Chapter 11: Sending troops to attack Yan
Everyone was in awe of Ying Ziye!

Especially Gongshu Chou, his eyes were as blazing as a believer looking up to God, completely focused on Ying Ziye!
Even if Lu Ban were to be resurrected, he would be ashamed of himself for not being able to match such ingenious mechanical skills.

What kind of strong city and powerful army can withstand such powerful mechanical weapons?

Yan Fei stared at Ying Ziye, her beautiful eyes filled with endless amazement!

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How could such a talented young man be born?
Only sixteen years old.

He has entered the realm of immortals on earth that countless warriors dream of!

His Great Snow Dragon Cavalry makes the Golden Fire Cavalry, which is known as the best in the world, feel inferior to him!
The art of mechanical engineering made Lu Ban's descendants bow down to him!
Moreover, he was a man of great literary talent. When he traveled around the world, the poems he left behind are enough to be passed down for thousands of years.

The song "Xia Ke Xing" makes all the heroes in the world bow down in worship and yearn for it!
Yan Fei, an unprecedented genius in the Yin-Yang School, reached the realm of heaven and man when she was young, was conferred the title of Dongjun, and became the second in command of the Yin-Yang School.

Her heart was filled with incomparable pride!
However.
Ever since she met Ying Ziye, all her pride had been ruthlessly shattered.

In front of Ying Ziye, her martial arts talent, which she was so proud of, was nothing but a laughing stock!

As for other aspects
No further words are needed!

Gazing at Ying Ziye's majestic, extraordinary, elegant and mysterious figure, a trace of reverence, admiration and curiosity quietly grew in Yan Fei's heart.

An urge to explore deeper arises spontaneously.

“What do you think?”

"Can the Yin-Yang family resist them?"

Ying Ziye asked softly as he looked at the neatly-lined and murderous Golden Fire Cavalry and the Hundred-Turn Armored Soldiers.

The tone was not loud, very gentle even.

But to Yan Fei and the others, it was as deafening as thunder, instantly making them look terrified and sweat profusely.

That scene replayed in their minds——

If these elite soldiers, plus those amazingly powerful mechanical weapons, appeared at the Yin-Yang family's base,
Thinking of this, everyone in the Yin-Yang School trembled uncontrollably.

If this is true, the Yin-Yang family will probably be reduced to ashes in an instant!

"Haha~ Don't be so nervous, I'm just asking casually."

Ying Ziye looked at the Yin-Yang family members who lowered their heads in fear and said with a chuckle.

No one dared to respond.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ying Ziye was issuing a warning and warning to the Yin-Yang School.

If these people with different intentions are warned from time to time, they will inevitably make the wrong choice.

“Well, I’ve seen results.”

"get ready."

"Three days later, we will send troops to attack Yan!"

After Ying Ziye finished giving his orders, he jumped onto his horse and, surrounded by the crowd, slowly left the Lishan camp.

"Farewell, Second Young Master!"

Three days later.

everything's ready.

Ying Ziye, leading three thousand mighty Snow Dragon Cavalry guards and one hundred thousand Qin soldiers, set out from the majestic military camp in Mount Li.

King Ying Zheng of Qin, along with all the civil and military officials in the court, personally saw him off. The scene was solemn and grand.

However, this rare number of elite troops made many ministers in the court suspicious of Ying Ziye, thinking that he was too arrogant.

after all.

They are about to cross the border between the two countries and start a fierce battle!
The marching route chosen by Ying Ziye was to start from Xianyang, cross the former land of Han - Yingchuan County, then pass through Wei State, then cross Zhao State, and finally reach Yan State.

This journey is as long as the end of the world, far more than a thousand miles.

Even though Qin had sent envoys to Wei and Zhao and obtained their verbal promise not to interfere with the Qin army's attack on Yan.

But these are just empty words. If the Qin army is attacked by these two countries from behind when attacking Yan State, the army will be defeated without a doubt! Even if there are immortals on land, it will be difficult to turn the tide when facing the siege of the three countries.

What's more, with millions of troops approaching, no matter how brave the immortals on earth are, how can they resist it?

now.

Only Ying Zheng had full confidence in Ying Ziye, knowing that his second son was by no means an arrogant person.

His bold actions must have been well-planned!

Spies from various countries quickly passed the news of Ying Ziye's dispatch of troops back to their countries. The long-standing peace was broken and the world was once again on edge.

Daqin, reveals its sharp fangs once again!

The leader was the world-famous land immortal Ying Ziye. For a moment, the whole world was paying attention to him.

Wei, Zhao, Chu, Qi, and Yan, the eyes of each country were focused on Ying Ziye.

Curiosity, contempt, panic and confusion are intertwined.

In the barren forests of Yingchuan County, the white phoenix was like a light feather shadow, quietly landing on the branches, like the dancing of a wild goose.

"he came!"

Bai Feng whispered softly.

Wei Zhuang was dozing off on a stone chair, but upon hearing this, his eyes widened, his sword gleamed, and his fighting spirit burned.

His hand unconsciously went to his abdomen.

There, there was a scar extending from the abdomen to the shoulder. Although it had healed, it still made Wei Zhuang feel a dull pain from time to time. It was a memory of shame!
That year, he walked out of Guigu and stepped into the land of Han, and created Liusha with the ninth prince Han Fei, intending to save the declining country.

However.
With the appearance of that person, all hope was gone!
Intelligence, martial arts, and military tactics were all completely crushed!

In the end, under the impetus of that person, the land of Han fell apart from within and was flattened by the iron hooves of the Qin army.

That person was none other than Ying Ziye, who roamed the martial arts world and traveled around the world in the past!
In recent years, since Wei Zhuang was defeated by Ying Ziye, he has been sharpening his sword day and night, vowing to wash away the shame.

Three years.

His martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. Under the pressure of Ying Ziye, he broke through the peak of grandmaster, entered the realm of heaven and man, and even surpassed his senior brother Gai Nie.

In his prime twenties, Wei Zhuang had already entered the realm of heaven and man. If Ying Ziye had not existed, his talent would undoubtedly have been astonishing!
However.
The person he was facing was Ying Ziye!

An invincible existence!

"Finally, you're here!"

"My wounds sting every day, like a reminder!"

"Three years! Do you know how I spent these three years?"

"Land immortal, huh! I want to see what kind of realm this is!"

Wei Zhuang's face showed ferocity, he clenched the shark-tooth sword tightly, and in a flash, he disappeared from the spot without a trace.

He was determined to hunt down Ying Ziye just to avenge that sword!
"You're not going?"

Bai Feng's gaze turned to the side, to the woman with a graceful figure and charming face, with a red snake wrapped around her body. It was the former Princess Han, Chi Lian of the Liusha organization today.

The destruction of her country transformed her from an innocent princess into a formidable assassin.

"Humph!"

"No need for you to mind your own business!"

Chi Lian snorted coldly, and followed Wei Zhuang away with light steps, his eyes filled with complex emotions, a mixture of love and hate.

Once upon a time, when Ying Ziye was traveling in old Korea, they had a touching encounter and unforgettable memories.

However.
Everything disappeared with the demise of old Korea.

On the official road of Yingchuan County, Ying Ziye, dressed in white, riding a white horse, led an army of 100,000 troops marching slowly.

At this moment, he was in a relaxed posture, admiring the scenery along the way, as if he was not marching but outing for fun.

(End of this chapter)