Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 813 Hut

"Yes, my lord!"

Mr. Zhong replied in a deep voice. Despite enduring numerous hardships, he now felt a sense of excitement and respect in his heart.

Twenty years had passed, yet Lord Chu remained firm in his original intentions. He was a resolute man who carried the livelihoods of millions on his shoulders.

"Furthermore, I heard that a portion of Qin Shihuang's North Wolf Army cavalry has returned to Yenching for rest and reorganization, right?" Chu Tianxiong asked calmly.

"Yes, there are eight thousand North Wolf Army cavalry who have withdrawn from the battlefield and are currently on rotation. However, General Qin is still stationed on the northern border. He hasn't left for thirty years." NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Mr. Zhong couldn't help but express his admiration.

Qin Shihuang, the military theater commander of Donghua's northern border, was also one of the three God of War titles bestowed by Donghua, known as the "God of War." He possessed the longest tenure and highest seniority. For thirty years, he had remained on the freezing northern border, acting as a stabilizing force for Donghua.

Simultaneously, he served as Chu Feng's teacher and marshal during his enlistment in the army, playing a role akin to that of a father.

The North Wolf Army cavalry he led had achieved countless military merits, instilling fear in all directions, and was hailed as the "King of Cavalry".

Xi Xia's proudest cavalry tactics had learned extensively from Qin Shihuang's North Wolf Army cavalry. It could be said that, in terms of cavalry warfare, the North Wolf Cavalry was the progenitor

of all cavalry.

Chu Tianxiong spoke in a deep voice, "Mobilize all the cavalry and immediately reinforce the Xi Ye Dragon Soul Army. I will communicate with General Qin."

"Xi Xia is in dire straits and desperate. They will likely call upon that individual."

"For Chu Feng, this will be a formidable battle. This individual is likely more formidable than any enemy he has encountered."

Mr. Zhong's eyes widened in disbelief!

Although Chu Feng was young, he was a fierce general who had experienced numerous battles. He lived up to his title as the God of War. It was earned through countless tough battles and a pile of enemy corpses!

Yet, the person Lord Chu mentioned was actually stronger than all the enemies Chu Feng had encountered.

Since when did Xi Xia possess such a formidable figure?

"My lord, who are you referring to?" Mr. Zhong asked in astonishment.

Chu Tianxiong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering. "The God of War of the Six Nations, Jiang Wanjun!"

Mr. Zhong's pupils contracted instantly, and he was filled with shock.

Jiang Wanjun, the unbeatable God of War whom the six sovereigns revere as the "Father of the Nation," is the person who is wearing the Six Nations seal.

"He's still alive? He must be over a hundred years old by now.

Mr. Zhong couldn't help but gasp, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Jiang Wanjun was a legendary figure, a mythical character. He had remained undefeated on the battlefield throughout his life and was eventually honored as the God of War by six nations, earning the title of "Father of the Nation".

Even Chu Tianxiong, who had conquered seventeen countries and shocked the world, was nothing more than a junior in front of him.

Jiang Wanjun had retired twenty years ago, and some claimed he had succumbed to his injuries and died long ago.

Others asserted that he had secluded himself and was no longer concerned with worldly affairs.

But it turns out that Jiang Wanjun had actually retreated to Xi Xia!

No wonder Xi Xia, in just a few short years, had significantly increased its military strength and produced numerous renowned generals.

No wonder the Xi Xia royal family was so arrogant and provocative toward Donghua.

Because behind them stood the God of War of the Six Nations, Jiang Wanjun!

Mr. Zhong couldn't help but feel a mix of fear and excitement as he looked toward Xi Ye. "Master Feng, this battle won't be easy!"

Meanwhile, in the capital of Xi Xia, in a serene and picturesque area resembling a fairyland,

In front of a simple hut.

Suddenly, hundreds of bulletproof luxury cars worth millions of dollars flooded into this peaceful mountainous region. Accompanying them were over ten thousand fully armed soldiers, as well as Xi

Xia cavalry riding tall horses and wielding curved blades.