Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 504 - 437 Long Street Assassination + - 438 Quick Battle Quick Decision_4

Chapter 504: Chapter 437 Long Street Assassination + Chapter 438 Quick Battle Quick Decision_4

The Qiu family brothers, serving as Vanguard Generals in the Imperial Court’s army to quell the rebellion, definitely possessed formidable strength.

The eldest, let alone his prowess, who could spar with those in the Master Realm and even slightly gain the upper hand, was not someone Yu Changlie could resist.

The second one was probably about the same as Yu Changlie.

If at the time of the battle at Guan Mountain Ridge, Yu Changlie’s troops had been somewhat more elite, they might not necessarily have been forced to retreat.

However, the soldiers under one’s command are part and parcel of the general’s strength, so there was nothing more to be said about that.

Zhou Ping’an, while listening to the reports, still had the peace of mind to spare a sliver of his attention to look outside the city.

He saw three thousand heavily armored Iron Cavalry, fully equipped and arranged in formidable Battle Formations, standing silently in square arrays. The leader at the front watched coldly, gathering energy and maintaining vigilance at all times.

Ahead of the three thousand Iron Cavalry were five thousand soldiers shouting their cadences, with one General giving an address in front.

"Zhou Ping’an, the little brat who occupies Pinghu and disrespects the Imperial Court, defying the King’s laws, is truly a heinous criminal.

The rabble inside the city are insignificant, hardly worth mentioning. When we attack the city, it should fall at the first drumbeat.

Whoever scales the walls first will be promoted three ranks and richly rewarded with gold and silver."

"First to the top!"

"First to the top!"

"Kill!"

Five thousand men shouted in unison, their spirit formidable and their fighting will fiery.

If it had been earlier, before Zhou Ping’an had returned to Pinghu, it might have caused some upheaval.

But at this moment, whether it was the soldiers or the civilians within the city, everyone was as quiet as chickens, saying not a word.

From this, it was evident that although Zhou Ping’an had not been in Pinghu for long, he had already won over the hearts of the people, compelling their trust.

This, Zhou Ping’an knew better than anyone else.

Because, previously while riding in the carriage, all along the way,

he discovered that within his mind, the Wish Power Threads gathered into a vast Chang River, flowing into him.

Just by passing through several miles of long streets, he had already gathered over a hundred thousand Power of Wishes.

"No wonder gods and Buddhas seek the faith of followers, accumulating incense offerings, always choosing times of peril. Without averting the calamities, it’s hard to gather incense offerings; human hearts are just like this."

"Those who wish to breach the city and ruin the beautiful life before them are enemies that the tens of thousands of people cannot tolerate under the same sky."

A thread of understanding rose in Zhou Ping’an’s heart.

A thought flashed through his mind, which he quickly discarded.

To purposely create calamities, then eliminate them, that was not his way. He would rise with a mighty army, walk the honorable and upright path, for that’s the strategy for long-term planning.

He hadn’t considered staging some twists and turns, concocting various perils.

But of what use would that be?

Under these circumstances, the sense of security felt deep within the hearts of a million citizens was more important than anything.

How could he make them feel an unparalleled sense of security, henceforth, so they’d loyally follow him? Of course, it would be by achieving victories while singing high praises all along the way.

He must foster an undefeated army and tread an invincible path.

That was all there was to it.

Under such philosophy, he absolutely could not avoid this battle, nor resort to schemes; he had to crush the opponent openly and honorably to establish his fame and assert his might.

Strike hard to prevent a hundred more strikes.

Otherwise, even those junior officers below would dare spout extravagant claims, not taking him seriously at all, which was truly laughable.

But, there was nothing surprising about that.

After all, this world was not like modern society, with videos and various advanced forms of communication.

Whether a person truly had skills or was genuinely formidable could be seen and heard at a glance, at a listen.

And here?

It’s all spread by word of mouth.

Some people may have a great reputation, but are in reality good for nothing.

Others may have glorious achievements but cannot really fight a war; it’s all just inflated by others.

In this era without telephones, it’s very difficult to pierce through the bluster.

Therefore, although he had some fame and was even exalted to god-like status, not everyone would believe it all.

Just like the two commanders below, judging by their demeanor, they probably regarded him as nothing more than a famous name without substance.

They’re filling with dirt and chopping trees, seems they’re intent on a frontal assault.

"Rally two thousand Cavalry, Changlie, Junsong, join me in breaking their formation. This battle must be won swiftly, we cannot delay."

"Yes, sir."

Yu Changlie and Wu Junsong responded loudly, brimming with murderous intent.

The military forces in Pinghu were indeed sufficient; it was just the lack of horses that made the Cavalry inadequate.

Zhou Ping’an was eyeing the opponent’s three thousand fine horses.

Strike quickly, directly collapse their forces, surround them, and compel the Cavalry to surrender.

Otherwise, if they scatter, it would not be easy to capture them later.

Too wasteful.

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