Chapter 143: Zhu Di: Is he truly the reincarnation of the Overlord of Western Chu?

Yellow sand filled the sky, the setting sun was like blood, dyeing the entire battlefield a murderous crimson.

Zhu Ying stood before the city gate.

Zhu Ying took a deep breath, his momentum suddenly changing. The tiger-headed broadsword in his hand was raised high, the blade shimmering with a cold, biting light, like a fierce beast about to choose someone to devour.

"Power-accumulating single sword slash!"

Zhu Ying roared, his voice like thunder.

It reverberated across the battlefield.

The muscles in his right arm tightened instantly, powerful force continuously gathering there, accompanied by the rapid circulation of internal qi within his body.

A faint blade-qi halo even appeared on the blade, revealing sharpness.

The next instant!

Zhu Ying moved.

The tiger-headed broadsword in his hand, wrapped in an incomparably sharp blade edge, slashed down with a boom.

"Boom!"

A deafening loud noise, just like a bolt from the blue, exploded before the city.

This city gate, which looked incomparably sturdy, was instantly split open under this strike of Zhu Ying's, which was filled with the force of a thousand jun.

One slash fell.

The tyrannical internal qi, carrying a momentum that seemed capable of collapsing everything, stirred up a violent air wave in the air.

This strike, although not Zhu Ying's true full strength, had already displayed astonishing destructive power.

Following another roar, the huge city gate instantly exploded, turning into dozens of huge iron blocks, shaken and scattered by Zhu Ying's powerful internal qi.

Iron blocks from the thick city gate splashed everywhere.

Sparks flew.

Emitting a dull crashing sound.

After the city gate was slashed open, Zhu Ying did not see the unobstructed scene inside the city as he had imagined.

What met his eyes was a solid wall, the wall body built from huge stones, appearing particularly sturdy.

It turned out the city gate had long been completely sealed. From this meticulous arrangement, it was not hard to see that after the Northern Yuan received the news of the Great Ming's attack, they had quickly adopted countermeasures.

They knew Zhu Ying's prowess well, so they sealed the city gate, attempting to use this to block the Great Ming army and block Zhu Ying, this fierce general.

"Sealed the city gate?"

Zhu Ying looked at the wall inside the city gate, a cold sneer appearing on his face.

His eyes carried a kind of disdain for the Yuan court and confidence in himself.

"The battering ram is indeed difficult to shake..."

"However, having encountered me, what use is this?"

Immediately, Zhu Ying raised his battle sword again, mobilizing his strength, his internal qi adding to the blade.

At this moment, the muscles all over his body tightened, like a strong bow ready to be fired.

That force, weighing more than five thousand jin, seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, all gathering in his right arm.

"Wild dance sword technique!"

Zhu Ying whispered, his voice low but revealing murderous intent, like the sound of slaughter coming from the Nine Netherworlds.

At this moment.

A faint halo rose on the blade, the halo appearing substantial; this was the addition of blade-qi.

The next moment, Zhu Ying's figure was like lightning, the battle sword in his hand slashing toward the blue brick wall in front of him at an extremely fast speed.

Under the addition of Zhu Ying's speed attribute, which far exceeded that of ordinary people, what appeared to be just a simple slash was actually hundreds of slashes delivered simultaneously.

This wild dance sword technique, although lacking the maximum power of a single power-accumulating slash, every swing had the force of thousands of jin, and even more, the addition of thick internal qi.

"Click... click, click, click..."

As Zhu Ying's blade light shimmered, spiderweb-like cracks instantly appeared on the wall repaired with blue bricks.

Those cracks spread and expanded rapidly, like a huge net, covering the entire wall.

"The city wall... is broken."

"Not good!"

The Yuan soldiers inside the wall widened their eyes, looking in terror at the cracks appearing on the repaired wall.

Their faces were filled with fear and despair, and even more, revealed a hint of helplessness.

Some soldiers even subconsciously took a few steps back, and the weapons in their hands trembled involuntarily.

"Charge!"

Zhu Ying shouted, his voice like a great bell.

The Wufeng steed beneath him also seemed to feel its master's fighting spirit, letting out a neigh.

Wufeng's front hooves were raised high.

Under Zhu Ying's order, it did not have any hesitation, its four hooves galloping, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust, like an arrow leaving the string, charging toward the city wall that was about to collapse.

"Boom!"

Wufeng's powerful force crashed into the city wall, and the city wall, which was close to collapsing, instantly became unable to bear the weight and cracked open.

Bricks and stones splashed everywhere, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.

The city gate was finally completely opened.

Zhu Ying rode Wufeng, quickly charging through the permeating dust, like a god of war descending.

"How could this be?"

"The city gate was so thick, the city wall repaired so sturdily, human power could not possibly break it."

"How on earth did he do it?"

"He is the Ming army's god of slaughter, Zhu Ying!"

"When I escaped from Jincheng in the past, it was he who broke Jincheng."

"Zhu Ying..."

The Yuan soldiers in the city looked at Zhu Ying, many of their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

Their gaze was as if looking at a monster, some even scared to the point of collapsing to the ground, their weapons falling to the side.

In the past, when in Liaodong, in order to defend against the Ming army, Nahachu locked and reinforced the city gate, and no matter how the battering ram charged, it was difficult to break through.

And now, the Northern Yuan had learned its lesson, reinforcing the city wall, all to guard against Zhu Ying, this fierce general.

But they never expected that even if the city gate was reinforced, even if a city wall was repaired inside, creating a defense like a wall of copper and iron, it still could not withstand Zhu Ying's attack.

"Shield formation!"

"Chaotic arrows!"

The Yuan general guarding under the city saw the city gate broken, his face instantly turning deathly pale, his forehead covered in sweat, his eyes revealing panic.

He hurriedly shouted loudly, his voice carrying a hint of trembling, as if trying his best to cover up the fear in his heart.

Under this shout, the Yuan soldiers regained their senses one after another.

The shield soldiers immediately rushed forward in a panic, and thousands of Yuan soldiers quickly formed a shield formation to defend, completely surrounding the area where the city gate was located.

Their shields were tightly connected, forming a solid defensive line.

At the same time, many Yuan archers on the houses and surroundings also immediately drew their bows and arrows, firing arrows in chaos.

The dense rain of arrows was like locusts, shooting toward Zhu Ying.

The arrowheads swept through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, as if a group of hungry evil wolves were roaring.

The rain of arrows was dense; if a thousand troops charged in, they would probably be shot into hedgehogs instantly.

However!

These incoming arrows were incomparably slow in Zhu Ying's eyes.

Zhu Ying's expression was calm, without the slightest fear in his eyes, only endless fighting spirit.

"Break for me."

Immediately, Zhu Ying swung his sword, the battle sword in his hand drawing arcs in the air, every arc precisely meeting the incoming arrows.

Accompanied by a series of crisp crashing sounds, all the incoming chaotic arrows were easily slashed down by him.

And Wufeng, under Zhu Ying's driving, charged forward with all its might, without the slightest fear of the rain of arrows filling the sky.

It seemed.

Wufeng had already completely gotten used to fighting side by side with Zhu Ying.

Looking at the shield formation in front, a cold glint flashed in Zhu Ying's eyes: "Break!"

He swung his battle sword directly, carrying the force of a thousand jun, slashing toward the shield formation.

"Boom!"

The blade fell, and the shield formation composed of dozens of Yuan soldiers in front instantly shattered.

The shields bearing this strike of Zhu Ying's were like fragile pieces of paper, directly shattered.

Iron filings splashed, accompanied by the screams of the Yuan soldiers, and the entire shield formation fell into chaos.

"Ah... ah..."

The tyrannical force was like a surging wave, directly blasting away the Yuan soldiers who were linked together.

Dozens of Yuan soldiers were like kites with broken strings, instantly flying backward.

Their bodies twisted in the air, their faces filled with pain and fear.

More than a dozen Yuan soldiers who were linked together were instantly shaken to death by this powerful force, their bodies falling heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Blood flowed from their mouths, dyeing the ground a crimson red.

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier, gained 1 point of strength, gained 10 days of lifespan."

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier, gained 1 point of internal qi, gained 10 days of lifespan."

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier..."

The long-lost panel prompt sound for killing enemies and gaining attributes rang in Zhu Ying's mind.

Hearing these prompts, a hint of excitement flashed in Zhu Ying's eyes, and he revealed an excited smile.

With every attribute added to his body, he could clearly feel his own strength continuously increasing; kill enemies, invincible!

"Quick!"

"Encircle!"

"Kill him!"

The Yuan general in the rear saw Zhu Ying was so brave, shouting in terror.

His face was filled with fear and anger, his eyes revealing a hint of unwillingness.

Responding.

The surrounding Yuan soldiers immediately merged the shield formation again, long spears protruding from the gaps in the shields, cold light shimmering.

At the same time, the chaotic arrows continued to fire, attempting to block Zhu Ying's footsteps.

In this situation, even if Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu, were alive, it would probably be difficult to withstand.

But Zhu Ying, whose strength was already extraordinary, did not change his expression, his battle sword swinging crazily toward the front.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, wanting to kill the Yuan soldiers in front of him until not a single one remained.

Every slash fell, carrying the power of burning the boats.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise, and the shield formation in front, along with the spearmen, were blasted away by Zhu Ying instantly again.

This time, the internal qi Zhu Ying added to the battle sword exploded; what was originally just a pure force attack now had a faint blade-qi circling within it.

Blade-qi crisscrossed, as if wanting to tear everything around it apart.

Zhu Ying knew clearly that if one day his internal qi could transform into internal force, or even true qi, it would possess the power of slaughter that could destroy everything.

Because internal qi could not be released externally, even if it could be added to the battle sword, there was only a faint blade-qi.

But once he possessed internal force and true qi, he could release them externally, and that would be truly extraordinary combat power.

By then, possessing internal force and true qi, it would be an overwhelming slaughter for ordinary soldiers, and one slash would inevitably result in heavy casualties.

This was truly extraordinary.

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier, gained 1 point of strength, gained 15 days of lifespan."

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier..."

The panel prompt sound rang continuously in Zhu Ying's mind.

Zhu Ying did not stop the slaughter, his gaze firm, not looking at the panel prompts.

Devoting himself wholeheartedly to the battle, the battle sword in his hand was like a part of his body, every swing carrying fatal power.

This time, he did not give the Northern Yuan shield army in front the opportunity to encircle.

"Kill!"

Zhu Ying charged on horseback into the scattered shield army in front, the battle sword in his hand slashing crazily at the surrounding Yuan soldiers.

His sword technique was sharp, like a storm, making people dizzy.

Where the blade passed, it slashed horizontally.

Blade light shimmered, blood splashed, and six or seven Yuan soldiers were torn apart, dying under his blade.

But Zhu Ying's battle sword swung continuously, every slash resulting in several Yuan soldiers dying miserably.

The power and murderous intent of the blade were simply not something ordinary people could contend with.

Even if the Yuan soldiers used shields to block, the final result was only shattered shields and dead people, the blade directly cutting them in half, the scene incomparably bloody.

The blood on the ground gathered into small streams, flowing slowly, as if telling of the cruelty of this battle.

It even displayed Zhu Ying's might as a god of slaughter!

Zhu Ying slashed crazily, and in front of him, although the Yuan soldiers were numerous, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Soon, the corpses of the Yuan soldiers around him had piled up like a mountain, those corpses piled layer upon layer, emitting a pungent bloody smell.

And at the city gate, Liu Lei had already led the seven hundred personal guards directly into the city.

Liu Lei raised the refined steel longsword in his hand, his gaze firm, shouting loudly: "Brothers, follow the General, kill all these Tatars, kill!"

Following this, the refined steel longsword in Liu Lei's hand swung fiercely, slashing toward the many Yuan shield soldiers on the side.

"Bang!"

A loud noise, sparks flying.

This was not the battle sword being blocked back, but several Yuan soldiers being directly blasted away by this powerful strike from Liu Lei.

The powerful force caused the Yuan soldiers bearing this strike to vomit blood, instantly dying from bleeding from the seven orifices.

Their bodies drew an arc in the air, falling heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Liu Lei's sword technique was swift, he did not have the slightest pause, continuing to swing his sword and slash.

The refined steel longsword in his hand, although not comparable to Zhu Ying's tiger-headed broadsword, was also a boutique weapon of this era, incomparably sharp.

After a few slashes, several Yuan soldiers were killed on the spot, some were shaken to death by the powerful force.

Now Liu Lei had been taught the hard-body technique for more than a year, and had also received the bone-refining powder for body tempering once a month.

Although his strength could not compare to Zhu Ying's, it was nearly four or five hundred jin.

For ordinary people, this was already innate divine strength.

One slash down, the power was so great that even the surrounding air trembled.

His face was filled with excitement and agitation, as if enjoying the pleasure of this battle; this was the first time he had displayed this powerful strength without reservation.

Not just Liu Lei, the seven hundred personal guards charged crazily on horseback, their eyes filled with firmness and fearlessness.

Everyone swung their swords with all their might, crazily attacking and slashing at the Yuan soldiers gathering at the city gate.

As they swung their swords to kill the enemy, every slash resulted in sparks flying, powerful force erupting.

One by one, the Yuan soldiers, even holding shields, could not contend with the powerful force of Zhu Ying's personal guards, being shaken to death or directly blasted away.

Their bodies splashed everywhere on the battlefield, blood scattered, incomparably cruel.

Zhu Ying's personal guards were all his trusted aides.

Everyone had the opportunity to practice the hard-body technique, and everyone could use bone-refining powder to temper their bodies.

Now everyone was a strongman, everyone's strength was nearly four hundred jin, and those with innate talent were even close to five hundred jin.

This was the result of body tempering.

It could be imagined that with the addition of the official seal's doubled combat power and morale, what kind of power they could exert.

They were like Asuras, invincible on the battlefield.

All seven hundred personal guards were mobilized; although they were light cavalry, at this moment they were like unstoppable heavy iron cavalry.

Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, and where they passed, the Yuan army was defeated.

Soon, this chaotic city pass had been cleared of a bloody path, and the ground was covered with the corpses of the Yuan army.

Those corpses lay on the ground in a mess, some struggling painfully on the ground, emitting weak groans, others lying motionless in pools of blood.

Blood dyed the ground crimson, like a sea of blood!

And after the personal guards killed their way in, the Daning cavalry in the rear also charged over one after another.

However, when Chen Heng and Wei Quan led the army to charge to the city pass, they saw with their own eyes that every one of Zhu Ying's personal guards was like a god of war, battle swords slashing down, Yuan soldiers flying backward, shields shattered, and everywhere were Yuan soldiers who had been shaken to death.

This scene left them deeply shocked.

Chen Heng widened his eyes, saying in shock: "How did the General's personal guards become so powerful one by one?"

His eyes were filled with doubt and surprise, as if seeing an incredible thing.

Wei Quan was also incredulous, echoing: "How did they all seem to have become strongmen? Before on the Liaodong battlefield, they were not so brave?"

The two looked at each other, a kind of unspeakable shock in their eyes.

Clearly, the scene presented before them at this moment, these personal guards crazily slaughtering the Yuan army, each using absolute strength to slash the enemy, was enough to shake them.

Their hearts were filled with admiration for Zhu Ying, and at the same time, they were incomparably curious about the changes in these personal guards.

However, at this moment, they did not have time to think about anything else.

Chen Heng quickly raised his battle sword, shouting loudly: "Brothers, the General has already broken the city pass, follow me to kill, support the General, kill all the Tatars, leave none alive!"

The voice revealed the might of slaughter.

Following this, Chen Heng charged into the city on horseback, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain.

"Kill!"

Wei Quan also shouted loudly, the cavalry outside the city dodging the rain of arrows from the city, without any fear, swarming into the city, following their General, fighting bravely to kill the enemy.

"Swear to follow the General to the death."

"Kill!"

"Kill all the Tatars..."

Tens of thousands of Daning border army soldiers roared, waving their weapons and charging.

"Daning border army!"

"The Daning border army that made our Great Yuan suffer in Liaodong in the past."

"They can really break a city with cavalry!"

"Set up defense, quickly set up defense!"

"Must not let the Ming army break the city!"

"Great Yuan sons, defend with all your might!"

"Fire arrows!"

"Cut off the Ming army cavalry's advance, quick!"

The Yuan general Ma Hawu on the city tower roared, his face filled with terror and urgency.

Even his voice had become hoarse, but he was still shouting with all his might, attempting to organize an effective defense.

At this moment, he truly felt the despair of the Yuan generals who had garrisoned Liaodong in the past.

Less than half an hour after the battle began, the Ming army had successfully broken the city gate, and the army was charging crazily.

The city that their Great Yuan had spent huge manpower and material resources to build now seemed to have become a joke.

To prevent Zhu Ying's cavalry from breaking the city, they locked the city gate and repaired a city wall that could not be broken by human power, but in the end, it was still broken by Zhu Ying.

Facing a fierce general like Zhu Ying, besides fear, the Yuan army was only fear. In their hearts, Zhu Ying was no longer a human, but a monster!

Under Ma Hawu's call.

The Yuan soldiers on the city tower also regained their senses slightly, encouraged a bit.

"Kill! Kill!"

"Fight the Ming army to the death!"

"Once the Ming army occupies the city, they will never let us go."

"Fight them to the death."

……

On the city tower, the Yuan soldiers roared hoarsely, attempting to use this crazy shouting to embolden themselves.

But many Yuan soldiers had panic and despair flickering in their eyes.

They watched Zhu Ying like an unstoppable god of slaughter, leading the Ming army to break into the city, and the fear in their hearts spread like a tide.

But even with fear!

Not far away, the cold, flashing blades of the supervisory army shimmered with cold threats.

In order to survive, even if afraid, they could only bite the bullet, face the Ming army, and fight to the death.

In an instant!

The Yuan soldiers on the city tower fired ten thousand arrows in unison, the dense rain of arrows like locusts, shooting toward the Ming cavalry surging like a torrent below the city, blocking the Ming army from entering the city.

"Kill... kill..."

"Ah... ah..."

Under the cover of the dense rain of arrows, cavalry were constantly hit, emitting painful screams and falling off their horses.

The warhorses were startled, raising their front hooves, the neighing sounds intertwined in a mess.

But all this failed to stop the Daning cavalry's advance in the slightest.

They were like a surging torrent, moving forward without hesitation, becoming even more heroic and fearless under the baptism of the arrow rain, their figures shuttling through the gaps in the arrow rain, charging crazily toward the city.

At this moment.

Shouts of killing.

Wails.

Sounds of weapons colliding.

Completely intertwined, revealing a cruel bloodiness.

This was the battlefield!

And at the location of the Great Ming center army, military flags fluttered on the vast battlefield, and the rear army soldiers were ready for battle.

When Zhang Wu saw Zhu Ying successfully break the city gate, excitement instantly surged on his face.

"Brothers! The General has broken the city gate!"

Zhang Wu shouted excitedly, his voice filled with endless exhilaration and passion.

Following this, Zhang Wu pulled out the battle sword at his waist and raised it high.

"The tradition of our Daning border army, the general does not covet life, the soldiers do not fear death!"

"I, Zhang Wu, am the same as the General, charging at the front!"

Zhang Wu's voice was firm and powerful, filled with the heroism of viewing death as a return home.

"Daning infantry, listen to the order! Archers at the front, infantry at the rear, kill!"

Zhang Wu shouted the order, carrying unquestionable majesty.

No sooner had the words fallen than Zhang Wu clamped his horse's belly with his legs, the warhorse beneath him neighed, and he charged out like an arrow leaving the string.

Behind!

The thirty thousand infantry he commanded charged forward neatly and orderly.

The archers walked hurriedly, bows gripped in their hands, arrows on the strings, quickly approaching the city pass.

They knew deeply that only by suppressing the city tower and suppressing the Yuan army in the city could the cavalry who had killed their way into the city have no worries behind them and charge even more fiercely.

In the center army tent, Zhu Di and Li Jinglong stood side by side, witnessing all this, their faces filled with undisguised shock.

"He, how on earth did he do it?"

Zhu Di muttered to himself, his tone carrying strong shock.

"In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he actually broke the city gate."

"In less than half an hour, the Daning cavalry had orderly killed their way into the city."

"Could it be that he is truly, as the rumors of the Daning border army say, the reincarnation of the Overlord of Western Chu?"

"But even the Overlord of Western Chu could not possibly do this, right?"

Zhu Di's eyes were filled with doubt and exclamation.

Li Jinglong slowly regained his senses, sighed deeply, and exclaimed: "Before, hearing about Zhu Ying breaking a city with cavalry, I only felt it was an Arabian Nights tale, an exaggeration."

"Seeing it with my own eyes today, it is truly shocking."

"He is truly a god-like man!"

At this moment, Li Jinglong's eyes were filled with deep admiration; this was the heartfelt respect for a strong person in the army.

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