336: Chapter 187: The Old General with White Hair, Having Witnessed Countless Lives and Deaths!
_1 336: Chapter 187: The Old General with White Hair, Having Witnessed Countless Lives and Deaths!
_1 In the midst of the Autumn Kill Army’s main formation.
On the Qi Army’s command platform, Zhongxuan Chuliang from a distance caught sight of the scene unfolding.
He couldn’t help but reveal a trace of a smile, saying to those around him, “Look at the tiger cub from our Zhong Xuan Family!”
…
To have the enemy at one’s own command platform is a matter of utmost disgrace.
One could see that across the vast, sprawling battlefield, countless soldiers from Yang Country were desperately rushing back, trying to kill the detestable Qi Army — this was naturally a poor choice; if Ji Cheng were still able to command the battle, he would never allow such a situation to occur.
But it indeed happened.
The Qi Army naturally would not show rcy, catching up and with a swing of a blade, it turned into a massacre.
So Yang soldiers turned to fight to the death, while others continued to push back.
The battle situation was in utter chaos; the Yang Army fought each for themselves.
So held their ground, bolstering the defenses, while others, with bloodshot eyes, charged recklessly.
So returned to aid the Middle Army, while others began to flee…
In the absence of Ji Cheng’s superior command, the gap between the Yang Army and the Qi Army was starkly exposed.
It wasn’t just a matter of strength, not just a matter of military discipline – this gap was all-encompassing and huge!
The situation was irredeemable, heading towards complete collapse.
And on the command platform of the Yang Army’s main formation.
Ji Cheng, with one arrow, overturned the enemy’s ranks and couldn’t help but gasp for breath deeply twice.
The collapse of the entire battlefield marked the beginning of his shattering prestige and will as the commander of the Yang Army.
He had almost single-handedly sustained the battle situation, and correspondingly, as the building toppled, he would be the first to be crushed!
Such was the impact that it had damaged his Inner Mansion.
The once first expert of the External Building Environnt from Yang Country was, after all, old.
He had battled too long in life, and the hidden injuries he suffered in his early years resurfaced in his old age.
Neither Zhongxuan Sheng nor Jiang Wang, nor Fourteen were pushovers.
And they ca commanding the strength of thousands in their formations, and this was the Autumn Kill Army!
That he could flip them over with a single arrow was already proof of Ji Cheng’s enduring might.
However…
Those figures, who had already lost their formations yet unhesitatingly charged again, seed to declare to him why Qi was a strong state.
It wasn’t just one or two young prodigies, not just one or two peerless military deities.
This was a matter of national might, of being the strongest under heaven!
And the talent of Yang Country had withered.
His entire Ji family had perished; even his daughter-in-law, who had remarried, had just now died before his eyes.
He was the only old general left.
He had pushed himself to the edge of death over these years, surviving one piece of bad news after another, bearing one blow after another.
Because he knew that he was the only old general left.
Yang Country needed him; he could not die!
The old general’s eyes rounded fiercely as he drew his bow once more, loosing three arrows!
One arrow pierced through that brilliant swordsmanship.
Jiang Wang leaped with his Fla teor, but still received a deep slash across his waist, leaving a trail of blood.
Another arrow shot towards that colossal figure, like a mountain toppling fat man.
A strong repelling force hindered the space in front of him; Zhongxuan Sheng had already exerted his full strength, yet the arrow still penetrated everything, lodging in his abdon.
Although it was slowed by the layers of fat and did not fully pierce through, it too sunk into his flesh, leaving only the feathered end trembling externally!
The last arrow aid at the swordsman in black helt and armor.
Fourteen held a great sword with both hands, placing it horizontal before him.
However, this arrow struck the black great sword and shockingly propelled it, along with Fourteen’s black armor.
Boom!
Fourteen’s whole body was thrown several yards, spewing fresh blood.
Three arrows were released, all three achieving their mark.
But, one after another, dense masses of the Autumn Kill Army’s soldiers surged up.
In the blink of an eye, they crowded the vast command platform.
Ji Cheng leaped up, drew his bow but not to shoot at n; instead, he shot an arrow into the ground!
The arrow struck the command platform and disappeared, buried deep within,
And at that mont, a massive shockwave exploded from where the arrow struck, pushing all the soldiers of the Autumn Kill Army who had just climbed onto the platform back down.
The number of deaths on the spot was uncountable.
Whoo-whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo-whoo!
The command platform, which had just been cleared by a single arrow, was now covered with innurable screaming Fla Sparrows.
These were Jiang Wang’s exploding Fla Sparrows!
While still bleeding from his waist, he had already launched a counterassault.
Boom!
Ji Cheng drew the bowstring, creating a dull sound like an earth dragon stirring.
This bow, a treasured heirloom of the Tianxiong Ji family, was passed from father to son, to grandson, and finally returned to his hands.
Its na was Qiu Shan.
In ancient tis, great archers saw everything as if it were Qiu Shan; every shot was sure to hit.
Thus, it was nad!
With one twang of the Qiu Shan bowstring, the countless shrieks of the Fla Sparrows were instantly drowned out.
Moreover, one after another, the Fla Sparrows disintegrated before they could even get close to Ji Cheng!
Now, Zhongxuan Sheng, struck by an arrow in his belly, didn’t utter a sound, grabbed the still trembling arrow shaft, and forcefully pulled it out, along with the flesh it tore away, and flung it to the ground.
He then leaped up, his fist in the air, and a powerful “propelling” force repelled Ji Cheng, forcing him towards Zhongxuan Sheng’s fist.
Ji Cheng had just dispersed the exploding Fla Sparrows when he faced this fist.
He, as if frail and decrepit, was lifted off the ground, and “propelled” right into Zhongxuan Sheng.
He raised his dry, tree-bark-like fist to et the younger, massive fist of Zhongxuan Sheng.
With Heavy Technique amplifying it, how could Zhongxuan Sheng’s punch be rely powerful?
But upon barely touching fists, Zhongxuan Sheng was blasted back, his combat stance shattered.
Ji Cheng’s punch could have easily sent him flying, but he intentionally controlled it to break his opponent’s stance without letting him escape.
Of course, this was to… kill him.
Zhongxuan Sheng’s Heavy Technique was broken, his combat stance shattered.
And Ji Cheng directly turned the Qiu Shan bow around, using the string to slash at Zhongxuan Sheng’s head!
Clang!
A symphony of tal.
But it was the arrival of the figure in black helm and armor, Number Fourteen.
He was blown away by an arrow, still spitting blood, but without hesitation, he rushed back and arrived just in ti.
The heavy black sword crashed down on Ji Cheng’s bowstring, ringing like a bell.
The Qiu Shan bowstring was pressed all the way down to the bow itself.
Ji Cheng, gripping the Qiu Shan bow, flicked the string with his fingers!
The black sword, along with Number Fourteen himself, was sent flying by the bowstring.
Ji Cheng held on to the Qiu Shan bow, using the string as a blade, to slash again at Zhongxuan Sheng’s throat.
But in his heart, he let out a soft sigh.
A sword light that chased the moon fell from the high sky.
Like starlight or moonlight bathing him, there was no escape.
Jiang Wang had arrived again!
What made Ji Cheng sigh was not his own fate or the fleeting chance to kill Zhongxuan Sheng, but these people from the Qi Army.
So young, so strong, and so fearlessly fierce!
They represented the future, they represented hope.
And what of Yang Country?
The old general’s white hair was already silvery white.
The Qiu Shan bowstring, without being drawn, shot forth.
With his body as an arrow, Ji Cheng shot upwards, bypassing Zhongxuan Sheng, to face Jiang Wang above and once again raised his withered fist.
Jiang Wang, high in the sky, rely thought, and bound the tiger with five qi!
The knot made of qi ropes sourced from five qi collapsed, and the five qi imdiately smoothed over.
And Ji Cheng had smashed into the sword light.
He faced Jiang Wang and threw a punch!
But an intensely strong repulsive force above, and a surging suction force below, ca at him.
Zhongxuan Sheng steadied his stance, his hands wide open.
“Co down with …”
Ji Cheng, soaring upwards, suddenly descended by half a foot!
At the sa ti, Number Fourteen once again charged back fearlessly, his longsword tracing a wide arc.
His swordsmanship was simple, direct, precise, and always faced life and death head-on.
He slashed horizontally at Ji Cheng’s waist!
And in the sky, Jiang Wang made a decisive move; his sword turned the sea of people vast, plunging down towards Ji Cheng’s Heavenly Spirit.
Zhongxuan Sheng used all his might, with Heavy Technique, to bind him on the spot.
Surrounded on three sides, they ford a triangle of certain death.
However, Ji Cheng’s eyes were very calm.
As calm as the strands of silver hair that fluttered in the wind around him.
Swaying with the wind’s rise, falling with its descent.
The old general with white hair had seen countless life-and-death situations!
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