Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 365: Chapter 178: Eight Forms of Breaking the Edge, Strategic Maneuvering (Part 2)

But I’m only protecting all the officials in the city to carve a path to escape, not necessarily to fight to the death; that’s not an issue.

"Dismount and await trial, don’t leave the city."

The tall man only heard these words, then his vision blurred, and a blade was at his head. In his panic, he reflexively blocked with his long knife.

Bang...

His body felt as if it had fallen apart, his entire strength vanished, and he was tossed into the air, with no idea where his long knife flew off to.

The most absurd part was, he didn’t even see clearly what exactly had struck his knife.

All he felt was a streak of black light, shining dark.

Spinning mid-air, he then noticed that all over this street, there were shadows flying in the air.

At least several dozen or up to a hundred people were flailing, flying in all directions.

Some were even spewing blood while in mid-air.

Thud... The tall man heavily crashed onto the street.

The impact sent dust flying from the ground.

Forcing himself to stand, he couldn’t help but groan in pain, glancing back to see a cavalry troop already far away.

Meanwhile, his several hundred strong cavalry convoy had long since become scattered; everyone was knocked off their horses, lying around in dust, howling in pain.

Not far away, Magistrate Zhao Shicheng, Lord Zhao, had a red mark on his left cheek, slowly swelling. He lay sprawled, dazed, struggling to get up.

Only crying out in pain repeatedly.

Clearly, he couldn’t even curse, not knowing what formidable force this cavalry troop belonged to.

"Lord Zhao, Vice General Li, Patriarch Zhang, Patriarch Wang... You better save your energy. If you can survive, you’ll be lucky enough to burn incense in thanks. But, losing the city—things won’t be as glorious as before."

A voice called from afar.

The tall man, Li Yi, was startled to realize he recognized the speaker.

Was it not the newly appointed "County Captain" sent from Xingqing Prefecture to manage Yuanxi’s troops?

But it was merely nominal.

In reality, no one took him seriously, just considered him a joke.

Without a court appointment, just a soldier claiming Xingqing Prefecture, and privately passing on positions; nobody would acknowledge such an appointment.

If it weren’t for the strong forces at Xingqing Prefecture, his head would long be chopped off, rather than allowing him to linger as an eyesore in Yuanxi County.

Looking at it now, he himself was the joke.

"Was that just Chen Ping who passed by?"

He vaguely understood something...

Only the renowned Xuanwu Guard Captain, who accomplished great feats, could carry such might, such deadly aura.

"How dare you call our Lord by name directly, seize him, give him ten strokes so he learns his lesson."

Weichi spoke with great authority, but internally he was both shocked and overjoyed.

He always knew that this Ninth Senior Brother was remarkably talented, far beyond comparison; not only profoundly knowledgeable in martial arts and sword techniques, but unrivaled in teaching prowess, commanding admiration.

With just a few pointers, he could turn the dire into the divine, greatly enhancing one’s strength.

Even his own cultivation improvement depended entirely on Ninth Senior Brother’s guidance.

In the past, he only felt admiration, believing that following Ninth Senior Brother in achieving big things was comforting, perhaps even securing a promising future.

But he never imagined.

Despite having a high opinion of Ninth Senior Brother, he still underestimated him.

The Yuanxi City cavalry troop seemed just a mere three to five hundred men, nothing noteworthy, but they were the elite of the city.

Leading them, Vice General Li, had opened the Seven Extraordinary Meridians, his reputation quite notable, his actual strength only slightly inferior to the Spring Water Sword Sect’s late Hall Master and the County Captain Fang Ji, who was slain by the Baimei Spear Array.

So what happened?

This reputed warrior, Vice General Li, was like a scarecrow, unable to see his opponent clearly, sent flying from his horse, unable to rise up.

Even more unbelievably, Vice General Li was not even injured.

Not only him, all the fallen cavalrymen lying on the ground were not seriously injured; everyone was merely shaken, their Qi disrupted, losing combat power temporarily.

Such strength, such control—it was nearly mythical.

Killing someone is not difficult, but not killing them—that’s hard.

Two hundred men like one, no communication needed, minds aligned; even their horses raised their hooves in unison.

Such a force of two hundred cavalry, how could the entering Plum Blossom Cavalry muster any resistance against their assault?

Weichi felt incredibly curious.

His heart was full of excitement.

...

Neither Weichi’s opportunistic flattery nor Magistrate Zhao’s retreat without battle stirred any waves in Chen Ping’s mind.

Leading with his painted halberd, maintaining a steady pace, it took less than half a quarter hour before he reached the cross street ahead, where an iron cavalry surged like a torrent.

Leading the force, the general wore a Hundred-Pleated Plum Blossom Robe, Bright Silver Chain Armor, wielding a long spear; it danced like a silver serpent, as he charged onwards, the remaining resisting troops fell uniformly, like crops in a field.

"Declare your name!"

Baimei General Mei Yu charged aggressively with his horse, casually waving his long spear, feeling immensely lonely and cold.

Though Yuanxi City is considered a large county, with considerable population, the soldiers and officers within lacked fighting spirit; just two assaults, and they had already discarded their helmets and armor.

This battle was rather dull.

The Plum Blossom Array he meticulously trained didn’t even have a chance to deploy.

Unmatched mowing, to the bystanders, might seem entertaining, but he, possessing ambition and ideal as a commanding general, did not care for such battles.