Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 480 - 452: Brother, I Want a Male Like This!

Chapter 480: Chapter 452: Brother, I Want a Male Like This!

Zhang San galloped into the fray, and because it was hard to see clearly under the cover of night, the Tujue thought he was one of their own.

As Zhang San charged forward, he had already begun to deploy Wood Series Techniques, and in an instant—

countless green grasses grew wildly, entangling the hooves of the surrounding horses.

With their hooves entangled, although the Tujue had surrounded Ying Zhao Prince, being unable to advance, they could only gesture towards Ying Zhao Prince on the spot and then tried to attack him with the weapons in their hands.

At this moment, Zhang San, like a descending deity, held the Mo Blade aloft, shouting the Language of All Things.

"I. Friend!"

The next moment, Hei burst forth with its maximum speed, and with a sweep of the Mo Blade in Zhang San’s hand, four Tujue heads flew into the air.

Then, Zhang San deployed Blade Intent and Refining Qi into Gang, slashing out a Blade Qi that was three to four zhang long.

In an instant, more than a dozen Tujue men near Ying Zhao Prince fell dead on the spot.

At this time, even though the Ying Zhao couldn’t clearly distinguish the faces of Zhang San and the Tujue, they could tell that this member of the human race had come to help them.

With a single bounce, Hei conveyed understanding, and Zhang San leapt from its back, soaring towards several Tujue on the other side of Ying Zhao Prince.

Meanwhile, Hei charged in the direction of Female Ying Zhao, with the moisture in the surrounding air condensing, ultimately forming numerous streams that coalesced into a wave.

Hei treaded on the waves, kicking furiously at the Tujue from a height of four to five chi above the ground.

In a moment, the Tujue around Female Ying Zhao were kicked to the ground by Hei.

Hei treaded on the waves, suddenly turned its head back, wanting to leave an impressive image for the appreciative Female Ying Zhao, only to turn and see that she had already charged towards Ying Zhao Prince’s direction.

As Zhang San cut his way through, the Tujue’s encirclement and surprise attack plan was thwarted.

Mid-charge, the Tujue, who had been blocked, were swiftly counterattacked by Zhang San and the surrounding Ying Zhao.

At the same time, Zhang San shouted to the surrounding Ying Zhao, "Fire. Arrows. Distant. Tents."

The Ying Zhao around instantly understood what Zhang San’s Language of All Things meant, each grabbing some grass from the ground, wrapping it around their arrows, blowing a breath of fire to ignite them, and then shooting towards the distant Tujue tents.

Although the tents were a good three hundred paces from the battlefield, many Ying Zhao lobbed their arrows skyward, and they actually managed to hit the tents of the Tujue.

Zhang San immediately deployed Wind Series Techniques, stirring sand and stone to obscure the vision of the Tujue in the distance.

At this time, as there were still many Tujue who had come to ambush surrounding the Ying Zhao clan, those in the distance couldn’t come to help due to Zhang San’s Techniques.

Zhang San led everyone to quickly deal with these Tujue.

By the time Zhang San’s Techniques ended, the original five hundred Tujue cavalry who were alive had been chopped up beyond recognition.

"Prince?"

Zhang San called out to Ying Zhao Prince.

Although Ying Zhao Prince didn’t understand why this member of the human race was helping them, knowing humans typically fought amongst themselves, and seeing the man dressed differently from other Tujue and speaking the Language of All Things, the prince felt he could be trusted.

Especially since the man had just charged over to save his life.

"I understand the language of the human race, how may I address Your Excellency?"

"I am Zhang San. What’s your name, Prince?"

"Ying Jun."

"What a good name!"

"Your name is not bad either!"

As Zhang San chatted with Ying Jun, he glanced towards the Tujue tents that were now on fire and said, "In this battle, you and I will work together, capturing Tujue people and all their cattle, sheep, and horses. We’ll split the spoils half and half, what do you say?"

The prince couldn’t help but be surprised and asked, "Don’t we have to run?"

Zhang San smiled.

"Run? Let’s just do it! Listen to your Brother San, there’s no mistake!"

"Alright! Brother San!"

After Ying Jun Prince spoke, he himself seemed a bit puzzled. Aren’t you called Zhang San? How did it become Brother San? Humans sure are complicated!

Zhang San took out the Red Dragon Hammer from the Gluttonous Bag and smashed it hard against the ground.

With a boom, a wall of fire, over ten feet high, rose from the ground.

The wall of fire spread toward the direction of the Tujue tents.

Seeing the fierce blaze approaching, Tujue experts acted swiftly, pounding the ground, trying to stop the flames.

At this moment, the six Cultivators of the Spiritual Platform Realm who had been hiding among the crowd on the Tujue side all took action.

Zhang San knew there had to be strong masters in such a large tribe with so many warriors.

Now that he had drawn them out, it was time to pull in the net. He wouldn’t play with them one by one, would he?

Zhang San channeled his Qi, deploying Wind Series Techniques, and in a blink, he created a massive tornado.

As the tornado appeared, it swiftly picked up the flames from the ground, turning into a fire tornado.

The fire tornado moved towards the Tujue camp.

Along the way, all attempts to stop the fire tornado failed.

Among the six Cultivators of the Spiritual Platform Realm, some even deployed their Spirit Platform Illusions to try to destroy the fire tornado.

Unfortunately, the water around had already been controlled by Hei, continuously being drawn away to the distance, which meant the six Spiritual Platform Realm Cultivators on the Tujue side tried everything but couldn’t stop the advance of the fire tornado.