Chapter 1375 - 336: Po Jun! (2)

Chapter 1375: Chapter 336: Po Jun! (2)

One of the four great sword masters, and with his reputation and achievements over the past two years, he is clearly now the foremost of the four.

Mu Yang spoke: "If only our man were here."

Shi Yuantang shook his head and said, "I once asked that member of the Dugu Clan, but even he wasn’t sure how his grandson would measure up."

Although the sword maker has never drawn his sword, the Chu people still hold fantasies and hope for him, unlike people from other countries who have even labeled the sword maker as a deceiver.

Regarding the power of the Sword Saint, Shi Yuantang was not overly concerned but pointed to the figure in white,

and said:

"Since ancient times, they say chivalry violates the law, but have you ever seen a street roamer truly leap into prominence?

Especially on this battlefield, a Sword Saint is not enough to make me pay too much attention.

Commander Mu."

"I am here."

"Tail him. If he wants to leave, don’t force him; if he’s stubborn, then today I will stop him here entirely. Nonetheless, cutting down a thousand wild riders before Snow Sea Pass are just wandering wild people."

"I obey orders."

Mu Yang descended from the chariot with his bow.

Shi Yuantang’s gaze drifted into the distance. In reality, as a chief commander and the soul of an army, just like Lord Zheng comfortably seated on his command chariot earlier, they don’t deliberately want to show anything indifferent, but their composure, even acting, is part of maintaining army morale.

Still,

as a seasoned battlefield veteran,

at this moment,

he already vaguely sensed something amiss;

he didn’t have Mu Yang’s eagle-like gaze, but he could feel,

the perimeter,

seemed a bit too quiet.

Logically,

it shouldn’t be,

because he had clearly seen the fire signals blaze upon the Yan Army’s command chariot, as a main general, seeking urgent assistance from all loyal subordinates surrounding him.

But at times, even if you discover something, you can’t go tend to it.

Just like earlier, from siege to assault, the Yan Army meticulously completed their tasks and played their hands; Shi Yuantang, the Chu army, also already played all their cards.

Taking risks is reciprocal, always so.

In terms of the battlefield,

when you corner your opponent at the moment,

your situation,

isn’t completely safe either.

Shi Yuantang remembers, the Literary Sage of Qian State, Yao Zizhan, used a leaf card game to praise the strategic changes on the battlefield. Although filled with a scholar’s assumptions on military affairs, when pondered deeply, it’s not without merit.

Of course, not that Yao Zizhan saw through the essence, but that in this world, truths are interconnected.

...

"Bang!"

Two Chu shield soldiers suddenly closed in, A Ming dodged to help Lord Zheng fend them off, but to his surprise, the opponents squeezed him between two facing shields.

Being a vampire, A Ming naturally wouldn’t be harmed, but at this moment, he lost sight of My lord’s protection.

At this time, Lord Zheng had just slashed away a Chu soldier, but behind him suddenly appeared a Chu warrior wielding an axe, swinging directly at his back.

Lord Zheng immediately rolled to the side to evade,

and suddenly,

a ghost-like shadow appeared beside Lord Zheng, holding a short knife, slashing directly at Lord Zheng’s neck, which is typically the vulnerable spot for those in full armor.

The Sword Saint, constantly fighting at the front, was always mindful of Lord Zheng’s situation, for he understood that in this battle, victory or defeat were secondary; compared to Lord Zheng’s life or death, that was indeed the case.

But an arrow from the distance forced Longyuan to fly out for a block.

That arrow arrived perfectly, nullifying one of the Sword Saint’s defenses, meanwhile offering an opportunity for hidden men of sacrifice within the rear formations.

The battlefield, like this, changes instantaneously, anything could happen, tall or short people, amidst the slaughter of vast armies, are just larger ants.

A Ming lost sight, the Sword Saint couldn’t rescue, Lord Zheng’s two most trusted security forces turned gray at this moment.

Within the Chu army, there are characters like Xue Three, hidden among the troops, they don’t strike until they choose crucial enemy generals.

The short knife, already close to Lord Zheng’s neck, could even sense the blood pressure attached to the knife.

Lord Zheng was startled but not panicked,

generally under such circumstances,

he remains very calm,

because,

unlike other fathers who would reminisce about their cute young children before dying,

this father,

is more direct,

and simpler:

"Mo Wan."

"Buzz!"

Instantly,

Lord Zheng abandoned his self-defense, and Mo Wan’s power wildly surged into Lord Zheng’s body.

This pair of father and son have long mastered this fusion, no longer the awkwardness of the beginning.

In this round, after the blind man advanced, only Mo Wan and Xue Three remain unenlightened.

But it doesn’t imply Mo Wan’s power is weakened; indeed, each time Lord Zheng lets Mo Wan enter his body, it is not Mo Wan’s strength he borrows, but Mo Wan’s subtle control over power and extremely rich combat experience as the demon king.

Xue Three had analyzed, saying Mo Wan has always been searching for a suitable body, referencing Lord Zheng’s bizarre body postures and movements during Mo Wan’s possession and the "sore waist and aching back" after, his own "father’s" body is not preferred by Mo Wan.