Chapter 119: My fighting spirit is still there, I can’t stand it
"Golden swords and iron horses, fierce as a tiger!"

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking up and whistling softly.

The aura of war suddenly rose between heaven and earth, and rumbling thunder exploded in the void, as if endless iron cavalry were descending from the sky.

"Confucian saint?"

With a cry of surprise, the galloping momentum of thousands of cavalry came to an abrupt halt.

The leader looked at the old man standing with his hands behind his back on the top of the city wall in disbelief.

His figure was still as thin as before, but now he had a heroic spirit that could destroy the world.

"Confucian, Confucian saint, you, you are Mr. Jiaxuan!"

The sturdy fat man in the lead spoke in shock and anger.

"Haha, I didn't expect that someone could recognize me despite my humble reputation."

The old man smiled with his hands behind his back, and his figure instantly disappeared from the city. When he looked again, he had appeared on the other side of the city wall.

Still in the same posture as before.

On one side were the murderous elite cavalry of the Northern Mang, and on the other side was just a skinny old man in Confucian robes.

But judging from the momentum alone, the old man's lofty ambition that disregarded everything actually overwhelmed the opponent.

"I am Xin Youan, but I am not worthy of the title of Confucian Sage. In my life, I have not accomplished anything, nor have I made a single statement. My moral conduct is also very insignificant. I have not attained the three virtues, so how can I be called a Sage?"

"You are Dong Zhuo of Beimang, right? I didn't expect that the great king of Beimang's Southern Court would personally lead his army to launch a surprise attack. It seems that you, Beimang, have made up your mind to put Gao Changsheng to death."

Dong Zhuo held the weapon tightly in his hand and looked at Xin Qiji opposite him with fear.

Of course he knew that the other person's words were just modesty.

The three immortalities of Confucianism are well known to everyone and are the lifelong pursuit of all Confucianists and Taoists.

The name of Mr. Xin Qiji Jiaxuan was well-known even in Beimang, so you can imagine what kind of person he was.

Among the three immortals, there is no need to say much about establishing virtue. As for establishing meritorious service, the other party also led troops on the battlefield in the past. Strictly speaking, only the establishment of words is slightly inferior.

Even so, Xin Qiji may not be considered a true Confucian and Taoist saint who possesses the three immortalities, but he is definitely worthy of the title of a Confucian saint.

"Mr. Jiaxuan would come here? It's really surprising." Dong Zhuo said with narrowed eyes.

He was just leading his army passing by the city of Song Dynasty, but he did not expect that a Confucian saint like Xin Qiji would emerge.

This inevitably made him think too much. Could it be that the Song Dynasty also wanted to join in?

"Hahaha, your arrival is quite unfortunate. I have only been banished to Qinzhou for three days. You really happened to meet me."

Hearing this, Dong Zhuo suddenly felt the urge to curse.

If what Xin Qiji said was true, it was only three days, so it was just pure bad luck for him.

Of course, Dong Zhuo also cursed the Emperor of Song and the imperial court in his heart.

They are probably the only ones in the world who would demote a Confucian saint who is both talented in literature and martial arts to a remote corner.

Looking at Xin Qiji standing with his hands behind his back, he showed no intention of giving way at all.

Dong Zhuo also frowned, and after a long while he slowly spoke:
"Mr. Jiaxuan's name is something I, Dong, have long admired."

“Although it was just a roar, I, Dong, have witnessed the aura of the Confucian sage.”

"but……"

Dong Zhuo changed his tone, and a murderous look began to spread on his face:
"Mr. Jiaxuan, do you really dare to attack me?"

"As the King of the Southern Court of Beimang, commanding nearly half of Beimang's troops, I am not arrogant to say that anyone who dares to attack me blatantly is going against Beimang's million-strong army."

"Now Temujin has headed south, his target may be Xiangyang. Your Song Dynasty can hardly protect itself, how dare you provoke my Northern Mang again?"

"Even if Mr. Jiaxuan is so ambitious and fearless, I'm afraid the emperor of your Song Dynasty won't agree, right?"

Dong Zhuo sneered repeatedly and raised his right hand. The cavalry behind him instantly prepared to charge.

Xin Qiji frowned, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, both for himself and for the country behind him.

But his aura did not diminish at all, and he firmly blocked the evil spirit of the opposing army.

"Xin Qiji, do you really dare?"

"Hahaha!" Xin Qiji looked up and smiled sadly.

"General Dong is worthy of being the King of the Southern Courtyard. He sees things clearly."

"Yes, our Song Dynasty is in danger now, and we really can't afford to offend the Northern Mang."

"Besides, I am an old man who has been exiled for my crimes. Without the order of Your Majesty, I dare not mobilize troops and start a war."

Hearing this, Dong Zhuo's expression on the opposite side also calmed down.

But at this moment, Xin Qiji's tone changed and his voice became more aggressive.

"However, although I have studied Confucianism all my life, I have always admired the way of the military. In my time, I have led troops, killed people, and charged into battle."

“Although I am old now, I still have the fighting spirit.”

"It would be fine if you just passed by, but now you want to march right under my nose. Haha, it's impossible."

Anger flashed across Dong Zhuo's face, but he did not show any fear.

"So, you want to fight? Have you thought about the consequences of doing so?"

As he spoke, murderous aura began to spread around him.

"That's wrong. I never said I wanted to fight." Xin Qiji smiled lightly.

Dong Zhuo was obviously confused after hearing this. For a moment he had no idea what Mr. Jiaxuan was up to.

Xin Qiji still had a calm expression and a smile on his face.

The sound is not loud, but it is sonorous and powerful.

"General Dong, you misunderstood. I did say I wanted to start a war."

"I am an old man who has been exiled to this place. I feel depressed. I just want to go out of the city and enjoy the scenery."

"I just didn't expect to suddenly encounter the Northern Wilderness Cavalry."

"But I am old and frail, and my legs are weak, so I really can't avoid the attack."

"People in Beimang have never cared about the life of a person like me. If General Dong wants to, just charge ahead."

"you……"

Dong Zhuo's fat face was instantly turned purple.

Now, he finally understood that the words of literati can really turn black into white and death into black.

Xin Qiji's meaning was very simple. He was just out for a walk and definitely did not come to stop Beimang. In this case, it would not be considered as starting a war lightly.

As for what comes after that, it’s even more nonsense.

If it was an ordinary old man, he certainly wouldn't care. In his eyes, the person being stepped on by horse hooves was not even an ant.

But now the person opposite is a Confucian saint.

If he brought all the Dong family troops with him on this trip, with hundreds of thousands of troops at his side, he certainly wouldn't care, no matter if it was a Confucian sage or something else, the worst that could happen was that he could just push them away.

But now, there are only a few thousand cavalrymen behind him. It would be extremely difficult for these troops to face a powerful Confucian sage head-on.

Even if Xin Qiji on the opposite side was really old and weak, they could slowly wear him down to death, but how many soldiers would have to be sacrificed.

He led the troops out this time not for fun, but for a mission. If too many troops are lost, it will undoubtedly affect subsequent events.

The most important point is that there is not only one Xin Qiji in front of us.

Apparently there were Song Dynasty troops stationed in the nearby city.

If they take the initiative to attack, the Song Dynasty might not dare to do so out of fear.

But if he attacked Xin Qiji, it would undoubtedly give the enemy soldiers an excuse to rescue Xin Qiji.

A Confucian sage with bare hands, and a Confucian sage who has the ability to command troops and has soldiers around him.

How could Dong Zhuo not know the difference?

There is no doubt that Dong Zhuo was choked to death by Xin Qiji's almost cheating method, but for a while he had no other choice.

"Mr. Jiaxuan, this trip is not to make enemies with the Song Dynasty, and it will not have any impact on you."

"Sir, why do you have to be so aggressive?" Dong Zhuo's voice became lower. It was obvious that he knew that the hard approach would not work and was prepared to try a soft approach.

"It's very simple, but I just don't like it."

Xin Qiji waved his hands without changing his expression.

"General Dong, there is no need to waste your words. I have experienced ups and downs in my life and have seen everything. My heart is as hard as stone."

"Words of persuasion are useless to me."

"General Dong now has only two choices. Either you attack with all your strength, or I will fight with you with my remaining body."

"Either..."

Xin Qiji pointed to the rear and hummed, "Retreat or take a detour."

"As long as you are out of my sight, you can go wherever you want. I will not care."

Dong Zhuo's expression kept changing, and his eyes were extremely gloomy.

"Okay, I will remember Mr. Jiaxuan's gift today. We have a long way to go, and I hope we can meet again someday." Dong Zhuo looked at Xin Qiji gloomily.

Then he shouted loudly: "Change direction and take a detour!"

"Kill, kill, kill."

Just when Xin Qiji was outside the city of Qinzhou, pushing back Dong Zhuo's troops.

In the area where Jindong Baichuan City is located, the endless shouting and killing sounds have pierced the entire sky.

The three armies marched in all directions and had already surrounded Shirakawa Castle.

There was no preparation afterwards, and the crazy siege broke out instantly.

There was no trial and error, nor was there any gradual progress. The entire force of the army was mobilized as soon as it arrived.

Like a tide, the soldiers rushed madly towards the city wall.

Four directions, four torrents, rushed towards the four city walls at the same time.

Seen from above, the originally solid and towering Shirakawa Castle now seemed to have instantly turned into a small boat in the boundless ocean.

Even people who don't understand military affairs can see the current situation.

"boom!"

The moment when the siege torrent hit the city wall.

A shining pattern suddenly rose in Baichuan City, covering the entire city.

Qin Shubao and Luo Cheng's bodies shook almost at the same time, blood and energy gushed out, and they were thrown into the formation pattern above.

The Zuowuwei defense formation was fully deployed at this moment.

But almost at the same time, Zhong Liang in the north and Murong Baoding in the west both snorted coldly.

The two large formations were deployed at the same time and pressed towards the city.

On the other side, the same scene occurred in the Liyang Army in the south.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the Li Yang commander standing under the Jiaodong banner is not looking at the battlefield.

Instead, another person beside him was commanding the army.

At first glance, the middle-aged man under the big banner seemed like an outsider.

At this time in Baichuan City, as the three-party formation was pressing down, the leaders Luo Cheng and Qin Shubao also let out a muffled groan in an instant.

The Zuo Wuwei formation, which was carved successively by Gao Jiong and Gao Changsheng, was of course extremely exquisite.

But at this time, they were trapped in the city and could only rely on defense, and the formation itself was subject to certain restrictions.

Besides, Qin Shubao and Luo Cheng were still young after all, and they had not been in the Zuowu Guard for long.

It is impossible to fully resonate with the formation at this time.

So the moment the enemy's army deployed, the two of them felt tremendous pressure.

The great formation shook continuously, causing abnormal behavior among the soldiers in the city.

"No, the pressure is too great. Don't cover the whole city, just cover the four walls." Qin Shubao's face changed and he shouted immediately.

Hearing this, Luo Cheng reacted instantly.

The large formation in the sky began to shrink instantly, and large areas began to dissipate.

Only the four city walls and a few areas were still flashing with light.

Doing so is clearly an act of weakness, but Luo Cheng and Qin Shubao had no other choice.

If we continue to hold on as stubbornly as before, the final result will most likely be the collapse of the formation.

"Fortunately, although there are three armies on the opposite side, we are still missing a person to lead the formation. Otherwise, we would be in even greater trouble." Luo Cheng said in a low voice.

The three surrounding armies and three large formations were deployed by the three main generals respectively, but they were not directly integrated.

The reason is very simple. When the great formation is integrated, one of them must be the leader. Murong Baoding and Zhong Liang are both important figures in the Beimang Army.

Although the two sides had no grudges against each other, it was impossible for them to bow down and admit defeat to each other, not to mention that there was an army from Liyang.

This undoubtedly gave Luo Cheng and the other man a great chance to catch their breath.

Of course they didn't know that the originally appointed commander, who was also the main force, was still on his way on horseback because he was blocked by Xin Qiji.

Barely blocked the pressure from above.

And the next thing to do is undoubtedly to deal with the siege soldiers that are coming in like a tide.

Obviously, there is no shortcut to this.

Even if there was, Luo Cheng and Qin Shubao didn't dare to act recklessly at this time.

The best way is to fight back against the enemy.

"kill!"

Fierce shouts and cries of killing rose from all directions, and endless blood began to rise.

Faced with the seemingly endless number of besieging soldiers, anyone would probably feel a little desperate.

However, whether it was Luo Cheng, Qin Shubao, or Lieutenant General Li who had already joined the fight in the distance, although their faces were heavy, they were not in despair.

There is only one reason for everything.

Gao Changsheng.

When they learned from Lieutenant General Li that Gao Changsheng had left Baichuan City, their faces changed drastically.

The other party's departure is not just as simple as losing one person in the army.

That is the soul of the entire army and also the backbone of several people.

Gao Changsheng is in the city, even if he doesn't show up, just sitting in his mansion, they will have peace of mind.

But the opponent was not there, and facing this kind of battle situation, even Luo Cheng, who had always been unruly and fearless, could not avoid feeling a little flustered.

Of course, they know a little bit.

Gao Changsheng would not have left earlier or later, but just left at this time.

There is undoubtedly only one reason, the other party must have some arrangements.

They were all generals and had a clear understanding of the general situation.

Given the current situation, they couldn't see any chance of a turnaround.

If Gao Changsheng were here, perhaps he would have a chance to lead them out of the encirclement with his ability in formation.

But the other party left the city at this time, and did not take anyone with him, except Li Yuanba and the Eighteen Riders who had always followed him.

With only a few of them, and having left the army, he was unable to lead the troops personally.

In this situation, they really couldn't see any chance at all.

If it were someone else, they would have probably given up hope long ago.

But that was Gao Changsheng, the Gao Changsheng who turned the tide of the battle in Liaodong battlefield with his own strength.

They all believed that the other party would not have acted without a purpose, and that since there was action, there must be a reason.

It is also because of the admiration and trust in Gao Changsheng.

No matter how fierce or difficult the battle was, none of them showed the slightest intention of giving up.

"Boom, boom."

The roar of brutal fighting and the collision of huge formations continued to spread in all directions along the sky above the plain.

That's the time.

Somewhere, a figure was looking in this direction with a raised smile.

Behind him followed closely eighteen black-armored cavalrymen and a young man holding two hammers.

"The battle has begun. Luo Chengshubao is under a lot of pressure."

Gao Changsheng chuckled: "But after this ordeal, the two of them will surely transform quickly."

After the laughter ended, Gao Changsheng glanced around and could vaguely see the rising aura of war in several places.
"They've started fighting, very good." His eyes narrowed and a murderous aura flashed across them.

"In that case, it's time to take action."

He whispered to himself, and as his voice fell, muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, as if echoing his words.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of dull sounds began to explode for no reason.

At this time, the people who were watching or fighting in various places did not know that Gao Changsheng, who they thought was doomed to die, had already left Baichuan City unknowingly.

And he was already preparing to unwind the huge net he had laid.

Baichuan, Jindong and even the entire Kyushu war situation seemed to have reached a turning point at this moment.

Of course, no one knew all this at this time.

In Shirakawa Castle, the fierce battle continued. Soldiers from both sides kept falling, but they would soon be replaced by new soldiers.

Both the attackers and the defenders showed an extremely resolute and unyielding spirit.

And the other side.

Song Que, who had led his troops into Beimang before Gao Changsheng, had also encountered difficulties at this time.

Both Beimang and Liyang focused on Baichuan City where Gao Changsheng was.

I didn't pay too much attention to Song Que.

This also resulted in Song Que having an almost unimpeded journey, and he soon approached the outskirts of Orange State.

But at this time, news reached the army that the two countries had joined forces and three armies were besieging Shirakawa Castle.

There is no doubt that the entire army was struck by lightning.

The army, which was originally advancing, stopped in an instant, like a blindfolded person, and for a moment they had no idea which direction to go.

"Brother, quickly give the order to withdraw the troops."

"The current situation, the fate of Gao Changsheng and his troops is determined."

"Once Gao Changsheng is destroyed, Lingnan will be in danger."

"We must withdraw to Lingnan and return to our family as soon as possible, otherwise the Northern Mang soldiers will enter Lingnan and the foundation of our Song family will be destroyed." Song Lu shouted repeatedly.

But Song Que beside him was like an old monk in meditation, not uttering a word.

(End of this chapter)