[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-top-scholar-of-da-ling":3,"chapter-the-top-scholar-of-da-ling-the-top-scholar-of-da-ling-chapter-149":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Top Scholar of Da Ling",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2288984,4475,"Chapter 149","the-top-scholar-of-da-ling-chapter-149",149,"\u003Cp>The Western Xia commander’s eyes were bloodshot, his pupils burning not with fire, but with deep hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulders trembled slightly, as if resisting a torrent of rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his teeth so hard his throat emitted a low growl: “Dogs of the Great Feng! Daring to trap me with this filth?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice brimmed with malice, each word a sharp blade stabbing at his enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze locked onto the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array ahead, the tendons at his temples twitching as if voicing his fury and resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands gripped the hilt of his blade so tightly his knuckles turned pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body leaned forward slightly, ready to charge at any moment and collide with the enemy ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His remaining troops were demoralized but still followed him, like a pack of battle-worn wolves—exhausted, yet still marching with heads high, determined to break out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the Western Xia rout attempting to flee, Zhang Jiani suddenly shouted from the woods: “Fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arrows rained down from all directions; thousands of cavalry fell from their mounts under the sudden assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With retreat blocked by arrows, the remnants fled desperately into the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array, dozens more dying like hedgehogs pierced with arrows on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Western Xia commander’s eyes widened, his face turning instantly pale—he could not believe this reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his pupils reflected the agonized faces and lifeless, pale corpses of his soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around; his men, surrounded on all sides, fought step by step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes filled with fear and despair, their bodies trembled, their blood left crimson trails on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despair filled his heart—he knew he was trapped in an inescapable death trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes blazed with madness; his voice echoed through the air like crackling wood scorched by flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Break out! Fight your way out!” His voice roared like a beast’s, his pupils filled with madness and despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His soldiers could not resist his aura; their eyes too turned mad, and they drew weapons, charging in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet arrows from all sides fell like the whip of Death, mercilessly lashing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bodies flew through the air, their blood sprayed across the sky, their corpses piled on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this bloody scene, the Western Xia commander’s eyes burned with madness, his voice roared like a beast, his body moved like a frenzied wolf, his gaze blazed like fire, his voice thundered, his body surged like a storm, his rage blazed like an inferno.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared forward: “Follow me! Charge in and chop them to pieces!” His words slithered like a serpent’s breath, inescapable. His soldiers surged like a swarm of locusts toward the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array, like a pack of mad wolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the high platform above, Zhu Ge Yu’s lips curled in a smug smile, his eyes brimming with mockery and triumph. His flag fluttered in the wind, his voice rang through the air: “Change formation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words hissed like a serpent’s cry, impossible to resist. His soldiers moved like disciplined hunters, encircling the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array, their arrows like venomous fangs, mercilessly striking the Western Xia troops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Western Xia soldiers were like prey trapped by hunters, with nowhere to flee; their eyes filled with despair, their bodies trembled, their blood left crimson trails on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the Western Xia commander’s eyes burned with determination, his voice roared like a beast, his body moved like a frenzied wolf, his rage blazed like an inferno.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared forward: “Charge! Cut down those crossbowmen! Break out!” His words slithered like a serpent’s breath, inescapable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His soldiers surged like a swarm of locusts toward the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array, like a pack of mad wolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ge Yu stood atop the central platform of the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array, the biting wind whipping his black hair, casting his figure as towering and majestic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his hand he gripped a small flag, his gaze firm and cold, like a war god carved from ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ge Yu’s face showed no expression; he ordered coldly: “Fire!” No sooner had the words left his lips than thousands of arrows surged from all sides, black clouds streaking toward the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Western Xia commander, fearless and bold, stepped forward, leading his remnants in fierce resistance, rushing toward the crossbowmen to sever their source of attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at this critical moment, flanking ambush troops burst from hiding, over a hundred sickles and spears shot out like serpents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, hundreds of warhorses had their legs severed; agonizing screams echoed across the battlefield, the Western Xia troops cut cleanly in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere moments, the broad path leading to the array’s core was piled high with Western Xia corpses, blood flowing like a river.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shangmu defenders, witnessing this, sneered—they had finally avenged themselves!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, outside the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array, Tu Kesiluo had gone blood-mad, regrouping his scattered forces, raising his sword and bellowing: “Brothers, charge! It’s our turn to clean up these dog-scum on Western Xia soil!” His voice rang loud and fierce, thick with tension and bloodlust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Shangmu army, their morale soaring, charged forth and vanished into the snowstorm. In the distance, across the Western Xia border, cries and wails rose—the remnants struggled desperately in despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array, silence reigned, broken only by the howling wind. The Western Xia commander’s face was as white as paper; the barrage of arrows and sickles had left his mouth and throat raw with pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He croaked out another order: “Retreat! Flee now!” He had come to raid—how could he have foreseen Shangmu’s fierce resistance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From poisoned iron caltrops to Zhu Ge Yu’s Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array, every trap was meticulously laid, every corner hiding ambushes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Western Xia commander’s soul was shattered; he cursed endlessly the man who sent him, blaming him for stirring up this hatred without cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry! Run! It’s too late!” He urged his remaining men to charge north. But suddenly, arrows erupted from the woods, a dense rain blotting out the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Western Xia commander’s face turned deathly pale, his legs buckled, nearly sending him to his knees. Unconsciously, he turned his head—and his gaze fell upon the figure atop the central platform of the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams Array—the man holding the small flag, orchestrating the battle—Zhu Ge Yu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ge Yu stood there, imposing and terrifying; his eyes revealed resolve and cruelty, as if sent by heaven itself to judge him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—the Shangmu army’s every move obeyed him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Western Xia commander suddenly understood, and despair rose in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized—the one who would annihilate him today was this gifted Great Feng scholar!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great Feng dog, die!” He howled to the heavens, his voice shrill and furious, a challenge to heaven and earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wheel of fate had rolled over him—he knew his remaining life held only one battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Western Xia commander’s eyes ignited with vengeance; he blamed Zhu Ge Yu as the root of all evil, determined to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gritted his teeth, gripped his longbow, and loosed an arrow straight at Zhu Ge Yu’s chest—aimed for the vital point!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrow shot toward him; Zhu Ge Yu’s eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the array’s collapse had been expected, this sudden ambush caught him off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a flash, he instinctively threw himself backward—the lethal arrow grazed his body by a hair’s breadth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ow!” He crashed hard onto the platform, pain twisting his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jiani, hidden in the woods, panicked—fearing Zhu Ge Yu was dead. She was about to fire to retrieve his body when she saw him stir slightly—wounded, but still alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jiani breathed a silent sigh of relief and swiftly hid again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the Western Xia commander, seeing Zhu Ge Yu fall from the platform, erupted in wild laughter: “Die, Great Feng dog! Boys, charge! Today we’ll slaughter them all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remnants’ morale surged; they flooded into the Nine Palaces Array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But without Zhu Ge Yu’s command, the vast maze instantly lost its cohesion, descending into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Western Xia soldiers advanced with sabers raised; Zhang Jiani dared not shoot, fearing she’d hit her own men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doubt gnawed at her—Zhu Ge Yu was still alive, so why let the Western Xia charge freely? Had that arrow truly shattered his nerve?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Zhang Jiani felt fury and scorn toward Zhu Ge Yu’s empty boasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Mingyu, you old dog—how could you entrust such a vital mission to a scholar who only knows how to bluster?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She ground her teeth in rage.\u003C\u002Fp>",1439,"2026-06-20T03:28:17.113Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","708c317c6c15f910e325c0b5f61778b067036a404692638ffc75f7c499fd8fac","the-top-scholar-of-da-ling-chapter-150","the-top-scholar-of-da-ling-chapter-148",392,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-top-scholar-of-da-ling-cover.jpg"]