Chapter 700 - 288: One Vanguard Charges Ahead, Two Wings Soar Together

Shentu Hong’s thousand elite cavalry weren’t very aggressive, perhaps sensing the difficulty posed by Chen Ping and his companions, and smelling some danger. So, after killing Young Master Dongyuan on the spot, they didn’t pursue further glory.

One must say, this General Shentu is actually a clever man.

He understands when to advance and when to retreat, deeply familiar with the art of staying safe.

But in this world, not everyone has as much self-awareness as he does.

Feeling the fierce, chaotic killing intent rushing from behind, Chen Ping sighed.

"Ultimately, we can’t achieve victory without battle. If we want to reach the Chu Kingdom, this fight can’t be avoided."

Facing the thousand cavalry earlier, since their target wasn’t actually him, Chen Ping and the others formed the Three Talents Array, mostly for defense, only killing greedy knights to warn the others.

Basically, the three had no desire to attack proactively.

After all, Young Master Dongyuan’s enemy wasn’t their enemy; there wasn’t such deep hatred. Just driving them away was enough.

This approach is what legends refer to as showing one’s strength to make people realize they’re not easy to bully without needing to fight to the death.

This way, it avoids creating more bloodshed and lessens many troubles.

Facts proved their approach was quite good.

The two sides weren’t blinded by hatred.

When Shentu Hong wisely retreated, not many troops were willing to come forward to die.

Even if they successfully surrounded and killed the three, how many of their own would die?

This is a totally thankless task; no one is bullheaded enough to seek death.

However, the later three thousand men were somewhat different.

They hadn’t seen Chen Ping and the others’ tactics and hadn’t snatched the credit for killing Young Master Dongyuan. Pursuing from a long distance only to return empty-handed, one could understand their unwillingness.

"Should we continue to escape?"

Han Xiaoru supressed the battle intent in her heart and asked, somewhat tempted.

Chen Ping shook his head, "We can’t just escape without fighting. I’ve seen through it; this Yan Kingdom Grand General hasn’t suffered defeat yet, and won’t easily give up. If we don’t fiercely teach these pursuers a lesson, it will be very troublesome along the way."

We are few, the enemy many, coming with fierce momentum. If we just run away, they will lose their apprehensions and certainly pursue relentlessly.

Then, eating requires caution of pursuers, and sleeping, caution of pursuit.

Such a life would be too stifling.

It might be better to settle it once and for all.

Achieve victory in a single battle.

As long as the Yan Kingdom’s soldiers hesitate to advance, we can swagger along towards the Chu Kingdom.

Why go to the Chu Kingdom?

This brings up some memories that suddenly appeared in Chen Ping’s mind upon arriving.

Maybe some basic knowledge inherent in the identity and setting prepared by Heaven-Reaching Tower.

He clearly knew that in the struggle of the Seven Kingdoms, there were years of war, today you attack me, tomorrow I retaliate.

Sometimes Yan and Han ally, sometimes Wei and Jin face off, aligning and allying, turning things into a messy cookpot.

Strangely, although the seven kingdoms have varying strengths, none has been destroyed; their contests always end evenly.

There’s a peculiar phenomenon in this.

At least, to Chen Ping, it’s very strange.

That is, all countries’ armies have distinctive characteristics, though soldiers’ physiques haven’t exceeded ordinary limits. Even generals are only particularly strong or more advanced in martial skills.

But each country has its expertise.

For example, Yan Kingdom’s troops are unmatched in speed.

In battle, they can maneuver thousands of miles, north today, south tomorrow, marching unpredictably and fighting with extreme strategy.

Chu Kingdom soldiers, on the other hand, boast great strength, skilled in wielding Great Halberds, long maces, broad swords, and giant axes, unmatched in frontal assault.

As for Qii Kingdom, they’re even more formidable, lacking immense power or speed. Their Jianghu people and academies or sects are especially remarkable; in wartime, experts join the army, frequently emerging as Great Sword Masters or Martial Arts Grandmasters, defeating generals and capturing flags effortlessly.

Although the military array of this nation is reputedly the most disorderly and unregulated, they specialize in advantageous battles.

But their skill turns most battles favorable, even losses aren’t particularly ugly. When pushed to the extreme, their masters going berserk might not frighten foreign soldiers, but will scare generals, nobles, and the royal family.

From memory, this country’s martial artists haven’t really exceeded ordinary standards, but their sword skills and martial skills are incredibly skillful, almost nearing the path, not mere rhetoric.

Simply put, imagine similar physiques, with equal strength and speed, a Great Sword Master easily slaughtering hundreds of elites, and you’ll grasp how formidable Qii Kingdom is.

Of course, currently the strongest is Qin Kingdom.

It’s said, this nation’s troops, numbering tens of thousands, can act as one, like puppet machines, devoid of personal joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

With an order, they’d level blades ahead.

Before a sea of fire, they’d extinguish it.

This nation’s military discipline and law are claimed the best. In battle, they utterly disregard life.

Even Qii Kingdom’s martial skill masters would be rattled by such a force.

You can keep killing; I’ll keep attacking, ignoring defense. As long as there’s breath, I’ll bite the enemy to death.