Chapter 372 The Slippery Old Eunuch

Yang Zhengshan stood on the parapet, pointing his spear at Prince Qing.

"General Yang Zhengshan greets King Qing!"

Prince Qing stared at him with sharp eyes and said, "General Yang has great strategies and skills!"

"Thank you, King Qing, for the compliment!"

Yang Zhengshan raised his lips slightly and said, "I may have to inconvenience Prince Qing next!"

"You want to defeat me? Haha, that also depends on whether you have the strength to do so!" King Qing sneered.

Yang Zhengshan glanced around and saw that many soldiers of the Royal Guard Battalion had already climbed onto the city wall. With the strength of the soldiers of the Royal Guard Battalion, even the elite troops around Prince Qing and Ji Feiyu would find it difficult to resist them.

Without any extra words, Yang Zhengshan leaped forward and thrust his spear straight ahead.

"Your Highness, you go first!" Ji Feiyu stood in front of Prince Qing, and the trident collided with Yang Zhengshan's spear.

However, he still underestimated Yang Zhengshan's cultivation. Just now, when he blocked the pistol shot by Yang Zhengshan, he felt that Yang Zhengshan's strength was above his, but he still underestimated Yang Zhengshan's strength.

Yang Zhengshan's strength is not above his, but far beyond his.

The heavy black iron spear was swung and pressed on the trident. With a clang, Ji Feiyu actually lost his grip on the trident and it dropped from his hand.

Ji Feiyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could react, Yang Zhengshan had already hit him in the chest with a stick.

With a bang, a terrifying force struck, and Ji Feiyu only felt a pain in his chest, followed by a fishy and sweet taste rushing out of his throat and spurting out of his mouth.

Ji Feiyu's cultivation was not weak, he had the ninth level of acquired cultivation. Although he had just broken through to the ninth level, he was considered to have the highest cultivation among all the generals of Chongshan Town.

Both the previous general Liang Chu and the previous general Zhang Shouwang, had only cultivated to the eighth level of the acquired realm.

More importantly, he is only in his forties and his body is not yet exhausted. He is at the peak of his health.

In comparison, Yang Zhengshan is already fifty years old. Logically, Yang Zhengshan's body has begun to age, but in fact, Yang Zhengshan's body is still full of vitality and there is no sign of aging at all.

In addition, Yang Zhengshan is already half a step away from being innate, so the gap between them is like the difference between heaven and earth.

With just one strike, Ji Feiyu fell to the ground seriously injured.

"Take the prince away!"

Seeing that Ji Feiyu was no match for Yang Zhengshan, Zhang Yu immediately urged the guards around him to take Prince Qing away. At the same time, he jumped up and met Yang Zhengshan.

A long and narrow soft sword popped out from his sleeve, and the sharp sword edge wrapped around the black iron spear in an extremely strange way and stabbed towards Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly retreated, distanced himself from him, and stood on the parapet.

Zhang Yu did not pursue him, but stood there with the soft sword in his hand, looking at Yang Zhengshan vigilantly.

And Yang Zhengshan also stared at him.

An old eunuch actually has the cultivation level of half a step to the innate realm!
This was somewhat beyond his expectations.

He knew Zhang Yu. The Secret Guard had provided him with files about Zhang Yu. The files did state that Zhang Yu had an impressive level of cultivation, but there was no accurate record of how high his level was.

This is normal. Zhang Yu has always been with Prince Qing. People like him rarely have the opportunity to take action, so it is difficult for outsiders to know his specific cultivation and strength.

Half a step to innateness!

He is also a half-step innate master who is good at using the soft sword, a strange weapon.

Yang Zhengshan felt a little tricky!
The soft sword is not a conventional weapon, it should be considered a strange weapon, and such a strange weapon is very troublesome because its moves are not only varied but also difficult to guess.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Facing an opponent whose moves are unpredictable, it is naturally much more difficult to win.

"I didn't expect that King Qing has a master like you by his side!"

Yang Zhengshan said in a deep voice.

"We never thought that General Yang actually has the cultivation level of half a step to the innate realm!" Zhang Yu's wrinkled face was filled with solemnity.

Yang Zhengshan just thought he was difficult to deal with, but he knew that he was no match for Yang Zhengshan at all.

The reason is simple, he is already over sixty years old, his body functions have long begun to decline, and his strength is compromised.

An acquired warrior cannot stop the aging of his body, and the same is true for even those who are half a step away from innateness. Of course, because of different personal constitutions and physical conditions, the aging of the body will also be different.

For example, a warrior whose body is tortured by hidden injuries may age prematurely, and his strength may begin to decline before he is forty years old.

However, if a person has no hidden injuries, or has never been seriously injured in his life, his strength may begin to decline after he is fifty years old.

Once one's cultivation reaches the half-step innate level, the time of physical decline will be delayed, but the delay will not be long, generally only about ten years.

So although Zhang Yu's strength began to decline, the degree of decline was not very large. Of course, he could not compare with Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan not only has a half-step innate cultivation, but his body has been nourished by the spiritual spring water for a long time, and his body functions still maintain the vitality of youth. Therefore, Yang Zhengshan's strength has not declined, but because of the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, his strength is even stronger.

The only way to stop physical aging is to enter the innate realm.

In the innate state, the true Qi returns to its root in the body and exists continuously, keeping the body neither cold nor hot. It circulates naturally, transforming the body and giving it new vitality.

Therefore, the lifespan of innate warriors is much longer than that of ordinary people, and the long-lived ones can even live to be three hundred years old.

At the same time, the strength of an innate warrior comes from the accumulation and characteristics of innate true qi, which results in a situation where the older a warrior gets, the stronger he becomes.

It doesn't mean that older innate warriors are necessarily stronger than younger innate warriors, but that the strength of a innate warrior will increase with age, or more accurately, strength will increase with the accumulation of time.

However, at the moment, Yang Zhengshan and Zhang Yu are not innate warriors, they are only half a step away from the innate level. They are a distance away from the innate level that seems very close but is actually very far away.

As the two men faced off, the battle around them became more and more brutal.

As the Royal Guard Battalion climbed onto the city wall, the battle entered its most intense phase.

At the foot of the city, Song Dashan finally broke open the city gate, but they only entered the inner city. They still had to break open the second city gate before they could enter the city.

"Brothers, follow me!" Song Dashan rushed into the city wall regardless of anything. There were still enemies inside the city wall, and the two sides started a fight inside the city wall.

Inside the city, Yang Mingzhi and Yang Mingzhen have already joined together. They are attacking the city gate, hoping to open it, but they are facing many enemies.

Although many soldiers in the city had defected at this time, the troops under Ji Feiyu's command originally exceeded those under Yang Zhengshan's command. In addition, most of the soldiers were still climbing the city walls at this time. In fact, the number of enemy troops in the city far exceeded the number of soldiers who defected.

However, at this time, the gate on the middle wall of Chongshan Pass had been opened, and Lu Chongde was leading thousands of defected soldiers out of the north city, planning to attack the south gate.

The sounds of shouting and killing filled the entire Chongshan Pass, and fierce fighting was everywhere on the streets and city walls.

Listening to the noisy shouts and watching Prince Qing's figure disappear on the city wall, Yang Zhengshan brandished his spear and rushed towards Zhang Yu again.

Every inch is longer and every inch is stronger!

Yang Zhengshan brandished his spear and forced Zhang Yu to retreat again and again. No matter how many changes his soft sword made, there was no room for actual combat.

It is just a pipe dream to use a soft sword to block Yang Zhengshan's spear.

However, Zhang Yu was really tough to deal with. Yang Zhengshan fought with him for more than thirty rounds, but he managed to dodge every time.

Zhang Yu's martial arts are more like those of a martial artist in the Jianghu. He is good at light body techniques and body skills. His moves are strange and changeable, suitable for single combat. Although Yang Zhengshan has made up for his shortcomings in light body techniques and body skills, compared with Zhang Yu, his light body techniques and body skills are undoubtedly much worse.

This led to the current situation, where Yang Zhengshan chased Zhang Yu and beat him. Zhang Yu could only dodge but was unable to fight back, but it was difficult for him to take down Zhang Yu in a short period of time.

The two figures moved from the bottom of the city gate tower to the top of the city gate tower, and then from the top of the city gate tower into the city.

Zhang Yu fled around like a stray dog, but Yang Zhengshan just couldn't catch him, which made Yang Zhengshan a little anxious.

This old eunuch is so slippery that it's really annoying.

In desperation, Yang Zhengshan threw out a handful of copper coins.

Dozens of copper coins flew around, but the old eunuch Zhang Yu still managed to dodge them.

The Thousand Machine Hands, who had always been able to achieve victory by surprise, was no longer effective in front of Zhang Yu.

"Damn it, this old eunuch is so hard to deal with!"

Yang Zhengshan really had no choice but to compete with Zhang Yu in endurance.

In fact, such a fight consumes a lot of physical strength, especially for Zhang Yu. His physical strength is not as good as Yang Zhengshan's, and dodging consumes more physical strength than attacking, so his consumption is far greater than Yang Zhengshan.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Zhang Yu was already exhausted!

While Yang Zhengshan was fighting with Zhang Yu, Yang Mingzhi and Yang Mingzhen also got into trouble. They met Hou Yao.

Hou Yao's cultivation level is similar to Liu Zeqing's, with the eighth level of acquired cultivation, while Yang Mingzhi and Yang Mingzhen both have the seventh level of acquired cultivation.

However, the two of them have been nourished by spiritual spring water for a long time. Although their physiques are not as exaggerated as Yang Zhengshan's, they are still far superior to those of the same level.

The two of them joined forces to fight Hou Yao and were evenly matched.

But in this way, they no longer had the strength to attack the city gate and could only engage in a bitter battle.

Outside the city gate, Uncle Song had already dealt with the enemy in front of him. They had pushed the battering ram over and started to hit the second city gate.

Inside the city, the thousands of defected soldiers gathered by Lu Chongde were also caught in a tough battle. The more soldiers he gathered, the more enemies he attracted.

The breakthrough point of this battle fell on Niu Zhuang and Tang Feihu.

While fierce fighting was taking place everywhere, Niuzhuang and Tang Feihu occupied large sections of the city wall on the east and west sides respectively, and were working hard to expand their victory. More and more soldiers climbed up the city wall, and more and more soldiers rushed into the city from the city wall.

As more and more soldiers rushed into the city, the balance of victory began to tilt towards Yang Zhengshan.

(End of this chapter)