Chapter 883 The Name of "Nightmare"

"Brother Cunxiao, how are you?"

Zhang Hao laughed loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, and it seemed to shake the air around him. The brothers Liang Lin and Liang Fang behind him also dismounted from their horses, their faces filled with joy.

"Brother Zhang Hao, your body is getting stronger and stronger. I'm afraid you can even knock down the city wall!"

Seeing this, Li Cunxiao smiled, walked quickly forward, gave Zhang Hao a bear hug, patted his back and laughed.

"Brother Cunxiao, you are too kind. No matter how strong my body is, it cannot compare to the might of your Yu Wang Spear, which can shatter mountains and rivers with one swing!"

Zhang Hao grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

The two smiled at each other, their tacit understanding and friendship needed no words.

"Brother Zhang Hao, have you just returned? Why, are you happy that the mission of intercepting the reinforcements was successfully completed?"

Li Cunxiao took a step back, looked at the excited Zhang Hao, and laughed softly.

"Of course. My brothers have fought several tough battles with me. Now the reinforcements from Daqian tremble when they hear my name."

"However, compared to your achievements, Brother Cunxiao, my achievements are nothing."

Zhang Hao laughed, strode to Li Cunxiao and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Cunxiao, you are now the top general among the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans in Luzhou. When those Daqian generals mention you, which one of them is not terrified?"

"I heard that the reinforcements from all over Daqian Province are finding all kinds of excuses to avoid approaching Qianyuan City just by hearing your name."

At this time, Liang Fang and Liang Lin also dismounted and walked over. Liang Fang held a phoenix-wing gold-plated halberd in his hand. The originally heavy weapon seemed extremely light in his hand. He looked at Li Cunxiao and smiled.

"That's right, Brother Cunxiao. Your reputation is even louder than thunder."

"When my brother and I went out this time, the reinforcements thought we could fight them off, but when they found out that Li Cunxiao was still in the Yellow Turban camp, they turned around and ran away like deflated balls."

Liang Lin also echoed from the side.

"Don't make fun of me. On the battlefield, we need everyone to work together. How can I achieve anything by myself?"

"If we talk about strength, it has to be our General Meng who is in charge of the overall planning. That's why we can win every battle."

Li Cunxiao felt a little embarrassed by the praise from several people. He scratched his head and smiled.

"Brother Cunxiao is right. Commander Meng is truly amazing. He uses all of us just right."

"But then again, Brother Cunxiao, your recent record of intercepting and killing the reinforcements is indeed amazing. I heard that some people in Daqian have compared you to the neighboring country of the Daqian Dynasty, who was ranked first on the world's list and has always made the Daqian Dynasty nervous."

Hearing Li Cunxiao's humble words, Zhang Hao, who had already become a die-hard follower of Meng Zhang, nodded seriously with a look of agreement.

"Compared to the number one spot on the world's most powerful list? Then I won't be sleepy anymore."

"It's just that the former number one on the world's list is brave, but now he is old and probably no longer has the edge he once had at his peak. Otherwise, I, Li Cunxiao, would really like to try out the methods of this former number one in the world."

Li Cunxiao couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

"Of course, your fighting power, which is enough to suppress the world, has long been known throughout the Tianwu Continent, brother Cunxiao. Even Nangong Tianxia, ​​who ranks second on the World Ranking, can only use his Life-burning Skill to barely compete with you." "Your record now gives Daqian a headache. I heard that many generals who came to support the Daqian Dynasty have begun to pretend to obey in secret in order to avoid you. In the face of the court's urging, most of them dare not come to Qianyuan City."

"They all know that once they come here, they may never come back, so they would rather be punished by the court than come to Qianyuan City to die."

Liang Fang on the side looked at Li Cunxiao who looked a little regretful and smiled.

"This war is a life-and-death struggle. It is understandable that they do this. After all, no one wants to die in vain."

"But we can't let our guard down because of this. We still have to stay alert at all times. After all, Nangong Tianxia is still waiting for us in the city."

Li Cunxiao shook his head and smiled.

"Brother Cunxiao, don't worry. All of us brothers have been through hundreds of battles."

"As long as Commander Meng gives the order, we will immediately attack the city. Then, let's see where Nangong Tianxia can run to!"

Liang Lin patted his chest and spoke with great pride.

"Yes, our Yellow Turban Army is in high spirits now. Even if Nangong Tianxia is made of iron, he won't be able to hold out for long."

"When we capture Qianyuan City, we must celebrate. Brother Cunxiao, you must have a few more drinks then!"

Zhang Hao also laughed and agreed. Since he couldn't beat this beast on the battlefield, he might still have a chance in the bar!
Several people were talking excitedly, and their laughter echoed in the night sky.

At the same time, in a vast valley camp far away from Qianyuan City and hidden among the mountains, Si Yan and Yun Xinrou were leading two powerful forces of the Daqian Dynasty - the Fengming Shesheng Camp and the Changlin Imperial Guards, as well as several troops and horses that came to reinforce, to rest here temporarily.

In the valley, tents are lined up and smoke rises from cooking fires, but the heavy atmosphere of war cannot be concealed.

Si Yan sat on a huge rock, his eyes were deep but slightly tired, and there was thick stubble on his chin, which added a sense of vicissitudes to his appearance.

Beside him, Yun Xinrou whispered softly, holding in her hand a roll of urgent news from the court that she had just received, her brows furrowed, her expression full of helplessness.

"Your Majesty, the imperial court is urging us to break through the Yellow Turban Army's blockade as soon as possible and support Qianyuan City at all costs."

Although Yun Xinrou's voice was light, it carried a heaviness that could not be ignored. The several new tears and bloodstains on her clothes silently told of the fierceness of the recent fighting.

Hearing this, Si Yan curled up the corners of his mouth into a bitter smile, which contained some self-mockery and helplessness about the current situation.

"Xinrou, do we look like we can easily break through the siege?"

He brushed the dust off his body, pointing to the new wounds on both of them, as well as the unspeakable fatigue.

Yun Xinrou sighed softly and glanced across the camp. This was where all the elites of the Daqian Dynasty gathered. This should have been a time when morale was high and everyone was ready to show their prowess, but the reality was extremely cruel.

The battles over the past few days have caused heavy losses to these former powerful soldiers and generals of Daqian, especially Li Cunxiao and his 3,000 Flying Tiger Cavalry. It was like a nightmare, making the Daqian soldiers terrified.

"Your Highness, it's not just us. During this period, almost all the teams that tried to rush into Qianyuan City were severely damaged by Li Cunxiao."

"That man's martial arts are simply beyond human reach. Many of our famous generals in Daqian have fallen under his Yu Wang Spear."

There was a barely perceptible tremor in Yun Xinrou's words. For the name Li Cunxiao, the many reinforcements from Daqian had already begun to have a stress response.

(End of this chapter)