Peace Order-Chapter 1619 - 35: Martial Arts Legend, Supreme Slayer

Chapter 1619: Chapter 35: Martial Arts Legend, Supreme Slayer

As for the sinister and bizarre tactics among them.

It was selected by Siming himself, who then dealt with it personally.

At this moment, the army is leaving the Turkic territory, first resupplying at Xiyi City, and then moving to the Seventh Prince’s territory. But now, the marching speed is not fast — Li Guanyi fully promoted the excellent tradition of the Qilin Army, taking off all that Scale Armor from the Iron Futu.

This is Iron Futu heavy armor.

In terms of material and forging technique, it represents the pinnacle of contemporary heavy cavalry.

Three thousand sets of armor, if it weren’t for this era being a time of extraordinary manifestation, a flourishing of Martial Arts, these three thousand sets could almost start a rebellion, not just these armors, before leaving, His Highness Prince Qin personally collected all the scales scattered from the Ancient Red Dragon.

A single scale is eight feet to ten feet large, even fragments can be used as shields.

This is a dragon scale!

The Ancient Red Dragon’s scales, the first auspicious dragon scale!

And it’s freshly fallen, newly produced. Mr. Lei and Gongsun Huaizhi have always coveted these dragon scales and blood, salivating over them, but never dared to speak up, and even if they did, it was useless. This time, Li Guanyi didn’t let it go.

Even the spots where dragon blood dripped weren’t overlooked.

Not to mention plants and trees smeared with dragon blood.

Even the ground surface was shoveled.

Take it away, take it away!

Ours, ours, all ours!

The Ancient Red Dragon looked on with a strange expression, while Prince Qin calmly said:

"Isn’t this to avoid waste? My admiration for the Lord of Red Flames, Candle Dragon Swallowing Sun Venerable, is like river water — unending. I collect these so that my Qilin Army will reverently understand you."

Qilin: "..."

Ancient Red Dragon: "..."

Prince Qin continued: "Of course, these belong to you, Ancient Red Dragon, senior."

"If you insist on taking them back, I won’t refuse, right."

"So, do you really want them?"

The Ancient Red Dragon watched Prince Qin Li Guanyi holding tightly to this giant dragon scale, seeing the look on this kid’s face — ’if you really want it, I’ll give it to you’ — yet his hand was gripping so hard that the veins were visible.

Fierce black-red flames twisted and spiraled on his fingers like iron and fire.

The dragon almost heard the sound of his scales being crushed,

The Ancient Red Dragon saw an old friend in Li Guanyi, though it seemed these two friends had become one, one with a temperament like that Ranger overlord, the Ancient Red Dragon sighed, have I fought too little recently?

I actually have such dreams.

Finally, he could only say: "If you really want it, just take it."

"No need to return it, it looks shabby."

Prince Qin happily thanked him, then said: "Do the other scales on your body look shabby too, senior?"

The Ancient Red Dragon was amused.

Even knowing Li Guanyi was joking, he still cursed:

"Brat!!!"

Only Murong Longtu laughed heartily.

On the way back, they encountered no obstacles, and Li Guanyi and Li Zhaowen, leading the army, returned to outside Xiyi City, stored all the spoils, and left troops and horses to help Li Zhaowen prepare for possible future changes.

Prince Qin and the Turkic Great Khan fought within Turkic territory, and Xiyi City’s City Lord, Duke Li Zhaowen, also arrived there as reinforcements. This matter could not be hidden.

Li Guanyi said: "Although the strategy was successfully completed with the original goal, I’m afraid Jiang Wanxiang and Chen Dingye have already learned about Xiyi City’s choice."

Li Zhaowen smiled: "Would His Highness Prince Qin still care about such matters?"

Li Guanyi said freely: "Care, naturally care. If it went smoothly, I’d hope to settle things without twists, but things never go so smoothly in this world."

"The situation in the world has reached this point, and it’s only a matter of exchange."

"We used the cost of [exposing Xiyi City’s affiliation], and if we successfully turn the Seventh Prince Ashina, leaving behind the prairie fame of the First Divine Shooter Muzhahe, it’s already a hugely profitable deal."

"Moreover, that Great Khan has left behind three fingers, breaking the nation’s grand momentum."

"It’s just a pity, we only brought forty thousand troops."

Li Guanyi was also a bit upset, saying: "The troops were too few!"

Li Zhaowen winked, elbowed Li Guanyi in the waist, and laughed: "Never satisfied, Qin Wang, how can you talk so frankly?! Hahaha, however, I think you and that Great Khan are becoming more in tune!"

Li Guanyi replied: "What makes you say that?!"

Li Zhaowen pointed at Li Guanyi, slyly smiling and saying: "If my guess is not wrong, that guy must be regretting now, feeling he brought too few troops!"

"Especially, haha, when he returns to find his Iron Futu’s man’s armor peeled off cleanly, even the horses killed for meat, hahaha, how frugal you are!"

Li Zhaowen couldn’t help but laugh, pounding his fist on Li Guanyi’s shoulder.

Boom!!!

A punch joking of Eighth Layer Heaven.

The surrounding air quaked, rippling with a layer of energy wave.

Changsun Wuchou, who was planning to report military intelligence: "..."

Drew in two breaths.

Backing off, hiding behind the corridor.

Is this a fight?! Or a duel?

The atmosphere is still so good.

This is the energy that would make ordinary grandmasters spit blood, but Prince Qin was calm as he said: "Since he came, I won’t hold back, comrades go back, leave the enemy behind."