The centurion stared fixedly at the scarlet robe. After a slight hesitation, he made up his mind and raised his left arm, clenched his fist, and punched his right palm several times. After he made this gesture, apart from the dozen or so retainers, the other nine squads of elite Southern Dynasty soldiers hidden in various parts of the infantry formation quickly received the emergency report and quickly gathered here, attempting to encircle and annihilate Xu Ying.
Xu Ying, who sensed the abnormality, was eager to give it a try and patiently waited.
If the scarlet-robed Xu Ying was more like a child who played around without any distracting thoughts, then Xuanyuan Qingfeng's murderous intent was extremely strong!
Perhaps in the entire vast battlefield outside of Beibu City, only the young vassal king who broke through two thousand iron armors in a row could win!
Xuanyuan Qingfeng rampaged through the Great Snow Plateau in an extremely domineering manner.
Unlike Xu Ying, who only needed to "wander around" and generally only needed to keep moving forward, this Great Snow Plateau Jianghu Alliance Master's target was extremely clear from the start — the enormous siege towers!
It was obvious that she would tear down whoever was the biggest eyesore in her vision!
In the vast Liyang Dynasty, she was indeed the most unreasonable woman in the entire Liyang Dynasty.
The first siege tower was broken in half by the purple-robed woman.
After passing through the first siege tower, Xuanyuan Qingfeng turned around and directly pounced on the second one. When she tore open the cowhide and entered, corpses flew out in all directions. In the end, when she finally appeared on the top floor where she had a wide view, none of the three hundred soldiers in the siege tower survived.
Intentionally or otherwise, she cast a glance towards the Northern Mang army's battle situation. Then, she stomped down heavily. The moment she leapt out of the tower chariot, the sturdy tower chariot that came from the Southern Dynasty's Military Weapons Supervisor collapsed with a loud rumble.
The third tower carriage's luck was a bit better, having Xuanyuan Qingfeng's palm strike land on that enormous cowhide. That wave of majestic aura actually shook the entire tower carriage until it was on the verge of collapse. A purple-clothed man entered the watchtower again. The six or seven Northern Mang soldiers didn't even have time to take action before they were smashed through the railings by Xuanyuan Qingfeng's sudden and abundant aura. Before they even landed on the ground, they already died while bleeding from their seven apertures. Xuanyuan Qingfeng glanced back at the North Jieyu City's drum platform. She was a bit dazed when she saw the snow-white color. The siege tower beneath her was still swaying under the influence of the lingering aura from before. However, at this moment, several arrows shot out from the observation deck of the siege tower, interrupting this Purple Dress of Mount Insignia's thoughts. She frowned and didn't even turn her head. She casually waved her sleeve, and the arrows flew back along the path they came from. The four arrows were so fast that they couldn't be seen by the naked eye and instantly pierced through the chests of four archers.
After killing them, Xuanyuan Qingfeng clearly still hadn't vented her anger. She lightly twisted her ankle hidden under her skirt, and the entire siege tower completely tilted towards the one on the right. Xuanyuan Qingfeng no longer paid any attention to the two tragic siege towers that had crashed into each other, because she discovered that Northern Mang's side finally couldn't hold back anymore. Apart from two groups of powerful and well-armored elite cavalry that rushed to the left and right flanks to attack the groom, Lou Huang, Wei Miao, and Chai Qingshan, the four grandmasters of the Central Plains, the movements at the center of the army weren't small either. Moreover, their targets included Xuanyuan Qingfeng. Apart from the cavalry that numbered around a thousand, after leaving their original encampment, they charged towards the south through the gaps between the two paced corridors. There was also a group of black-clothed figures that didn't wear armor, only carrying blades and crossbows. Their movements were concealed, and they didn't appear on the two wide 'corridors'. Instead, they lowered their heads and bent their waists as they quickly advanced through the narrow gaps between the paced corridors. There were also figures that originally came from the rear of Northern Mang's army. They had all sorts of weapons in their hands, and their attire was also greatly different. They didn't carry any of Northern Mang's border army's standard equipment, so they should be Northern Mang jianghu experts who had mobilized in full force and then been recruited by the Northern Mang imperial court into the southern expedition army.
In the past few years, the grandmasters who could do whatever they wanted in the Jianghu of Beimang all ended up rather miserable, especially in the large-scale invasion of the Beiliang Frontier Army. The Daode Sect, Chess and Sword Music School, Tibing Mountain, and Princess' Tomb were all severely damaged, especially Princess' Tomb and Tibing Mountain. If it weren't for the support of Beimang, they would have been removed from the list of sects in Liyang Lake, which was relatively estranged from the imperial court. They would have either been divided up by the joint efforts of other Jianghu forces who smelled the fishy smell, or their enemies would have kicked them when they were down. The Chess and Sword Music School didn't fare well either. Hong Jingyan, who was known as a Ci Master, died in battle, Huang Baozhuang, who was known as a Ci Master, or Luo Yang, who was known as a Ci Master, left the Chess and Sword Music School. The Master of the Music School and the group of grandmasters who sneaked into Beiliang died in a foreign land. Apart from the Peace Order and the Crown Princess named Hangu, who was known as a Ci Master, the Chess and Sword Music School, a deep-rooted sect, might be in the same situation as Xuanyuan Qingfeng's siege tower. With a little bit of force, the foundation that had been painstakingly accumulated over the past two hundred years would collapse in an instant.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng saw that the three groups of people with completely different backgrounds only cared about heading south, but they chose to ignore the young vassal king and the white-robed Luo Yang who were deep in the enemy lines. This made the Purple Dress of Mount Huishan feel unhappy for no reason, and she became even colder.
She continued to smash the siege towers. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a cavalry of a thousand approaching from the south. Purple Dress dashed toward them.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng slapped the helmet of the leader of the cavalry, and he was sent flying. His corpse shattered into pieces.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had taken over the nest of a magpie, stood proudly on the back of the warhorse that was still galloping away. She looked down at the cavalry from above.
This cavalry was none other than the elite force that Orange Province had spent countless efforts to train. The famous Winter Thunder Cavalry was also the main culprit that had dragged the Left Cavalry outside Beiliang into the quagmire.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't know who was the first deputy commander of the Left Cavalry, Lu Dayuan, or the famous Winter Thunder Cavalry of the Southern Dynasties. She only lowered her head to glance at the astonished Winter Thunder Cavalry. Then, she looked up and saw a small cavalry of no more than seventy or eighty people. There was a dignified white-clothed swordsman, a woman in a colorful dress with her top fluttering on the back of the horse, and an old man resting with his eyes closed. Without exception, they were all people of the jianghu.
Without a leader, the Winter Thunder Cavalry didn't lose their morale. The cavalry closest to Xuanyuan Qingfeng viciously raised his iron spear and stabbed at the abdomen of the purple-clothed cavalry.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't waste too much time with this cavalry. She pushed off with the tip of her foot and flew up a little, dodging the iron spear. Then, she landed on the body of the spear and slid down. Before the cavalry could react, she suddenly looked up and kicked the man in the face. The cavalry's head flew off just like that. This tragic scene was shocking. However, Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't stop there. She allowed the humiliated Winter Thunder Cavalry to continue south. She floated up high and landed gracefully on the empty ground between the Winter Thunder Cavalry and the group of jianghu experts. Xuanyuan Qingfeng leisurely walked forward. Her footsteps were indescribably elegant, like a long ink scroll written by a Danqing artist.
After Xuanyuan Qingfeng's massacre, Xu Yanbing, who hadn't made any big moves, suddenly said to Đồng Thái's back, "I'm afraid I'll have to leave the matter of preventing Tuoba Bodhisattva from looting the burning house to you."
Đồng Thái didn't turn around. She smiled and said, "I won't let you down, Brother Xu."
Xu Yanbing tilted the fine iron spear that the Tide-listening Pavilion had kept for many years. Facing the Peach Blossom Sword God's promise, this Beiliang half-step Martial Saint didn't express any gratitude. He just cupped his fists and left.
Xu Yanbing turned around and strode toward the Sword Eater who hadn't made a move. He said in a low voice, "I'll have to trouble Senior Sui to coordinate with His Highness's return to the city."
Sui Xie Gu glanced at this Junior Martial Brother of the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu. The old man didn't comment on Xu Yanbing's request.
Xu Yanbing didn't force him either. He went to support the young Sword Crown swordsman from the Sword Tomb of the Wu family. Wudang's Great Spiritual Master Yu Xingrui had already left to support Mao Shulang and Ji Liu 'an, the two grandmasters of Nanjiang. Wu Liuding and the swordsman Cuihua were still facing an entire formation of ten thousand men. Although they hadn't fallen into a certain death situation, they were already surrounded by layers of iron armor. For some reason, the female swordsman with outstanding swordsmanship didn't unsheathe her Su Of Gojoseon sword to kill the enemy even though she had seen the Sword Crown of the Sword Tomb's aura weaken many times and was surrounded by danger. She seemed unwilling to take the initiative to help Wu Liuding share the pressure. In addition, the young Sword Crown was really like a newborn calf that wasn't afraid of a tiger. He buried his head in the formation and pressed forward with indomitable will, as if he couldn't wait to kill the Beimang Crown Prince.
In contrast, Mao Shulang and Ji Liu 'an, one of the few bladesmanship grandmasters in the world, were more steady. They were even able to greatly limit the speed of the entire attacking formation. The reason why Yu Xingrui, the master of the current Wudang Sect Leader Li Yufu, chose to support Mao Shulang and Ji Liu' an was reasonable. Firstly, it could greatly impede the Beimang's attack. Secondly, the young Sword Crown was too rash and radical. Yu Xingrui couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. After all, Yu Xingrui had long heard of the unreasonable rules of the Withered Swordsmen of the Sword Tomb of the Wu family. Even if he was a kind elder and a martial arts senior, even if he had compassion in his heart, it would be very troublesome if he really helped. He was afraid that not only would he not be able to help, but he would also be superfluous.
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