"stop!"

Upon reaching a dense forest, Wang Jian gave an order, and the army immediately halted in front of the forest.

Ying Zheng, standing at the forefront, also turned his gaze to the dense forest. As far as the eye could see, there were only dark trees. Although it was a dense forest, it was extremely quiet, without any sounds of birds or beasts.

What should have been a vibrant place was now eerily quiet, as if it were a deathly wasteland.

Wang Jian surveyed the dense forest, his gaze turning cold as he said, "It's too quiet here."

Based on his years of military experience, he believed that such a dense forest should be teeming with life, and might even contain ferocious beasts like tigers; it would never be so quiet.

Ying Zheng surveyed the dense forest and said, "Let's send someone to investigate first."

Since Wang Jian had spoken, he naturally wouldn't disregard his words.

After all, when it comes to military experience, Wang Jian, who had experienced countless battles and fought on the battlefield for many years, was clearly much more experienced than him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jian ordered, "Second team, listen up!"

A lieutenant quickly cupped his hands in greeting, "Your subordinate is here!"

Just as Wang Jian was about to give the order, he heard a "whoosh" sound coming from the dense forest. He saw countless arrows flying from the sky, heading towards the direction of the Qin army.

Their numbers were so great that they resembled a dense swarm of crows, obscuring the entire sky.

Upon seeing this, Wang Jian's expression tightened, and he shouted, "Ambush! Be careful!"

After speaking, he leaped down in front of Ying Zheng and swung his spear to cut down the rapidly flying arrows.

The Qin army reacted swiftly, with its generals drawing their weapons and slashing at the arrows. Although the arrows were fast, most of them were cut down by the Qin army.

After all, Ying Zheng attached great importance to this war, and Wang Jian did not dare to be careless. He selected the strongest soldiers in Qin and naturally handled the situation with ease.

Even if some arrows were not struck down, the Qin soldiers were able to react quickly and dodge them.

As a barrage of arrows rained down, everything gradually returned to calm.

Ying Zheng rode his black horse and looked ahead, saying, "It seems we are very close to the stronghold of the Yin Yang School."

He was well aware that such a level of security would never have existed if it weren't for the fact that it was so close to the Yin Yang School's stronghold.

Although encountering an ambush is not a good thing, on the other hand, meeting these guys means that the information that Qin had obtained before was correct, and the Yin Yang School's stronghold is indeed here.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of men in black, armed with swords and knives, swiftly rushed towards the Qin army from the dense forest.

Seeing this, Wang Jian's eyes turned cold, and he roared, "Follow me and kill!"

At his command, he charged ahead, raising his spear and charging towards the group of men in black.

He moved with incredible speed, appearing in front of a man in black in the blink of an eye. He raised his spear high and slashed down, pressing down on the man in black with a powerful aura.

Faced with this shot, the man in black's eyes turned serious. He dared not be careless in the slightest and raised his long sword with both hands to block Wang Jian's spear.

He had encountered this kind of attack before, and he could block it with his longsword, so he wasn't too panicked.

But the next moment, the man in black's expression changed drastically. As the spear fell, an incomparably savage force spread out, like an unstoppable ocean pressing down on him, instantly breaking the longsword in two, and then falling straight towards the man in black's face.

In his terrified gaze, the spear gradually magnified in his pupils.

"Zzz!"

As the spear fell, blood splattered in the air, and the man in black collapsed to the ground, his warm blood staining the ground crimson.

After killing the man in black with a single spear thrust, Wang Jian did not stop there. He took a step forward and continued to leap forward, sweeping his spear horizontally and slashing down at another man in black in front of him.

The shot came suddenly and with incredible speed. The man in black had just turned around and hadn't even had time to react before the spear was already inches away.

Before he could react, the spear had already slashed across his throat, instantly tearing open a gash and gushing blood.

Then the man in black collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Wang Jian did not stop. He continued to rush forward, charging into the crowd of men in black. With each swing of his spear, blood splattered through the air. Cries of agony filled the air as one man in black after another fell to the ground.

He was like a god of death; wherever he went, men in black fell to the ground, their blood flowing out and staining the earth crimson.

The other Qin soldiers were also very brave. Although the group of men in black were well-trained and clearly experienced fighters, the Qin soldiers dealt with them with ease.

With a single sword strike, he blocked the attack from the man in black, then with a powerful push, the force sent the man in black staggering backward.

Then, the lieutenant seized the opportunity, swept his longsword horizontally, and instantly slashed through the black-clad man's chest. As the gash opened, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the black-clad man fell to the ground, dying once again.

The lieutenant did not stop there, but continued to charge forward.

Although the men in black were prepared first, the difference in strength in this battle was too great. Almost all the corpses lying on the ground were those of the men in black, scattered haphazardly.

While there were also corpses of Qin soldiers, they were few in number.

Moreover, he was surrounded by multiple men in black, and it was only after a hard-won opportunity that he managed to find an opening and kill one of the Qin soldiers.

But even killing a single Qin soldier would come at an unimaginable cost.

The battle was a foregone conclusion and ended quickly.

Those men in black who had charged forward so aggressively were quickly lying on the ground, dead.

Looking at the mountain of black-clad corpses piled on the ground, Wang Jian returned to Ying Zheng's side, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, the enemy has been completely annihilated."

Ying Zheng also noticed the difference in strength and nodded in satisfaction, "Well done!"

Then he looked ahead and ordered, "Keep moving forward. Let those people know that this level of effort is completely insufficient to stop the Great Qin."

Wang Jian cupped his hands and said, "This old minister is ready. The Yin-Yang School will definitely understand the strength of the Great Qin this time. This old minister will make them remember this matter deeply and never forget it."

There were still traces of blood on his cheeks, which made his gaze even colder. Coupled with that terrifying aura, it sent chills down the spines of those around him.

This is the spirit of the Qin general.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said, "That's what I think too. Let us, the emperor and his minister, leave them with a shock that they will never forget."