Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 507 - 439 Winged Fire Serpent+ - 440 Times Create Heroes_3

Chapter 507: Chapter 439 Winged Fire Serpent+Chapter 440 Times Create Heroes_3

Blood-colored ripples surged forward in a fan-shaped shockwave, submerging the blood bone residues of Qiu Huaijie and shattering the ten-plus cavalrymen charging from behind.

It must be said, these elite Imperial Army’s Iron Cavalry were truly formidable, each one brave and valiant.

However, under Zhou Ping’an’s Gang Qi and tremendous strength, the cultivation of those in the Blood Exchange Realm was as fragile as pieces of paper.

The Sword Qi whistled past, with no one able to withstand a single strike.

Watching these elite soldiers of the Imperial Army fall like pigs and dogs beneath his sword, a faint trace of reluctance passed through Zhou Ping’an’s heart.

However, that bit of untimely tenderness was quickly dissipated by the bloody winds, vanishing without a trace.

It has been said since ancient times, "Mercy cannot helm an army."

Whether dealing with hostile forces or one’s own subordinates, once one steps onto this bloody grindstone of a battlefield, one can only treat it like a game.

Today’s slaughter is to ensure no one will wield their butchering blades in the future.

Some things must be done, and someone must do them.

Although this was what he thought, this time he did not unleash any big moves; instead, relying on his exquisitely complete sword technique, he casually carved a bloody path, leading the cavalrymen behind him to intersperse, counterattack, encircle, and exterminate.

As it turned out, even the Imperial Army’s soldiers did not possess any more blood and vigor than others.

With over a thousand out of three thousand cavalrymen dead or injured, the remainder had their spirits shattered and scurried about like headless flies, even daring not to wield their swords in resistance again.

As the command was issued, the remaining cavalrymen dismounted and knelt down to plead for surrender.

By then, the overall situation had been decided.

Green Lady, leading five thousand soldiers, followed closely behind, methodically accepting the surrender of soldiers, organizing the spoils, weapons, provisions...

Yu Changlie stood quietly to the side, not even vying for the surrendered soldiers and horses, feeling a slight sense of loss.

This was inevitable.

For Qiu Huaijie was no Nameless man; within the Imperial Guards, he held considerable prestige and was titled as a Fifth Rank Eagle General.

When meeting with the County City Governor, he did not have to refer to himself as a subordinate but interacted on equal footing.

Not to mention, this time as the vanguard commander of the rebellion-suppressing forces, he was filled with expectations and ambitions of sweeping across all directions.

Such a figure, under Zhou Ping’an’s sword, was like a clay chicken or pottery dog, hacked into pieces with a single slice.

His contingent of three thousand Imperial Guards was shattered upon the very first charge.

Thinking of Qiu Huaijie, then of himself, no matter how much he believed in his abilities and thought that he would surely make significant achievements in the future, he couldn’t help but feel disheartened at the moment...

’If I were to face my lord, what would happen?’

What else could happen?

It would be nothing more than being smashed to pieces, both man and horse, under a single slice of the sword.

It was indeed a saddening realization.

...

Xiao Chengfeng was originally brimming with joy as he led people out of the city to gather the spoils.

His beard trembled with laughter.

The gains from this battle were simply too great.

Especially the warhorses.

Because Zhou Ping’an cherished the horses, he was particularly careful when striking, instructing his subordinates not to harm the horses.

Thus, after the battle, they retained more than two thousand seven hundred fine warhorses.

Although the number of these horses was only comparable to the original count in Pinghu City, the quality was far superior to the original Pinghu warhorses.

Each was robust and fierce-looking.

With these as a foundation, another elite Iron Cavalry would emerge within the Ping’an Army, finally overcoming the problem of insufficient cavalry forces in the Three Counties of Liyou.

Speaking of which, although there were many soldiers in Liyou’s Three Counties, they were particularly inconvenient to mobilize. With the cities separated by over a hundred miles, it would take ordinary soldiers two to three days of hasty travel just to reach their destination.

In the event of an urgent battle, it wasn’t about providing support; by the time the army arrived, the city might have already been emptied.

One couldn’t expect Zhou Ping’an, the lord himself, to rush back and forth, putting out fires everywhere.

What kind of situation would that be?

Therefore, building a formidable cavalry force was essential.

As he was selecting horses, he saw that his second brother, Yu Changlie, looked somewhat off. Shaking his head, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"Why are you comparing yourself to him?"

His relationship with Yu Changlie was one of life and death, extremely close, with a deep understanding of each other.

He could tell at a glance what his second brother was thinking about.

He advised, "Don’t compare with anyone, let alone with Master Ming...

You think there are many such heroes in this world?

What you need to do is simply to improve your martial arts, expand the territory for our lord, and establish meritorious service..."

Xiao Chengfeng had experienced glory in his youth, downfall in his prime, and silence in his middle age.

He had long since grown indifferent to many things.

He had seen through the uncertainties of life...

He knew that life’s fortunes and misfortunes were nothing but fate and luck.

One may have aspirations reaching to the heavens, but without luck, they cannot be fulfilled on their own.

At present, it seemed his luck had turned, having met the right person, done the right things, so what else was there to ponder?

Just put your head down and work.

"That’s right, my brother has a broad view."

Yu Changlie was just temporarily caught in a bout of self-doubt, truly feeling the helpless adage, "Comparisons to others can kill."

The higher one’s pride, the heavier the blow felt.

This was a genuine recognition of someone’s superiority, hence the dispiritedness.

But, as long as one acknowledges that there are indeed those in this world who are more outstanding and more powerful than oneself, naturally all obstacles will fade away, with nothing left to fret over.

The question now wasn’t about how far behind one’s lord he was.

Rather, it was how to stand out within the Ping’an Army ranks and achieve great accomplishments.