Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 305 - 293 Capturing Tu Alar Alive

Tu Alar’s figure trembled and swayed, his gait faltering.

At this moment, he did not resemble a Golden Core Realm Martial Dao Master; instead, he seemed like an old man without any cultivation, his physical strength exhausted, his life on the verge of withering.

He took one step after another out of the tent.

The soldiers of Great Qian immediately rushed over and encircled him.

"Are you Tu Alar?"

Zhao Danchen pointed at Tu Alar and asked.

"It is I..." Tu Alar slowly nodded: "I want to know, who exactly is your military strategist!"

He looked towards Zhao Danchen.

"Military strategist?"

Zhao Danchen glanced at Guo Ziyi, but the next moment he understood what the other meant.

"The one commanding the Great Qian Army to turn the tide of battle is this man, our Qin Qing, General Qin!"

Zhao Danchen pointed to Qin Qing.

"Qin Qing, General Qin?"

Tu Alar lifted his head to look in the direction Zhao Danchen was pointing.

But he did not see the strategist he had imagined; he only saw a young man, one who seemed too young to be believed.

"Is it him?"

Tu Alar gazed incredulously at Qin Qing.

"That’s right! It is indeed him, your Northern Yuan Army has been defeated by the hands of General Qin!" Wei Huo waved his long spear and pointed at Tu Alar.

"Incredible..."

"Incredible indeed!"

Tu Alar shook his head, seemingly unable to accept the reality before his eyes.

"A heaven-sent prodigy!"

"This is truly a heaven-sent prodigy... Oh, King, Great Qian has such a talent. Our Northern Yuan, from now on— is in peril!"

Tu Alar turned around, looking back over his shoulder, across the vast Great Desert, beyond the mountains and rivers, where lay his homeland, the land he dearly loved, the friends he well knew...

But now, he could not return.

And...

With such a heaven-sent prodigy in Great Qian, it was imaginable that in not too many years, Northern Yuan might be trampled by the iron cavalry of Great Qian.

He shed tears.

These tears were for the longing for his homeland.

And for the deep worry for Northern Yuan’s future...

Then, he drew his sword from his waist, ready to take his own life in front of the tent.

But Qin Qing’s action was a step faster than his.

In Qin Qing’s hand, the Azure Dragon Spear had already thrust out.

Seeing this scene, Tu Alar’s heart surged with joy.

He had intended to fall on his own sword here; he did not wish to be captured, so he preferred to die at Mohe Pass.

But at this moment, he actually saw the young military strategist opposite him thrusting forward with his long spear.

If he was not mistaken, this young man... should only be in the Divine Might Realm.

The Divine Might Realm, even if you are a heaven-sent military prodigy, what of it?

Tu Alar had absolute confidence in his heart that as soon as Qin Qing came close, he would be able to kill Qin Qing outright!

If he could kill this prodigy, who was a huge threat to Northern Yuan’s future before taking his own life, Tu Alar would be willing to die.

"Die!"

"To kill you alone would mean victory in this war!"

In Tu Alar’s heart, Qin Qing at this time was worth an entire army of a million.

If... given another chance.

If he could trade an army of a million for the life of this young military strategist, then Tu Alar would still decide without hesitation.

And at this moment, what appeared before him was undoubtedly a great opportunity!

Tu Alar’s sword suddenly turned to stab towards Qin Qing.

"General Qin, be careful!"

From behind, many soldiers shouted in unison.

However, Qin Qing remained determined, unstoppable.

"Release your grip!"

Qin Qing’s Martial Soul manifested, his spiritual power surging throughout his body, the Azure Dragon Spear in his hand instantly whirling out.

"Ding!"

The spear and Tu Alar’s sword collided.

Instantly, Tu Alar’s entire arm shook violently, and his hand, pained in the tiger’s mouth, let the sword fly right out.

Then, with a slap of the Azure Dragon Spear in his hand, Qin Qing smashed it onto Tu Alar’s shoulder.

Tu Alar was pressed to his knees on the ground by the long spear in Qin Qing’s hand!

"This..."

All witnesses to this scene were dumbstruck.

Tu Alar’s eyes were wide with disbelief.

"How... How is this possible? How old are you?"

"At such a young age, not only do you possess a heaven-sent genius in the military realm, but your own cultivation strength has even reached the level of a Golden Core True Person..."

At this moment, Tu Alar felt utterly defeated.

"Tu Alar, you’ve caused the death of so many Great Qian soldiers on the battlefield, do you think you can just end your life here and now? Do you think that’s possible?" Qin Qing looked coldly at Tu Alar and commanded, "Bring forth the man, take the Northern Yuan strategist Tu Alar into custody, guard him well, and do not give him any chance to end his life!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, two generals stepped forward to take Tu Alar into custody.

To cripple Tu Alar’s dantian and seal the meridians in his body.

Thus... it would be nearly impossible for Tu Alar to end his own life!

Afterwards, a group of soldiers rushed into the Northern Yuan camp.

Inside the Northern Yuan camp, there were scattered surrenders.

And Tu Longsuo had already taken his own life within his tent.

This war had finally come to an end!

The ultimate outcome was a comprehensive victory for the Northern Pass army of Great Qian.

...

The battlefield began to be cleared.

Qin Qing stood on a distant cliff, watching over the expanse of the battlefield from afar.

The war had subsided, but the aftermath was still burning.

Wherever the eye could reach, devastation abounded, bodies strewn everywhere, blood staining the earth.

Such is the cruelty of war.

Qin Qing sighed softly.

After all, he was still very young, and this was the first time he truly experienced war, and as a leader no less.

"If possible... I truly wish there was no war in the world!"

But...

Qin Qing knew that war could never be eradicated from this world.

War is the norm, where there are people, there will be war.

Only with great strength can one dominate the victory of war, and truly hold the right to speak.

Therefore—

For a martial artist, it is most important to enhance one’s cultivation, and for a country, it is to grow the national strength!

"General Qin, let’s go!"

Next to Qin Qing stood Zhao Danchen, Guo Ziyi, and other generals.

At this moment... everyone’s gaze towards Qin Qing was filled with nothing but reverence.

No longer would anyone dare to belittle him based on his age.

Even... no one would care about Qin Qing’s age anymore...

"Let’s go. Back to the Northern Pass camp!" Qin Qing nodded.

The war had come quickly and left just as swiftly.

This is the world of martial artists.

When he returned to the Northern Pass camp, Zhao Tianyin was already waiting outside the camp to receive him.

"Qin Qing!"

Upon seeing Qin Qing, Zhao Tianyin’s eyes shone brightly; he had already generally understood the whole process of the battle at Mohe Pass.

He also knew that it was thanks to Qin Qing that the battle situation was reversed at the last moment, turning defeat into victory.

"Not bad at all, you lad!" Zhao Tianyin punched Qin Qing in the chest. He had always admired Qin Qing but did not expect that he would shine so quickly on the battlefield.

He had never imagined that Qin Qing could perform so impressively in strategic deployment and battle array control.

This was a true heaven-sent genius.

"Qin Qing... stay with me, help me. With your heaven-sent talents, along with my Jinyin Army, wouldn’t we level the surrounding countries? Stay, let’s conquer territories together, let’s achieve great things together!" Zhao Tianyin looked at Qin Qing with fervent eyes.