Confucianism in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 30
The flames reflected half of the sky red, and the fire spread extremely fast, sweeping across the entire land almost instantly.

Even in the big camp, you can still feel the scalding heat coming towards your face, making you panic.

Only a distant voice came from a distance: "I'm visiting tonight, who will welcome me?"

Within a breath, it spread throughout the Qin camp.

Meng Ao, who was inspecting the defense of the front battalion, heard the sound and looked in the direction of the sound, but saw a figure slowly approaching from a distance.

He had already ordered the battalions to take precautions.

"Fire the arrows!" Meng Ao ordered in a cold voice.

As his words fell, groups of archers immediately raised their bowstrings and shot towards the comer.

The rain of arrows was like locusts crossing the border, densely covering the sky, and countless arrows poured down like a storm.

That figure is still not in a hurry.

With a wave of his hands, the rain of arrows turned in the opposite direction as if he had been greatly pulled.

Gently pushing the palms of his hands again, the rain of arrows turned into countless streamers, flying from all directions to the Qin army's formation, pouring down like a torrential rain.

It's a good move to use the other's way, and return it to the other body.

Seeing the rain of arrows coming, Meng Ao's face changed slightly, he was about to draw his sword, but immediately there were four people guarding him, blocking the rain of arrows attacking him.

Qin Dufeng looked at that person with cold eyes, but there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

"Why do you come here?" Qin Dufeng asked in a deep voice.

"I'm using my head here." The man looked at Meng Ao with cold eyes.

"If you want the general's head, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it!" Meng Ao said coldly.

"If you don't have the skills, how dare you come here?" The man laughed.

Before the words fell, the figure flew to Meng Ao's side like the wind blowing willows, and his right palm struck Meng Ao's chest like lightning.

A flash of saber light suddenly appeared, which could barely block the palm, leaving deep ravines where the saber energy passed.

That person and Qin Dufeng were several zhang apart, and they looked at each other from a distance.

The person who attacked the camp alone was Yang Gongxie.

The black knife in Qin Dufeng's hand shone dazzlingly under the moonlight, and a cold killing intent emanated from Qin Dufeng's body.

The four Black Ice Terrace swordsmen guarding Meng Ao's body were already dead, their bodies lying on the ground.

More than a dozen black-clothed swordsmen appeared from the night, and they all drew their swords and pointed at Yang Gongxie.

"Hurry up and protect General Meng and leave." Qin Dufeng ordered.

Immediately, six people were sent out to protect Meng Ao and retreat to the camp of the Chinese army.

"No matter how many gnats there are, what can we do?" Yang Gongxie said lightly.

After the words fell, a tyrannical coercion enveloped the audience.

Everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their whole bodies were bitingly cold, and they were horrified.

The biting cold air eroded from the limbs and bones, and a layer of frost emerged on their bodies, and immediately covered their whole bodies.

Yang Gongxie took one step forward, and his whole body turned into a phantom.

Qin Dufeng's pitch-black blade sliced ​​through the sky, and a fierce and domineering blade intent cut through the void.

Yang Gongxie stretched out his claws, and hit the jet-black blade light directly, and the peerless blade light shattered instantly.

With a turn of his figure, he appeared beside Qin Dufeng in an instant, and a ball of ice mist was brought up on his right palm, and he snapped it.

The black knife was raised, and the dark knife light flashed with a strong knife energy to meet the icy palm, and the cold current was swallowed by the black light.

Another slash was made, and a jet-black blade pierced the sky in an instant, as if coming from the depths of the Nine Netherworld.

Yang Gongxie's expression was slightly trembling, and he held his left hand, and the black knife seemed to be stuck in front of him like it was attracted by a magnet. Qin Dufeng also seemed to be strangled by someone, and his body could not move even a bit.

A bone-chilling breath invaded Qin Dufeng's body along the blade, the whole body's Qi and blood flowed retrogradely, the meridians and acupoints were displaced, and the true energy in the body was sealed up, as if a living dead person. This pain was a thousand times worse than death.

But what he slashed was not one, but two, and a hidden blade light suddenly appeared, silently.

As soon as Yang Gongxie retreated, he narrowly avoided the sure-to-kill knife, but was still injured by the force of the knife, and his sleeves were immediately stained red.

Qin Dufeng got out of trouble immediately, one left and one right held a saber in his hand, one straight and one odd, one yin and one yang, one bright and one dark.

The two knives slashed staggeredly, and the pitch-black blade became deeper and deeper, as if even the surrounding light dimmed.

"Yin and Yang are chaotic." Yang Gongxie's eyes flashed with surprise.

He has practiced the big abandoned son catching hand to a high level and can control everything in the world. This mysterious and unpredictable sword technique can affect the elements in the world and make it disordered.

Qing Shi slashed out with a single knife, just like the beginning of heaven and earth, the first division of chaos, everything has become the most primitive state, and everything has returned to its original state.

Yang Gongxie's figure disappeared under this knife, and even his breath disappeared in the void.

Qin Dufeng's figure stood proudly, seemingly unhindered, but his cold air was raging in his body, if it was not removed in time, it might endanger his life.

"This time I was the loser." The distant voice sounded again.

"But he's not the only one coming." Another soft female voice sounded.

A lingering sword light pierced the sky and stabbed directly at Meng Ao. This sword was too fast, too fast for people to catch it.

When Meng Ao came back to his senses, all the swordsmen around him were dead, and the point of the sword had reached between his eyebrows, and with just a slight pick, it could penetrate his skull and kill him on the spot.

Qin Dufeng's pair of pitch-black swords slashed out again, unexpectedly disregarding Meng Ao's life and death.

Ji Yanran killed Meng Ao with one sword, raised her sword to meet Qin Dufeng, she drew out her sword like lightning, stabbing nine swords in an instant, piercing the nine orifices.

The trajectory of each sword is perfect, without any deviation.

The sword moves faster and faster, dazzlingly fast.The strength of the saber and the energy of the sword stimulated each other, causing waves of ripples.

No one dared to come within five feet of the two of them.

The twin swords danced like a wild dragon, each sword was as fast as thunder, swift as lightning, and all the sword energy was torn apart.

This sharp knife directly hit Ji Yanran.

Ji Yanran's eyes showed seriousness, her figure retreated rapidly, and her long sword swung across, blocking Qin Dufeng's knife.

"I'm afraid you were seriously injured in the previous battle." There was a hint of worry in Ji Yanran's words, as if she was worried about him again.

Her bright eyes stared at Qin Dufeng, and said, "I see that your breath is not stable, and your saber movement is also a little messed up."

"Don't bother me, miss, I just suffered some minor injuries." Qin Dufeng said lightly.

"Besides, what you need to worry about now is the girl yourself. Does the girl really think that she can leave?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several flying claws came through the air in the dark night, grabbing at Ji Yanran.

Stepping lightly on the jade feet, Ji Yanran's figure was erratic, like a butterfly fluttering lightly, she avoided it lightly.

Swinging the long sword in his hand, a snow-white sword curtain covered the sky, and the flying claws were cut off halfway and fell to the ground one after another.

Around her, the black-clothed swordsman appeared at some unknown time and blocked her way out, obviously premeditated.

"The general had expected that you and others would come to attack the camp, but he never thought that only two people would come."

The person who should have died walked out surrounded by a group of Qin soldiers, it was Meng Ao.

A row of Qin soldiers immediately surrounded Ji Yanran, pointed their spears at her, and set up arrows with long bows in their hands, the arrow strings were fully drawn, waiting for an order.

"If I want to leave, these people can't stop me." Ji Yanran said calmly.

"What an arrogant tone! Take her down for me." Meng Ao waved his hand.

Qin Bing got the order, and they pulled the bowstrings one after another and shot out a sharp arrow, coming through the air.

Ji Yanran swung out the long sword in her hand, and the shadows of the sword swirled all over the sky, shooting down all the sharp arrows in an instant.

Ji Yanran jumped up, a sword qi pierced through the air, beheading all the Qin soldiers in front of her.

The sword light galloped like a rolling silver dragon, and Ji Yanran took off like a flying snake, drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, the sword energy criss-crossing, and Qin Bing died one after another wherever it happened.

The black-clothed swordsmen lined up and set up ten groups of sword formations, charging towards Ji Yanran.

Ji Yanran stepped on lotus steps, and swung the long sword in her hand continuously, like quicksilver pouring down the ground. Every time she swung a sword, the sword light would increase by one more.

The sword shadow is constantly changing, like ripples on the water, layer upon layer, layer after layer.

Even in the face of the siege of hundreds of thousands of people, Ji Yanran is still calm and confident, she moves gracefully through the sword net, without any sign of being trapped.

A strange knife was struck from behind Ji Yanran, and her long sword drew an arc in front of her, and then swung the knife away.

It was also a woman who slashed this knife, wearing a black snow suit, with a glamorous face.

The narrow knife swept across, and the knife energy surged out, turning into waves of knife force.

Ji Yanran drew a sword flower from the long sword in Ji Yanran's hand, and it rippled away like water waves, dissipating all the saber energy.

At this time, the fire appeared again, which was particularly dazzling under the night sky.Meng Ao looked around, this was the direction of Bei Daying.

There was a sound of hoofbeats from far to near, and a group of scout cavalry came at a gallop, reined in thirty feet away from Meng Ao, got off their horses and knelt down to the ground.

"General, something is wrong! The enemy raided! They set fire to the baggage that was stationed in the northern camp."

Hearing this, Meng Ao's complexion changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and put out the fire!"

The northern camp was also heavily guarded, so it was impossible for Wei Jun to lurk in quietly. Thinking of the skills of these two men, his expression changed, could it be...

"It's impolite to come and not to go. I must have received the gift, and the little girl is leaving."

Ji Yanran saw the flames blazing over there, she forced the woman in black clothes away with her sword, her figure was erratic, escaped from the encirclement net, and disappeared into the night.

The woman in black was about to chase after her, but suddenly she saw Qin Dufeng's expression of pain, layers of frost formed on his body, his face was pale, and black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Panicked, she immediately stepped forward to support Qin Dufeng, and said with a worried expression, "Commander!"

She took out the elixir from her bosom and fed it into Qin Dufeng's mouth. The elixir was called Qiming Huiyuan elixir, and it was a high-grade elixir for healing internal organs.

After taking the elixir, Qin Dufeng's complexion gradually softened, but his complexion was still pale and did not improve much.

"What I have in me is the evil of extreme yin and extreme cold. This elixir is useless to me, it can only temporarily suppress the outbreak of cold evil in my body." Qin Dufeng said.

His injuries were extremely serious, the meridians and acupoints all over his body were reversed, and his qi and blood flowed backwards. If it wasn't for his profound internal strength, he would have exploded and died at that time.

He forcefully exercised his kung fu to suppress the injury, and now the cold evil has penetrated into the internal organs, relying on the power of the elixir to protect the heart and continue his life.

If he hadn't forced that person back at that time, if he was really controlled by that weird martial arts, he would definitely die.

But I think that person should also be injured by his own Wuyou knife.

"Take it to the northern camp for guards, and then order someone to tell Commander Baili to send some people back to help." Qin Dufeng ordered the woman in Xuanyi, "I will take care of my injury."

"Also please take care of yourself, Commander."

The woman in black gave a warning, and ordered a black-clothed swordsman to help Qin Dufeng return to his tent to recuperate, and then led the group of black-clothed swordsmen away.

(End of this chapter)