't give them much time.

As the catapults on the city wall were smashed one after another, the slow and unhurried sound of war drums outside suddenly quickened.

The general at the front ordered his men to wave the flags and command the vanguard with large shields to move out.

Large shields, as big as doors, surrounded heavy siege ladders, which emerged in orderly fashion from the army.

"Are we going to attack the city today..." Xi Heng stood on a high place to the side, gazing into the distance.

The arrows fired by the defenders on the wall were all blocked by the large shields.

Only when the shield-bearing army got close enough did the Tianliang defenders smash canisters of oil, setting a sea of ​​fire outside the city as a defense, thus slowing down the army's approach.

The oil kept burning on the surface of the shields, but the soldiers ignored it and ran to another spot whenever the oil blocked their way.

No matter how many stones or arrows rained down from the city walls, they could hardly stop their advance; only kerosene could be of some use.

However, the Tianliang Army clearly didn't have much oil. After smashing down two or three cans, they started to use it sparingly. Only when the siege ladders were already set up on the city wall did they use oil to destroy the ladders.

Compared to a massive, all-out offensive, the Zhao army seemed to be slowly depleting the city's defensive resources.

Just when Xi Heng thought the two armies would be locked in a stalemate for a long time, outside the city wall, the catapult arm of the Great Zhao suddenly switched to a different type of ammunition.

The previous round stones have been replaced by heavily armored Ironclad Cavalry soldiers clad in full armor and wielding broadswords and giant axes.

Xi Heng, who was watching, blinked, and immediately heard a series of fierce and surging war drumbeats.

At the general's command, archers first stepped forward to suppress the fire of the city wall guards, and then sword and shield guards also surged forward through the gaps between the archers.

The officers and soldiers shouted the words "Kill the traitors!" with overwhelming momentum.

Ladders were brought in from the rear and quickly approached the city wall.

The flag bearer suddenly waved the flag in front of the catapult, and the two dark red characters "Da Zhao" rippled and undulated in the bright light of the burning oil.