Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Emperor Jing led his army in a mad dash pursuit.

A magnificent scene unfolded on the West Wind Plains: hundreds of thousands of Jin soldiers fleeing in the lead, with an equal number of Jing soldiers giving chase.

Vast clouds of dust billowed, forming a haze.

Although the Jing army's momentum was strong, the difference in the quality of their warhorses became apparent.

The main force couldn't catch up with the enemy!

Although they were close on their heels, they always fell just short!

As they chased and fled, the Jin army suddenly split their forces and counterattacked.

A detachment of iron cavalry broke away from the main flow, charging towards Emperor Jing's side.

Emperor Jing yanked on his reins, looked at the approaching general, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Black Mountain Chilie!!"

Chilie also spotted Emperor Jing at a glance, laughing wildly as he charged towards him.

He saw the battlefield's carnage more clearly than anyone.

But when it came to fear... he had never known what fear was!

A person whose height, weight, and battle record completely crushed those around him never knew what fear was.

Only others feared him!

And the only two defeats he had suffered were due to his opponents' underhanded tricks!

Chilie galloped wildly, shouting to those around him: "Hold back the enemy troops! I will personally take Li Che's head!"

Emperor Jing showed no fear, raised his spear, and charged forward to meet him.

The surrounding soldiers had already engaged in close combat, locked in a fierce battle.

Chilie reached within twenty paces of Emperor Jing and roared: "Li Che, you little whelp, do you dare to fight me!"

Hearing him speak in the Jing language, Emperor Jing was momentarily stunned, but immediately roared back: "Madman! I couldn't ask for more!"

With that, he spurred his horse forward, leveled his spear, and charged, knocking two enemy cavalrymen off their horses along the way.

Although he was old, his strength and skill were still evident!

The two powerhouses approached each other, one wielding a spear, the other a 'shuo'!

Twenty paces... fifteen paces... twelve paces!

Chilie's grimace was one of extreme excitement. His iron spear was very long, while Li Che was only using a regular 'shuo'.

Coupled with his age, he wouldn't even get close before he could be stabbed through with a single spear thrust.

At that moment, Emperor Jing would be killed, and the army's morale would collapse!

Thinking of this, Chilie flicked his wrist, and the spear butt slid into his palm, attempting to kill his opponent instantly with the longest possible reach.

Emperor Jing held his 'shuo' horizontally, ready to block.

Just a split second before the spear thrust, Emperor Jing's right hand inexplicably reached behind his back!

Mysteriously, he pulled out a short pistol.

The moment his robe was lifted, it revealed not only his inner armor but also a specially made belt around his waist, with a row of firelocks attached...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three shots rang out, hitting Chilie's mount squarely.

The warhorse let out a whinny... throwing Chilie to the ground.

The fall stunned him.

Before he could react, he heard Emperor Jing's light mockery from near to far.

"Pathetic!"

"You son of a..."

"Thump thump thump thump thump"

Before Chilie could finish speaking, a dozen warhorses trampled over him like a corpse.

Fortunately, he was wearing a suit of specially made iron armor with extremely high defensive capabilities, and he only suffered minor injuries, far from fatal.

The trampling continued, and Chilie's mind inexplicably began to blur.

From childhood to adulthood, invincible and joyful moments flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

But when he came to Jing, Zhang Biao's hateful face suddenly jumped out, and the memory stopped abruptly!

His happy times probably ended from this point on...

Chilie thought dazedly, while the sounds of fighting around him diminished a lot.

Although the Jin army blocking the Jing army was strong, they were far outnumbered.

Faced with a tide of opponents, the Jin army quickly collapsed.

Li Yuanzhao rode his horse from behind, and seeing that the Jin army had been repelled again, he sighed softly...

"Huh? Isn't this Black Mountain Chilie?"

Chilie slowly opened his eyes and slowly turned his head.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Kill or cut, whatever."

Li Yuanzhao was overjoyed: "Not dead! It's good that you're not dead. You've come at the right time, get up! This prince wants to fight you one-on-one for three hundred rounds!"

"Tui!"

Chilie spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at Li Yuanzhao.

However, after being trampled by the continuous war, the injuries on his body were already extremely serious.

This mouthful of saliva lightly landed on his own eyes....

"Hiss ~" Li Yuanzhao was greatly disappointed.

What a useless thing, I don't know which unknown soldier defeated him.

But the number one warrior of the Jin Kingdom is here, if I don't fight, wouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life?

Thinking of this, Li Yuanzhao pulled out the firelock from his waist.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three shots accurately hit Chilie's chest, and three sparks burst out.

Chilie smiled weakly: "Useless."

"Record! The Great Jing Crown Prince Li Yuanzhao achieved a great victory in the West Wind Plains, defeating the Jin Kingdom's number one fierce warrior, Black Mountain Chilie!" Li Yuanzhao turned his head and shouted to the Embroidered Uniform Guard behind him, "Tie him up and take him away!"

Li Yuanzhao defeated Black Mountain Chilie?

Chilie was stunned for a moment, blood surged into his eyes, and with tears streaming down his face, he used all his strength to let out a final roar: "You are all sons of bitches!!!"

.....

The Jing army was still chasing hard.

It was already sunset, and despite their best efforts, they still hadn't caught up with the Jin army.

After being blocked by a team of Jin soldiers, they watched helplessly as they rushed into the high walls of the fortress.

Then the gate was raised, closing the city gate.

Emperor Jing breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the city gate with a slight smile.

The city gates of the past were not afraid of fire or impact. How would they fare against today's cannons?

This impregnable stronghold was probably full of loopholes...

Later, Li Yuanzhao also caught up, trotting to Emperor Jing's side.

He said: "Father, when will we start launching hot air balloons to attack?"

"Not in a hurry, they are still on alert. Garrison troops have been sent to the city walls. The army is frightened and will rest here to stabilize their morale."

"We will launch a surprise attack when they set up camp inside the fortress, throwing them into chaos and disarray!"

....

Inside the fortress, the generals gathered, Utu pacing back and forth with panic flashing in his eyes, muttering: "What is that? What is that exactly? Who can tell me!!"

"Paba! You have always known Fang Zheng Yi well and are familiar with the movements of the Jing Kingdom! You tell me!"

Paba was sweating profusely, and wailed: "Your Majesty... I really don't know. This weapon is no different from witchcraft. I suggest we retreat outside the fortress for safety, this city gate probably can't withstand it!"

"You're talking nonsense!!" Utu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Paba's collar: "Immediately send someone back to Pan Tai City and bring Fang Zheng Yi to me. If you can't get anything out of him, kill him!!"

"But even if we find out, how can we fight?" Paba closed his eyes in pain, "How can we obtain such weapons?"

"Your Majesty, I think...."

Utu was annoyed and confused: "Speak quickly!"

Paba's eyes twitched constantly, and he gritted his teeth: "Why don't we... surrender! The defending general of Cheng Gao Guan left the fortress for no reason, and the Jing army fought a decisive battle with our army in the West Wind Plains. They already want to annihilate the main force of our Great Jin."

"If they use that kind of weapon to defend the city, we have no chance of entering the pass! Please think twice, Your Majesty!!"

"Bastard!!" Utu roared, suddenly pushing Paba to the ground, his neck thickened, blood vessels bulging, and looked at Paba with murderous eyes: "I asked you to solve the problem, and you want me to surrender? Do you want my life's work to be destroyed like this, and be a dog for others for the rest of my life?!"

"I don't mean that..."

"Don't mean that? Get out of here, take people and get out now, personally escort Fang Zheng Yi to me, kill all the remaining members of the mission, leave no one alive!"