Imperial Cultivation

After everyone cleaned up, they continued on their way.

Finishing off the wounded, digging pits for burial, collecting the horses, gathering the armor, and killing the injured horses to be buried with their masters.

The guards of the Prince's Mansion were ruthless when killing. They all understood that if their formation hadn't been so strong and astonishing, they would have been the ones lying on the ground at this moment. They naturally felt no pity for those who wanted to kill them, especially since these injured Great Meng knights were still cursing incessantly.

But when two hundred corpses were gathered together and piled into the pit, it still created a powerful impact. Many guards turned pale and unsteady.

Chu Zhiyuan found that his blood was cold. Under his heightened senses, his heart was as still as water.

His emotions only stirred slightly.

Thinking about how many Great Jing soldiers and civilians they had killed, he felt a faint sense of satisfaction when he saw their corpses. After cleaning up, everyone continued on their way, wanting to find a place to camp before dark.

While riding, Chu Zhiyuan noticed that Li Haoyuan was in a daze. His body rose and fell with the galloping horse, but his eyes were unfocused.

In this state, an ordinary person would have fallen off the horse.

Li Haoyuan was acting on instinct, as if he could sleep on horseback. Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "General Li, what's wrong?"

Li Haoyuan didn't seem to hear him, his gaze still unfocused, as if looking into the distant direction. Chu Zhiyuan coughed lightly, "General Li?"

Li Haoyuan's body trembled, and he turned to look over.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "General Li, what's wrong?" Li Haoyuan stared at him blankly.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "General Li, it's not that mysterious. I learned something about the Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalry in Yujing City and fought them once, so I was able to grasp their weaknesses, that's all."

"...Your Highness, you are a celestial being!" Li Haoyuan said with a complex expression, sighing with emotion.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "General Li, you flatter me. At least wait until I become a Grandmaster before I deserve that title." He didn't think much of it.

The victory in this battle was due to a combination of timing, location, and people.

Without Chu Mingrui's cooperation and the ambush of the Wind-Chasing Iron Cavalry, he and his group could only have retreated safely. It would have been impossible to wipe out these two hundred Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalry. Not to mention anything else, if the Wind-Chasing Iron Cavalry had arrived a little later, or if the Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalry had charged a quarter of an hour earlier, the outcome would have been different.

The Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalry could have at least retreated safely, with only a few losses. Although the Four Symbols Soul-Slaying Formation was strong, it was not invincible.

The disadvantage in numbers was difficult to completely overcome.

If he were the leader of the Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalry, he would have divided his forces into three groups, attacking the Four Symbols Soul-Slaying Formation from different directions, enough to make the Four Symbols Soul-Slaying Formation only able to defend and unable to attack.

This victory was fundamentally due to the Cloud-Treading Iron Cavalry's contempt for his group.

They thought that with so few people, they could be wiped out with a single charge. But they never thought that he had an ambush.

He first took out the golden eagle, their eyes in the sky, and then used his own charge to mask the vibrations on the ground and the sound of the Wind-Chasing Iron Cavalry's attack.

They were pierced through at their weak point by his men, and before they could reorganize their formation, they were charged by the Wind-Chasing Iron Cavalry in a broken formation, which made them seem to have no resistance. If any of these links had gone wrong, the outcome would have been different, and it would not have been such a great victory.

So this victory was due to a combination of timing, location, and people, and should not be taken too seriously.

"Alas..." Li Haoyuan sighed, looking in the direction of Gaoling Town, and said, "The imperial court should not have sent King Ying to seize Fuyuan Town, but should have sent Your Highness."

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand, "I'm not cut out for that."

Li Haoyuan said, "Based on Your Highness's intuition on the battlefield and his application of formations, no one can match him."

"Hehe..." Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "My mediocre skills are only enough for charging into battle, while Tenth Uncle is skilled in strategizing and planning, he's far better than me." He had witnessed the power of this Great Jing God of War on this journey with Chu Mingrui.

Chu Mingrui was somewhat perfunctory and sloppy in mundane matters, but he was like a god when it came to military affairs and matters on the battlefield, with accurate vision and precise judgment. His current reputation and achievements were not due to luck.

Luck was only a part of it, most of it was still strength.

Moreover, if he hadn't been in danger, if he hadn't had no choice, and if he hadn't wanted to find the flaws in the enemy's formation, he wouldn't have charged into battle at the front. It was too dangerous. As a dignified Prince, with a limitless future, and even hoping to compete for the throne, why would he take this risk?

Li Haoyuan looked at the guards of the Prince's Mansion and then at his own family guards, and sighed.

His own family guards were all veterans who had been tempered on the battlefield, having experienced countless battles and crawled out of piles of dead bodies, they could be called elites among elites. But compared to the guards of the Prince's Mansion, they lacked a bit of agility.

This was the difference between a general and a member of the imperial family.

Chu Zhiyuan turned his head to look around. "What is Your Highness looking at?"

"Guarding against someone ambushing you."

"Great Meng shouldn't have time to send troops again."

"Besides Great Meng?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "There should also be people who want to silence you, right?... These people are very dangerous, right?" Li Haoyuan didn't allow his subordinates to reveal the inside story, for the sake of his own life and the lives of his subordinates.

It was clear that these people had the ability to take his life. The best way to keep a secret is to kill the person.

"This is one thing, that is another," Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I didn't want to know at the time, but now it doesn't matter if I know, at least I can be prepared." ". The Eternal Spirit Sect." Li Haoyuan hesitated, and after a moment, used the skill of transmitting sound into his ear and gently spit out four words.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

He really guessed wrong, he never thought it would be the Eternal Spirit Sect.

Although the Four Great Demonic Sects are known as Demonic Sects and act unrestrained, they shouldn't do this kind of thing. After all, they have territories bestowed by the Great Jing Dynasty, countries within a country. They and the Great Jing Dynasty should not interfere with each other, and they shouldn't break this tacit understanding.

Li Haoyuan smiled, "Didn't expect it, right?"

Chu Zhiyuan frowned and looked at him, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Hehe..." Li Haoyuan smiled and said, "If I said that I am a disciple of the Eternal Spirit Sect, would Your Highness believe it or not?" Chu Zhiyuan was even more surprised, and then puzzled.

The Mingwu Hall, the Tongtian Pavilion, and the imperial court all avoid the Four Great Demonic Sects, and it is almost impossible to find their traces. But no matter what, the imperial court could not use people from the Eternal Spirit Sect as generals.

Li Haoyuan once again transmitted sound into his ear, "If I said that Prince Jing is also a disciple of the Eternal Spirit Sect, would Your Highness believe it or not?"

"Impossible!" Chu Zhiyuan blurted out.

Li Haoyuan smiled at him.

Chu Zhiyuan's expression was solemn, and he stared at him.

Li Haoyuan said, "Does Your Highness think I need to deceive you?... Prince Jing is the Spirit Child of our sect, who has awakened the Spirit Child of his previous life."

"Spirit Child?"

"Our sect is called Eternal Spirit because it can make a wisp of spiritual light immortal. The spiritual light is reincarnated without dying. After practicing the Eternal Spirit Secret Scripture, if the realm is sufficient, this wisp of spiritual light can be restored, and the memories of the previous life can be obtained."

"Eternal Spirit Sect..." Chu Zhiyuan murmured in his heart, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

He couldn't help but think of himself.

There are actually reincarnated people in this world, am I not the only one?