Witch Wind

Chapter 73: Night Attack
at dusk.

South of Jieshi, in the grove.

Brocade curtains, a large cowhide tent, and rosewood tables and chairs, with seafood and land delicacies on display.

The freshest fruits, the most exquisite desserts, all kinds of the most precious ingredients from the water, sky, land and mountains, are cooked by the imperial chefs in the palace to make them fragrant.

The flying dragons in the forests of Northeast China, the porpoises in the rivers, the four-gilled perch, the three-foot shad, the skirt of a century-old turtle, the lips of a white-lipped orangutan. Other foods such as pangolins, civets, bear paws, tiger penises, deer fetuses, leopard tongues, and all kinds of food would have been extremely punishable in the previous life.

Xing Tianli sat at the end of the table, saying nothing, just eating meat and drinking wine.

Zhao Qingqi and Princess Yihe sat in the main seats, looking at Peter Qiao, Greenman and other high-ranking officials of the consulate with the eyes of a wealthy man in Beijing looking at a country bumpkin. In fact, with Peter Qiao and Greenman's status, they were a little embarrassed to eat such luxurious delicacies.

However, Augustus, Dis, and a dozen other men and women with blond hair and gold eyes, or blond hair and red eyes, were sitting around the table, looking at these delicacies, each of them in a state of near stupor.

Xing Tianli noticed that Augustus and Dis, a plenipotentiary envoy of the Kingdom of Ingish and a special archbishop wearing a golden robe in the Church of the Virgin Mary, were two people who made Xing Tianli fearful regardless of their character, methods and strength. They seemed to be frightened.

Well, when these delicacies were served, there were two pretty girls who were the favorites of Princess Yihe, standing by and introducing in vivid detail the ingredients used in these delicacies, which cuisines and techniques were used, and how complicated the processes were to prepare them into the supreme delicacies.

Augustus and Dis were obviously frightened by the ingredients.

With a slightly trembling hand, he picked up a piece of rich and mellow skirt edge and put it in his mouth to chew vigorously for a while. Di Si swallowed the delicious food with waves of rich fragrance exploding in his mouth with difficulty, raised his head and faced the two distinguished women sitting in the main seat.

"Your Highnesses, the raw material used in this dish is from a turtle that has a lifespan of more than a hundred years, right?" Di Si's scarlet eyes shone with a faint light, and he asked in a deep voice, "Really, has it lived for a hundred years?"

Princess Yihe smiled, raised her exquisite wine glass, and said calmly, "It's actually a 300-year-old turtle. For today's banquet, the people below have done some hard work. However, my Great Jade Dynasty has the only territory of China, which is vast and rich in resources. A 300-year-old turtle is not a rare item."

Augustus and Di's eyes flickered as they looked at their blond colleagues. They lowered their heads and said no more words. Instead, like starving ghosts, they launched a frantic attack on the food in front of them.

The way he eats is a bit ugly, even uglier than Joe Peter, Greenman and others.

Zhao Qingqi and Princess Yihe smiled, looking very proud and arrogant, as if they had won a victory.

Xing Tianli sighed in his heart - people are shocked by your extravagance and waste, not by the vastness of the land of China. You two big-breasted and brainless girls are showing off your wealth in front of a group of bandits. Are you crazy?

Well, take a closer look!

You two stupid women, it’s okay that you don’t have brains, but you don’t even have breasts. Your lives are such a failure!
After coughing lightly, Xing Tianli said in a deep voice: "Mr. Augustus, Mr. Disi, you seem to be somewhat dissatisfied with the choice of these ingredients? Is it because they are too cruel?"

Augustus was completely shocked by the profound food culture of China. With greasy food stains all over his mouth, he looked up blankly and said in a deep voice, "It's more than just cruel. A wild animal with a natural lifespan of 300 years is used as food? This is an unforgivable crime."

Di Si said in a deep voice: "You, the spoiled children of nature, don't understand the difficulties of the end of the world at all!"

Xing Tianli shut his mouth obediently.

Augustus and Disi were in shock, but the information they revealed in just two sentences was enough - 'end of the world'?
Haha, this word is even more frightening than the 'Dharma Ending Age'.

But as for Zhao Qingxuan and Princess Yihe, they seemed to have no idea about this at all. They just smiled, occasionally picked up the chopsticks, and casually tapped the dishes with their chopsticks. The delicious food in front of them was basically untouched.

They are smiling and their faces are radiant.

They were extremely intoxicated by the sight of Augustus, Emperor and others wolfing down their food; their vanity was greatly satisfied!

"You are committing a sin and courting death!" Xing Tianli lowered his head and ate without restraint.

It would be a waste not to eat such good things.

In his previous life, even though he, Xing Tianli, was a celestial being, he was not able to eat so many delicious foods!

Just like this wild turtle that has lived for three hundred years, tut tut, let alone a celestial being, even if you were a Golden Immortal in your previous life, you couldn’t eat it. Artificially raised, fattened with hormones, and antibiotics that exceed the standard by 30 to 50 times, it can be fattened to 50 to 60 kilograms in one or two years. This is a high-tech beast. I just want to ask you, a Golden Immortal, if you dare to take a bite?
Eat, why not?
Think about those disaster victims who were still squatting in shacks outside Nanxun Town. If Xing Tianli hadn’t sent people food and other daily necessities, countless people would have starved to death or fallen ill.

There were millions of disaster victims, but the government represented by Princess Yihe did not allocate a single copper coin for disaster relief.

The raw materials for today's banquet alone would cost no less than 100,000 taels of silver!

Eat, eat to death!

After the banquet, a battlefield observation group led by Augustus, Dis, Yingjis, Saint Norman, and senior officials from the consulates of more than a dozen vassal states quietly arrived above Jieshi.

Hundreds of heavily armored soldiers quietly disappeared into the surrounding reeds.

In the reed marsh, three thousand Jingsai soldiers and eight hundred Beiwei soldiers, all wearing heavy armor, carrying heavy ammunition boxes on their backs, with swords of various colors hanging around their waists, and holding automatic rifles with drum magazines, formed a sparse line of skirmishers.

Behind these 3,800 elite troops of the Zhao Song Dynasty were 20,000 soldiers dispatched by Jin Santan, the governor of Jiangdong, and Wei Lansheng, the governor of Jieshi County.

These guys, all holding advanced firearms, followed tremblingly half a mile behind.

Seven or eight miles further back, 120 five-inch caliber (165 mm) heavy artillery pieces were already arranged in formation.

To be honest, the Jingsai Army and the Beiwei Army were very good at using various firearms. But they couldn't learn artillery, a high-tech branch of the army, in a short time. Even among the 20,000 Dayu Dynasty soldiers, there were only 300 to 500 qualified artillerymen, which was not enough to serve 120 heavy artillery pieces.
Now, a group of elite Saint-Norman artillerymen are busy at the heavy artillery positions.

When the Minotaur swept through the International Concession, the garrisons of various countries only cared about escaping, and basically abandoned all their baggage except for their guns. The Saint Norman soldiers, who were considered the most elite in the Western Continent, had not used artillery for several days.

The performance and workmanship of the heavy artillery sent by the Aimee Federation far surpass the domestically produced ones that the Saint Norman garrison was previously equipped with.

These temporary Saint Norman mercenaries were now surrounding these big guys, dancing with joy. There was already an artillery commander ready to suggest to the top leaders that they should find a way to buy a batch of new artillery from the Aime Federation no matter what.

Xing Tianli carried a huge ammunition box on his back, an air-cooled light machine gun, and a long ammunition belt, and slowly moved forward along the skirmish line. There were so many idle people watching the battle today, so Xing Tianli was not going to use any extraordinary means. Problems that could be solved with bullets and explosives could be solved with these little cuties.

The moon has risen in the east.

There is a full moon tonight.

The blue moonlight illuminated the sky and the earth, making them clear and bright, only slightly dimmer than during the day. The white reeds looked even whiter against the blue background, while the thin and straight reed stems were slightly darker, forming a sharp contrast with the white reed flowers.

It's like a black and white watercolor painting on a blue canvas.

Very beautiful.

There is a kind of extremely sad beauty.

This situation is suitable for killing!
There were faint shouting and cursing coming from the front. From the sound, it seemed that it was the Dongyun ronin who had escaped across the river. They were searching for the people of the East Country in the reed marshes, ready to bring disaster to them.

Either a delicate daughter-in-law, or a tender young girl, or if that doesn't work, then a handsome young man, these Dongyun Ronin don't mind.

However, during the day, Xing Tianli had already sent people to find the villagers of Jieshi Village and asked them to evacuate to Nanxun Town.

A hundred feet away, Xing Tianli saw several furious Dongyun wanderers waving their long swords and desperately hacking at a reed hut. Xing Tianli glanced at Yue Xiaoqing and others around him.

The four brothers Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning nodded in unison, raised their right hands and clenched their fists.

"The ambition of betrayal!"

In the reed marsh, a roar like thunder suddenly sounded!
'Boom'!
More than three hundred people pulled the trigger at the same time, and there was a gunshot, and the bullets hit those unlucky Touno Ronin.

Their bodies were sent flying backwards by the dense barrage of bullets. Their heads and most of their torsos were hit by hundreds of bullets almost at the same time. Their bodies trembled violently and exploded into a ball of blood mist almost in an instant.

There were shouts of shock and anger from afar.

Behind him, there was a faint glow of fire and the heavy artillery position began to roar.

Near Jieshi Village, which was occupied by the coalition forces, the camp of the coalition forces was suddenly ablaze with flames. Five-inch caliber shells kept falling, and every time a shell exploded, everything within a radius of fifteen meters was blown away by the air wave. Within a five-meter radius of the explosion point, whether it was human bodies or bunkers, they were all blown to pieces in the flames.

The shelling avoided Jieshi Village.

The top leaders of countries such as Farus and Yidoli are all in Jieshi Village.

To this day, the hundred countries in the far west still retain certain ancient unspoken rules - on the battlefield, it doesn't matter how many casualties the lower-level soldiers suffer; but when it comes to generals of a certain level, especially generals with aristocratic status and those officials of noble birth, both sides of the war will deliberately ensure the safety of each other.

Within two miles of Jieshi Village, not a single shell fell.

As for the camps farther away from Jieshi Village, six consecutive rounds of rapid firing and 720 large-caliber artillery shells exploded intensively, destroying large areas of the camps. At least ten thousand soldiers were killed and countless were injured.

During the day, the Yingji fleet used torpedoes to almost wipe out the Combined Fleet. The senior Allied forces in Jieshi Village were already in a panic.

They had urgently moved their camp southward, to the south of Jieshi Village, out of the attack range of the naval guns.

They never dreamed that the shelling did not come from the river, but from the land further south.

The camp was in chaos, with soldiers running around and officers shouting and cursing everywhere. The high-ranking officials of various countries in Jieshi Village were all urgently looking for safe cellars to avoid the bombardment, and no one came forward to restrain the army.

The reeds, ignited by the artillery fire, began to burn.

In the firelight, countless soldiers from various countries with distorted faces were fleeing in a panic, not knowing where to go.

Xing Tianli arrived with 3,800 elite soldiers.

Xing Tianli pulled the trigger, "Da, Da, Da", bullets were fired one by one at a constant speed. With each gunshot, a coalition soldier's head exploded a hundred feet ahead.

The same is true for the four brothers Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning, as well as Yue Xiaoqing and others.

Whether it is the Jingsai Army or the Beiwei Army, their physical fitness is dozens of times that of ordinary people. Each of them has a strength of thousands of pounds. The recoil of guns is almost non-existent for them.

Their eyesight was excellent, and the moonlight in the sky was like water, illuminating the entire world. They could easily see the distorted faces of the company soldiers who were fleeing in a panic more than a mile away.

Yue Xiaoqing and others who were stronger could even see the nostrils of the terrified soldiers dilating as they tried their best to breathe.

Their reaction speed is much faster than that of ordinary people.

No matter how many soldiers are running around, no matter how fast they run, no matter which direction they flee, as long as they are within their effective range, the muzzles of their guns can always accurately lock onto the opponent's head.

Every shot hits the head, with very few exceptions.

These elite troops of the Jingsai Army and the Beiwei Army usually practice the most rigorous secret training methods and are very proficient in training. Although they have never fought in actual combat, their coordination in combat is so tacit that it can be described as "terrifying".

They were about half a zhang apart, forming a loose line of skirmishers.

Looking down from the sky, this twenty-mile-long line of skirmishers, as 3,800 men advanced in unison, actually maintained a nearly perfect straight line as if drawn by a ruler.

The sound of gunfire continued, like a long knife gently cutting across the earth.

Very thin streaks of fire kept flashing across the sky, countless reeds were shattered by bullets, and in the night wind, large pieces of white reed fluff floated lightly, swaying and dancing in the air with the wind, like huge soul-calling banners floating in the air.

Yue Feng blew the whistle in his mouth.

In all directions, middle-level officers in the Beiwei Army and Jingsai Army blew the whistle.

Following the whistle, one thousand elite soldiers from each of the east and west sides moved diagonally to the north, forming a three-way encirclement posture.

Only 3,800 elite soldiers were trying to encircle 100,000 elite soldiers from nearly 100 countries. In particular, among the Dongyun expatriates who escaped across the river, there were more than 100,000 or 200,000 ronin, all gathered in this area.

Although these ronin were poorly equipped, they had a lot of swords in their hands.

Amid the sound of low horns and boom-boom drums, large groups of Touno ronin were clamoring on the outskirts of the Allied camp, which was dazed by artillery shells and exhausted by precise sniper attacks. Amid the roars of some ronin chiefs, they took off all their clothes, tied a dirty strip of cloth on their foreheads, and launched a desperate charge with swords in hand.

If it were an ordinary army, a mere thin line of skirmishers would have been unable to break through the charge of hundreds of thousands of desperate criminals.

However, after the Jingsai Army and the Beiwei Army were equipped with drum-fed automatic rifles, their lethality became terrifyingly strong!
The Amy Federation's special drum magazine can hold 72 bullets. The soldiers walked forward slowly and calmly, gently pulling the trigger again and again. Bullets were fired one by one at a very stable frequency.

Each bullet, or at most two bullets, accurately shot and blew up a head a hundred feet away.

In half a cup of tea, the desperate charging Dongyun Ronin had not advanced fifty feet, and the 1,800 soldiers left in the south had already used up an average of one and a half drums of ammunition.

Tens of thousands of corpses were lying in front of the skirmish line.

Three thick layers of corpses were piled on the ground. The craziest and most desperate Dongyun people were so frightened that their souls left their bodies. They dropped their weapons one by one, and fled in panic, crying and shouting.

At this moment, the Dongyun people, who had been so arrogant and domineering in recent decades, finally recalled from the bottom of their hearts the horror of being crushed by the East Kingdom for thousands of years and obediently obeying the successive dynasties of the East Kingdom as their overlord!
Hundreds of thousands of Touno Ronin fled in all directions, as chaotic as a group of wild boars whose den had been blown off, and directly scattered their rear, taking advantage of their desperate charge to destroy the armies of other countries that had been assembled with great difficulty.

The armies of Farus, Idoli, Saint Ross, and the Seven North Sea Alliance had just barely gathered under the scolding of their superiors when the Dongyun Ronin rushed over and threw their assembled troops into chaos again.

It was not known which country's officer took the lead in firing the first shot at the fleeing Touno Ronin.

The sound of gunfire like popping beans continued to ring out, and various machine guns poured out bullets like a hurricane. Large groups of Touno Ronin fell to the ground screaming, and people were shooting at them from all directions at the same time.

The unfortunate Dongyun people, the power of these guns is far beyond the scope of their height, which is generally only about four feet. With short stature and thin bodies, a standard caliber rifle bullet can often penetrate the bodies of three Dongyun people at once.

Those large-caliber machine gun bullets can create a cruel effect of "collective knockback" in the crowd.

The Dongyun people who were a little smarter and quicker to see the opportunity wiped a handful of blood on their faces and fell directly to the ground. And those Dongyun people who were still running around in a mess were beaten to pieces by the joint stranglehold of Zhao Song and the coalition forces of various countries not long after.

When the Dongyun people who were running around like wild boars disappeared from the battlefield, the battlefield suddenly became silent for a moment.

The Zhao Song soldiers pulled off the empty drums, took a breath, took out new drums from the ammunition boxes behind them and installed them, and then hung two or three spare drums around their waists.

The coalition forces of various countries also quickly gathered amid the officers' shouting at the top of their lungs.

Military bands from nearly a hundred countries came forward together, blowing the mournful bagpipes and beating the war drums in unison.

"Alive, damn it!" Xing Tianli's pupils suddenly condensed.

He suddenly remembered the "World War" that broke out in the Far West 30 years ago, which involved all the countries in the Western Continent. He found relevant historical materials at the British Consulate General. Let's not talk about the causes and consequences of the war. In that war, the soldiers of the warring countries generally used muzzle-loading matchlock rifles.

It is a muzzle-loading matchlock rifle, and the propellant used is bulk black powder.

In that war, the most advanced rifles were only breech-loading flintlock rifles that used fixed-charge paper shell bullets. However, in just thirty years, the military technology of the 100 countries in the Far West has soared at an unreasonable speed, and now all countries have generally equipped themselves with brass shell, magazine-type striker rifles!

Now Xing Tianli and others are using large-capacity drum-type automatic rifles!
And the combat ideas of these officers from the hundreds of countries in the far west are still lingering on the last war in the western land?
The military band came forward, and the armies of various countries formed neat military lines. Following the orderly "dong dong" sounds of the war drums, they marched in neat small steps, sang military songs, and held their heads high as they approached Xing Tianli and others who were two miles away.

"It's really weird. They didn't even look at what we are wearing?" Yue Xiaoqing almost bit her tongue!

"You are a hero!" Yue Feng patted his chest vigorously. The iron palm guard collided with the polished Kirin swallow mouth on his chest, splashing sparks. He said in a deep voice: "My men, the enemy is strong, be careful!"

When Xing Tianli heard Yue Feng's words, countless curses were rolling in his mind.

Still more cautious?

The two sides took small steps and approached each other step by step. The heavy artillery in the rear also stopped bombarding. On the battlefield, the only sound was the "whoosh" sound of the wind blowing through the reeds.

Close, close, getting closer.

When the two sides were within a hundred feet of each other, the soldiers of Jingsai Army and Beiwei Army opened fire first.

Gunshots rang out, people fell. With every gunshot, more than a thousand people would fall down in the dense formation of the multinational coalition forces in front. Every one of them was shot in the head and was absolutely dead.

In just three or five steps, the Jingsai Army and the Beiwei Army opened fire at the same time, each firing ten bullets. Before the multinational coalition forces could react, tens of thousands of the vanguards standing in the front, composed of the most elite and strongest soldiers, were killed on the spot.

The multinational coalition still had nearly 100,000 soldiers, but no matter how the bagpipes blew, how the war drums rumbled, and how the officers of various countries shouted and roared, the soldiers dropped their guns, crying "devil" and "Mother God bless" and just like the Dongyun people before, they used all their strength to flee to the north, east and west.

However, the two thousand elite troops that had been separated earlier were already approaching the battlefield from the east and west.

Gunshots rang out from three directions.

The moonlight is so bright and clear.

The battlefield is so unobstructed.

The crowd was so densely packed.

The eyesight of the Jingsai Army and the Beiwei Army is far beyond that of ordinary people.

When a gun is fired, someone will fall down.

They had so many bullets and their sustained firepower was so amazing.

The dense gunfire lasted for half a quarter of an hour. Nearly half of the multinational coalition forces were killed on the spot by 3,800 elite Zhao Song soldiers. The remaining soldiers were scared out of their wits. Except for a few officers who fled to the north towards Jieshi Village, the rest of the soldiers knelt on the ground and raised their hands high!

Behind Xing Tianli, shouts and cries like a landslide and tsunami suddenly rang out.

The 20,000 soldiers of the Dayu Dynasty who were there to make up the numbers were valiant and high-spirited, and they rushed forward as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Several generals in ceremonial armor rode their horses and rushed to the front. They shouted at the top of their lungs: "My men, behead the head, it's a meritorious service... One head for three ounces of silver, no discount!"

Xing Tianli breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the soldiers who had lagged behind and were exhausted just now but were now rushing forward like wolves and tigers.

The four brothers of the Yue family, Yue Xiaoqing, and the soldiers of the Jingsai Army and the Beiwei Army, all changed their expressions!

They were not afraid, nor terrified, but excited, thrilled, and eager to try! Each of them had his pupils constricted, and an impulse of "a real man should be like this" was revealed on his face!

Are these the soldiers of the current imperial court?
This, this, this, these kinds of scum, if they had enough firearms in their hands, with these 3,800 men in front of them, they dare to say that they can sweep across the Dayu Dynasty!
"The soldiers of the Dayu Dynasty are a bit lame!" Yue Xiaoqing lifted his visor and spat heavily.

"Is it strange? Not at all. The Fen Clan was originally just slaves from the mountains, raising livestock and collecting medicinal herbs." Yue Yu said softly, "Even the 'Qing Dynasty' behind them is, at heart, a savage."

“It’s not that the world is changing drastically, and the world is coming to an end, how could they take over the world?” Yue Lei rubbed his palms together, and his joints made a dull banging sound. “The world has always been decided by our three ancient families. The Fen clan?”

Yue Lei also lifted his visor and spat on the ground.

On the Jieshi Rock, Zhao Qingqin was watching the battle. She smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into a line. She smiled proudly at the pale-faced Princess Yihe beside her and said, "Sister Yihe, are our Zhao Song elite soldiers spectacular?"

Princess Yihe didn't say a word. Her face was pale and drops of cold sweat had gathered into small streams on the back of her neck. They kept sliding down her smooth back, making her clothes wet.

Zhao Qingqi laughed again and said, "It's really strange, how could these barbarians oppress the Great Yu Dynasty to this extent?"

Tong Guan put his hands behind his back and laughed.

Yang Nianzu stood with his hands behind his back, looking thoughtful.

Murima and Yang Tianji clenched their fists tightly, looking at the soldiers of Jingsai and Beiwei who were crushing the enemy with ease, and their bodies trembled subconsciously. After a long while, Murima laughed dryly and said, "If there were 100,000 such warriors, they would be able to sweep across the world."

Zhao Qingqi shut his mouth.

One hundred thousand!

In today's world, the Dharma-Ending Age, it is not easy for any family to maintain such an elite force.

Zhao Qingqi has mobilized 3,800 elite troops this time, which is the maximum that Zhao Song can mobilize. One hundred thousand people?
Ha ha!

Yang Tianji also said sarcastically: "Yes, a hundred thousand Tiger Soldiers, equipped with new firearms, are more than enough to sweep across China, let alone conquer the Western Continent. However, these new firearms are not easy to get!"

Zhao Qingxuan's expression changed again.

She witnessed with her own eyes the power of these firearms. The elite troops of Zhao Song were wearing heavy armor, and ordinary rifles could not hurt them. However, that round of heavy artillery bombardment made her feel terrified.

Not to mention, what we saw during the day was that the torpedoes fired by the British naval fleet on the river easily turned those huge ironclad warships into rubble. How could flesh and blood withstand such great technological power?
Some little thoughts that had just sprouted in my heart were suppressed.

Zhao Qingxuan rubbed his fingers gently. Well, I have to make up for it from other places. For example, for the offering that Princess Yihe promised, do you have to raise the price?

Augustus and Dis looked at each other quickly, then walked aside and communicated in a low voice in a language that Zhao Qingqi and others could not understand at all.

They were quite surprised by the combat effectiveness of the Jingsai Army and the Beiwei Army.

But it was just a surprise.

In their opinion, the combat power of the Zhao Song elite was only comparable to that of their ordinary tribesmen. The performance of the armor worn by the Zhao Song elite was far inferior to the advanced armor worn by their tribesmen!
However, Zhao Song did have such a powerful force after all.

How many elite troops are there like this?

How powerful can the most advanced combat capabilities among them be?

Until these issues are sorted out, some of their previous plans will have to be slowed down temporarily.

It now appears that limited cooperation is in the interests of both parties.

Senior officials from various countries, including Peter Joe and Greenman, all looked as pale as death.

The multinational coalition forces were easily defeated by the elite Zhao Song troops armed with guns, and most of them were slaughtered like mowing grass. If it were the armies of Inghis and Saint-Norman, how much better would the situation be?
The 3,800 elite soldiers of the Zhao and Song dynasties, provided they had no baggage to worry about, were enough to rival the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers of the Far West. Moreover, they were more mobile and more lethal, a force that could completely overturn the current battlefield situation!
Fortunately, they are not the official army of the current Dayu Dynasty.

Fortunately, they also have powerful helpers of unknown origin, represented by Augustus and Disi.

Overall, the Dayu Dynasty is not so easy to deal with.

In the long run, Yingjishi and Saint Noman can work together to continuously draw blood from Dayu Chao.

Xing Tianli and others left the 20,000 disorganized Dayu Dynasty soldiers fighting for military merit while 3,800 elite troops gathered together and followed the fleeing coalition officers and soldiers, approaching the Jieshi Village step by step.

South of Jieshi Village, at the entrance of the village, Renov put on an extremely gorgeous set of black and red heavy armor. He was not wearing a helmet, letting his long light red hair fly in the wind. He held the heavy heavy sword in both hands and looked at the approaching Xing Tianli and others leisurely.

Behind him, more than two thousand armored Paladins of Judgment formed a square formation.

Renov stood on a high place and "admired" the terrible performance of the Zhao Song elite throughout the whole process. He sneered at this - the Judgment Paladins behind him could also do such a thing.

Slaughtering ordinary soldiers on the battlefield is simply a routine operation!
That is the end of the world, resources are scarce, and it has become extremely difficult to preserve one's essence and blood. Otherwise, with Renov's talent and aptitude, he is confident that he, alone and with just a sword, can kill 100,000 miscellaneous soldiers on the front battlefield!
Hot wind was blowing around me, and below my neck, faint dragon-scale-like patterns appeared on my skin.

Renov flicked his finger and the blade of the heavy sword suddenly turned dark red, with faint flames gushing out. The magic circle inside the heavy sword was activated, and powerful power was surging. At the same time, the heat emitted was also madly swallowed by the outside world!
If he continued to unleash the power of the heavy sword so recklessly, this magical weapon that had been preserved with great difficulty would turn into ordinary iron within half a year!
Renov held the heavy sword with both hands nonchalantly, his chin resting on the end of the hilt, and asked in a cold voice: "You, are you from one of the three ancient families?" His voice was like thunder, sweeping for miles in an instant.

The elite soldiers of Zhao Song stopped and looked at Renov and the Paladin of Judgment behind him from a distance of more than two miles.

The four brothers Yue Feng, Yue Yu, Yue Lei and Yue Dian touched the automatic rifles in their hands vigorously and handed them carefully to the personal soldiers behind them. Then they put down the ammunition boxes on their backs and placed the drum magazines hanging on their waists on the ammunition boxes. Then they took their big golden hammers from the personal soldiers.

Holding double hammers, the four brothers strode forward.

Yue Feng said sternly: "Zhao Song, Yue Family, Yue Feng is here. Since you know the names of the three ancient families, you must have a history. Tell me the names!"

Beside Xing Tianli, Yue Xiaoqing stroked the drum and lazily called out: "Brother, how can this fellow have any proper name? He is a descendant of Zhurong, but judging from his appearance, he should be a scumbag!"

Renov and the dozen or so Judgment Paladins behind him roared in unison.

The word "chuanchuan" really hit them where it hurts most.

Renouf drew out his sword, and pointed it fiercely at Yue Feng: "Zhao Song, Yue family? Ha, are you Yue family still so loyal? Why do you still work for Zhao Song?"

The Yue brothers and many generals in the Beiwei Army all looked extremely ugly.

On the Jieshi Stone, Zhao Qingqian and Tong Guan also had stiff faces and looked at Renov gloomily, wishing they could catch him on the spot and torture him to pieces.

After a light cough, Zhao Qingqi said softly: "Yang Shumi, this man is talking nonsense and stirring up trouble between the royal family and the generals. His crime is unforgivable and he should be executed. I'm afraid that General Yue can't deal with him. You can go and plunder the formation."

Yang Nianzu's face also looked extremely ugly.

As the grandson of Yang Zaixing, he couldn't stand the mess that Zhao Song had made. However, the world was like this. Starting from Emperor Taizu of Zhao Song, the people who were moved to this world one after another had to gather together to keep warm in the face of pressure from all sides!
The name "Zhao Song" naturally became a bond for the various families to stick together, especially after Emperor Taizu Zhao Kuangyin severely punished some unfilial descendants in later generations. Everyone managed to get away with it to some extent for the sake of face, and no one mentioned some things anymore.

But not mentioning it doesn’t mean those things don’t exist!
It is as if the notice of reward offered by Emperor Qin Shi Huang for the arrest of his own son is still circulating among the three ancient families.

It is as if the Li Tang family is still rebelling from time to time, and the descendants of the Li Er family are often so angry that they run to their in-laws' house to eat.

It's like, in Zhu Ming's family, the descendants of the uncle and nephew are still arguing about who is the legitimate one. Every sixty years, at Zhu Ming's ancestral worship ceremony, there is a lot of fighting for the title of the legitimate chief priest!
Shaking his head, getting rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, Yang Nianzu clasped his fists towards Zhao Qingqing and said, "Yes!"

Yang Nianzu also said the word "yes" in a weak voice.

He looked at Augustus and Dis, smiled slightly, shook his body, and with a loud 'bang', the air around Yang Nianzu exploded. He almost teleported, and his body tore through the air into thirty-six consecutive circular gas explosions. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the battlefield several miles away.

Augustus and Di's pupils suddenly shrank.

Senior officials from various countries, including Peter Joe and Greenman, screamed as if they had seen a ghost.

It was a straight line distance of several miles, and they reached the edge of the battlefield in the blink of an eye!
Is this a human being?

Is this a ghost?
Is this the call of the gods?
Peter Qiao, Greenman and a group of high officials looked at each other in bewilderment, unable to speak. Among them, there were direct descendants of the top noble families in the Far West. They suddenly remembered some extremely ancient prohibitions about the East Country that were passed down in their families!

Among those prohibitions, Dongguoru is just like the legendary "devil's cave" and "forbidden land". The ancestors set up extremely strict instructions, strictly prohibiting their descendants from going there easily. Even if you want to go to Dongguo, you must "abide by your duty" and "be cautious", and you must not violate the "rules of Dongguo"!
When did the top leaders of the hundreds of countries in the Far West forget these prohibitions passed down by their ancestors?

When did the hundreds of countries in the far west begin to have the courage to head to the East in waves, showing their strength towards the East, and even gathering their armies to engage in direct battle with the East's army?
Even fifty years ago, they almost broke through the capital of the Dayu Dynasty, Fentian City, which frightened the emperor at that time so much that he fled north in panic, abandoned the city and ran three thousand miles away?

Fifty years ago, if the Jingsai Army and the Beiwei Army appeared on the battlefield!

Fifty years ago, if a terrifying figure like Yang Nianzu appeared on the battlefield!

Fifty years ago, what the hell, did the coalition have 100,000 troops? No? Well, definitely not 100,000!
Joe Peter and Greenman's eyes wandered for a while.

How have the hundreds of countries in the far west been able to bully and abuse their power and reap benefits in the territory of the Great Yu Dynasty over the years?
How is it done?

Inexplicably, officials such as Peter Joe, who had been sitting in their chairs watching the game with a relaxed look on their faces, stood up quietly, subconsciously tightened their legs, straightened their backs, and stood aside very respectfully.

They fear power but not virtue. Deep down, these barbarians from the hundreds of countries in the far west and the people of Dongyun are the same kind of creatures!
Renov had already swung his sword and rushed towards Yue Feng.

Yue Feng let out a long roar, swung two heavy hammers, and rushed straight towards Renov.

Seeing the high temperature gushing out of the heavy sword in Renov's hand, Yue Feng shook his two hammers vigorously, and suddenly the wind and cloud patterns on the hammer heads lit up faintly. A strong wind was surging around Yue Feng, and the turbulent winds suddenly increased Yue Feng's speed several times. When the heavy hammers were swung, dark storms wrapped around the hammer heads, like a dragon with bared fangs and claws.

The heavy sword and the heavy hammer collided fiercely with "boom, boom, boom".

Sparks flew, wind and fire surged, and in just a blink of an eye, a loud roar was heard. Renov stood still and raised the heavy sword in his hand with great arrogance.

Yue Feng groaned as his right shoulder armor was pierced and a large amount of blood spurted out. He clenched the sledgehammer with both hands and staggered backwards.

Renov grinned grimly: "Interesting, interesting, you actually gave up the orthodox immortal body cultivation and turned to the specious body-building martial arts? Hey, this kind of martial arts is certainly suitable for the Dharma Ending Age, but in terms of level, it is far inferior to the immortal body cultivation."

"Tsk tsk, you guys from the Yue family, if you all use these tactics, you are not worthy to be my opponent!"

Looking at Renov and Yue Feng with blood spurting from his shoulder, Xing Tianli nodded secretly.

What Yue Feng and his friends practiced was the "body-building martial arts" that was passed down from Yang Nianzu.

However, Yang Nianzu once practiced the immortal body cultivation method and cultivated himself to the celestial immortal realm. In order to adapt to the Dharma Ending Age, he cut off his own realm and converted all his immortal cultivation into martial arts achievements.

Therefore, although Yang Nianzu's lifespan was greatly affected, his combat power was still able to reach the level of a celestial being.

As for Yue Feng and his companions, they have not been "cultivating Taoism" since they were born, but "practicing martial arts"!
Even if their martial arts have been tempered by some immortal secret techniques and are a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, martial arts are still martial arts, and in terms of level, they are far from being comparable to immortal arts.

Facing Renov who had stimulated Zhurong's bloodline, even though Yue Feng's martial arts were honed through thousands of years of hard work, his martial arts were still no match for his witchcraft, so Yue Feng suffered a loss.

Taking a deep breath, he dropped the gun in his hand, put down the ammunition box behind him, Xing Tianli drew out the Tongtian Magic Bamboo, and slowly walked forward.

"My Lord, if I win, can I get credit for it?"

(End of this chapter)