Chu Zhiyuan pointed Qingying Sword diagonally and shouted, "Kill!"
"Kill!"
The eighteen riders roared hoarsely.
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They drew an arc without losing speed, and instead, their spirits were high because they had broken through the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry.
Chu Zhiyuan discovered that the Thunder Spear Formation not only affected speed and strength but also affected the spirit, giving them a spirit of courage and fearlessness.
He himself was even affected, feeling heroic and wanting to crush the clouds.
Even though there were grandmasters within the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry, and the grandmasters even had breaking-gang divine weapons in their hands, he was still fearless.
The Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry turned their horses around and prepared to meet the enemy.
However, under Chu Zhiyuan's leadership, the speed of the eighteen riders seemed to have no limit, truly as fast as lightning.
The Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry was pierced through again before they could even form a proper formation.
Wherever the eighteen riders passed, it was like plowing through mud, heads flying up one by one, headless corpses falling down one by one,
and pillars of blood soaring into the sky.
Form a circular formation!"
"Arrows, come!"
The leader of the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry was a middle-aged man with silver whiskers, who decisively shouted when he saw this.
A hundred Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry formed a circular formation, changing to a defensive formation to resist the charge of the eighteen riders in place.
However, Chu Zhiyuan turned around, bypassed them, and rushed back to the starting position, jumping off his horse in front of Chu Mingrui and smiling, "Uncle Ten, I have fulfilled my mission!" He was spotless from head to toe.
"Good, good, good!"
Chu Mingrui stepped forward and patted him heavily on the shoulder.
Chu Zhiyuan gently shook Qingying Sword, and the blood droplets on the tip of the sword were甩落, and the sword body returned to its clear autumn water-like appearance.
He returned the sword to its scabbard and smiled, "This Thunder Spear Formation is not bad."
"It's stronger than I thought!" Chu Mingrui exclaimed, "This Thunder Spear Formation is indeed a good way to break the situation!"
At a crucial moment, twelve people formed a formation, and several formations simultaneously attacked the opponent's camp, directly solving the opponent's commander, which could reverse the battle situation in one fell swoop.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "It still needs to be further refined. It's not practiced enough, and its power can still be improved."
"Let them practice hard," Chu Mingrui said solemnly.
He looked at the eighteen riders and said with satisfaction, "You stinky brats, you've done a great job today. Now you know the power of this Thunder Spear Formation, right? Go back and practice it to death for me!"
"Yes!"
The eighteen young soldiers shouted excitedly.
"General, this Thunder Spear Formation is divine enough!"
"There's a powerful force added to our bodies."
"Indeed, it saves effort!"
"The Heir is still amazing!"
They all understood that if Chu Zhiyuan hadn't led them, their own Thunder Spear Formation wouldn't have had such great power, and the Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry wouldn't have been so easily broken through and pierced through. After all, it was an iron cavalry with a greater reputation than them, and they also had a numerical advantage. They originally thought they would have to fight to the death.
As a result, being in the Thunder Spear Formation, with a powerful force added to their bodies, they were unscathed.
They were fearless at the time of the battle, but after the fierce battle, they could no longer hide and suppress their intense emotions, becoming happy and excited, returning to their youthful nature, and talking endlessly. Chu Zhiyuan felt that everything just now happened very quickly, very恍惚, with a kind of inexplicable unreality.
At this time, many details flooded into his mind.
The eyes of every Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalryman on the opposite side during the charge, their aura, their subtle movements, and the fluctuations of their mood.
In front of him, they seemed like fragile toys, easily killed by him.
This kind of cruel killing that didn't involve grievances but only camps, he actually felt nothing, killing people without any softness or discomfort.
Thinking about it now, it was indeed a little uncomfortable.
But then he threw it aside.
If he didn't kill them, then they would kill him.
This was the helplessness of the world, sometimes not talking about grievances and right or wrong, but only about whether they were Great Jing people or Great Meng people.
However, the Thunder Spear Formation was indeed stronger than he imagined. With the power of the void added to his body, he even snatched a breaking-gang divine weapon.
He掂了掂 the short sword in his sleeve, a short sword half the length of his arm, the sword body dull and unadorned, unable to tell that it was a breaking-gang divine sword.
The distant Stepping Cloud Iron Cavalry had gone far away, which meant the failure of their ambush this time.
The smile on Chu Mingrui's face gradually faded, and his expression became solemn: "We need to speed up and get to Gaoling Town as soon as possible!"
"Then let's travel at night," Chu Zhiyuan said.
"Okay." Chu Mingrui looked at the eighteen riders who had vented: "After arriving at Gaoling Town, we'll reward you well. Let's go."
Gaoling Town was a small city.
When they arrived outside the small city of Gaoling Town, the city gate had already been opened.
A group of people涌了出来, led by a middle-aged man with a花白 beard.
He was tall and thin, wearing silver armor,寒光闪烁, with hidden traces of swords and blades.
He had a国字脸, with three deep horizontal lines on his forehead and a deep vertical line between his eyebrows. The entire face could be seen to have had an excellent foundation when he was young, a handsome man.
But now, the刀 of time and the world had刻上了 deep marks on his face. Chu Zhiyuan had seen his portrait and knew that this person was General Li Haoyuan, the garrison commander of Zhenyuan.
He was originally a general with outstanding achievements, but now he had become a criminal awaiting punishment. After returning to Yujing, he would be dismissed from his post at best, and imprisoned at worst. Those soldiers who lost their lives because of his mistakes could not be left unaccounted for, and he could not get away unscathed.
Li Haoyuan stepped forward, cupped his fist, and bowed deeply: "Greetings, Imperial Envoy, greetings, Prince Ying."
Chu Zhiyuan stood at the very front, wearing a purple robe and a dragon-shaped jade pendant around his waist. Court officials would know his identity as the Heir at a glance.
Behind him followed two red-clothed eunuchs, each holding a tray in both hands, covered with golden silk, with solemn and haughty expressions, and their eyes were斜往上看的. They had the full air of imperial palace eunuchs.
Chu Zhiyuan glanced at the people behind Li Haoyuan.
Twenty-three middle-aged men and young men, wearing armor,寒光闪闪, with almost all of them having愤懑 on their faces, giving him unfriendly looks. Chu Zhiyuan turned a blind eye and said calmly, "General Li, receive the decree."
"This humble general Li Haoyuan respectfully welcomes the Emperor's decree," Li Haoyuan cupped his fist and bowed, and said calmly, "Please forgive this humble general for being in armor and unable to kneel to welcome it."
"Zhenyuan Garrison General Li Haoyuan,昏聩愚昧, lax in governing his family, the back house is not peaceful, military secrets are not kept secret... has failed朕意, has failed the people of Fuyuan Town, has failed the soldiers of Fuyuan Town, from the moment he sees this decree, strip Li Haoyuan of his position as Zhenyuan Garrison General and order him to return to the capital to await orders!" Chu Zhiyuan picked up the golden silk, picked up a roll of jade-colored imperial decree, unfolded it, and began to read it word by word.
His voice was calm and unhurried, but悠悠 spread out.
The cultivation of a grandmaster was displayed, expanding the sound hundreds of meters away, clearly transmitting it into the ears of the surrounding people, into the city of Gaoling Town, and into the ears of the passing pedestrians. The content of this imperial decree would soon spread throughout the entire small city, and even the entire Northern Border.
After Chu Zhiyuan finished reading the imperial decree, he rolled the imperial decree back, put it back on the sandalwood tray, turned his head to look at Li Haoyuan: "General Li?" "This humble general Li Haoyuan receives the decree!" Li Haoyuan bowed solemnly.
His face did not show joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, as if being recalled to the capital for参 was just a common thing and had nothing to do with him. Chu Zhiyuan said, "General Li, return to the capital with this official."
"Okay, thank you, sir," Li Haoyuan cupped his fist and said, "This humble general will go back and arrange things first, and return to the capital with you tomorrow." "Then I will wait for General Li," Chu Zhiyuan颔首.
He then looked at Chu Mingrui.
Chu Mingrui said in a deep voice, "General Li, let's hand over the command."
"Prince, please follow me, the tiger tally is in the government office."
"Please."
The group slowly entered the city gate, and what they saw was a cold and清清 street.
Even in this bright sunny day, the streets were still sparsely populated. The shops on both sides of the street were still open.
Chu Mingrui felt heavy-hearted .
Li Haoyuan also accompanied him with no表情 on his face, all the way to the government office of Gaoling Town.
Chu Zhiyuan witnessed the process of Chu Mingrui taking over from Li Haoyuan, handing over the tiger tally, handing over the accounts, and handing over the list of soldiers. The faces of the twenty-three men were阴沉, staring at Chu Zhiyuan, as if they were about to pounce on him at any moment.
Chu Zhiyuan was expressionless, not even looking at them.
He was only responsible for announcing the decree and bringing back Li Haoyuan, and did not need to care about the rest. He had no obligation to explain the decree.
Nor did he want to understand why they were so愤懑.
This kind of remote place was very deep, and there was no need to wade into this muddy water.
