"Is the Great Zhou’s fate truly exhausted? Even won and children are on the battlefield."
The one ordered to capture the east city gate was an Assistant General of Great Qi, who always looked down on the Great Zhou, thinking their soldiers were weaklings, completely outclassed by Great Qi’s iron cavalry.
"You are wrong!" Yang Chuxia looked at him, "The Great Zhou is telling you that if even a woman and child can defeat you, then where is your Great Qi’s guaranteed victory?"
Yang Chuxia’s clear voice ca through, leaving him montarily stunned.
At that mont, Ye Liu took the opportunity to cut off his horse’s leg.
However, the man was evidently skilled, as he leapt up and seized a soldier’s horse, once again confronting Ye Liu.
anwhile, Yangyang, cradled in Yang Chuxia’s arms and holding a soft sword, together they stood on the left and right, making it impossible for anyone to approach.
In the midst of battle, Yang Chuxia kept an eye on Yangyang. The child’s face was cold and somber as his sword pierced a man’s neck, remarkably unfazed.
She even felt as if the child was innately destined for the battlefield.
Ye Liu was also quite skilled, having trained the other guards himself. Together, they surrounded the Assistant General of Great Qi. In no ti, the Assistant General’s head was severed.
Without their commander, the remaining soldiers were insignificant.
They thought the east city gate would be secure, but unexpectedly another troop arrived, this ti with even more n than before.
"Madam, let’s withdraw for now." Ye Liu saw that there were too many of them, and their small group staying here would be futile.
Yet before Yang Chuxia could make a decision, she noticed the Great Zhou soldiers retreating from inside. With just one glance, Yang Chuxia understood the city couldn’t be held, and they wanted to fall back, but the eastern city gate was blocked by Great Qi.
"It’s too late now." At this mont, the opposite side was all Great Qi’s people.
Yangyang looked at everyone, then suddenly said to Yang Chuxia, "Mother, let handle it."
"You? What are you planning to do?"
"Mother, have soone light the fire, and tie an oil jar to the torch. I can use my palm wind to blow the fire over to Great Qi. If I hit just one person accurately, he can bring down ten more behind him. With oil on the fire, it will instantly blaze in Great Qi’s ranks. We can open a gap in Great Qi to break out of the encirclent."
Yang Chuxia was surprised, her mouth agape. What kind of martial arts had her son learned to be so formidable?
As if knowing what she was thinking, Yangyang chuckled, "The ’Poison Old Man’ said this martial art has no na, so I nad it myself, calling it ’Air-Splitting Sea’."
Yang Chuxia hadn’t moved yet when Ye Liu, who heard the conversation, had already fetched two torches. Yangyang threw the two torches into the air, his small body soared, striking with both palms, sending the torches accurately towards Great Qi’s troops.
In no ti, two rows of Great Qi’s orderly troops toppled over, and as the torches hit the ground, the oil jars underneath also fell, igniting in an instant.
So tried to intercept the torches midway, but the weapons thrown were strangely severed.
"Son, how is your inner strength so profound?"
"The ’Poison Old Man’s’ dicine is amazing; each pill increases your inner strength by ten years. I took three in a year, and coupled with my fierce training, that’s why it’s like this." Yangyang regrettably noted that one person could only take three, otherwise, he would be even more powerful.
Yang Chuxia wanted to know more but now wasn’t the ti for inquiries.
She saw Mu Shaoling lead his n out first, followed by an Assistant General carrying Old Mu, who was pierced by arrows in both shoulder and back.
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