xymnovel Chapter 996 Working Together from Within and Without to Eliminate Dissidents!
Chapter 996 Working Together from Within and Without to Eliminate Dissidents!
"Purple Nether Team! Follow me!"
Suddenly, Qiao Shefei pulled on the reins, and the Purple Dark Steed reared up with a long neigh, its front hooves crushing three skulls.
"We can't let you get away. Who told you to block our way?"
"If you don't die, that prince won't be able to easily gather the remaining Martial Might Guards!"
He looked at Li Jingyuan, who was directing the retreat in the distance, and a sinister smile crept onto his lips.
The old general of the Wuxiong Left Guard had a broken arrow stuck in his armor, and his green horse, soaked in sweat, was neighing as it turned towards Eagle Beak Cliff.
"General Li! The Duke of Zhenguo orders an immediate retreat!"
The lieutenant's shouts were drowned out by the sound of bugles.
"Wait a minute!"
Li Jingyuan suddenly reined in his horse, his spear drawing a silver arc in the setting sun.
"The Yellow Turban Army retreated too calmly..."
He gazed at the surging tide of the Yellow Turban Army not far away, his aged eyes flashing with a sharp light.
Before the words were finished, the neighing of the Purple Nether Steed pierced the twilight. Qiao Shefei crossed his Doomsday Twin Blades into a cross, the purple light on the blades flickering erratically, drawing mysterious trajectories on the warhorse.
The amethyst pendants on the scabbards of the twelve elite Purple Nether Squad members behind him all emitted a faint glow.
"General Li, may you rest in peace!"
Qiao Shefei grinned maliciously, and his twin blades suddenly transformed into a sky full of purple shadows.
The first strike shattered the shield in front of Li Jingyuan; the second strike severed the tail of the green horse; and the third strike aimed straight for the old general's throat!
Li Jingyuan held his spear horizontally, sparks flying amidst the clanging of metal. Suddenly, his green horse reared up, its front hooves slamming heavily onto the back of Qiao Shefei's knife, deflecting seven-tenths of the powerful blow.
"Yellow Turban rebels, prepare to die!"
The old general thrust his spear tip straight at Qiao Shefei's face.
"Hey, even an old dog can bark at the sun!"
Qiao Shefei suddenly burst into laughter, and the Doomsday Twin Blades suddenly flew out of his hand, forming a swirling purple vortex in mid-air.
"Ding! Qiao Shefei's skills Purple Nether and Demon Slash are activated!"
Currently, Qiao Shefei's base attack power is 106. His weapon, Doomsday Twin Blades, grants him +1 attack power. His warhorse, Purple Nether Steed, grants him +1 attack power. His skill, Purple Nether, has its first effect activated, granting him +5 attack power. He is currently fighting alongside the entire Purple Nether team, and its second effect has activated, granting him +3 attack power. He is currently using Reverse Star Shadow Flash, and all effects of his skill, Demon Slash, have been activated, granting him +3+3+3+5 attack power.
Qiao's combat strength has now risen to 130!
It was his trump card – Reverse Star Shadow Flash!
The twin blades transformed into two streaks of purple lightning, tracing a seven-star trajectory in the air, before finally slipping under Li Jingyuan's armpit and shredding half of his armor and flesh into dust.
The green horse neighed and fell to the ground, Li Jingyuan's body half-pinched to the ground, his right hand still tightly gripping the spear in his hand.
"The spirits of the Wuxiong Guards should be waiting for their commander on the road to the underworld."
As Qiao Shefei fell from his horse, he stepped on the hilt of his sword, and the Purple Dark Steed's iron hooves crushed the old general's head.
On the other side of the battlefield, Zhao Tieshan was also leading his remaining troops to retreat rapidly to the rear. The Right Guard General was covered in blood, and the seven nicks on his Xuanhua axe were dripping with viscous blood.
Just then, a familiar neighing of horses suddenly came from ahead—Li Cunxiao's Molin Qianlihun was trampling through a pool of blood, with drops of blood dripping from the tip of Yuwang Spear.
"General Zhao!"
"Trying to run? Where to?"
Li Cunxiao grinned maliciously, and suddenly the tip of his spear burst forth with a golden light that was more than ten feet long. Behind him, three thousand Flying Tiger Riders spread out in a goose-like formation, and the "Flying Tiger" banners on their black iron armor fluttered in the wind.
Meng Zhang had specifically instructed him beforehand to pay special attention to the two guards, Wu Xiong and Chong Yan, on the battlefield.
Once Gu Changqing dies, Su Ye can easily gain control of the remnants of the Wuxiong Left and Right Guards and the Chongyan Left and Right Guards.
Therefore, now that Gu Changqing has been killed by Li Cunxiao himself, the remaining Zhao Tieshan and others naturally cannot be let go either.
Li Cunxiao specially led his Flying Tiger Cavalry around the battlefield and finally found Zhao Tieshan who was retreating!
Zhao Tieshan roared and swung his great axe, the blade clashing with the spear tip, producing a deafening metallic clang. The exciting chapter "Chapter 1000: Working Together from Within and Without to Eliminate Dissidents!" is now available online; click to read it now!
But at the very moment of the collision, his black horse suddenly knelt down, its legs broken by Li Cunxiao's secret spear.
Zhao Tieshan staggered to the ground, his Xuanhua axe missed its mark, and Li Cunxiao's Yuwang spear was already poking at his throat like a venomous snake's tongue.
"How does it feel to be as strong as General Zhao, who can lift a cauldron?"
Li Cunxiao grinned maliciously, and the tip of his spear suddenly pierced through Zhao Tieshan's armor, emerging from the back of his neck.
The Right Guard General's eyes bulged out, and he slammed his great axe heavily into his own feet, only to be suspended in mid-air by the shaft of his spear.
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As dusk turned blood-red and the setting sun was about to sink, smoke suddenly rose from the cliffs on both sides of Hulu Valley.
"Order all units to retreat in the Seven Star Formation."
Meng Zhang pointed his whip westward, and the black battle flags of the Azure Dragon Heavenly Constellation Legion retreated like a tide. Xiao Hanyi, the Horned Wood Dragon, led his troops to cover the rear, while the Yellow Turban Warriors pushed dozens of iron-clad wooden gates off the cliff, cutting off the pursuers' path with a deafening roar.
Su Ye's side was equally formidable; the Xuanwu Guard's black iron shields formed a mobile fortress, enveloping the fleeing soldiers like pearls within the formation.
Shi Jingsi and Zhao Yun led eight hundred soldiers in and out of Hulu Pass seven times, their spear shadows and sword flashes weaving a silver net, tearing a gap in the Yellow Turban army's black tide.
When the last of the Martial Heroes broke through the encirclement, the ice crystals on Zhao Yun's Dragon Gallant Spear had already condensed into three feet of white frost.
Meng Zhangzhang reined in his horse and stood on the high slope, watching the remnants of the Qian army gradually disappear into the distance. His black cloak fluttered in the evening wind. He suddenly raised his hand and pressed on the jade dragon-patterned buckle at his waist, his fingertips pointing to the newly added crack, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
"Commander Meng, are we really going to let them go?"
Liang Fang rode closer, and several strands of blood-stained cloth still hung on the phoenix-winged gilded halberd.
"When has General Liang ever seen a hunter pull in his net before the wolves have even fallen into the trap?"
Meng Zhang turned to look at his trusted general, who was still completely unaware of his identity, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"This Duke Zhenguo is a hundred times more troublesome than Gu Changqing. If pushed too far, even a rabbit will bite."
He flicked the tassel of his sword with his finger, and the blue light of the pearl made the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows appear even more eerie.
As night deepened, both armies had withdrawn from the battlefield by thirty miles.
Meng Zhang's Yellow Turban army retreated towards Qiandu, leaving behind a ten-mile stretch of abandoned supplies. These supplies were actually hidden with sulfur and saltpeter, ready to be set ablaze by the pursuing troops.
Su Ye's Qian army retreated to the border of Qianling County, where candlelight flickered inside the central command tent.
"Wipe the blood off the Chun Jun sword."
Su Ye removed the blood-stained gilded bell, and the crimson stains on his white robe looked like splashed ink under the candlelight.
Jing Ni emerged silently from the shadows, the scales on her fishing net clothes reflecting a cold light. Her Jing Ni sword was still sheathed, but its aura caused the candlelight inside the tent to flicker.
"My lord! The remnants of Wuxiong Guard have gathered more than 7,000 men, and Chongyan Guard still has 12 crossbow carts left."
Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside the tent, and blood seeped from the bandages under Shi Jingsi's black iron mask.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Su Ye nodded, lightly flicking the pearl on the sword tassel with his fingertip, and the candlelight in the tent suddenly turned a deep blue.
Shi Jingsi was startled, only then realizing that there was another figure in the tent. Jing Ni nodded slightly to him, her red lips under the mask curving into a smile, before turning and disappearing into the shadows of the tent corner.
"And still, there's that... Tan Mengjun is still cursing."
Shi Jingsi removed the black iron mask, revealing half of his face covered by blood scabs.
"Let him curse all he wants. When the person I'm waiting for arrives, someone will tell him to shut up."
Su Ye's sword suddenly turned, slicing through the strip of cloth that was drifting towards him.
"Order all units to retreat and set up camp thirty li from Qianling County."
He gazed at the rising smoke in the northwest and suddenly sheathed his sword.
"Here you go!"
As Shi Jingsi left, the candlelight flickered inside the tent, casting Su Ye's shadow on the tiger-skin general's chair, making him appear like a lurking beast.