In the fifty-seventh year of Longqing.
The great chaos in the South.
Originated from the scheming of Zhong Hu, severely damaging Dasheng's vitality.
However, Zhong Hu was aged and had retreated from the world many years ago, leaving his son, Ran Jingxuan, who was gradually becoming prominent.
"Lingsuan" Ran Jingxuan had established countless major and minor accomplishments within Nanxu Country, even seizing two states from the enemy country at the southernmost border of Nanxu, gaining fame in one battle, and was considered one of the most famous martial figures in current Nanxu, even described as "the unrivaled cunning Lingsuan."
"Zhong Hu was a lifelong adversary whom my master had battled against, the person he personally trained should not be underestimated, not to mention Ran Jingxuan is no longer young, well past his prime, free from the impetuosity of youth."
Fang Qingyun continued, "Besides that, their commander, Fan Shuzhen, is also one of the four most competitive candidates among the many crown princes of Nanxu. He sends troops hastily here also aiming to establish an unparalleled achievement in this battle to gain more say in future competitions."
"All in all, their four generals of the Profound Image Realm are all high-ranking nobles of Nanxu with numerous Meridian Passages."
"And we only have Sha Wenlong, the difference on paper is quite substantial."
"Brother, how is your Sword Qi Skill coming along?"
Chen Sansi candidly said, "Profound Image Realm, I should attempt it. though Great Success is rather difficult."
Sword Qi Skill was taught to him by his master and senior brother, even the Seeking Immortal Tower's spirit sand, they also knew about it since it was originally given to him as a lifesaving trump card, making it unnecessary to hide.
Fang Qingyun nodded, "Alright, but it might still increase our odds somewhat."
"Brother, even if we can kill Xuanxiang, can the Sword Qi Skill really be used?"
Chen Sansi wondered aloud, "Immortal Law on the battlefield, even if not seen, the death of the enemy general needs some explanation. Surely we can't claim I enhanced my realm to kill Xuanxiang."
Fang Qingyun holding a flute, pointed to himself, "Isn't this where I come in?"
Chen Sansi understood, "Say it was you who used it?"
Fang Qingyun indifferently said, "You're still young, but the master and I have long been unfearing of boiling water; the emperor has been watching us not just for a day or two. Instead of him noticing you, better to keep his focus on us."
Only then did Chen Sansi realize.
The transfer order to send Fang Qingyun, a man with a disability, to Hu Lao Pass was exactly counting on him to pull off some tactics, creating a few surprises.
The old emperor really lives by the principle of "using every talent to its full potential, employing every resource efficiently."
After all, Sword Qi Skill is a true Immortal technique, and it hasn't been perfected to Perfection; its combat effectiveness is still inadequate, fortunately, there are also Xuanzhu beads to use, another card up the sleeve.
Chen Sansi arrived at the military tent, "What's your decision?"
The disheveled Deng Feng, head drooping and eyes bloodshot, did not respond.
Outside the tent, in the sky above, an eagle's cry echoed now and then.
It was Li Gong reminding him to find a way to commit suicide and not disgrace Daqing's honor, preserving the integrity of loyalty and valor.
"I said I wouldn't persuade you again, just came to tell you I'm leaving."
Chen Sansi said, "Tomorrow morning, I will be setting off for another place, you don't have as long as seven days to decide."
Without another word, Chen Sansi left, promptly starting a drill exercise with the Xuanjia Army outside the city.
For these individuals raised from childhood on saintly books with deeply ingrained teachings, if they changed their minds too quickly, that wouldn't be normal. After all, they were grappling with the doctrines of "utter defiance," which naturally took some time to accept and digest.
Three thousand Xuanjia Army.
Forming the "Jiuxiao Heavenly Soldiers Formation," they galloped and roared through the barren plains with an unstoppable momentum.
The white qi from Chen Sansi's Xuanzhu became even denser!
It seemed, with an eighty percent probability, this was manifested by a victorious momentum, after a tough battle that followed, it would confirm if it really matched the guesses.
Such abundant white Mystical Energy, if used all in one go, will assuredly create an unexpected advantage.
Nanxu after all has an army of one hundred thousand.
Three thousand special troops, no matter how formidable, can't possibly win head-on.
But this, would take one step at a time.
Another night's rest.
At 5 a.m., as the dawn broke, Tingtong emerged.
Chen Sansi, leading the three thousand Xuanjia Army, marched out of Hu Lao Pass!
Within the detention tent.
Sha Wenlong walked in, dragging a broadsword.
The army was about to set off, unable to spare two men with Meridian Passage to guard a general, according to the rules, they could only execute him.
Chen, however, couldn't do whatever he wanted!
A few days earlier, alone in the tent, he'd talked on and on for half a day, but in the end, it was totally useless.
Sha Wenlong gripped his sword handle, slowly raising his broadsword, "This is your last chance, surrender or not?"
"Then face your death!"
Around Sha Wenlong's broadsword swirled Gang Qi, poised to behead with one strike.
At that moment, Deng Feng, who looked like a walking corpse, finally let out a hoarse voice,
Sha Wenlong paused, reluctantly stopping his sword, "If you want to surrender, just nod at me, why bother asking for him? If you won't surrender, he can't save your life either!"
"I told you to call Chen Sansi."
Deng Feng slowly raised his head, looking at him with disdain, "Sha, not only are you blind, but are your ears deaf too?"
Sha Wenlong sneered, "Fine, let Chen kill you then."