Peace Order-Chapter 1548 - 16: The Spirit of Prince Qin Soars Across the Sky

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Yue Pengwu held the Li Quan Divine Spear, intending to stand beside Li Guanyi. Dou Hao and Dan Xiong exchanged a glance, and Dan Xiong conveyed via secret technique, saying: "The art of war states that three armies can seize the general. This is an attempt to overshadow Prince Qin in this place."

"Once Prince Qin decides to retreat, the other side will immediately know there’s no one behind."

"The situation at that time may still change."

Dou Hao said: "We escorted Brother Yue here. Now that Brother Yue faces such circumstances, we cannot stand by idly; we must lend a hand."

Dan Xiong nodded, again looking ahead at the thousand troops, the banners moving, amidst them famed generals. Even if our martial skills are nothing short, even compared to the opponents’ generals, on the battlefield, the presence of a renowned general leading a mighty army forms a formidable military formation. Under the influence of this ominous force, even a grandmaster cannot capture its brilliance.

Ten thousand troops ahead, with heavy armor and iron spears, bolstered by the might of military soul.

Trapped within, even retreat would be difficult.

Dan Xiong fell silent for a moment, saying: "Brother, given the current situation, what can just the two of us do?"

Dou Hao remained silent, answering: "A man rises between heaven and earth; success or failure, life and death honor, ultimately it’s just us two walking side by side, lending a hand!"

Dan Xiong said: "Yes."

Thus, the two both spurred their horses forward, each wielding weapons, with Dharma Forms swirling upward. In this chaotic world, these once martial world knights also stepped into the great current. Though they are powerful from all corners, in their bones still runs the spirit of a knight.

Facing the thousand troops, there isn’t much that can be done.

Only at this moment, Li Guanyi calmly, clearly spoke, word by word:

"Naturally not."

Both sides were somewhat stunned, somewhat confused.

Li Guanyi raised his weapon, pointing at the thousand troops ahead, his wrist slightly moving, the battle blade of the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd trembling and issuing a deep and solemn whimper. Li Guanyi calmly spoke: "Why retreat? Does Ying Country not serve the Red Emperor?"

"It still needs to take the path through Ying Country. You all arrive just in time."

"Let you all open the way for me."

The thoughts of the Ying Country warriors solidified, and the knights in the martial world, like Niu Wei, froze, completely unable to believe the words they had heard. They also consider themselves heroes in the martial world, speaking boldly and freely. In their youth, they dared wield weapons to battle mountain bandits.

But this martial world’s valor and unrestrained indulgence had actually never been so magnificent.

Never had such overwhelming momentum.

Dou Hao’s expression solidified, and Dan Xiong’s pupils contracted.

Silence for a moment as everyone watched as Prince Qin indeed rode forward, the divine steed’s hooves unhurriedly paced across the battlefield, emitting a solemn sound. Unconsciously, everyone’s heartbeat was drawn in sync. Prince Qin sternly yet calmly, with the main general of the thousand troops having the heart to fight Prince Qin but ultimately extinguished under the pressure of the Third Divine General of the World, under this vast momentum moving forward like a mountain.

Dou Hao and others silently watched as the army, like thunder, stirred up ominous cloud-like forces to retreat before a single person.

Like waves splitting the ocean, the momentum is incredibly grand.

The spirit is vastly different from that earlier gentle and soft knightly nature, spreading majesticly to all sides; Niu Wei, Dou Hao, Guan Shier, Dan Xiong quietly watched as this scene, like black clouds clearing completely, unfolded. The composure and charisma at the level of the founder of the country, his sleeve fluttering like clouds, walked into the enemy army, and this army now had to disperse, in unspoken solemnity, the Prince Qin suddenly halted.

In front of this tide-like surging, a path opened before him like a gorge on the army, he turned and looked back.

Everything was like an ancient legend.

Niu Wei and others were speechless, looking at the flowing battle flags behind the king.

Truly an amazing feeling, in the prince’s youthful presence, the enemy almost seemed to become his followers, gathering around him. Then Prince Qin raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, like banners, like the heavy clouds draping down from the sky. He said: "Ahead is not far, there is naturally abundant fine wine, do you wish to journey together?"

"It’s fine, don’t worry."

Prince Qin softly said: "I will pave the way forward for you all."

Niu Wei and others felt a hitch in their hearts, then an indescribable sensation instantly exploded within them, this emotion almost made their bodies tremble slightly, as if their blood was boiling, not in the conventional sense, urging them to charge forward for the king, but rather the opposite.

Not you for the king and charging ahead to die.

The king charges ahead!

The king opens the road forward!

Even the unruly heroes of the martial world understand what this means.

The echoes of the Red Emperor’s legend from eight hundred years still resonate in the sky. The chaos and tumult of the past three hundred years remain an era of ambitions and ideals clashing, in the era where scholars die for their confidants.

Today’s honor sliced down like a sharp sword.

Their breath became somewhat heavy, having just met today, yet born a willingness, to fight fiercely for this person, Niu Wei grinned, saying: "By Prince Qin’s command!" Thus these unruly heroes moved forward, clustering behind Prince Qin, Dou Hao silently for a long time, his large hand clenched tightly for long, but still slowly released, this release carried a feeling of silent unspeakable emotion.