The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Looking at Bai Qi who was kneeling on the ground gasping for air, Fu Hai smiled slightly, and immediately condensed a water ball in his hand, and pressed it towards Bai Qi.

Bai Qi was soaked in it instantly, and he felt that his depleted body began to slowly recover.

Looking at the scene in front of him with some surprise, after a while, after the water ball dispersed on its own, Bai Qi was surprised to find that the clothes on his body showed no sign of getting wet.

After bowing to Fu Hai, Bai Qi stood up and then said, "Thank you, Master Immortal."

"You and I are destined, but I don't know if you are willing to join my Zhenhai Dragon Palace."

Hearing this, how could Bai Qi not bow before him? He stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes, then untied the apron around his waist, kowtowed to Fu Hai and said, "Disciple is willing to worship at Zhenhai Dragon Palace!"

Seeing Bai Qi holding the disciple ceremony, Fu Hai smiled slightly and said, "In that case, I will accept you as my disciple today. Please remember that there is a senior brother above you, who is the Holy Lord Yang Jian. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Qi suddenly looked happy. Hearing this title, he seemed to be not at a disadvantage this time for his position as the Immortal, God and True King in the sky.

Fei Hai looked at the change of expression on Bai Qi's face with a smile, nodded slightly and said: "Your opportunity is still in the Qin State. Today, I will give you a volume of military books. Read it carefully. When you succeed, it will be When you return to the Dragon Palace."

Bai Qi bowed and saluted, holding the military book handed over by Fu Hai in both hands and stepped back slowly, saluting: "Disciple understands."

"Remember, don't show it to others easily."

After saying that, Fu Hai and Li Gen slowly disappeared. Bai Qi put the jade slip on his chest and hid it. Before he could react, he lightened his body and returned to the outside of the camp again. .

Reaching out and touching the jade slip that was still on his chest, Bai Qi knew that he was not dreaming.

At this time, the camp tent was opened. The team leader glanced at Bai Qi, who was still dazed, and said helplessly: "Didn't they tell you to go back?"

Hearing this, Bai Qi smiled slightly, handed the apron in his hand back to the team leader, and said with a smile: "I quit. From today on, I, Bai Qi, will start as a soldier. One day, I will become the God of War of Qin." !”

After saying that, he ran towards the outside of the military camp, paying no attention to the group leader who was still stunned.

According to the records of the Qin State, Wu'an Junbai rose from a young age and fought for decades without losing a single defeat. He was actually the God of War of the Qin State.

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The sun was scorching, and the plateau was covered in darkness.

A middle-aged man in black armor sat in front of the military formation, his eyes shining brightly, and he didn't look old at all.

Although his murderous aura was restrained, his aura was still terrifying.

"General, the Zhao army's retreat has been surrounded."

I saw a deputy general coming on horseback. After dismounting, he half-knelt on the ground and saluted. The general nodded slightly and said, "This is the last battle. You must not take it lightly."

"General, do you want to start the attack now?"

"Surround them without attacking, and wait for them to surrender. With an army of 400,000, we won't be able to eat in one breath for the time being." The general said with a sneer.

The generals did not dare to disobey the order, so they could only nod and step aside.

The general in front of them was Bai Qi, the God of War of the Qin State. He had never failed in an attack in his life. Being so cautious this time naturally made them a little curious.

Looking up at the sky, Bai Qi saw a flash of light in his eyes, and no one noticed the instant change in the expression on Bai Qi's face.

"Thirty years."

After sighing in a low voice, Bai Qi stood up and walked towards the edge of the high ground. Looking around, he saw the flags of Zhao Jun flying.

After sniffing his nose gently, Bai Qi seemed to be able to smell a trace of blood floating in the air. After many days of planning, he finally blocked the 400,000 Zhao troops in this Changping land.

It has been more than thirty years since I met my master. Time flies. This is my last battle.

At this time, among the Zhao army, a general with a cloak behind him was looking at Bai Qi on the plateau with a cold light in his eyes. I wish I could get close to the opponent right now and kill him with one blow.

This person is Zhao Kuo, the commander-in-chief of the Zhao army. Since the beginning of the war, he has been led into the trap step by step by Bai Qi. Now that he is trapped in Changping, he may not be able to escape.

After glancing at the deputy general beside him, Zhao Kuo asked in a cold voice: "Have any of the people who broke through the encirclement rushed out?"

Upon hearing the inquiry, the deputy general shook his head and said: "The Qin army is not afraid of death and was blocked back."

"Hey!" The long sword at his waist was drawn out instantly. Zhao Kuo pointed the sword at the deputy general beside him. He looked at the opponent coldly and said in a cold voice: "You are not afraid of death!? Are you saying that all of us, Zhao Jun, are greedy for life and afraid of death?" generation?"

The deputy general didn't know that his words made General Zhao Kuo so angry. He shook his head hurriedly, but the next second he felt a chill on his neck.

When the surrounding generals and soldiers saw this, they couldn't help but feel chilled in their hearts.

Seeing the lifeless lieutenant lying on the ground, Zhao Kuo glanced around at the people around him and said in a deep voice: "After months of fighting, the main force of our Zhao army is still there. Now we are in danger. We must work together to break out of the encirclement." There is a glimmer of hope.”

"As you command!"

"Drag him down and bury him, and report him to death in battle." Zhao Kuo turned around and said, and then stopped talking.

Bai Qi is the God of War of the Qin Kingdom. He has fought dozens of times in his life without ever being defeated. Can he really defeat his opponent in this battle?

Zhao Kuo's eyes flashed with light, and now he was the only one to face the predicament.

For several days, the Zhao army did not move, as if they had accepted their fate. However, as evening approached, the generals of the Qin army received a military order from General Bai Qi, informing them of important matters.

Before nightfall, a group of generals gathered in the military tent. Out of curiosity, they gathered together in twos and threes to chat.

There was a sound of footsteps, and everyone looked up and saw Bai Qi, dressed in black armor, walking out ready to go.

After looking around with a pair of tiger eyes, the generals immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to speak softly.

"Tonight, the Zhao army may take advantage of the darkness to break through. The main gaps will be heavily guarded. Use bows and arrows to deal with the Zhao army."

After hearing this, all the generals came back to their senses instantly. Although they were curious about why the general knew that Zhao Jun would break out tonight, everyone knew that now was not the time to care about this. The top priority was to block Zhao Jun back.

Night fell, and it was not until late at night that there was some noise from the Zhao army. Soon, countless Zhao troops poured out of the military camp and flowed out in several directions, trying to break through the Qin army's obstruction.

Pushing away the torch beside him, Bai Qi took a step forward. His eyes were emitting a faint white light in the night, but he was not noticed even though he was carrying someone on his back.

Bai Qi suddenly raised his arm, then dropped it heavily, and there was a sound of string control behind him.

"call out!"

The sound of sharp arrows piercing the air reminds me of the sound coming from the darkness, which makes people a little scared.

The next second, there were bursts of screams in the ravine, and for a while, rockets poured down in the direction of Zhao Jun, like rain of arrows, falling one after another.

Zhao Kuo, who was protected by his own soldiers, had a look of horror in his eyes: "Is the Qin Army's arrow array really so powerful!?"

People around him continued to fall. Except for the first round of bows and arrows, which did not carry fire, the subsequent rounds of arrow rain were all rockets. After a while, many people fell in the Zhao army's position.