Chapter 496: The Killing on Moonlit Night (Part )
Han Xin was not the kind of guy who liked to set up checkpoints in the literary works that Tian Xuan had come into contact with in his previous life. Facing the incoming enemy, Han Xin, who had just ascended to the position of the governor of Qi County, did not hesitate to crush him with all the power at hand. More than a thousand soldiers and horses faced the anti-Qin alliance masters who gathered together and shot arrows.

Dense arrows intertwined in the sky, turning into an impenetrable rain of arrows, shooting towards the masters of the Anti-Qin Alliance.

clang!clang!clang!
Facing the rain of arrows, the anti-Qin alliance masters did not dare to be careless. They waved their weapons and shot down crossbow arrows from the sky. Occasionally, some crossbow arrows broke through the seemingly tight defense and landed on the anti-Qin alliance masters, splashing blood. Under Han Xin's order, the Qin army's archers were divided into three groups.

The specially made crossbow could hold several crossbow arrows. With three groups of people taking turns, the arrows seemed endless and suppressed the masters of the Anti-Qin Alliance.

"Aci, Di Ze twenty-four, charge forward!"

Facing the suppression of the Qin army's rain of arrows, the masters of the Anti-Qin Alliance were in a state of panic. The enemy's arrows seemed endless. If they continued like this, they would be shot to death. Seeing this, Tian Yan, who was protected by his confidant Mei Sanniang, flashed a brilliant light in his clear and beautiful eyes, and instructed Tian Ci beside him.

"Okay, sister."

Tian Ci is known as the best fighter in the farming family. Tian Hu's blindness was caused by Tian Ci. Tian Meng has two children. The daughter Tian Yan is weak but very smart. The son Tian Ci is a martial arts expert but born stupid. It seems that God did not want Tian Meng to have a pair of perfect children, leaving a regret in this way.

Hearing his sister's order, Tian Ci waved the Ganjiang and Moye swords without hesitation, forming an airtight barrier in front of him, and rushed forward. The Ganjiang and Moye swords, which were born from the Ganjiang and Moye couple, are a pair of affectionate swords. In Tian Ci's hands, the two swords achieved perfect coordination, and he used his own strength to perform the Di Ze 24 formations, which were known as the strongest trump card of the farmers.

The four sword intentions of spring, summer, autumn and winter flowed under Tian Ci's sword, representing the twenty-four solar terms. Mysterious and complicated patterns appeared around Tian Ci, crushing the crossbow arrows into powder. Thanks to Tian Ci's huge and bloated body, the masters of the Anti-Qin Alliance followed behind Tian Ci and regarded him as a chariot.

"Crossbowmen, stand back!"

When Han Xin saw Tian Ci charging forward alone with two swords, he frowned slightly and ordered the archers to retreat.

Following Han Xin's command, the archers retreated smoothly, and the Qin soldiers holding spears, halberds, halberds and other long weapons stepped forward, forming a forest of weapons, hoping to rely on mutual cooperation to send these imperial rebels on their way.

Stab out, retract, stab out again, retract again!

There are no fancy moves on the battlefield, and no one cares how sophisticated your moves are. For soldiers on the battlefield, only one thing is important, that is: how to kill the enemy in the simplest and most effective way. The Qin soldiers holding long weapons, like the robots in Tianxuan's previous life, mechanically stabbed out the weapons in their hands, then retracted them, and so on.

However, with such a simple action, several farm masters came close, and all kinds of exquisite and profound moves brought a dazzling brilliance, as if there was a small sun in the site of the Qi Palace. However, these so-called exquisite moves, before they could exert their power, were pierced through the chest by weapons, and dissipated like a dream.

Clusters of blood flowers exploded one after another, extremely dazzling.

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold!"

The square formation composed of spears, halberds, daggers and other long weapons continued to harvest the lives of their companions. Gao Jianli stood in front of the Lanyue Pavilion, looked up and saw that the lights in the room on the third floor of the Lanyue Pavilion were still on. Gao Jianli knew what was happening in that room. He let out a long roar and used his best skills to fight his way out.

Zizizi!
As soon as "The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold" was uttered, Gao Jianli transformed all his skills into extremely cold air without reservation, which seemed to merge with the light of the stars and the moon. It was as if the severe winter came early, turning into a whistling cold wind, sweeping towards the Qin army soldiers.

………………

There is an inn.

"Qin Feng!" "The smoke of war rises, and the country looks northward!"

"Kill!"

……

Outside, the Anti-Qin Alliance and the Qin Army turned Linzi, the once solemn and sacred capital of Qi, into a battlefield. The flames were blazing, the fighting was endless, and the shouts mixed with the sounds of weapons clashing, were swept up by the howling cold wind in the night sky, and spread to every corner of Linzi City.

Even though there was an inn close to the city gate and not far from the Jixia Academy, one could still hear the noise coming from afar.

"Ugh!"

There was an inn that had not become deserted because of the departure of the masters of the Anti-Qin Alliance. There were still four people staying here. The first was Jing Tianming, a great scholar of the Mohist School; the second was Xiang Shaoyu, the new leader of the Xiang family of the Chu State; in addition to these two little ghosts who were too young to join the battlefield, there were two others who were left to take care of them.

The leader of Mohist school, Cook Ding!
The military advisor of the Xiang family, Fan Zeng!
Jing Tianming and Xiang Shaoyu had fallen into a sweet dream, but Pao Ding and Fan Zeng could not sleep and sat in the lobby on the first floor. On the wooden table between them, there was an oil lamp burning, a pot of wine, and several dishes with rich aromas. At this late hour, the two were a little hungry, but they had no interest in enjoying this midnight snack.

Hearing the noise coming from outside, Fan Zeng and Pao Ding both felt as if a stone was pressing on their hearts and sighed in a deep voice.

"Master Fan, do you think our plan can succeed?"

Hearing Fan Zeng sighing for no reason, Cook Ding showed surprise on his face and looked at him in confusion.

Fan Zeng smiled bitterly and said, "Manager Ding, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Cook Ding was bored and said: "Whether it is true or false, tell me what you are saying!"

"This plan will surely be a success. It will send Tian Xuanzi off on his way and put the blame on Prince Fusu, making Ying Zheng lose his most satisfactory heir." Fan Zeng said sincerely, "An empire without an heir will collapse with the death of Ying Zheng! But this is a lie!"

Before the joy on Cook Ding's face could bloom, it was crushed by Fan Zeng's additional words. He said bitterly, "Then, what about the truth?"

"The truth is, the success rate of this plan is no more than 30%." Fan Zeng added with a wry smile, "Night Owl's ability to gather intelligence is awe-inspiring. Tian Xuanzi is such a powerful character, how could he let us know so easily that on every full moon night, his power will be mostly dissipated due to the imbalance of yin and yang!"

"We want to kill Tian Xuan Zi, but why can't Tian Xuan Zi kill us in return?"

Hearing Fan Zeng's words, Cook Ding's heart began to beat violently, the color on his face quickly faded, and he exclaimed, "What?"

"Although it's just a guess, the probability that this plan was promoted by Tianxuanzi is at least 60%." Fan Zeng saw the surprise on Pao Ding's face and continued.

(End of this chapter)