"You will be surprised."
"However, if you want good wine, there is good wine for everyone!"
Just as everyone was about to move, the sound of rumbling thunder ca from behind. This sound made everyone tense up subconsciously, instinctively gripping their weapons. Even the mounts began to show signs of unease due to a certain oppressive aura.
Yue Pengwu raised his eyes, ripples appeared in the void, and the Dharma Form of the Golden Winged Great Peng manifested behind him, looking coldly ahead. Yue Pengwu could already see with his naked eye the Military Evil Qi almost solidifying, and said softly:
"Cavalry, a great army, it seems that those defeated troops have brought soone in."
"Defeated troops?"
Dou Hao was slightly stunned, suddenly recalling the army they encountered when they arrived earlier, which they had thought to be an ambush. This had put everyone on edge. Now it seed they were rely defeated troops...
If they were defeated troops, then wait a mont!
Dou Hao looked at the Prince Qin over there, his heart shaking.
...Did the Prince Qin defeat these people alone?
Defending the pass alone, standing guard by himself.
The third Divine General of the World, Prince Qin, Heavenly Strategy General.
Yue Pengwu observed this Military Evil Qi and said, "But this ti, I’m afraid it will draw a large army."
"Hmm..."
The spirits of many martial heroes tightened. Unlike Yue Qianfeng in the past, who attacked cities alone, they were not as unhurried and bold.
After all, Yue Qianfeng was the foremost infantryman of the Southern Country, at the peak of his class. These people’s martial skills were far inferior to Yue Qianfeng’s, but the hot blood in their hearts surged with no less fervor.
The warhorses sounded like thunder, causing clouds to rise high into the sky.
The crowd ford ranks, each holding their weapons in a standoff, tense, watching from afar as the great army surged over like a tide from the south. Li Guanyi rode his divine steed forward, holding his weapon, standing calmly in front.
Niu Wei was about to shout to warn the Prince Qin to be careful.
But in an instant, that vast tide of cavalry, rushing like thunder, suddenly pulled their reins as if the line of stormy waves stopped abruptly dozens of feet before the Prince Qin.
Extre motion, then abrupt stillness, turning into extre silence.
This sudden change and reversal almost made one’s breath freeze in an instant. The martial heroes only felt their hearts pounding, with palms gripping their weapons soaked in cold sweat.
Deathly silence.
The swirling dust and air waves brought by the speeding cavalry surged forward, the warhorses uneasily shaking their heads. The Prince Qin’s dark sleeves fluttered, and beneath the broad sleeves of the Civil and Military Sleeves, his hand gripped the dark golden Divine Weapon, hair tied with a jade pin, calm and serene.
Even alone, standing before thousands of troops, his montum was not diminished in the slightest.
The two sides faced off, and the martial heroes watched this scene, holding their breaths.
The leading general stared hard at the Prince Qin in front, gripping his weapon tightly. Around him, colonels and generals either had their pupils contracted or breathed heavily, hearts pounding wildly. The Prince Qin had been in command of the world for no more than five years, yet he had won every battle, and every strike was a success.
Vaguely, he already possessed the aura of an undefeated military god.
Reputation, too, was worth thousands of troops!
The divine steed under Li Guanyi took a step forward, and the atmosphere of the army ahead beca tense in an instant. The leading general gritted his teeth, raised his weapon, and shouted, "Prince Qin, coming into our country’s territory today, taking our generals, attacking our cities, for what purpose!!!"
Li Guanyi calmly replied, "I am only here to receive soone, and you all are rely blocking the way."
Talking tough—who wouldn’t?
The general was speechless.
Li Guanyi held his weapon, slowly lifting it. The dark golden Divine Weapon, the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd, pointed at the thousands of troops ahead, his deanor calm, and behind him, the void rippled, golden red scale armor flowing. The low roar of a tiger, accompanied by the clamor of steel, ford an indescribable aura, saying:
"Are you planning to be enemies with a solitary king?"
The simple words fell.
Thousands of troops!
No one dared to respond!
The general’s heart pounded, originally wanting to shout angrily, "What if we’re enemies," but his reason, and even his body’s instincts, restrained him from such reckless behavior. He had already decided to speak, yet his mouth seed nailed shut, unable to open, let alone voice the words.
Li Guanyi calmly said, "Of course..."
"I do not intend to wage war with Ying Country at this mont. Coming here was originally just to hear of the birth of the emperor of Central State’s daughter, the Red Emperor’s Majesty, and congratulate him."
The Prince Qin offered a way out, avoiding imdiate conflict.
The general breathed a sigh of relief, remained silent for a while, then said, "If you are going to Central State, couldn’t you take the waterway? Why co here..." But as he spoke, without receiving a response, he guessed the Prince Qin intended to et Yue Pengwu, not wanting to fight here, he gained confidence and said:
"Then, does Your Majesty intend to turn back?"
The martial heroes collectively breathed a sigh of relief.
The cold sweat on their backs had soaked through. Knowing the matter was resolved, they realized that even if they were pursued by Ying Country’s thousand troops at the end, they would still have saved their lives.
Only Yue Pengwu, Dou Hao, and Dan Xiong understood the shifts in montum and Qi Fortune.
Dou Hao and Dan Xiong exchanged glances, knowing that if the Prince Qin chose to retreat at this mont, it would be a sign of weakness, revealing to the opponent that there was no backup. They might dare to strike once, and even in military reports and historical records, they could write that the Prince Qin was repelled by them.
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