Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

When she first arrived at the battlefield, she was accompanied by only a few hundred soldiers.

And now, it has risen to several thousand.

Thousands of warhorses galloped like muffled thunder, and the army, like a raging flood, accelerated and crashed into the rear of the enemy forces.

Yan Mengjun fled desperately, but a person's legs could not outrun a galloping horse. In an instant, he was either knocked down or killed by a sharp blade.

The sound of galloping horses echoed in all directions.

With such a large cavalry accompanying him, Xi Heng no longer needed to continue activating his Transformation Realm; he only needed to lead his troops forward and slash at people with his sword.

The charging soldiers will naturally cause widespread slaughter.

The soldiers chased after the enemy, hacking and slashing wildly, growing increasingly excited.

It was these Yanmeng people who wreaked havoc and invaded the northern frontier, causing many families in the northern Zhao region to be destroyed and people to die.

In recent months, the enemy forces in the northern frontier have once again gained the upper hand, and most soldiers have had to hold their ground in the city, suffering wave after wave of attacks from the enemy, making the situation increasingly oppressive.

But today, the situation has finally reversed. They are now riding warhorses, chasing down these northern barbarians to avenge their former comrades and the people of Zhao. Naturally, they are filled with righteous indignation.

Seeing these barbarians die under his sword and spear, the long-standing sense of oppression in his heart immediately dissipated, turning into a feeling of unbridled joy.

The gushing and splashing of blood was a blood debt being repaid in blood.

"Kill! Kill—Kill!"

September of the second year of Taixiao.

Princess Xiheng fought in the northern frontier, and first showed her prowess in the Battle of Qiming City. She fought bravely and was awarded the title of Yiwei Dafu for her military achievements.

Seven days later, he led the vanguard to attack Kezhou City, personally leading the charge and penetrating straight into the enemy lines. He defeated the enemy general in close combat, and then led the main army in pursuit of the enemy for dozens of miles, achieving great merit and fame throughout the land.

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Chapter 109, Ascending the Altar to Appoint Generals

After the war, Xi Heng led the military back to Kezhou.

Having survived another major battle, the soldiers were overjoyed, and the cooks prepared a lavish victory feast to reward them.

The city gates opened, and she led thousands of cavalrymen who had distinguished themselves back, receiving gazes of reverence as if they were saviors.

A significant portion of Zhao Wanli's Northern Frontier Army had participated in the war against Tianliang in the south, and had heard of or even witnessed Xi Heng killing Fang Tiande.

Furthermore, over the past year, the story of Fang Tiande's death has spread throughout the entire Great Zhao, and storytellers in inns and restaurants across the country have even revised it several times.

The Great Zhao princess slew the rebel marshal of Tianliang on the battlefield—this simple description alone was enough to attract the people of Great Zhao to listen.

The storyteller could earn more money by reciting this particular story than by telling other tales of gods, ghosts, and strange phenomena, so he was naturally happy to travel around several villages and towns every day and tell the story several times.

As the story was passed down by word of mouth, it naturally reached the army, and most of the soldiers in the northern frontier had already heard of Xi Heng's name.

Now, the princess, whom they had only heard of in stories, suddenly appeared and brought reinforcements to relieve the enemy's siege of the city.

Everyone in the city, whether civilians or soldiers, was excited.

As a result, wherever Xi Heng went, he was met with reverence and cheers.

But after hearing such calls so many times, it inevitably became annoying, and soon after, she ordered the soldiers behind her to return to their respective military headquarters.

He changed direction and, leading several hundred elite troops from Qiming City, went to the general's mansion in the city to find Zhao Wanli and arrange a place for his soldiers to rest.

The general's mansion was not far away, and Xi Heng walked in without any hindrance. He saw Zhao Wanli receiving treatment from the army doctor inside.

After briefly explaining his demands, General Zhao Wanli ordered his subordinates to reward the soldiers who had come to the rescue of the city. Then, he addressed the princess respectfully, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

Xi Heng accepted the other party's thanks without much concern, and then began to talk about the battle he had just led the army in:

"Today I led my troops for dozens of miles, intending to pursue and wear down the enemy. However, we encountered a large river on the way. The enemy jumped into the river to cross, and the cavalry could no longer keep up. We had no choice but to turn back."

"Today's results are already extremely fruitful." Zhao Wanli was quite satisfied with this.

"Now that the siege of Kezhou has been lifted, our army is no longer trapped and will surely be able to gain the upper hand and gradually launch a counterattack... Your Highness has made such a great contribution and deserves a rich reward."

He took out a gold-rimmed official badge from the drawer beside him and gently pushed it towards him.

The official badge is printed with the words "Wu Yi" and its material details seem to be more refined than those of the Yiwei Dafu badge.

"Did I get promoted?" Xi Heng asked casually, not really caring.

"The Martial Wing Grand Master can lead three thousand elite troops, which is the highest rank I, as the Prince of Zhenbei, can give to a military officer."

Xi Heng had already led several thousand cavalrymen today, and he didn't care much about this empty title. He just picked it up, looked at it once, and then put it back at his waist.

"Although this enemy force has crossed the river and fled, they still maintain a large military presence. After returning to their camp on the other side, they will likely continue to covet Kezhou..." She first made up a reason, then revealed her true purpose:

"Give me three thousand elite soldiers, and I will cross the river and advance eastward to annihilate them. There are no more Transformation Realm experts among this enemy force. I only need to lead my troops to the front of the enemy lines to defeat them."

But Zhao Wanli shook his head and said:

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy. Although Qiming and Kezhou have been defended, the situation in Xingzhou in the north is still difficult... Now that the situation in our region has finally eased, we should go and support our allies."

"However, I have internal injuries and need to rest for a few days. Please, Your Highness, lead the cavalry to aid Xingzhou."

"Okay." Xi Heng just wanted to kill the enemy, and he didn't care which battlefield he went to.

"We'll set off tomorrow," Zhao Wanli said directly.

"So anxious?"

"Kuozhou has already been attacked, and the situation in Xingzhou will surely worsen. Your Highness, please lead the cavalry to its aid first. After I reorganize the military, I will lead the main force to sweep through the surrounding areas and then reinforce Beicheng."

……

The following day, Xi Heng, carrying military orders, led 3,700 cavalrymen out of the city.

The thunderous hooves of the galloping horses thundered like an earthquake as they traveled north along a smooth road.

The next day, they encountered a courier from Xingzhou rushing towards them, carrying a message for help and heading south.

The document stated that Xingzhou was under attack by enemy forces, the city walls were shrouded in black mist, and soldiers from both sides were engaged in close combat, with the sounds of swords clashing constantly filling the air.

Xi Heng then quickened his pace, shortening the rest time for his soldiers by another hour, making it almost a day and night journey.

Four days later, he met another military envoy on the official road.

She initially thought it was another plea for help, but the messenger, upon seeing the reinforcements she had brought, did not relax; instead, his eyes filled with tears…

When the intelligence arrived, Xi Heng unrolled the scroll, read it through, and sighed softly.

"Xingzhou City has been breached by Yan Meng. The enemy army has entered the city and slaughtered indiscriminately. The city is filled with corpses and blood. A large number of civilians, soldiers, and officials have been captured, and countless amounts of money and grain have been looted..."

"After capturing the city, Yan Meng's army did not garrison it. Instead, they set fire to the city and burned Xingzhou to the ground."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Xi Heng's eyes.

She considered herself to have Da Zhao under her control.

They secretly harbored a desire to protect the wealth and people within their territory.

Yan Meng's enemy troops robbed her of her money, grain, and silk.

Anyone who dares to steal from her will surely die.

So even though the mission was ineffective, she had no intention of leading her troops back, only saying briefly:

"Continue north, attack the enemy camp and rescue the prisoners."

The vanguard cavalry continued to accelerate, galloping northward.

……

After another day of marching, Xi Heng encountered a remnant of a defeated friendly force.

Although they outnumbered each other, their morale was nearly gone. The army had no formation and the soldiers had no bearing. Many of them were walking slowly with crutches or carrying sick people on their backs.

She led her troops closer, and only then did the scattered soldiers realize what was happening.

At first, the military thought that the enemy had circled around and the formation became chaotic. There was a mix of drawing swords and shouting in panic, and the soldiers had no idea who to listen to.

Only when they saw the character "Zhao" fluttering on the dark red banners at the head of the cavalry did the army finally calm down.

With such low morale and chaotic command of the soldiers, she only needed to send three hundred soldiers to break through.

Xi Heng shook his head and stepped forward with his deputy general to inquire about the enemy forces and Xingzhou City.

Just as the courier they first encountered had said, Xingzhou City failed to defend against the enemy's black fog ammunition offensive, and the city walls were gradually breached.

Furthermore, the enemy army had a highly skilled martial artist with exceptional agility who was suppressing their own generals.

The enemy's relentless attacks meant that no one could be killed in their assaults, and the soldiers were exhausted.

Eventually, the city walls were captured and the city gates were opened wide.

The four or five thousand demoralized Zhao soldiers in front of them barely managed to escape through the back gate on the other side of the city wall.

They originally numbered in the tens of thousands, including many elite soldiers and generals. However, after a previous counterattack, most of them were lost. Most of the braver elite soldiers had died on the battlefield, and the rest were just ordinary service soldiers who did odd jobs and were not involved in combat.

By now, this defeated army has completely lost its will to fight.

After learning some of the details, Xi Heng pondered for a moment, then declared his name and achievements to the defeated army before him, and asked:

"I intend to launch a counterattack on Yan Meng's camp to rescue the captured soldiers. Are you all willing to come with me?"

"This……"

The general, leading the defeated troops, hesitated, unable to make a decision.

"There's no need to force it. Anyone who is capable and willing to go to the battlefield with me, just step forward." Her voice was calm.

The general then agreed and cooperated by asking the military headquarters who was willing to continue fighting the enemy.

Immediately, many brave soldiers, whose armor was still relatively intact, stepped forward, knelt down, and clasped their hands in greeting, as if they had planned it beforehand.

"We are willing to follow Her Highness the Princess into battle! To rescue our comrades!"

After they left the battle lines, more and more remnants of the defeated army, in an effort to prove they were not cowards, marched out in droves from the ranks.

During this time, Xi Heng's reputation spread throughout the Great Zhao also had some effect, and many soldiers came forward simply because they admired him.

Gradually, nearly half of the defeated troops were under his control, and the rest were mostly just menial soldiers.

Letting the remaining defeated troops go far away, she and several of her lieutenants spent half an hour reorganizing the army.

Gradually, the 3,700 cavalrymen expanded into an army of 6,000.

Although the marching speed has slowed down as a result, Xingzhou City has now been captured, and there is no need to provide support in time.

Xi Heng even gave his soldiers a rest period, allowing them to eat on the spot before continuing their journey.

Along the way, the former Xingzhou soldiers who joined the army marked several enemy camp locations on the map, indicating which one was a supply camp, which one was the enemy's main camp, and which camp was most likely to house prisoners, etc.

Xi Heng and his deputy planned the route and chose the most direct and fastest way to attack the enemy camp.

Calculating the distance, we should be able to reach the enemy camp by nightfall tomorrow, which would be the best time for a surprise attack.

……

As night deepened, the enemy camp came into view.

Tonight, however, it was not as dark as she had hoped; instead, a bright moon hung high in the sky.

The full moon casts its bright light, illuminating the world clearly.

Although the night was bright and not the best time for a surprise attack, Xi Heng was unwilling to waste time and still ordered the military to surround the smaller camp in front of them.

Each unit is arrayed in a circle on the plain, the pattern resembling the Eight Trigrams.

As always, Xi Heng threw a fireball at the enemy camp in front of him.

The booming sound was like the beating of war drums, followed by the roar of ten thousand horses galloping, and shouts of battle suddenly came from all directions of the enemy camp.

Surrounded by enemies on all sides, Yan Meng's enemy forces, caught off guard, were unable to react.

From the moment the attack began, the entire enemy camp headquarters collapsed and was easily defeated.

As Xi Heng led his troops in the charge, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be only five or six hundred enemy soldiers in this enemy camp, most of whom were just menial servants without even armor.

No wonder there were hardly any patrols around the small camp, and they failed to detect her large army approaching.

So Xi Heng spared the lives of several prisoners and interrogated them about where the soldiers who were supposed to be stationed there had gone.

But it turned out that after their army captured Xingzhou City, they only stayed at the camp for one night before heading east to join another army.

The task of the remaining servicemen was to dismantle the camp and transport tents, food, livestock and other supplies to keep up with the main army.

They had only just sent out a convoy of grain carts and hadn't even started dismantling the tents when they were attacked by the Zhao army, which seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. They were all quite at a loss.