Chapter 1715: Chapter 543: Beat Cai Qiu, Then Kill 20 More
Chapter 1715: Chapter 543: Beat Cai Qiu, Then Kill 20 More
“Deceit Techniques, weren’t they supposed to be unusable?”
“Great Xia’s method of forbidding Deceit Techniques only targets others?”
“We’re done for!”
………
More than a dozen weapons hacked into Yuan Cheng’s body. At present, Great Xia can only produce Ten Thousand Forging Level Silver Armor at best. The set Yuan Cheng was wearing, though inlaid with Jiao Long Scale and mixed with Thunder Kui’s Skull, Cai Qiu’s casting technology was not inferior.
The key point was that over ten Xianyang Level experts struck at the same time. Although you couldn’t simply stack everyone’s power in a straightforward calculation, with more than a dozen spots all suffering tremendous force simultaneously, how could mere Ten Thousand Forged Silver Armor possibly withstand it?
The upper half of the Armor instantly shattered and exploded. The inner lining had long since been ground into fragments, and Yuan Cheng’s burly physique was revealed without concealment.
Under Yuan Cheng’s Armor, the Skin Membrane had already taken on a faint golden sheen. Of the dozen plus weapon blades, a full ninety percent were actually stopped by the Skin Membrane. Only two Longswords managed to cut through the membrane; though they barely sliced into flesh, they only penetrated about half an inch, still far from the bone.
Seeing the faint gold light spreading across Yuan Cheng’s Skin Membrane, how could Cai Qiu’s people still fail to understand that the other side had unleashed Deceit Techniques?
From the moment the surrounding temperature began to rise just now, all of their own Deceit Techniques had failed. They had naturally assumed Great Xia’s method of forbidding Deceit Techniques was a blanket suppression over everyone. Now, realizing that Great Xia’s people were not affected, a shadow instantly fell over their hearts.
Some quick-thinking, sharp-witted ones even directly shouted that it was over.
“You are indeed finished. Xianyang Level cultivators who cannot control the sky are just toothless tigers. Over a hundred thousand troops have already encircled Jinyang. Today, even if you grow wings, you won’t escape!”
Yuan Cheng had taken two sword strikes, yet his ferocity did not diminish in the slightest. After his cold shout, the giant axe once more swept down from the air, dragging a frigid edge dozens of meters long. His frame was already massive, and together with the faint golden glow emanating from his Skin Membrane, he looked like a Taisui Demon God wielding an axe, his vicious might surging to the heavens.
Boom……
The giant axe smashed down brutally. This time Yuan Cheng’s attack was not indiscriminate; he had locked onto the weakest among Cai Qiu’s dozen-plus men. The axe blade cleaved down savagely, directly chopping off that man’s right shoulder along with the entire arm.
“Ah…”
The enemy’s miserable scream did not cause Yuan Cheng’s movements to pause in the slightest. He ripped the axe free and slashed it horizontally, knocking aside several enemies who tried to relieve that man, then threw back his head and roared, “What are you all still dazing around for? Charge in from the main gate! Exterminate the enemy army, wipe out Cai Qiu and these dog bastards!”
“Kill……”
Yuan Cheng had started by leading his troops in a slaughter at the south gate. Only after thoroughly seizing control of the south gate did he go up onto the wall. Seeing Cai Qiu’s group of Xianyang Level cultivators running rampant, he couldn’t bear it and was the first to leap down from the battlements.
The rear army actually had no shortage of Xianyang Level fighters as well—there were a full eight of them—but compared with Cai Qiu’s side they were still stretched thin. Yet on this battlefield, it was no longer the Xianyang Level that dictated terms.
Of the Jinshan Wuchuan coalition, barely more than twenty thousand had successfully entered the inner barbican. As several waves of arrow storms poured down from the barbican’s four walls, and with the intermittent screams and shouts of surrender echoing from outside the gate, their morale shattered, the formations utterly broken. Many had already begun dropping their weapons and kneeling to surrender.
Thus, aside from sporadic resistance from the Soldier rabble within the barbican, the fiercest clash at this moment was actually Cai Qiu’s hundred-plus Xianyang Level experts—at most adding Qin Feng and Shangguan Yang, as well as the eight Xianyang Level cultivators from the two garrisons.
A hundred-plus Xianyang Level cultivators, in a normal battle between two armies, might not directly decide the outcome, but they would at least drastically tip the scales of victory. Yet right now, they couldn’t exert the slightest effect.
The most fatal part was that even their Flying Ability had been stripped away.
Without the ability to control the sky, even fleeing for their lives had become a luxury!
At Yuan Cheng’s order, the rear army massed outside the south gate surged in like a dark tide, immediately extinguishing the last pockets of resistance inside the gate. Then each Colonel and Commander formed Sharp Blade Teams and rapidly charged toward Yuan Cheng’s position.
Their target, naturally, was those dozen-plus Xianyang Level cultivators.
Thousands upon thousands of Cold Resistance Level Soldiers clad in Armor stormed forward. Even for Xianyang Level experts, their psychological pressure instantly spiked.
The middle-aged man wielding a saber beside Cai Qiu was the first to be entangled by the Xia Army. He saw that the leading soldier thrusting a sword at him only had the strength of slightly over 50 bristles. Although flustered, he still instinctively lifted his saber in an upward flick, knocking the Longsword aside, then swept the blade horizontally with lightning speed.
Clang……
With 12 jins of power behind the saber, the horizontal sweep carried great momentum, sending that Xia soldier flying over ten meters in an instant and bowling over more than ten Soldiers nearby.
“Only broke the Armor, didn’t die!”
However, that Xianyang Level expert under Cai Qiu, who had just hacked a Xia soldier away, showed not the slightest hint of joy on his face; instead, he was filled with terror and shock.
12 jins versus 50 bristles—an entire 24-fold difference. Though it was just a raw power comparison, the implication was that from skin membrane and flesh to bone, every aspect of the two men differed drastically. Under normal circumstances, his saber strike should have cut armor and man alike straight into two pieces.
Yet he had only split the Armor and swept the man away. How was that possible?
Unless that man was not actually at the 50 bristles level!
“Brothers, fight for your lives! The Minister spelled it out clearly before the battle: a Xianyang Level expert with 3 jins of strength is worth 100 Military Merit points, 5 jins is 200 points, 10 jins is 300 points. If you can capture them alive, the Military Merit reward doubles again. What are you still waiting for?”
The one who had just been swept aside by that Xianyang Level expert under Cai Qiu was none other than Xiang Liang, who had been promoted to Hongmen Punishment Chief the year before last.
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