Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

The three people standing on the city wall were all stunned as they watched Duan Zhengchun move about as if he were in an empty place.

Duan Zhengchun, alone on horseback, wielding a sharp sword, relentlessly slashed at the enemy and charged straight toward the rear of the Mongol army's chariots, almost unstoppable along the way!

Any enemy who tried to stop him died under the Lingxiao Sword!

"Look! Isn't that Young Hero Yin?!"

"Brother Yin?!"

"Senior brother?!"

Before long, the martial arts heroes who were fighting with the enemy saw Duan Zhengchun disappearing into the distance, and they were all surprised.

"Protect the general!"

Soon, cries of alarm echoed through the Mongol army!

But it was too late. Duan Zhengchun, riding a white horse, rushed to the rear of the enemy army, and with a light touch of his toes, he leaped into the air and easily jumped onto the chariot. Then, he swung out the Lingxiao sword in his hand!

In the blink of an eye, the Mongol general who was directing the battle fell straight backward, his head almost instantly detached from his body and rolled into the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood!

"The general is dead!"

"The general is dead!"

With their commander killed, the Mongol army instantly fell into chaos and soon began to retreat, abandoning their armor and weapons along the way in a sorry state!

Guo Jing led a group of martial arts heroes to cooperate with the heavily damaged Huai'an garrison, not only driving away the remaining enemy forces but also successfully defending Huai'an!

But they all knew that without Duan Zhengchun, they would all likely be dead here today!

That image of a man riding a white horse, alone with a sword, is forever etched in everyone's minds!

After cleaning up the battlefield, Guo Jing led all the heroes of the martial arts world back to Huai'an County, but then discovered that Duan Zhengchun had also disappeared with the retreat of the Mongol army.

"Has anyone seen Senior Brother Yin?!"

"Does anyone know where he is?!"

Lin Zhiyuan looked around and asked everyone who passed by, his face full of worry and panic.

"Rong'er, you've been here the whole time, standing high and seeing far. Did you see where Brother Yin went? Why is he gone?"

Guo Jing quickly arrived at the city wall, looked around, and asked.

Huang Rong shook her head, her expression grave, and said, "I didn't see clearly; it was too chaotic at the time..."

Upon hearing this, both Guo Jing and Lin Zhiyuan frowned.

"Pass the word down: immediately send men to find Brother Yin! We need to find him alive or dead!"

Guo Jing turned to look at Wu Santong and gave a stern command.

Wu Santong agreed and immediately turned to leave.

"Senior Brother Yin is highly skilled in martial arts, he will definitely be alright!"

Lin Zhiyuan clenched his fists and said in a deep voice that he had already sent all his disciples out to search for his senior brother's whereabouts on the battlefield.

Although he said that, he was actually extremely worried. If something happened to Senior Brother Yin, he would not forgive himself and would not be able to go back to explain to his master.

"Brother Jing, perhaps Brother Yin has other matters to attend to!"

"Before he left, he asked me to tell you that after the Mongol army withdraws, you must defend Huai'an County to the death! If the Mongol army does not attack again within seven days, then it will prove that the crisis in Huai'an has been resolved!"

"This means that he had already decided to kill the Mongol general when he said those words! His sudden disappearance now is likely due to other plans!"

Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, then remembered what Duan Zhengchun had left behind before he left, and seemed to suddenly understand something.

Upon hearing Huang Rong's words, Guo Jing and Lin Zhiyuan exchanged a glance and both fell into deep thought.

...

Three days later.

The capital of Mongolia.

Dressed in white, Duan Zhengchun, carrying a sword box on his back, led a white horse slowly through the south gate and strolled through the streets.

Arriving in this capital city, his attire was completely out of place. Both his appearance and clothing seemed to be telling everyone around him that he was an outsider.

Moreover, from the moment he entered the city gate, it seemed that he had been watched, with someone always following him at a distance.

Duan Zhengchun pretended not to have noticed anything, led his horse straight to a restaurant, tied the white horse outside the door, and swaggered inside.

When the waiter saw that Duan Zhengchun was a Han Chinese, he frowned and half of the smile he had been forcing disappeared from his face.

Duan Zhengchun didn't pay any attention and simply took out a gold ingot from his pocket and threw it over.

The waiter's eyes lit up. He took a bite of the gold cake, and immediately beamed as he led Duan Zhengchun upstairs to a quiet spot to sit.

Duan Zhengchun took off the sword case and put it aside. He looked at the endless stream of pedestrians outside the window and frowned slightly.

He envied the people of this capital city compared to Huai'an Prefecture.

It wasn't that he wanted such a peaceful life, but rather that he felt sorrow for the people of the Song Dynasty in the border regions and Huai'an County.

Although they were all from another dynasty to him, he still felt some sympathy for the innocent people on the border of the Song Dynasty.

Before long, the waiter brought all the food and wine to the table. After traveling all day, Duan Zhengchun was indeed a little hungry, so he immediately buried his head in his food.

Night was about to fall, and he had to finish what he needed to do tonight, otherwise the news would not be able to reach the border of the Song Dynasty within seven days.

At the entrance of the alley opposite the restaurant, two suspicious-looking men were hiding in the shadows, observing the restaurant where Duan Zhengchun was.

Duan Zhengchun had just realized that the people monitoring him were not government soldiers, but looked more like江湖人 (jianghu people, people from the martial arts world). It was still unclear whether they were friend or foe.

Duan Zhengchun ate for a long time. After finishing his meal, he found an inn to stay at, and immediately went to sleep, completely ignoring the two people secretly watching him.

...

After the night had fallen and all was quiet.

Duan Zhengchun, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly sat up.

At the same time, two dark figures stood motionless in front of the door, seemingly listening to something.

A cold smile flashed across Duan Zhengchun's lips. He pretended to still be fast asleep and made a few shouts.

The two men fell for the trick and silently entered the guest room, slowly making their way towards the bed.

Because it was dark, the two dared not light any lamps, so the entire guest room was almost pitch black. They walked very slowly, as if afraid of disturbing the "sleeping" Duan Zhengchun.

However, Duan Zhengchun had exceptional eyesight and had already seen everything.

After groping around for a long time, the two finally arrived at the bedside. They then slowly pulled out two daggers from their waists, found the head of the bed, and quietly extended the daggers over.

"I am here."

However, right there in the room, Duan Zhengchun, who was huddled at the foot of the bed, suddenly spoke.

As soon as the words were spoken, the two men were startled and staggered. Without even looking closely, they turned and fled towards the door!

Duan Zhengchun snorted coldly, and in a flash, he was already blocking the doorway like a ghost. With his right hand, his five fingers formed a claw, and he directly snapped the neck of one of the people!

Since the other party infiltrated with a dagger, they must not be a friend!

The remaining man panicked instantly and thrust out his dagger with all his might! But his arm was only halfway out when he could no longer move!

Duan Zhengchun has sealed his acupoints!

Immediately afterwards, a bright light appeared, illuminating the entire guest room, and Duan Zhengchun had already lit the candlesticks on the table.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

As Duan Zhengchun sat down, he asked a question casually.

The man's lips trembled slightly. He hesitated, opened his mouth, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

However, since he had his back to Duan Zhengchun, he couldn't see what Duan Zhengchun was doing at all. An invisible fear kept assaulting him, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

"I won't ask a third time; this is your last chance."

Duan Zhengchun picked up the wine gourd on the table, tilted his head back and took a sip to sober up, then spoke again.

"We are retainers of Prince Kublai Khan, and our duty is to secretly guard the safety of the capital. From the moment you entered the capital, we knew you were no ordinary person..."

Unable to bear the fear in his heart any longer, the man had no choice but to confess the truth.

Upon hearing this answer, Duan Zhengchun couldn't help but sneer. It turned out that these two were neither enemies nor friends; they had just happened to meet.

"Who exactly are you? And why have you come to the capital of Mongolia?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then asked in a trembling voice.

Duan Zhengchun remained silent, glanced at the half-open door, calculated the time, put away his wine gourd, slung his sword case over his shoulder, and got up to leave...