Yang Taozhi leaped up, placing her feet on the sword's tail, feeling her body merge with the giant sword, and then glanced at Luo Ying.

That look was like a command, and the giant sword beneath his feet immediately stabbed towards Luo Ying.

Luo Ying was extremely fast, but he was unable to move under the pressure of the giant sword. By the time he was finally able to move, the giant sword was already a foot in front of him.

boom!

After the giant sword pierced the ground, it scattered and transformed into thousands upon thousands of swords, as if a sword mound had suddenly appeared on the battlefield below the city.

Luo Ying's body could no longer be found in the Sword Tomb.

That year, Yang Taozhi used the Changsui Half-City Sword to deal with Luo Ying, forcing Luo Ying to use the Ghost Fucheng technique to sacrifice countless lives in the city.

This time, Luo Ying didn't even have a chance to use Ghost City.

Seemingly sensing this outcome, Cangwu and Luowushan both drooped their heads and plummeted vertically into the air, already gone.

The difference was that Luo Wushan's face was dark purple, Cangwu exuded an ethereal aura, and he wore a smile.

Yang Taozhi's expression was solemn as she bowed deeply towards Gu Feng.

On the other side, Zhao Yan completely overwhelmed Xu Qingshan, defeating him when Yang Taozhi borrowed the sword, piercing his body with a spear and pinning him to the ground.

Before his death, Xu Qingshan did not say a word. He simply picked up the scroll tied to his waist and turned a page unhurriedly.

Zhao Yan did not disturb him.

Perhaps he really loves reading.

If he had passed the imperial examinations back then, would the outcome have been different?

Because Zhao Cheng had commented on Xu Qingshan to Zhao Yan, saying that he was both righteous and evil. He was clearly a refined gentleman, but he practiced the wicked and unpredictable Wuchang Sword. He was clearly not someone who killed innocent people indiscriminately, but he secretly did a lot of dirty work for the Wen family uncle and nephew.

He is a complex person.

That proves it.

When you're in the world of martial arts, you're not always in control of your own destiny.

"call……"

Xu Qingshan let out a long breath, as if exhaling his last breath, and then collapsed, still clutching the book.

Zhao Yan and Yang Taozhi exchanged a glance. Neither of them intended to return to the city wall. They remained standing in place, looking proudly at the Wen Jin army in front of them.

"Sister, are you all alone?" Zhao Yan asked.

"Just one person."

"Could it be that my elder brother went over there?"

"Um."

"Then what about here..."

"His Majesty said that Mr. Lian is worth 100,000 troops."

Zhao Yan stopped asking questions, and his eyes, no longer hesitant, became firm.

He gripped the spear diagonally in the backhand, assuming a fighting stance, and shouted sternly, "I, Zhao Yan, will live and die with Qingxia Valley!"

Yang Taozhi remained expressionless, only slightly tightening her grip on the slender sword in her hand.

Having witnessed the breathtaking battle between Cangwu and Luowushan, and then the deaths of Luo Ying and Xu Qingshan, even the young, spirited, and incredibly brave Wen Yong was so frightened that he took a few steps back, unsure of what to do for a moment.

They were the ones who took the initiative to attack, and their forces outnumbered the enemy's by several times. Yet, the Grand Tutor and the two commanders were killed in battle, and countless soldiers were killed or wounded. It was as if they were the ones who were being attacked.

Wen Yong habitually looked towards Chengdu.

Du Yucheng remained relatively calm, without retreating a single step. After glancing at Yang Taozhi and Zhao Yan, he quickly assessed the situation on the battlefield and shouted loudly, "Although the Imperial Preceptor has fallen, the enemy's most powerful Jinghai Swordsman has also perished! The men of Wenjin are all brave warriors who charge forward! Our old brothers from the Zhenhai Camp know nothing of retreat!"

"Brothers, our forces still outnumber the enemy several times over. We can't turn the tide with just two of their Grandmasters!"

"Hear my command, charge into Qingxia Valley and reclaim our lost homeland!"

"The first person to enter Qingxia Valley will be granted a noble title and a marquisate!!"

"kill!!!"

After speaking, the Jin army charged towards Qingxia Valley again. Du Yucheng, who was standing to the side, asked Wen Yong, "Vice Commander, why don't you charge?"

“I…” Wen Yong hesitated.

Du Yucheng shouted sternly, "If you're scared out of your wits, then go back and be your crown prince, and I, the Grand Commander, will lead the charge. If you still consider yourself the Deputy Grand Commander, then lead the troops to victory!"

Whether you can hold onto that position from now on depends on this battle!

Upon hearing this, Wen Yong suddenly woke up, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.

He knew that what Du Yucheng said was true; Wen Hu now held the reins of power in the court, and even if he became emperor in the future, he would only be a figurehead under Wen Hu. But if he led his soldiers to break through the Qingxia Pass in this battle, his prestige in the army would be immeasurable.

From then on, they had real capital.

"The Grand Commander must oversee the overall situation, so naturally, I, the Deputy Grand Commander, should be in charge of the charge!"

Wen Yong's expression hardened. He raised his crescent blade and joined the charging crowd.

Just as the Jin army was getting closer and closer, and Yang Taozhi and Zhao Yan were about to make their move, the city gate behind them suddenly made a 'clattering' sound.

The Jin army was stunned and gradually slowed their pace.

What's going on?

Did the Han army open the city gates themselves?

Before long, a troop of soldiers emerged from the city, their steps swift yet rhythmic, and soon lined up behind Yang Taozhi and Zhao Yan.

Black armor, long spear, red cloak.

It's the Dragon Spear Guard!

At this moment, Lian Zhongyi, dressed in a feather fan and silk turban, appeared on the city wall. While fanning himself, he said, "Du Yu, Chengdu, you must be exhausted after attacking for three days and three nights. Why bother with all that trouble? I can come out and fight you."

Du Yucheng's mind raced as he analyzed Lian Zhongyi's intentions. He then said, "I understand. The Dragon Spear Guards are excellent in open field battles, but they can't utilize their advantages in defending cities. But do you think that just five thousand Dragon Spear Guards and two Grandmasters can repel the large army behind me?"

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