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In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.
Boom! Boom!
Outside the city, the sound of war drums echoed.
On the vast grassland, the thirty thousand troops led by Huang Li began to march. This was his regular army, and the discipline was strict; all soldiers stood tall and proud.
With a single command, the army set off.
Meanwhile, those from the academy positioned themselves on the flanks of this thirty-thousand-strong force. Unlike others who walked, Chen Anlin, Su Menghan, and some privileged youths had horses provided for them. The ordinary students could only grumble; after all, they had brought their own horses.
Xiao Chen hid among the crowd, casting furtive glances around, wary of drawing attention to himself.
"Master, are you sure about the southwestern direction?" Xiao Chen asked.
"I can confirm that is where the ancient tomb is located. The real question is, how will you sneak out?"
Originally, the plan of the Extraterritorial Fairy was to wait for chaos to erupt on the battlefield. However, upon seeing this disciplined army, it seemed unlikely that chaos would ensue.
After hearing her concerns, Xiao Chen smiled. "Creating chaos is simple; I can do that."
"But what if we lose?"
"A defeat would be even better. That Huang Li is clearly a lackey of the Chen family. Such a person has no right to be a general guarding our borders," Xiao Chen scoffed. "I once thought he was a good person, but now I've seen his true colors. I, Xiao Chen, will not associate with someone like him."
"Alright then, what do you plan to do?" The Extraterritorial Fairy hesitated for a moment. Deep down, she didn't fully agree with Xiao Chen's perspective. After all, Huang Li had his own interests; that was normal. The key point was that he was guarding the borders and protecting countless ordinary citizens behind him! If chaos broke out here and Huang Li's forces were defeated, wouldn't those citizens also suffer?
However, Xiao Chen clearly hadn't considered this much as he explained: "Master, when the enemy's wolf cavalry charges, I'll tell my little brothers that we've lost. Everyone will definitely panic and scatter."
"Your plan isn't bad," she acknowledged.
Just then, a howling roar echoed from afar.
It was the sound of the Northern Barbarians launching their attack.
Woo! Woo!
Soon after, everyone saw dark masses of wolf cavalry charging in from both sides and straight ahead.
"Form up! The wolf cavalry is charging!"
With a commanding shout from Huang Li, all the troops quickly assembled. Shield bearers took their positions at the front, while long spears, each three meters in length, extended through the gaps behind them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At that moment, the enemy's wolf cavalry was less than a kilometer away, and a volley of arrows shot towards them from the advancing riders. This was one of the terrifying aspects of the wolf cavalry; each soldier was equipped with powerful crossbows capable of launching bolts with immense force. Even a sixth or fifth-grade warrior could be pierced through by these projectiles.
Only heavy shields could withstand such attacks. However, no matter how solid the defense, gaps would inevitably appear. The archers among the wolf cavalry were exceptionally skilled, working in perfect unison to target the weak points of the shield bearers.
In just one round of fire, over a hundred soldiers fell, dying on the spot.
Huang Li had anticipated this situation long ago and bellowed, "Hold your ground! Defend in place!"
Clang! Clang!
After stabilizing their formation, the enemy's arrows ceased to cause significant damage. The wolf cavalry halted their advance as well. After all, they were low on supplies; although their powerful crossbows were effective, each arrow was crafted from precious iron and could not be wasted.
"What’s going on with you? You brought a bunch of rookies out here?"
The opposing commander, Alimu, glanced at the academy's troops and mocked.
"Alimu, what do you know? These are our Da Zhou's talented students! Each one of them has the ability to take on a hundred foes!" Huang Li retorted sharply.
"Hahaha! What a joke! If they're so formidable, let’s see how they fare against my Da Bei's genius."
With that, a short young man with a cold gaze stepped forward, wielding a nine-ringed broadsword.
"This is our northern genius, Yuan Shang! If you have someone capable, send them out for a duel!" Alimu said with a grin.
Huang Li narrowed his eyes.
It was an old tradition to send someone out for a duel before two armies clashed. However, it was rare for young warriors to be chosen for such contests. He had heard of Yuan Shang before; he was said to be the son of the Yuan family from the North and had reached seventh-grade cultivation. Yet, it was rumored that his actual combat strength could only match early sixth-grade warriors.
At this moment, Huang Li would not back down; refusing to fight would only diminish morale.
"Hmph! Our Da Zhou has countless geniuses; any random person we choose can defeat him!" Huang Li scoffed and called out, "Who will step up to face him?"
On the academy's side, several students eagerly prepared to take on the challenge.
After all, this was an opportunity to make a name for oneself. If one could defeat the opponent, fame and rewards would follow.
Of course, everyone was aware of the risks involved.
"I'll do it!"
A thin young man rushed forward.
"My name is Yang Chong, and I would like to test my skills against you."
This individual was a genius from an ordinary academy, at the peak of the seventh rank. Armed with a long spear, he leaped into the air and charged at Yuan Shang.
Yuan Shang scoffed, "It seems anyone dares to challenge me now. Let me show you what true power looks like."
With that, Yuan Shang sprang into action, his entire body radiating with blood and energy at its peak.
Buzz!
In an instant, he raised his Nine-Section Staff, and the force emanating from it seemed to warp the very space around them.
Yang Chong was no slouch; his strength was impressive and his speed even more so. However, as he approached, the terrifying wave of energy from the Nine-Section Staff swept toward him.
Yang Chong's expression changed drastically as he quickly raised his staff to defend himself. With a loud bang, his long spear shattered upon impact.
The force did not diminish; it continued to surge forward.
"Wait! This is Intent!" someone exclaimed in shock.
Under such overwhelming power, Yang Chong felt his scalp tingle with fear.
"Ah!"
He let out a cry of despair as the Intent sent him flying through the air.
Pfft!
Yang Chong was abruptly bisected, dying on the spot in a gruesome manner.
Wow!
At that moment, the troops on Huang Li's side erupted in an uproar.
They had actually lost.
It was important to note that both Yang Chong and Yuan Shang were of equal rank; even if he couldn't win, he shouldn't have lost so decisively!
To be bisected like that was unimaginable.
Those who had initially been eager to take their turn now hesitated in fear.
Huang Li's face turned particularly grim.
This battle had not only cost them a life but also shattered their morale. In a standoff between two armies, morale was crucially important.
The morale was high, and the army's combat effectiveness increased geometrically, allowing them to win even against greater numbers. However, if morale was low, the only option would be to retreat, and in that case, the enemy's wolf cavalry would not be easy to handle.
"General, we must send someone else up," one of his subordinates suggested.
"Hmm." Huang Li nodded in agreement.
"How about sending that young man, Xiao Chen? He is a leader among the commoners and possesses considerable strength. He has defeated countless enemies on previous outings. I believe he can handle Yuan Shang!" an elderly deputy general proposed.
Having interacted with Xiao Chen a few times before, he found the young man impressive, his eyes filled with determination.
Xiao Chen. The name made Huang Li furrow his brow slightly. If he had previously looked down on Xiao Chen, it would be difficult to ask him for help now without losing face.
Within the ranks, some began to whisper among themselves.
"Yuan Shang is incredibly strong; it seems there are very few who can take him on from our side."
"Exactly! The Northern Barbarians aren't fools; they will definitely send their best."
"Sigh, Yang Chong's death was truly tragic."
"Over here, Brother Xiao Chen could take on this person," one of Xiao Chen's subordinates chimed in.
"Yes! Brother Xiao Chen represents us commoners; he can definitely do it!"
"Xiao Ge, why don’t you go?" someone suggested.
"I just heard a deputy general recommend you to General Huang Li," another added.
Xiao Chen scoffed, "I don't want to go up there."
What a joke; Huang Li was just a lackey of the Chen family—there was no way he would help. Besides, he preferred to keep a low profile and avoid standing out. However, others saw this as cowardice on Xiao Chen's part.
【Ding! Xiao Chen is questioned for being cowardly; Luck Value is plundered.】
Chen Anlin smiled.
"Truly sitting back and letting luck fall from the sky."
"Fine then, I’ll go."
Chen Anlin did not want to witness Huang Li suffer a defeat. Since everyone else was afraid of the tiger in front and the wolf behind, he decided to confront the opponent himself.
"Hey, Young Master Chen is coming out!" someone exclaimed.
"Young Master, you—" Huang Li was taken aback as he saw Chen Anlin approaching.
"General Huang, let me handle this. You can trust me," Chen Anlin said confidently.
"No way!" Huang Li immediately rejected the idea, his voice cold. "Young Master, it's not that I don't trust you, but your status is too noble. If anything happens—"
If anything were to happen, it would surely jeopardize his career. The Chen family would definitely retaliate against him.
"Just watch with peace of mind," Chen Anlin replied without further ado and charged out on horseback.
Huang Li wanted to stop him, but before he could speak, Chen Anlin had already reached a short distance from Yuan Shang.
Yuan Shang narrowed his eyes. "Who goes there?"
"I am Chen Anlin, son of the Chen family from the Great Zhou Dynasty."
As soon as Chen Anlin finished speaking, Yuan Shang's eyes lit up. "Hahaha! So you are the son of the Chen family! Good, good! If I kill you, the Chen family will surely be enraged!"
"Hmph, such arrogance!"
Chen Anlin summoned a flash of yellow light and with a whoosh, the piercing sound of a flying sword echoed in the air.
Yuan Shang initially intended to defend himself, but he did not expect Chen Anlin's attack to be so swift. Just as he raised his weapon, he felt a numbness in his hand.
He looked down in shock to see his arm severed; blood gushed forth like a fountain from the stump.
"Ah!!!"
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