Chapter 38: Victory

Amidst the surprise.

A nine-ringed broadsword instantly flew toward Zhao Ping in a rapid assault.

Zhao Ping was greatly alarmed.

He hurriedly swept aside the two people beside him, then immediately held his long spear horizontally.

"Clang!"

The immense force could not help but make Zhao Ping let out a muffled grunt.

His entire body was even forced to retreat a significant distance backward.

"Bang!"

The nine-ringed broadsword flew back into its owner's hand once again.

This was a burly, bald-headed man with a dark face.

The muscles all over this person's body were extremely robust, resembling a wild ox.

His massive frame looked just like a small mountain.

"Tongfu, why have you come?"

Tuosun and Liangqiuzhi were surprised as to why the other party would appear on the battlefield.

One must know that he was the Zuo Xian's personal bodyguard!

Tongfu squinted at the two of them: "It's only because you two pieces of trash are truly too useless; the two of you combined couldn't even take down Zhao Ping!"

"What did you say!"

Upon hearing Tongfu's words, Tuosun was furious on the spot.

I am out here on the front lines risking my life, and you, a mere bodyguard, have the nerve to talk to me like that?

"Alright, alright, now is not the time to be bickering!"

Liangqiuzhi hurriedly stepped out at this moment to act as a peacemaker.

Although he was also extremely displeased with the other party in his heart at this moment.

But the overall situation was paramount right now; they should first finish off Zhao Ping and seize Dingning Pass.

"This matter between us isn't over; once the battle is done, I will settle the score with you!"

"Hmph, I'll be ready anytime!"

The few of them temporarily set aside their respective conflicts.

Afterward, without another word, they rushed straight toward Zhao Ping.

"Damn it, this is a tough nut to crack!"

Facing the coordinated attack of the three, Zhao Ping felt immense pressure.

If it were only two Grandmasters, he would still have the confidence to maneuver.

Now there was an additional enemy.

In an instant.

Zhao Ping began to show signs of decline.

For a time, he was beaten back step by step by the three of them, in a sorry state.

"Damn it, these damned bastards!"

Chu Feng was very anxious seeing Zhao Ping being besieged by three Grandmaster-level enemies.

He truly had not expected that there would be a third Grandmaster-level powerhouse within the enemy's camp.

Once Zhao Ping was finished off by the enemy's three Grandmasters, then Dingning Pass would basically be finished.

How formidable the strength of a Grandmaster is goes without saying.

One Grandmaster can be worth tens of thousands of troops.

"Damn it, we are in such a mess here, where have all the other Grandmasters of Great Wei died off to?"

"They are busy fighting for power and position for their masters!"

Deputy General Xu Hong responded to Chu Feng's question at this moment.

Wei Wen Di's health was failing, and he would soon pass away.

The several sons by his side, in order to compete for the throne.

Did not hesitate to use all kinds of methods to recruit many ministers and military generals.

Forcing them to pick a side.

Many people, in order to avoid being held accountable later, had no choice but to compromise.

As for Dingyuan General Zhao Ping, he did not choose to stand with anyone.

He remained completely neutral, only thinking about guarding Dingning Pass well.

But because of this, he was targeted by many princes.

Because if you do not pick a side and remain neutral, you are the greatest hidden danger among them.

This consequently led to there being absolutely no one in the imperial court speaking for him, nor had they ever sent him any support or help.

"Fuck, these damned nobles!"

Chu Feng cursed loudly.

With one blade, he sent an enemy with Postnatal cultivation before him to his death.

It was just a pity that this kill did not satisfy Chu Feng.

Because this was not one of those good-for-nothing nobles of Great Wei.

"What should we do? Once Zhao Ping is beaten to death by the three Grandmasters, Dingning Pass will surely fall!"

"At that time..."

At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly conceived the intention to retreat.

Dingning Pass was on the verge of falling, and even if he fought to the very end, it would be impossible to defeat a Grandmaster-level powerhouse.

The only way was to leave this place and make other plans.

"Brother Chu, the west gate is about to fall; hurry over to help, I will hold this place!"

"Understood, Deputy General Xu!"

Chu Feng immediately headed straight for the west gate.

The west gate was the place furthest from the main force of the enemy army.

Once Dingning Pass was breached, that would also be the place where it was easiest to survive.

"Hehe, kid, you must live well; if we all die, we are still counting on you to avenge us!"

Xu Hong smiled as he watched Chu Feng's departing back.

This was what Zhao Ping had specifically instructed him to do earlier.

Before the battle began, Zhao Ping had already prepared for the worst.

Once Dingning Pass was lost, the first thing to ensure was that Chu Feng could escape safely.

He was the talent with the greatest potential in the entire Dingning Pass.

As long as he was given enough time, he would definitely be able to surpass them all.

It could also be considered as preserving the final spark for their Dingning Pass.

The scene shifts.

The aerial battlefield.

Zhao Ping was still gritting his teeth, struggling to resist the siege of three Grandmaster powerhouses.

His gaze kept looking toward the direction of the Xiongnu main camp.

"Damn it, Xu, why the hell haven't you made your move yet?"

Zhao Ping took another blow from his opponent head-on, "If you don't make a move soon, I'm going to end up dead here!"

It was unknown whether the other party had heard what Zhao Ping said.

In the direction of the Xiongnu main camp, raging flames suddenly ignited.

"What is going on?"

The three Grandmasters who were struggling to kill Zhao Ping suddenly noticed the direction of their camp.

They saw that their camp was suddenly engulfed in raging flames.

In an instant, the entire camp was plunged into a sea of fire.

It was at this extremely critical moment.

A black shadow was flying rapidly toward Dingning Pass.

As the distance continued to close.

The person arriving was a man wearing armor, holding a bloody human head in his hand.

"Your King's head is here, surrender immediately!"

Hearing such a sentence.

Tuosun, Liangqiuzhi, and Tongfu felt as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt.

They could not believe that their King had actually been beheaded by the enemy.

When they cast their gaze toward that head, they were instantly shocked.

Because this head was none other than the head of the Zuo Xian!

"What, the King has actually..."

Although they expressed disbelief, they could still recognize the Zuo Xian.

Which meant their King was now...

Before the three of them could react.

Xu Hu immediately held his blade and joined their three-person battlefield.

With the addition of Xu Hu, Zhao Ping's pressure was instantly reduced.

The situation where he was originally being suppressed and beaten instantly saw a reversal.

"You guy, if you had come one step later, you could have just waited to collect my corpse!"

"Hahaha..."

Xu Hu laughed, "Aren't you still alive!"

"Hmph!"

Zhao Ping snorted coldly and stopped paying attention to him, instead focusing all his energy on dealing with the enemy in front of him.

He originally had the strength to resist two Grandmaster-level powerhouses.

Now that he had Xu Hu helping him contain two opponents, it was much simpler for Zhao Ping to deal with one of them.

"Scum, none of you are getting away today!"

Zhao Ping suddenly accelerated his offensive rhythm.

The black spear in his hand was like a black dragon churning, and all sorts of lethal moves were unleashed toward Tongfu.

"Damn it, come and help me!"

Tongfu knew that he was no match for Zhao Ping alone.

Helpless, he had to ask Tuosun and Liangqiuzhi for reinforcements.

But the two of them were being contained by Xu Hu and could not spare any energy to come and assist.

Besides this.

The two of them actually had some other intentions in their hearts.

That was that this fellow Tuosun, relying on being the Zuo Xian's personal bodyguard, often looked down on the two of them.

Now that this fellow had just hit a snag, they were wishing Zhao Ping would hurry up and kill Tuosun.

If not for the reason of their current stance.

The two of them would have loved to cheer Zhao Ping on right now, shouting "Old Tie 666!"

"Ah!!!"

Zhao Ping seized the opening and pierced straight through Tuosun's body with his spear.

Tuosun let out a miserable shriek.

His body fell rapidly from the sky and smashed into a puddle of meat paste.

"Not good, retreat quickly!"

Tuosun and Liangqiuzhi watched Tuosun get killed and immediately chose to retreat.

Now that the Zuo Xian had been killed, they had no heart to continue the battle and could only choose to withdraw.

Looking at the siege troops below.

The moment they saw the main camp catch fire, they were stunned on the spot.

Afterwards, Xu Hu appeared carrying their Great King's head.

Their morale had already dropped to freezing point.

Then Tuosun was killed by Zhao Ping, and the other two Grandmasters fled.

These siege troops instantly turned into a chaotic mess and all chose to flee.

Their home base had been wiped out, so what the hell were they still fighting for!

"Counterattack!"

Dingning Pass seized the opportunity and immediately blew the horn for a counterattack.

Zhao Ping took the lead.

He began frantically reaping the lives of the Xiongnu soldiers.

A Grandmaster expert is essentially a human weapon of mass destruction on the battlefield; facing ordinary soldiers, it is a complete crushing.

In an instant.

Countless Xiongnu soldiers were killed or wounded.

The defenders of Dingning Pass who had been guarding the city also surged out of the city to kill.

They had been besieged by the enemy for so long and had long been bottling up a belly full of anger.

They all beat the drowning dog.

They pursued and killed the Xiongnu for over a hundred miles before calling back the troops to the camp.

In this battle, the Zuo Xian's army of over one hundred thousand had already been completely crippled by them.

They no longer had the strength to continue threatening Dingning Pass.

"Soldiers, we have won!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

After defeating the Zuo Xian.

All the soldiers and civilians of Dingning Pass cheered and jumped for joy.

Everyone sang and danced.

Celebrating this hard-won victory.

"Old Xu, did you actually finish off the Zuo Xian?"

Zhao Ping suddenly sought out Xu Hu to ask.