Eighth Layer Heaven, Li Zhaowen.
When Li Guanyi arrived, his speed naturally slowed down, allowing the Turkic army to be locked in, smoothly forming a battle formation. The Military Soul surged, seemingly drawing in Primordial Qi from dozens of miles around in an instant, transforming into light arrows that rained down like a torrential storm.
"Shield!!!"
Yue Qianfeng shouted.
The style of the Central Plains Iron Cavalry lies in their tight military formation and more advanced equipnt.
Imdiately, they ford a shield formation with the military formation’s ferocity.
In the void, Primordial Qi circulated, combining with the military formation and Qi Fortune, transforming into a giant shield, seemingly real yet illusory, hanging in the air, completely resisting the arrow showers as if they were rain.
The Great Khan’s expression slightly darkened, and Mu Zhahe’s face changed as well.
They watched the forty thousand troops ahead and more than five renowned generals ranked on the Divine General List. Prince Qin, riding a Qilin, slowly turned, looking at the Turkic people ahead, raising his weapon in hand. As he breathed, the Overlord’s arrogance rose once again.
Although his robe was stained with blood, looking disheveled, his brows raised with an inherent grace.
"Welco to this place."
"Great Khan, here, is closer to Xiyi City than your Great Khan’s Tent."
"Why not return, and let’s enjoy song and dance together, shall we?"
The Great Khan’s gaze was sharp, staring at Li Guanyi.
Prince Qin’s weapon in hand rose, the black-red aura surged, twisted, and slowly connected with the forty thousand troops behind him. Suddenly, the heavens and earth fell silent, leaving only a desolate dead silence.
Who, in their greed for rit, acted heedlessly aggressive after all?
Is it Prince Qin who, for Murong Longtu’s life, stealthily entered; or is it the Great Khan who, despite noticing sothing amiss, deliberately ignored his inner unease just to seize the paramount rit in front of him?
There is only one answer.
Whoever loses.
Is the very one, greedy and aggressive in their quest!
Now, the offense and defense have changed places.
Only a hard-fought death match remains!
But, is it truly so?
Li Guanyi lowered his eyes slightly.
......
As Li Zhaowen set off.
In the most peripheral area of the entire grassland, a gentle laugh echoed.
"Seventh Prince and Madam have co, is it to visit the child? The child is very smart and also well-behaved, as handso as if taking after the Queen, yet his valor is not inferior to the Seventh Prince. Recently, I have been teaching him military strategy, he studies the Central Plains’ characters and classics very quickly indeed."
The Seventh Prince Ashina had a complex expression, looking at the man in front of him.
Ashina, at thirty-seven, t Breaking Army, at thirty-three.
Just as five years ago.
The strategist holding the child born to Ashina and the Princess of Ying Country, as the years passed, the strategist’s temperant grew more genteel and warm, yet his eyes remained as sharp and arrogant as when they first t.
Ashina signaled his child to co over, touching his head with a smile and speaking a bit, then let the nearby trusted aide take the child to his mother, while he personally entertained Breaking Army here.
Ashina had grown a beard; he was about to turn forty. He felt he had experienced many things, seen the heroes and great talents of the world, witnessed the terrifyingly tumultuous battlefields of the Central Plains, and once harbored ambitions to tread upon the world.
Then he encountered the Divine Martial King of that ti and was badly wounded.
Managing to escape with his life, he heard of the great battles in the Central Plains while recovering on the grasslands.
Even heroes like the Divine Martial King, renowned generals like Lu Youxian had fallen in battle.
Ashina beca much more composed.
He had tasted success, suffered Great Defeat, narrowly escaped death, and now, having a child, his ntal State was no longer the sa as back then.
Yet, this strategist still with just a single sentence stirred the fire in Ashina’s heart —
The strategist smiled and said:
"Would you, want to replace your father?"
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