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As the night fell, an overwhelming killing intent rose, leaving the Qin Army in the Defensive Formation struggling to cope. The surrounding defenses were repeatedly breached, and urgent requests for support flooded into the Qin Army's Main Tent like snowflakes.
Wang Jian looked at the already deserted Central Army Camp and understood Zhao Kuo's determination to win at all costs. Ever since he followed the main force of the Qin Army into the Shangdang Region, he had thought that with over a hundred thousand troops, they would not face a tragedy like that at Old Horse Ridge again. However, reality often defied expectations and constantly challenged human endurance.
Upon hearing the news that the northern Defensive Formation had been breached by the Zhao Army, Wang Jian proactively requested to lead the Guard to the front lines. After receiving the general's consent, he made a request to Fang Tianhua, who wanted to join him in battle.
If they saw fire rising from the Northern Defensive Position, they needed to be prepared to break through. Wang Jian would subsequently send part of the Guard back to protect General Lu as he broke out of the encirclement. As for where to break through, heading east was undoubtedly the best option. For there, by the Dan Shui River, was their reinforcements. And Wuan Jun was there too; he believed he would lead the Qin Army to ultimate victory!
Luzi was most annoyed at being treated as a burden. Just as he wanted to remind Wang Jian that he would fight alongside his brothers, he saw Wang Jian already stepping out of the Main Tent. Watching his armored figure leave, he suddenly understood this was war. With a long sigh, he sat down to continue studying military strategy.
Only when it was time to use what one had learned did one realize how little they knew! Even if one thought they had read extensively, they could still find themselves in such an awkward situation!
Faced with the continuous sounds of battle from around him, even a good mindset could not bring peace. He had retained none of what he had just studied; Luzi stood up and threw the Bamboo Slip onto the table. Looking around at what had been a bustling Main Tent now turned eerily quiet, he couldn't help but shake his head in dismay.
This was the wretched nature of war! Countless vibrant lives sacrificed as offerings to Heavenly Will!
Fang Tianhua, who had been watching from outside the tent, felt extremely conflicted at that moment because his brothers were fighting valiantly ahead. If only he could lead them into battle, perhaps their chances of survival would increase. Even if they died together, at least they could accompany each other on their way to the afterlife! But alas! He was powerless!
Just as Fang Tianhua sighed deeply, he heard footsteps behind him and quickly turned to salute the general. "General! It's windy outside!"
Lu Zichao looked around at the dark earth; occasional flashes of fire were quickly extinguished. This was due to both armies fearing that light would reveal their positions and taking emergency measures to put out any flames. The only fire that remained could only signify that all soldiers in that position had perished.
As a cool breeze swept in, he suddenly felt a few drops of chill on his face. He reached out his hand to check if it was raining; his palm was soon filled with coolness. Fine rain began to form a hazy night; indeed, fog had set in!
The two individuals remaining in the Central Army exchanged glances, instantly recalling the topic of discussion from the afternoon. Oh no! The master summoned by Zhao Kuo has cast a spell! As this thought crossed their minds, Luzi and Fang Tianhua shook their heads vigorously. Then they both looked up, entranced by Hazy Full Moon, quietly enjoying the gentle drizzle that enveloped them.
As the raindrops faded away, mist began to rise in the mountains. The moon, which was still visible moments ago, lost its brilliance, leaving only a white haze in the sky. If it weren't for the presence of someone beside him, Luzi might have started to doubt whether he had fallen into Zhao Kuo's foggy trap again.
He had heard his master speak of such mind-controlling techniques before, but those were merely legends. The absence of evidence does not prove that such things do not exist; it could also be due to a break in transmission over time.
The essence of martial arts is often kept secret and is traditionally passed down orally. This essence can be likened to human bones; losing the essence of martial arts is akin to being without a skeleton.
The skeleton supports the body, while the essence supports martial arts. Martial arts without essence are merely empty shells, subject to ridicule. Unfortunately, much of the essence of martial arts has been lost over time, which is a regrettable outcome.
This is what Luzi's master had told him: true masters are often inconspicuous. They mostly hide among the common people and may occasionally succumb to temptation and step into the limelight. Therefore, when facing an enemy, one must never underestimate any opponent. Only then can one remain undefeated.
Luzi adhered to his master's teachings and never dared to underestimate any hero in the world. However cautious he was, he ultimately found himself ensnared. When his mind was controlled, he didn't even have a chance to react! Forget about remaining undefeated; escaping became a luxury. Reflecting on it now was utterly terrifying!
Fang Tianhua, who had been pursuing martial arts, was also contemplating this issue. Although he had not personally experienced what the general had gone through that afternoon, he felt a sense of shock through Wang Jian's description of the situation. Compared to what he had been pondering about martial arts, it was merely a form of technique at best!
Faced with such a master, what could one do no matter how capable they were? If one couldn't even move, what difference was there from being a wooden post?
As Fang Tianhua thought this, a sudden idea sprang up from deep within him. He turned to Luzi and said, "General! Once the Shangdang Campaign concludes, I wish to resign from military service and follow you to serve at your side. If you wouldn't mind..."
The Qin State has very strict definitions for soldiers; those known as military households are generations of soldiers. They can be understood as regular troops dedicated to serving the country; it's not something one can simply choose not to do.
If someone insists on not wanting to serve their country as a soldier, legal repercussions will follow swiftly. Not only will the individual be held accountable, but their family and co-signers will also face consequences simultaneously. The punishment could involve being sent to border garrisons or military service; even those who remain in their villages would find it hard to hold their heads high because of this.
This is still about the Fang Family from the perspective of the common people. If their family belonged to a hereditary position in the court, it would be easier to handle. Many relatives with civil servant status would subsequently be implicated, and being demoted to commoners could happen in the blink of an eye.
Luzi certainly knew the legal regulations of the Qin State, and hearing Fang Tianhua speak so casually made him secretly puzzled. After a moment of reflection, he suddenly understood; this person before him was probably not a Qin person!
"General Fang! There is something I am unsure whether I should ask or not?"
Fang Tianhua clearly had not considered this aspect of Qin law and immediately indicated that there was nothing that could not be asked of the Grand General.
Upon hearing this answer, Luzi nodded and asked, "If I am not mistaken, General Fang should not be a native Qin person, right?"
Fang Tianhua lowered his head to look at his armor upon hearing this. "Whether or not I am a Qin person doesn't make much difference when it comes to being a soldier, does it?"
Listening to the distinct Qin accent, Luzi suddenly thought of himself. A standard Jiangzhou person from the Qin State, yet he had moved to Wei State with his parents. Then misfortune struck, and just when he was about to starve to death, he encountered his current master.
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