plumnovel Chapter 110 Divine Soldiers Descend from the Sky
Chapter 110 Divine Soldiers Descend from the Sky
Chapter 110 Divine Soldiers Descend from the Sky
Spring of the nineteenth year of Chongming.
The Wu Kingdom's 80,000-strong army, in collusion with "King of the Southwest" Ma Huai'an, launched a general offensive against the Jing Kingdom.
The main battlefield for this battle was chosen to be Liaoyuan City, which was the easiest to breach.
When Emperor Taizu visited this place years ago, he expressed his hope that the people of Jing Kingdom would spread like wildfire throughout the world.
The city was named Liaoyuan City because it annihilated the barbarian tribes and annexed the Wu Kingdom.
Unfortunately, not only have they failed to achieve their goal, but now the enemy is at their gates, and they are in imminent danger.
As the chief instructor, Liao Shouyi naturally had to be stationed in the most dangerous location.
Eight thousand men defended the city, while ten times that number of enemies attacked.
This battle will not be easy.
From the start of the general offensive, casualties on both sides rose at an extremely rapid pace.
The Wu Kingdom was eager to breach the city, but the Jing Kingdom's army was determined to defend it to the death.
In less than ten days.
The Jing Kingdom has fewer than four thousand people left.
Although they killed at least 10,000 Wu soldiers, in this kind of defensive battle, the fewer people you have, the more disadvantaged you are.
This place was originally a military fortress, and there weren't many civilians here.
Even if all of them were recruited, it would only add four or five thousand more cannon fodder.
The elderly, the infirm, the disabled, women, children and children accounted for more than half of them.
Liao Shouyi couldn't bear to send them to their deaths, so he ordered the north gate of the city to be opened.
Those who do not wish to help defend the city may leave.
Nearly 80% of the city's residents have left.
Nearly a thousand men remained to defend the city.
Ten days later, only 2,700 soldiers remained in the Jing Kingdom army.
All the houses that could be demolished were demolished, all the stones were thrown away, all the wood was burned, and all the kerosene was poured out.
The Wu Kingdom transported a large siege ladder, eight zhang high and ten zhang wide, which would take several hundred people to push over.
From top to bottom, everything was covered with a mixture of hard leather armor and wooden armor.
Wu soldiers climbed up the internal stairs and fired arrows at the city wall.
Lacking defensive equipment, the Jing Kingdom army was helpless.
Seeing this, Liao Shouyi knew that if he continued to defend the city, Liaoyuan City would surely fall.
He gritted his teeth, rallied his troops, and opened the city gates to meet the attack.
The Wu army was truly surprised that he dared to come out of the city to meet them at this time.
Their formation was thrown into disarray, and they were overwhelmed by the attack of more than two thousand people.
It wasn't until the Wu general personally arrived to oversee the battle that he ordered the killing of one Jing general, with a reward of ten taels of silver.
A reward of thirty taels will be given for killing a military officer of the fifth rank or above.
Whoever kills Liao Shouyi will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and promoted three ranks!
A generous reward will surely attract brave men, especially since the Wu Kingdom already held the upper hand.
Tens of thousands of people swarmed forward, surrounding the more than two thousand people in the middle.
Even with two or three hundred cavalrymen, Liao Shouyi was unable to break through the encirclement.
As the number of his own country's soldiers dwindled, Liao Shouyi, covered in blood, couldn't help but look towards his hometown.
He thought of his wife, Qiaohua, and his son, Liao Licheng.
He spent half his life fighting on the battlefield, but now he will die on the battlefield.
Sitting on the blood-stained horse, Liao Shouyi reached into his robes and found a piece of paper.
That was something I wanted Chu Xun to burn for my mother a long time ago, but I took it away later.
He believed that he had lived a life without shame before the Jing Kingdom and his brothers in the army, but he felt sorry for his family.
As far as the eye could see, there were Wu soldiers, each one like a hungry wolf with eyes gleaming green.
Liao Shouyi held the long sword with its blade chipped and dulled, gritted his teeth, and gripped the hilt tightly once more.
Even in death, I will make sure you remember that the sons of Jing are not to be underestimated!
"kill!"
The Jing soldiers knew they were going to die, but they dared to leave the city, showing they were not afraid of death.
Good sons should be willing to die for their country.
Although it was called blind loyalty, it was a unique kind of courage in the army.
Just as Liao Shouyi roared, ready to lead his blood-soaked and wounded guards in a charge,
Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice.
He had heard this sound for many years, and subconsciously looked up to see what it was.
From the distant horizon, a dark cloud streaked swiftly in.
Its speed was as fast as lightning.
In an instant, they were right in front of them.
Even the soldiers engaged in battle couldn't help but look up.
"Is it raining?" someone asked instinctively.
The raindrops falling from the sky gradually became clearer as they approached.
The person who had just spoken immediately narrowed their eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "It's not rain! It's—"
"sword!"
Long swords were thrown down from the sky.
Accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, it seemed to want to split the blood-soaked earth open.
Ga hoong—
With a deafening roar, the longswords pierced the ground in front of Liao Shouyi.
Their overwhelming power caused the banners that the remnants of the Jing Kingdom's army were desperately trying to support to flutter wildly in the wind.
Liao Shouyi's armor was covered in marks from swords and spears, and was in a terrible state.
His face was covered in blood, almost obscuring his eyes.
He stared blankly as the long sword descended from the sky, separating the soldiers of Jing and Wu.
Someone looked up at the sky and realized that the dark cloud was actually dozens of enormous crows.
After throwing down the longsword, he did not leave immediately.
Instead, it kept making "caw caw" sounds.
The sound was like a nightmare, putting great psychological pressure on the Wu soldiers.
The Wu general overseeing the battle from the rear scoffed, "Playing tricks! Sound the horns, charge! Crush them in one fell swoop!"
One of the Wu centurions closest to the front line took the lead, swinging his sword at the longsword in front of him.
No matter what it is, nothing can stop the Wu Kingdom's offensive!
The weapons of the Wu Kingdom were famous and of good quality, at least better than those of the Jing Kingdom.
A blade slashed down, and a crisp sound rang in my ears as a piece of broken weapon flew past me.
The centurion sneered, "The weapons of Wu are the best in the world. Who doesn't know that?"
Most of the famous and powerful weapons in the martial arts world originated from the Kingdom of Wu.
The Jing Kingdom's practice of using livestock to throw swords is utterly absurd.
He snorted, picked up his knife, and was about to swing it again when he sensed something was wrong.
The knife seemed much lighter.
Looking up, I was immediately stunned.
The weapon forged by the army blacksmith had a section cut off.
"Was that piece that flew out just now my knife?"
The centurion looked down in surprise. The longsword in front of him was still intact, with no visible damage to the blade.
"What a sharp sword!" he couldn't help but exclaim.
However, the next moment, a white light suddenly flew out of the sword, sweeping across dozens of meters in front of it in an instant.
Before the centurion could react, his body stiffened and he fell silent.
This applies to everyone, including colleagues and soldiers beside and behind him.
The white light, like a dragon in flight, raged for a while before returning to the longsword.
As a result, a crack appeared on the sword.
"What is that?!" The soldiers from both countries were shocked when they saw this.
Only Liao Shouyi, looking up at the sky, had a mixture of astonishment and nostalgia in his eyes.
"It's Xun-ge'er's crow—"
His gaze shifted and landed on the longsword in front of him.
He had just witnessed the white light slaughtering the enemy.
It's amazing!
Those who weren't there couldn't experience the thrill of the flashing light and the deaths of thousands of people.
This is not something that can be done by human beings, not even by a second-rank martial artist.
Only a first-class martial artist who has reached the limits of human potential, and a master of innate martial arts who has surpassed those limits, might be able to achieve this.
But there was only a longsword in front of him, no innate grandmaster.
In Liao Shouyi's mind, the image of a handsome young man snatching a sledgehammer appeared.
What kind of grandson did Xun Ge'er adopt?
But there's no time to think about this problem right now, and nowhere to find the answer.
Liao Shouyi jumped off his horse and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword in front of him.
It feels icy cold to the touch, and even the hilt has an irresistible sharpness.
He shouted, "Bring your weapons!"
The Jing soldiers, realizing what was happening, quickly stepped forward and took the longswords from their hands.
Liao Shouyi roared, "For the sake of Jing Kingdom!"
"To get back alive!"
"Let them die!"
The remaining thousand or so Jing soldiers roared along with him.
"Let them die!"
The sword flashed suddenly, both magnificent and brutal.
Crows hovered over the battlefield, cawing loudly.
The Wu general overseeing the battle watched this scene with a livid face, almost spitting blood.
He really wanted to know what kind of sword it was!
Whose sword is that?!
No one could answer his question; perhaps someone knew the answer but wouldn't tell him.
Half a day later, Chu Xun felt a jolt in his body.
An even more intense karmic fire suddenly appeared in the soul, almost burning through the sky.
Chu Xun still felt no discomfort, but his incense points were being consumed twice as fast as before.
However, the rate at which impurities in the body are removed also increases.
Feeling his body becoming increasingly ethereal, the blissful sensation made Chu Xun burst into laughter.
Seven years ago, he forcibly defied fate to extend Liao Shouyi's lifespan by seven years.
Seven years later, he did the same thing again.
Although it is unknown how many more years his lifespan will be extended this time, judging from the reaction of the karmic fire, it should be quite good.
If the Dao of Cause and Effect had self-awareness, it would probably be very angry right now.
I've never seen anything so unpredictable.
Spring of the nineteenth year of Chongming.
The Great General of the Southwest, Marquis Yong'an, received divine soldiers descending from the heavens.
With only two thousand men, they repelled an enemy many times their size.
Liaoyuan City held out under extremely unbelievable circumstances!
When the news reached the capital, all the officials in the court could not believe it.
They were prepared for the fall of Liaoyuan City and the subsequent cession of territory and payment of reparations to sue for peace.
Only Zhang Jingheng, the Minister of Revenue, resolutely disagreed with seeking peace.
He believed that wars should be resolved within one generation as much as possible, so that the next two or three generations, or even more, can live in peace.
Today we lose and have to cede territory to make peace; tomorrow we lose and have to pay reparations and marry off a princess. When will this ever end?
Either we don't fight, or we submit and surrender.
We must fight until the land is shattered and the last drop of blood is shed.
The people of Jing State number in the millions and do not believe that Wu State can crush everything with a mere 100,000 troops!
Zhang Jingheng only breathed a sigh of relief when news of Liaoyuan City's successful defense arrived.
Although he firmly opposed seeking peace, he, like other officials, was full of doubts.
Divine soldiers descending from the heavens?
Where did this divine weapon come from?
Late at night that day.
The bright moon hung in the sky, so bright it seemed as if a layer of white frost had been spread across the earth.
In the dead of night in Songguo Village, Chu Xun opened his eyes inside the house.
The remaining time for the priesthood to remain hidden is about to expire.
In previous years, he would stay overnight at the City God Temple in Zhangnan County every year around this time.
By the time the sun rises the next morning, everything will be fine.
But this year is different.
He reached out and grabbed the two cloth bags that had been prepared beside him.
Lift it up with force and carry it on your shoulder.
With one step, one has already gone from inside the house to outside the courtyard.
The crow had already returned from the southwestern battlefield. Seeing Chu Xun leaving with a cloth bag on his back, it had no intention of following him.
It just shook its head and flapped its wings a couple of times, as if it were nothing serious.
Chu Xun carried the bag on his back, step by step.
Each step is over 180 meters!
Seven years ago, the same step covered only 102 meters.
The amplification caused by being burned by karmic fire becomes increasingly frightening over time.
One step is 180 meters, ten steps is 1,800 meters.
After walking about a hundred paces, Chu Xun arrived at the Pine Willow Water God Temple.
Several enormous creatures were faintly visible underwater in the river.
Chu Xun glanced at the statues in the temple, but did not stop, and continued walking forward.
Beyond the woods west of the Songliu Water God Temple lies a field, with villages faintly visible ahead.
This is no longer Pingshui Town, but rather the territory of the neighboring Xihuai County.
For the first time in several years, Chu Xun entered the territory of another county at this time.
Having already scouted the route, he headed towards his destination with practiced ease.
Soon after, we arrived at the City God Temple in Xihuai County.
There is a temple keeper here, an old man in his fifties.
I heard that he accidentally injured someone when he was young, which resulted in him being imprisoned for seven or eight years.
After he was released, he learned that his son had drowned while playing in the river alone not long after he went to prison.
His wife later remarried, and his parents, feeling ashamed and provoked by the sarcastic remarks, hanged themselves.
If we're talking about hardship, he truly suffered a great deal.
That's why he became the temple keeper, praying every day for his parents who hanged themselves and his son who drowned.
May the gods bless them so that they can be reborn into a good family and live a good life.
At this moment, the old man had already gone to sleep in the bedroom behind the temple.
Chu Xun did not knock on the door, but walked straight through the courtyard wall.
County town god temples are usually not very large, unlike the capital city god temples which have many different rooms.
There is only one main hall here, where the statues of the City God, the Civil Judge, the Military Judge, the Day Patrol God, and the Night Patrol God are all placed together.
The scent of incense in the temple was very clear, with wisps of smoke rising from the giant, disc-shaped incense sticks.
Several statues of gods stood deep within the main hall, some with dignified faces, others with fierce and menacing expressions.
Chu Xun entered the main hall, and within a few breaths, the judge revealed his true form.
He approached politely, bowed, and asked, "May I ask which venerable master you are, and what brings you to the City God Temple in Xihuai County?"
Chu Xun looked at him and said, "You don't need to be so polite to me."
Wenpan remained polite and said, "Immortal, your cultivation is profound; it is obvious at a glance that you are a highly accomplished person who has attained enlightenment. We are from the Yin Division of Xihuai County, so it is only natural that we should extend some hospitality to you."
"If you have any instructions, please feel free to speak them."
Chu Xun sighed and said, "You really don't need to be so polite to me. It puts me in a very difficult position."
Wenpan was somewhat puzzled and asked, "What's so difficult about it, Immortal Master?"
As they spoke, the time limit for the priesthood to remain hidden was reset to zero.
The aura belonging to the spirit of the Pine and Willow Water God was quickly detected by Wenpan.
He paused for a moment, then a hint of crimson light shone in his slightly blurry eyes.
"So it's some evil, wild god! How dare you! You have the path to heaven but choose the path to hell!"
As he spoke, he spread his hands, and the Judge's Pen and the Book of Good and Evil suddenly appeared.
Wenpan grasped the judge's pen in one hand and swept the ink towards Chu Xun.
However, Chu Xun was faster than him.
With a flick of his wrist, a bead riddled with holes and streaks of flame-like patterns fell from his sleeve.
That's the spirit of the old bat.
Driven by spiritual energy, a fierce gust of wind and fire blew out from the wind and bones.
The ink that the judge had just swept across the Book of Good and Evil was burned clean by the wind and fire.
The blow then struck Wenpan directly, causing the incense god of Xihuai County to be filled with horror, his body cracking and emitting black smoke like a chimney.
Chu Xun curled his lip and said, "I told you not to be so polite, it's not appropriate to just kill you directly now."