Chapter 198: A Night at the Border
Border, outside the city.

Bomb holes exploded on the ground, emitting smoke. The bodies of soldiers lay all over the ground, and their blood seeped into the black soil.

The eldest princess Yao Ye, dressed in green and wearing a green cloak, leaned over, grabbed a handful of hot soil, and deep red blood flowed out from between her fingers.

Since the fall of the Mu family, the war on the border of the Gama Empire has become increasingly critical. Beside the eldest princess Yao Ye is Nalan Su, the head of the Nalan family.

Jia Xingtian had to stay in the imperial capital and could not come to the front line.

As for the agreement with Gu He, the Nalan family sent Nalan Jie there, and Nalan Su accompanied Yao Ye to the front line.

Yao Ye, dressed in military uniform, looked extremely ugly.

"Your Highness, let's..."

"We must take back the Ring City, otherwise, this will be the biggest joke in the history of our Gama Empire."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

War is always the cruelest, even in a place like Douqi Continent. Crunch! Snap!
Yao Ye stepped on the dry bones. All he saw were pale skeletons, endless and piled up like a mountain. The empty eye sockets of many heads stared straight at him, as if they were crying out their own tragic experiences.

Human life is like grass!
Yao Ye's pretty face was covered with frost. She remained silent, her hands clenched subconsciously. The cruel side of this world was displayed in front of her in a bloody manner.

Nalan Su was dressed in black armor and also remained silent.

Strong and powerful people of high rank all have a certain tacit understanding and will not attack easily. Therefore, the lower-level soldiers mostly use muskets when fighting.

Rumble, the two sides were still fighting in the distance, artillery and crossbows continued to explode in the camps of both sides. The shock waves and iron fragments produced by the exploding shells were fatal to ordinary soldiers.

Behind every victory in a war are countless lives.

It may be difficult to have an intuitive feeling about these lives and numbers when they are written in the war reports, but when you experience it on the battlefield in person, you can feel how cruel war is.

Although the Snake People have more experts, they are far behind the Gama Empire in terms of weapons and muskets.

Nalan Su's nephew Nalan Feng led the heavy cavalry and attacked the flank of the snake army.

Since ancient times, heroes have emerged in troubled times. Therefore, after the fall of the Mu family, some outsiders of the Nalan family volunteered to go to the front line in order to gain military merit and improve the family's status. Nalan Feng was one of them.

He is thirty-six years old this year and has the strength of an eight-star master.

This talent is not too good but definitely not bad, at least not too bad within the Gama Empire.

Mobas, the general of the snake people, realized the approach of the cavalry, sneered and waved his hand.

At this time, a group of snake-men warriors holding huge swords met Nalan Feng's troops.

The giant sword army of the snake people was only recently trained.

The huge swords in their hands weigh more than 80 kilograms and are made of fine iron. Only the strongest soldiers can hold them.

It is because the snake warriors are born with great strength that they are able to wield giant swords.

The warriors holding the giant sword are all masters of the fighting master level. Under the giant sword, both men and horses are shattered. They are specialized in defeating the heavy cavalry of the Gama Empire.

(In the Gama Empire, the average strength of the soldiers is such that having a fighting master is a very powerful force.)
Following Mobas's order, the giant sword army of about a thousand people launched an attack on the heavy cavalry led by Nalan Feng. Nalan Feng had no intention of fearing the battle. He roared and led the way. His brown pupils were replaced by blood red, and veins bulged on his face. He looked more like a wild beast that had lost its mind than a human.

Gu Fengchen is practicing swordsmanship at this moment.

He learned this sword technique from the Red Plum Sword.

The magic weapon has its own spirit, and this magic weapon also brings Gu Fengchen a new swordsmanship, Gua Shou.

"Swordsmanship, Gua Shou."

Closing his eyes, Gu Fengchen fully comprehended the sword moves bestowed upon him by the Hongmei Sword, and then transformed them into a series of sword moves that he would repeat over and over again.

He could feel subtle changes in his body, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

He could feel that he had comprehended a hint of meaning through the Red Plum Sword, or to be more precise, sword meaning!

The thing called "intention" can only be touched upon at the Dou Zong level and above. As Xingtian is at the peak of the Dou Huang level, he has been exposed to a small part of it.

This so-called intention determines the weapons the fighter intends to use in the future, or more accurately, the path to take.

Those who are proficient in sword understand the meaning of sword, those who are proficient in knife understand the meaning of knife, and those who are proficient in boxing understand the meaning of boxing.

Now, although Gu Fengchen has learned the Gua Shou sword technique through a part of the residual soul of this sword, he still needs a long time of practice if he wants to use it skillfully in actual combat.

A very simple example.

This battle memory is like directly stuffing the sword skill of breaking four pieces in one second and the operation method of the barrel's geometric barrel (the principle of the skill) into your brain. You can remember every operating detail of the barrel's geometric barrel (the release process of the skill), but you have to show off your operation (release skills in seconds during the battle). Without a lot of man-machine training (moves practice), in a real game, you will only feed your opponent.
Therefore, only a lot of practice can help you master the skills.

Gu Fengchen did not think that he was a genius, so he took this opportunity to intensify his practice of the hexagrams he had absorbed.

On the other side, in the southern region of Zhongzhou, there are the Ten Directions Mountains.

This is the territory of Warcraft. The sky is clear and blue with few clouds, giving people a sense of vastness and loneliness.

It was late at night, and a woman was sitting cross-legged under a crooked pine tree, practicing.

Her skirt was layered and dragged on the ground, and her long black hair was casually scattered, fluttering in the wind.

The whole person has an ethereal air, like a reincarnated immortal.

Her facial features were as clear as a carving. She was dressed in white, and looked unrestrained and uninhibited, stunningly beautiful.

Barefoot, a pair of jade-like feet, without a speck of dust, the cold moonlight sprinkled on her body, covering her with a layer of hazy gauze.

She was wearing a feathered dress and had a voluptuous figure, which was absolutely stunning.

Especially that ethereal and otherworldly temperament, which cannot be described by beauty alone.

The phrase "surpassing all the beauties and attracting the emperor" can perfectly describe women today.

This woman is Xuanniao Aqing.

(End of this chapter)