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Chapter 332 Miracle
Banners waving

The sound of gongs and drums filled the air.

Crowds of people

The sky is filled with boiling water.

The soldiers on the walls of Mianzhu City saw the endless stream of people surging towards them, their faces filled with fear, and they couldn't help but stir slightly.

However, Chen Changhui's expression relaxed.

I thought they were some kind of elite force capable of crossing Motianling, but it turns out they were such a hilarious team.

Of course, the team that was able to cross the Motianling Mountains must have been remarkable.

However, there shouldn't be many of these people.

It must have been by inciting some uninformed, ignorant country bumpkins to get involved.
It's just meant to scare laymen.

Previously, relying on their superior numbers, they had stormed the villas and farms of some wealthy families in the surrounding countryside and obtained some weapons, so they thought they could succeed.
What a joke.

Chen Changhui estimated that if he opened the city gates at this moment and led his armored soldiers out, he would most likely be able to scatter these people in one fell swoop.

Kill some people, see some blood, and most people will secretly go home and pretend they never participated in such a thing.

However, for safety reasons, it's safer to stay in the city.

My cousin was just saying that the guy leading the other side might be a ninth-rank Xuan Yuan cultivator, right?

If I go out and he starts watching me, it will be quite dangerous.

Stay in the city, and we can just use the powerful bows and crossbows later.

Some peasants, deceived and hot-blooded, need a little bloodletting to calm them down.

Then, by making a public statement and demonstrating his benevolent and compassionate nature towards the people, he can greatly improve his reputation.

Touching his magnificent beard, Chen Changhui felt much more at ease.

A melodious horn sounded from below, and then some knights galloped out, each carrying a long pole. They rode past the main force, shouting as they went, sometimes even brandishing their poles to whip some of the riders.
Chen Changhui understood that the knights were asking the peasants to stop advancing. However, the peasants, who had not received any training, were in disarray. It took the knights a while to calm them down before they finally stopped.

Standing atop the city wall, looking at the crooked and shaky queue, Chen Changhui almost burst out laughing.

There is no doubt that these knights are experienced, because now that they have reorganized, the main force is just outside the range of the crossbow bolts. Clearly, these men know the maximum range of the crossbow bolts.

However, judging from their numbers, there are indeed not many.

"Come on, let's give them a warning!" Chen Changhui said to the officer beside him, "They're all our neighbors, let's not kill them if we can avoid it. Let's fire a volley to tell them that if they go any further, they'll be dead!"

"As ordered!"

"Organize dozens of loud-voiced men to shout together, and now disperse and go home. I will not pursue any of their previous mistakes."

"General, are you really not going to pursue this?" an officer asked indignantly. His home was just outside, and he had heard that the area had already been razed.

"Let them disperse first, we'll settle the score later!" Chen Changhui rolled his eyes at him.

The officer understood immediately.

Accompanied by the dense drumming and horn sounds from the city wall, a muffled hum resounded, and a dense mass of black feathered arrows flew out from the city wall.

Seeing such overwhelming force, the people below the city cried out in alarm. Even though it was impossible for them to be hit, they continued to retreat, and the formation they had just organized immediately fell into chaos again.

The officers and soldiers of the inspection team and Wu Hou's subordinates could only raise their poles or whips again and lash out wildly, shouting loudly, before finally managing to stabilize their formation.

The shouts from the city walls caused the crowd gathered below to whisper amongst themselves.

Many people made a fortune in this wave of expansion; their bulging clothes alone showed how much they had benefited.

Even on a hot day, some people are still wrapped in fur coats, not afraid of getting heat rash.

Those who had made a profit wanted to leave, while those who hadn't wanted to go into the city to try their luck. With differing opinions, some arguments naturally arose.

"Young master, what a disorganized mob!" Fang Xiaomao, who was used to leading elite troops, looked at the chaotic scene with some helplessness.

In his view, these people were just a burden; why bring them along?
Three thousand inspectors, plus the thousand or so elite soldiers under Wuhou, that's about right.

However, Li Dachui disagreed.

This time, his entry into Sichuan was not just about seizing power; he also intended to use this operation to carry out a thorough purge of Sichuan.

Who will carry out this massive purge?

It would be best if these people did it.

Only when these people have largely purged the old social classes in Sichuan, and new rules are established on the ruins, can they achieve greater results.

Doing it yourself may seem like the result is the same, but the effect will inevitably be different.

By encouraging the people of Sichuan to participate in this matter, each person will not only be a bystander but also a participant, thus reducing the likelihood of future regrets.

Because of repeated regrets and betrayal, turning against someone means facing the purge of the old class.

In order to avoid being purged, they had no choice but to fight tooth and nail to support themselves.

Only in this way can one preserve the fruits of victory.

He didn't personally fight the rich.

However, they were able to receive land without compensation.

How could he possibly cherish it?

“A rabble can slowly be transformed into an elite force!” Li Dachui laughed. “Think back to when we first set foot on the wasteland, weren’t we just a bunch of rabble too? After fighting a few battles like this, we’ll gradually learn some rules!”

"I'm afraid they won't have the guts to go!" Fang Xiaomao pointed to the densely packed crossbow bolts stuck in the ground ahead. "Lord Wu, I see fear on your men's faces too. If you send them to attack the city, do you think they'll dare to charge through the rain of arrows?"

Wu Hou was somewhat ashamed: "General, they've never fought a tough battle before!" Li Dachui smiled: "Then let them watch this battle; I'll fight! You all follow behind!"

Wu Hou blinked at Li Da Chui, somewhat confused!
"Young master, let me go with you!"

“You lead the inspection team and follow behind me, while Wuhou leads the third wave of your men!” Li Dachui laughed.

Before Wu Hou could figure out what Li Dachui meant, he saw Li Dachui suddenly dismount and then walk leisurely towards Mianzhu City.

"What does this mean?" Wu Hou blinked as he looked at Fang Xiaomao beside him.

Fang Xiaomao chuckled: "I'll show you something today. Hey, did you hear what the young master just said?"

Wu Hou nodded repeatedly.

He was following behind Fang Xiaomao.

Fang Xiaomao's several thousand men are quite formidable!
On the city wall, Chen Chang watched the man walk step by step toward the wall.

This person is probably the enemy leader that my cousin mentioned, probably a Xuan Yuan Ninth Rank?

Chen Changhui spat.

Only a ninth-grade Xuan Yuan!

Compared to myself, who is at the eighth rank of Xuan Yuan, he is only more profound in terms of internal energy and true qi. What's with the arrogance? Does he think he's a Xiantian?

This isn't a martial arts contest; this is a battlefield!
Even if a hail of arrows rained down, they wouldn't kill you!
He even picked up a bow and arrow himself and aimed at this arrogant fellow.

"Shoot this bastard to death!" Chen Changhui roared.

With a whoosh, the arrow fired from the powerful bow of ten stones arrived in front of Li Dachui much faster than the arrows fired by ordinary soldiers.

Li Dachui looked up at the arrow, and then the arrow stopped in front of him.

He bent his finger and flicked the arrow lightly, and the arrow turned around and disappeared with a "pop".

The speed was so fast that the arrow simply disappeared in the eyes of a normal person.

Chen Changhui was a Xuan Yuan Eighth Grade cultivator, so he was no ordinary person and thus witnessed this scene.

He managed to catch the trajectory of the arrow he had shot.

It soared into the sky, then turned around and flew swiftly down from the top of the city tower.

Then, the arrow neatly split the flagpole of his own general's flag atop the city wall in two, and the Chen-character flag fluttered down.

Chen Changhui shuddered.

This is not the ninth rank of Xuan Yuan.

This arrow didn't follow a normal trajectory; it was being controlled by someone using their inner energy.

It was as if an invisible hand guided him to complete this attack.

Who can do this?
An innate master!

Chen Changhui's face was immediately covered with beads of sweat, and his body was instantly soaked.

Li Dachui continued to advance slowly and methodically.

He could have stepped onto the city wall in the blink of an eye, but he chose to walk step by step.

Then the soldiers on and below the city walls witnessed a miracle.

The arrows aimed at him seemed to encounter an invisible wall, slowly falling around him as the man walked towards him step by step.

Ordinary people rarely see even a master of the innate realm, let alone a master of the profound realm.

Li Dachui's current performance is nothing short of miraculous.

Suddenly, both inside and outside the city walls fell silent.

The next moment, a deafening cheer erupted from below the city, while those on the city walls looked at each other in bewilderment.

Li Dachui walked to the city gate, then raised his fist and punched it out hard.

Like a thunderbolt from the heavens, the thick gate of Mianzhu City, over a foot high, shattered into pieces with a deafening roar.

Behind him, Fang Xiaomao led a team of over a thousand inspectors who came roaring in. He felt that half of them were enough, and it would be better to maintain order among the remaining rabble.

Meanwhile, Wu Hou, his face flushed red, was waving his sword and staggering forward as if he were drunk.

A master of innate talent, he was actually a master of innate talent.

He kept repeating the word "nibble" in his mind.

This master of innate talent had given him a reward a couple of days ago, drunk with him, and even told him some dirty jokes.

These are things I could brag about for a lifetime.

Instead of entering through the broken city gate, the pretentious Li Dachui walked up the city wall of Mianzhu with his hands behind his back, stepping in mid-air as if climbing stairs.

The city walls had already been bombed.

At the moment the city gate was smashed open.

The officers and soldiers scattered and fled.

The commander-in-chief, Chen Changhui, made his decision immediately upon discovering that the leader of this motley crew below the city was actually a master of innate martial arts.

He turned and ran.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the officers and soldiers, General Chen unleashed his full power as a Xuan Yuan Eighth Grade expert. With speed as a galloping horse, he rushed to the other side of the city wall, leaped down, and then everyone saw that their commander hadn't even gone home. Instead, he jumped and hopped on the rooftops and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)