Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

The guards slowly advanced, all clad in black armor, like black dragons pressing down on you, making it hard to breathe.

After the guards approached, He Zuowen dismounted and saluted the general in front of him.

"This humble official has met General Tie. May I ask where General Tie has gone?"

Zheng Qian's pupils contracted sharply. Iron General?

Could it be Tie Jian, the commander of the 100,000-strong guard?

Zheng Qian had heard a great deal about Tie Jian recently, and today was the first time he had met him in person. The people around him were also shocked and started discussing it.

"So he is Tie Jian, the commander of the 100,000-strong guard. He is so tall and mighty. His black armor is so beautiful. I like it so much. Will he take a liking to me?"

"You idiot, Lord Tie's warhorse is perfect for you. Go play with his warhorse tonight, you'll have a blast."

"I heard that Lord Tie Jian has reached the peak of the Blood Refining Realm. He once led 500 men to repel 30,000 Zhao soldiers. He is a true war god in the army."

"You don't understand. His Iron Rock Divine Skill makes him invulnerable to swords and spears. He is among the most powerful people in Wuyan Kingdom."

Between the two sides, He Zuowen and Tie Jian were still talking.

"Where to go? The safety of Yan City is under my responsibility. Where do you think I'm going?" Tie Jian looked down at He Zuowen with disdain and a mocking sneer on his lips.

He Zuowen and Zheng Qian both had the same thought in mind: the guards were there to cause them trouble.

He Zuowen, a seasoned official, smiled and bowed again, saying, "General Tie is the guardian of Yan City. With the general around, we can work and live in peace. It's all thanks to the general."

He Zuowen bowed again, giving Tie Jian ample face, and said, "General Tie, you should go first wherever you want to go. I will definitely pay you a visit to express my gratitude in the future!"

"The future? When is the future?" Tie Jian, still on his horse, sneered and continued, "I received a secret report that the Shengshi Huazhang Chamber of Commerce was colluding with foreign traitors. Today, all of them will be arrested and brought to justice. Those who resist will be killed without mercy."

He Zuowen's smile remained unchanged. "General Tie, you are wise. The Fourth Prince owns shares in the Shengshi Huazhang Chamber of Commerce. How could we possibly collude with foreign traitors? I will definitely visit you with generous gifts another day. I hope you will investigate thoroughly."

"Insolence!" Tie Jian roared, his voice deep and penetrating. Blood immediately flowed from He Zuowen's nose and ears, and his internal organs were injured by the sound waves.

Just as Zheng Qian was about to make a move, he saw He Zuowen wave his hand behind his back, signaling him not to act impulsively.

Tie Jian coldly questioned He Zuowen, "This general received a secret report to capture foreign traitors, and you, a mere garrison commander, dare to question me here? Do you doubt this general? You brought lavish gifts to visit me; are you trying to bribe this general?"

"I am a ninth-rank official, and the Chamber of Commerce bears the seal of the agreement for the Fourth Prince's investment. General Tie wants to arrest the members of the Chamber of Commerce. Fine, please show us the arrest warrant. We will not resist and will cooperate with you in the investigation." He Zuowen spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, his eyes fixed on Tie Jian.

Having reached this point, He Zuowen would no longer use kind words and demanded that Tie Jian produce the necessary documents according to procedure.

The Emperor has not attended court for five months. He Zuowen does not believe that the Emperor would issue a warrant for the arrest of the Shengshi Huazhang Chamber of Commerce. This must be a conspiracy by some important figure who asked Tie Jian to deal with the Chamber of Commerce.

"Documents?" Tie Jian laughed. "This general doesn't need documents to capture a few foreign thieves. And you, a mere clerk, a criminal who lost his place in the county, dare to question this general? You're courting death."

After saying that, Tie Jian raised his giant axe and struck He Zuowen on the back. He Zuowen immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground, his life hanging in the balance.

"Guards, seize He Zuowen!"

Two soldiers ran out, grabbed He Zuowen, and headed towards the rear of the demobilized troops.

Everything happened so suddenly that Zheng Qian didn't have time to stop it before He Zuowen was arrested and taken to the guards.

Zheng Qian retreated to a food truck, reached under the truck to grasp the heavy sword, and prepared to rescue He Zuowen.

Tie Jian stared at the caravan, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent. He swung his giant axe and shouted, "Arrest them all! Those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

"kill."

The guards surged in like a tide; instead of arresting people, they directly slashed with their broadswords.

"Murder! Run!"

"The guards are on their way, leaving nothing but desolation. Move quickly!"

"I don't need the stall anymore. As long as I'm alive, I'll make something else."

"The guards are killing people in the street! Brothers, let's fight!"

The caravan was led by armed men, an arrangement made by the merchant guild. They had anticipated troublemakers, but they hadn't expected the guards to be involved.

The West District has a very large influence. They are not afraid of anyone unless their regular army goes out. Moreover, with the Fourth Prince's investment in the Chamber of Commerce, they are even less afraid.

The bigwigs in the chamber of commerce had intricate connections with the palace and various officials, so they were not afraid to confront the guards and fight to the death.

Clang.

Zheng Qian drew his heavy sword to guard his heart and joined the battle. In an instant, shouts of battle rose from all sides, and the onlookers all fled, leaving the scene in chaos.

Zheng Qian was very anxious. Since they were being intercepted by the guards, the other two caravans would definitely also intervene. He had to rescue He Zuowen and then support the other two caravans.

The skilled fighters in front were not afraid of the guards when fighting alone, but when the guards attacked in organized groups, they could not stop them.

The guards' attack and defense were well-organized, and the experts in front were forced to retreat repeatedly, completely unable to resist.

Just as they were preparing to retreat and run away, a figure leaped out from behind the caravan, like a tiger descending a mountain, and charged into the densely packed guards.

swoosh...

With a flash of sword light, dozens of guards died instantly.

They were standing so close together that there was no room to hide.

Zheng Qian is not afraid of fighting in groups, nor is he afraid of the enemy having more people. As long as he kills fast enough, he will never run out of stamina.

"Zheng Qian, how dare you charge into our army's formation alone? You're practically courting death!"

Tie Jian, clad in black armor and wielding a giant axe, stood like a towering mountain blocking Zheng Qian's path. His voice boomed like thunder, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

"Ha, just a mere guard, what is there to fear?"

Zheng Qian sneered, and suddenly swung his heavy sword, Guarding the Heart, unleashing a sharp sword beam that ripped through the sky, heading straight for Tie Jian. Tie Jian swung his giant axe, colliding with the sword beam with a deafening roar. The sword energy and axe wind intertwined, forming a violent airflow that sent the surrounding guards staggering about.

However, Zheng Qian did not pause for a moment. He flashed, becoming a blur, and instantly passed through the gap in the airflow, rushing straight at Tie Jian. Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Tie Jian's eyes, but he quickly steadied himself and swung his giant axe again, colliding fiercely with Zheng Qian's heavy sword, Shou Xin.

Ding.

Sparks flew as Tie Jian's giant axe was cleaved in two by the heavy sword Shou Xin. The force of the blow traveled from Tie Jian's hands to his body, sending him flying off his horse. He stumbled back five steps before regaining his footing.

"Such powerful strength! No wonder you are called the God of Slaughter of the Northern Gate." Tie Jian stared at Zheng Qian and roared, "You are qualified to witness the divine skill passed down through generations of my family, the Rock Iron Divine Skill."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flush of blood flashed across Tie Jian's face, and his aura suddenly increased as he strode towards Zheng Qian.

Tie Jian was surrounded by a dense axe shadow, like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, instantly engulfing Zheng Qian in the axe shadow, from within the axe shadow came Tie Jian's angry roar.

"Axe Shadow Avalanche".