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The Imperial Guards of Yanzedao heard that the new Colonel Murong Xiao, known as Xu Zhen, was inspecting troops at the Brave Warriors Camp. Soon, the training ground was crowded with onlookers. Despite the autumn drizzle, the enthusiasm of the soldiers remained undiminished.
Xue Dayi couldn't help but scoff, as he was well aware of the barbarity of the Brave Warriors Camp. Many soldiers from other camps would come to provoke them, only to be humiliated in return. Aside from General Gao Zhensheng's personal guard, no one dared to challenge the Brave Warriors Camp.
The training ground was muddy and slippery, yet neither Xu Zhen's main unit nor the brothers of the Brave Warriors Camp paid any attention to it. They understood the principle of taking initiative: if the enemy does not move, we do not move; if the enemy shows hostility, we act first. The brothers of the Brave Warriors Camp were well-versed in this strategy and did not wait for Xu Zhen's unit to finish removing their armor before launching their attack.
Three hundred men charged forward with loud shouts. Zhou Cang cursed angrily, "Do you have no sense of order?"
A burly man led the charge, stomping through the mud and splashing water everywhere. He leaped forward, using his momentum to throw a massive punch aimed at Zhou Cang's chest.
Zhou Cang chuckled and suddenly unleashed his strength, rushing forward two steps. He swiftly grabbed the man's wrist, using his own force against him. With a twist of his waist and a turn of his feet, he flung the man back like a windmill, knocking down several others in the process.
The warriors of the Brave Warriors Camp did not cry out in pain but surged forward relentlessly. Gao He Shu's face was as cold as frost, his eyes sharp like an eagle's. When an opponent flew toward him with a kick, he employed Prairie Warrior wrestling techniques to duck under the kick and seized his opponent's groin with one hand, sending him flying with a shoulder charge.
Yin Zong and his Salar brothers were fierce as wolves, while Rouran brothers fought valiantly without yielding. Both sides quickly became embroiled in chaotic combat, with fists colliding against flesh echoing throughout. Yet no one screamed or cried out; amidst the drizzling rain, they engaged in close-quarters combat like two packs of wild beasts tearing at each other.
Many soldiers watched in shock, their jaws dropping as they felt their teeth ache. They realized they could not stand on the training ground for long; whether Xu Zhenbu or Brave Warriors Camp, none came from noble backgrounds or practiced military martial arts. Most had gained their fighting experience through countless battles fought with blood and injuries. Hearing the sickening sound of bones breaking made those watching feel a chill run down their spines; all they could think was "brutal!"
As soon as Xu Zhen entered the fray, she became a target. Zhou Cang and Gao He Shu charged into the crowd like tigers descending a mountain. Suddenly, Xu Zhen found herself without protection as a small but fierce soldier from Brave Warriors Camp slipped through Zhou Cang and others' defenses and headed straight for her.
He crashed into Xu Zhen like a leopard sprinting low to the ground. She stepped back half a pace and delivered a knee strike aimed at his chin; if it connected solidly, it would end the fight. However, the small soldier twisted like a monkey and maneuvered behind her, kicking her behind her knee just as she bent down. As she was about to kneel, he wrapped his arm around her neck and clamped his legs tightly around her waist.
Xu Zhen struggled to breathe and gritted her teeth as she leaned back hard; her head struck against his face. Dazed and disoriented, she felt her restraints loosen. Seizing the opportunity, she twisted around and delivered a powerful punch to his temple, rendering him unable to continue fighting!
Just as she was about to rise, another person charged in from an angle and knocked Xu Zhen back into the muddy ground. Before she could react, she felt a punch land on her left eye corner, splitting it open and staining her cheek with blood!
Xu Zhen erupted in fury, twisting the head and neck of the person on top of her with her legs, throwing him aside. Grabbing his wrist, she twisted it, and with a sharp crack, his arm was dislocated!
Her vision was blood-red as Xu Zhen unleashed her anger. Scanning the area, more people charged at her. She bent down to dodge a punch, wrapped her arms around the opponent's waist, roared, and lifted him before slamming him to the ground, kicking him unconscious!
Many Brothers saw their Lord injured and bleeding but fighting fiercely, igniting a sense of camaraderie in their hearts. The sounds of fists and feet colliding, the heavy thuds of bodies hitting the ground, and the cracking sounds of bones dislocating or breaking intertwined in the cold rain to create a passionate song of Manhood!
The number of people lying on the training ground increased while those still standing dwindled. Xu Zhen, along with Zhou Cang and other main fighters, had blood smeared across their faces. Despite it being hand-to-hand combat, every blow landed with force; there was no mercy or pretense. Those unaware might think both sides were sworn enemies!
The onlookers felt a tightness in their chests; they did not Understood why both sides fought so desperately. Whether Xu Zhen aimed to intimidate her new subordinates or Brave Warriors Camp wanted to show loyalty to their new leader, it seemed unnecessary to fight so fiercely. They were even unsure what exactly was at stake.
After half a day of fierce battle, only a dozen fighters remained from Brave Warriors Camp, while Xu Zhen was left with only Thirteen Red Armors and Yin Zong as her core team.
“Damn it!”
Xu Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood, her gaze wolf-like as she stared at the opposing Captain. He refused to back down, glaring back at her; despite being near the end of the fight, he still showed signs of strength.
Zhou Cang and Gao He Shu, with their bull-like physiques, were also panting heavily but felt no less than their opponents; instead, it ignited their fighting spirit to compete for dominance.
However, Xu Zhen cursed, “Damn! Let’s head back first; we’ll come again tomorrow!”
With that, she turned and walked away without looking back. Zhou Cang and the Brothers quickly helped their injured and exhausted comrades as they made their way slowly towards the camp outside the city.
Zhang Jiunian, having just arranged for Moya and others, returned to Shan Dan Camp only to find such devastation. He hurriedly brought Moya and others over to assist in tending to the injuries of the Brothers.
The fight broke out unexpectedly, without any warning, and after both sides suffered injuries, they left just as silently, with Xu Zhen not even mentioning the matter of inspecting the troops.
Xue Dayi watched as Xu Zhen limped away with her brothers, suddenly understanding something, but he merely shook his head, seemingly disapproving of Xu Zhen's actions.
Zhang Jiunian did not expect that after leaving for just a short while, his lord would act so recklessly. He hurriedly ran between the tents with Moya, tending to the brothers' injuries and applying Healing Powder.
When Moya arrived at Xu Zhen's tent, she found Li Mingda already taking care of her attentively, accompanied by an angry Li Wushuang.
It was no wonder she was furious; who in the Tang Dynasty could make Li Mingda serve them? Who would dare? Yet there was a thick-skinned blind wolf who dared to do so!
During this time, Li Mingda had thought things through clearly; she could not rely on others for protection. Therefore, whether it was martial arts or other skills, she wanted to learn. Not only did she study Western medicine and pharmacology with Moya, but she also dabbled in Illusion. Although the training was quite tedious, she enjoyed it immensely.
Moya felt quite pleased. Although Xu Zhen was in a sorry state, she had not sustained any serious injuries. However, after enduring a day of close combat, her body was completely stretched out and exhausted, which was the best state for practicing the Seven Sacred Blades!
Xu Zhen had previously discussed feasible methods for practicing the Seven Sacred Blades with Moya. Although this path was arduous and did not yield immediate results, it was a reliable way to build up strength over time. Thus, upon seeing Moya's knowing gaze, she subtly sent Li Mingda and Li Wushuang away.
Li Wushuang could not stay for even a moment longer and quickly dragged Li Mingda out of the tent. Moya exchanged a meaningful smile with Xu Zhen, filled with encouragement because according to historical records, Xu Zhen should be the first person in one hundred fifty years to dare to practice sacred techniques!
Not long after Moya left, Caesar entered Xu Zhen's tent holding a Lacquer Tray. Li Mingda had been concerned about Xu Zhen's injuries and felt reluctant to leave. However, upon seeing Caesar sway into the tent with her voluptuous figure, she pouted and took the initiative to pull Li Wushuang back to her own tent.
Xu Zhen was not surprised by Caesar's arrival. Although there were differences between men and women and some ambiguous feelings between them that remained unnamed and unsubstantiated, Caesar was still the most suitable person to assist in her training.
Such secrets must not leak out, and Moya did not have that much strength. Furthermore, since Caesar was skilled in poison and proficient in sword techniques, if she could not assist Xu Zhen in practicing the Seven Sacred Blades, then perhaps no one else in the world could.
"You... have you really made up your mind..." Caesar, with his back to Xu Zhen, was organizing his things. His voice was calm, but Xu Zhen could sense the concern behind it. He had memorized the Zoroastrian Secret Text and was well aware of the dangers of practicing the Seven Sacred Blades. However, this path was destined to be fraught with difficulties; otherwise, Houdini would not have perished in the water tank.
Xu Zhen did not dare to compare herself with these pioneers of the era, but driven by her obsession and love for magic, she was willing to take risks and endure suffering!
"Alright, let's begin."
Amidst her calm voice lay a strong determination. Xu Zhen slowly stood up. Caesar had already set up the table, where a candle flickered and several blades of various sizes were arranged. To the left was a large ceramic bowl filled with water.
Xu Zhen took out the Zoroastrian Secret Text, the Avesta, from a gap in her armor and presented it to Caesar. He knelt down to receive it, taking it with both hands above his head and placing it in the center of the table. They performed the fire worship ceremony together, softly reciting the scriptures as they sat cross-legged in meditation for nearly half an hour. Once their minds were completely relaxed and calm, they stopped meditating.
Caesar sensed the change in Xu Zhen's aura and opened his eyes. He saw that she had already stood up, her complexion suddenly flushed, and her heartbeat quickened. However, she quickly suppressed it and maintained a solemn expression.
Xu Zhen walked over to the clean mat that Caesar had laid out and opened her arms. Caesar bowed his head and approached, removing all of Xu Zhen's clothing. He then picked up the cinnabar brush prepared on the table and began to draw circles on her joints. After that, he dipped a cloth into the water from the ceramic bowl and applied it all over Xu Zhen's body, leaving no inch untouched.
The damp cloth was very cold, while Caesar's hands were warm. Xu Zhen felt her hands and feet gradually becoming numb; she knew that this was the effect of Caesar's Snake Venom starting to take hold.
Caesar gently laid Xu Zhen down on the mat as if cradling her, then turned his gaze to the rows of blades on the table!
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