Netherworld Retrograde

78: Chapter 36 Wolf Vanquisher of Juxu 78: Chapter 36 Wolf Vanquisher of Juxu As Li Yelai wiped his face again, the Overlord Face dissipated, and his Heavy Pupil merged and amalgamated.

Intricate patterns and colors began to gradually fill in.

At the same time, Li Yelai felt as if time had slowed down by countless folds, or perhaps his thinking ability had accelerated by thousands of times.

Countless arrows fell slowly, yet he saw another vision.

In the vision, a young general walked into the tent and clasped his fist toward the middle-aged general, “Uncle, I’m off to catch a tongue!”

The young general was strikingly handsome but excessively youthful.

A tinge of greenness was still visible on his face, along with the resoluteness expected of a soldier.

And the so-called ‘tongue’ was in fact the opposing army’s personnel, a means to obtain related military intelligence.

The middle-aged general glanced at him, seeming to think little of the danger, and nodded slightly, “Call me general, and don’t go too far.”

“Thank you, Great General!” The young general smiled and left the tent.

With his troops, he cheerfully departed the camp.

Then, the scene shifted.

The young general, leading eight hundred cavalry, traveled day and night across the desert.

Like lightning, they burst into the enemy’s midst.

At that moment, looking at the vast expanse of the enemy camp in the distance, he couldn’t help but smile, “How many are they?”

“Merely forty thousand!” a cavalryman replied.

“How many are we?” the young general asked again.

“A full eight hundred!” the cavalryman answered again.

“Good, the advantage is ours!” The young general laughed loudly, spurred his horse, and charged ahead, leading by example, “Charge with me!”

That night, the eight hundred Iron Cavalry broke through the Xiongnu camp, slaying two thousand in formation and capturing countless enemy leaders.

The scene shifted once more.

The young general led a large army on an expedition to the Northern Desert, repeatedly breaking through forces several times their size, including King of the Xiongnu and King Xiu Tu.

Upon returning to the court after the campaign, encountering an ambush from two other kings, he killed them effortlessly.

The Records state, “He crossed five king’s lands.

His army’s support and the masses did not falter, and they nearly captured the Son of Heaven.

After battling for six days, they traversed over a thousand miles past Yan Zhi Mountain, engaged in close combat, fought severely at Gaolan, killed the Zhe Lan King, beheaded Marquis King Lu, and executed all in armor.”

Who knows how much time had passed.

Li Yelai witnessed the young general’s thousand-mile campaigns in his vision, where he remained undefeated.

He also witnessed the young general standing on Juxu Mountain, holding a sacrificial ceremony to heaven and earth to honor the fallen soldiers!

On that very night.

The young general stood on Juxu Mountain, watching the meteors streak across the night sky.

From dazzling brilliance to downfall, akin to the lifespan of a human being.

The young general exhaled slowly, “Hurry, I don’t have much time left…”

In the last moments, he seemed to have seen Li Yelai, and after the shock, a warm smile spread across his face.

…

As the vision ended, a second Face appeared on Li Yelai’s face.

It was a golden base, with black eyebrows and red eyes, a splintered floral Face.

Following that, an aura that made all the Zhe Lan Iron Cavalry feel fear emerged.

Unlike the coercive fear of the Doll’s curse, this was fear and deterrence seeping into their memories!

Merely hearing that being’s name was enough to make them tremble in terror.

The Zhe Lan King furrowed his brows, not understanding the source of this sensation, but an inexplicable fear spread across his heart.

He seemed to see a dreadful existence from deep within his ancestral memories.

But why?

This human was indeed strong, but suppressed by a rain of arrows, he should be easily shot down.

So why did he feel this fear?

The next second, the Zhe Lan King heard it.

Amidst the rain of arrows, a laugh that unsettled him sounded.

“Hahaha…” Li Yelai laughed loudly, “Zhe Lan King, let’s revisit the past, shall we?”

Li Yelai was naturally aware of the young general’s identity!

He peaked at his debut, placing himself on the monument of his people in an incredibly short time.

He was the progenitor of blitz warfare, six days of continuous combat over two thousand miles, unconquerable in attack and invincible in battle!

He was unsurpassed among the troops, a genius military star who defined the name of Champion for future generations!

He was the Wolf Vanquisher of Juxu, attaining the highest honor pursued by warriors across dynasties!

At that moment, that brand-new power surged within Li Yelai.

Amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the shadows of numerous fallen cavalry began to move on their own.

Like rivulets merging into the sea, they poured into the shadow of Li Yelai.

Zhe Lan Iron Cavalry?

Merely defeated underlings!

The Zhe Lan King finally awoke from his unease, an endless sense of fear overwhelming him.

He remembered the battlefield from thousands of years ago.

The weary forces he presumed he faced exhibited terrifying, inhuman fighting strength.

Among them, a young general led a group of cavalry, carving straight through his military formation!

Finally, when they shot a rain of arrows and killed the young general’s warhorse.

The outcome got even worse; he ran faster than the horse, no, faster than the arrows!

A First Ring knife severed his head and kicked it around like a ball!

That was…

“Champion Marquis!” the Zhe Lan King finally uttered the being’s name, releasing a scream of extreme terror, “I died, and you still won’t let me be!”

Indeed, that young hero was the Great Han Champion Marquis, the Wolf Vanquisher of Juxu, Huo Qubing!

The Zhe Lan King was one of the two kings casually killed by Huo Qubing on his return to the court.

Feeling that power returning to the world, how could the Zhe Lan King not be startled?

“Shoot him, shoot him down!

Everyone, fire!

There’s only one of him!” In his panic, he ordered his Eagle Shooters to shoot!

This was his last act of courage, the enemy was just one man, without his thousands of troops.

His own army had already received the enhancement of God’s Whip.

Spiritual Energy was stronger than ever before!

He must win, he must have his revenge!

Thus, seven Iron Armor Knights raised their bows and loosed Heavy Arrows simultaneously.

They were the Zhe Lan King’s most elite Eagle Shooters, launching Heavy Arrows endowed with the Spiritual Energy of God’s Whip, the might of which was terrifying!