Starting as a centurion, he fought his way through the chaos of the world.

Chapter 105 The war rages on
Lu Ming nodded. A month of cultivation had allowed him to reach the Innate Realm.

Now, even without using military formations, he can rival a master in the late stage of Qi Refining.

If one can master the "Suppressing Prison Blade Mountain", one can slay a late-stage Dao Foundation cultivator.

He was still wearing the armor he had worn in the past.

The Lion Armor has been changed to avoid being recognized.

After taking the Great Wilderness Halberd carried by the soldiers, his gaze fell on Wu Han.

"He's reached the mid-stage of the Innate Realm; his progress is rapid."

Wu Han's strength had already reached the peak of Gang Qi.

Moreover, they remained stagnant for a long time, simply because they lacked the corresponding breakthrough techniques, thus preventing them from advancing further.

Now, having received the cultivation technique bestowed upon him by Lu Ming, he has accumulated his strength and is now ready to unleash it.

Their strength naturally improved by leaps and bounds.

"Thanks to your guidance, sir!"

Wu Han quickly replied.

Lu Ming didn't say anything more. He picked up the Great Wilderness Halberd and walked out of the garrison.

When they first appeared on the city wall.

Looking down, they indeed found that the rebel army from Zezhou had appeared below the city.

They were probably about a mile away, but they didn't make a move immediately.

It was a dark, dense mass, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Those lined up at the front were mostly rioters and would likely be used as cannon fodder to charge into battle.

He was only wearing a tattered battle robe, without armor, and his hair and face were unkempt and covered in filth.

If they weren't carrying long knives, people would believe they were a group of beggars.

A figure sat beneath the general's banner; it must be King Muye.

He was holding a gleaming longsword in his hand, and he was wiping it down.

The city before them seemed to be completely disregarded.

“Governor, we only have 30,000 men in the city, while the enemy has at least 250,000. Apart from leaving a small number of people to guard Zezhou, they have brought all the troops they could muster. I’m afraid this battle will be difficult,” Wu Han said in a low voice.

Lu Ming nodded.

However, he was quite confident in his own side. A month of intensive training had allowed the Mo Dao soldiers to complete their formation practice, and their cultivation had reached the peak of the late Blood Transformation stage.

These rebels are perfect for practice.

The ten thousand city guards they brought with them had all reached the Bone Forging Realm.

Although the captains of each battalion had not broken through to the Gangqi Realm, they were still at the late True Essence Realm.

In addition, there were troops from Yunmeng Prefecture.

In his view, the 80,000 armored elite troops that wiped out the rebels were enough.

As for the rest of the rebel troops, they were merely there to make up the numbers.

Once the rebels' elite forces are defeated, they will inevitably scatter.

Now, the only thing he wants to see is the giant monster of Zezhou. If he can kill it, this battle can be almost over.

"General, they've made a move!" Wu Han said.

Lu Ming looked up.

Sure enough, I saw it right away.

A rebel phalanx marched towards the city, carrying simple wooden shields and some carrying ladders.

It let out a roar that was difficult to understand.

They charged toward the city.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, and a foul stench could be smelled.

"Archers, prepare!" Hu Fei held up an iron-framed bow, which was already fully drawn.

The cold, octagonal arrowhead gleamed with a chilling light.

After his cultivation level broke through to the True Essence Realm, the power of his heavy arrows increased even further.

The two thousand archers behind him also drew their bows.

From the city wall, a constant creaking sound rang out.

After practicing the cultivation techniques given to them by Lu Ming, this army's cultivation level advanced by leaps and bounds. They not only reached the Bone Forging Realm, but their arrows, while not guaranteed to hit the target every time, became much more powerful.

The rain of arrows was so intense that even a True Essence Realm expert might not be able to withstand it for long.

At this moment, the rebels approached.

Hu Fei was the first to shoot an arrow.

"Snap!" The sound of the bowstring being plucked rang out.

Everyone else let go at the same time.

Then came a large number of feathered arrows.

At this moment, the void is broken.

Each one emitted a deafening whistle.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The rebels running ahead had shields that were no match for the arrows.

It shattered instantly, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

But the powerful arrows continued forward until they pierced the bodies of the shield-wielding soldiers in the chaos, only then did they stop.

Waves of arrows prevented the rebels from getting close to the city.

In less than half an hour, the ground was covered with corpses.

Some of the disorganized soldiers were frightened and wanted to retreat.

However, he was cleaved to the ground by a single sword strike from the armored elite troops supervising the battle from the rear.

The blood mist was accompanied by a roar.

A short, stocky man wielding a warhammer shouted menacingly, "Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed on the spot!"

As he spoke, the warhammer struck.

It landed squarely on the head of a fleeing rebel, instantly causing a burst of blood mist.

"Get back to the city and attack!"

Hanu shook his warhammer, his face smeared with blood.

He roared furiously, as if he were insane.

The other rebels, deterred by the situation, had no choice but to turn back.

They charged towards the city walls.

This time, although they had a large number of people, some of them managed to get onto the city wall.

But they still couldn't achieve anything.

The soldiers with long-handled swords standing on the city walls, along with the warriors from various captains' battalions, slashed and hacked at the enemy, and these chaotic troops couldn't even get close.

Even armor couldn't be broken through.

The battle raged from noon until night.

Lu Ming stood atop the city wall, watching all of this unfold.

There was no change on the surface.

The bodies of the rebels had piled up all around the city.

Blood flowed out and spread in all directions.

It emits a pungent, fishy smell.

King Muye gazed at everything on the city wall, his eyes meeting Lu Ming's.

A sinister glint appeared in his eyes.

How many people died today?

"My lord, more than eight thousand have died in battle. There are not many people on the city walls, but they are all fierce and brave. Our men cannot even get close to them, and our morale has been greatly damaged."

"It was said by a man who looked like a scholar."

He was the strategist by King Muye's side. Although he appeared refined, he was second only to Hanu in ruthlessness among King Muye's generals.

He was skilled with a long sword and his cultivation had also reached the Innate Realm; he was known as the Throat-Sealing Scholar.

"Retreat, all of you! We'll attack again tomorrow!"

Makino-o said calmly.

He wasn't in a hurry; his men outnumbered those on the city walls by nearly ten times.

I believe I can outlast the other person.

The scholar who sealed the throat retreated.

A moment later, the retreat signal sounded.

All the rebels breathed a sigh of relief and retreated in droves.

This battle was far too agonizing for them.

It was even more difficult than dealing with the Imperial Guards back then.

The intensity of the attack was beyond anyone's expectations.

In just half a day, nearly 10,000 people died in battle.

The army retreated silently until they were several miles away.

Then he stopped.

They were stationed in three separate camps.

It presents a triangular shape.

Surround the entire Yunmeng City.

They can not only look after each other.

More importantly, they believe that this will...

Yunmeng City became an isolated city, making it difficult for its inhabitants to break out. Moments later, smoke began to rise from the rebel camp.

Lu Ming glanced into the distance and said, "Tell the brothers to eat too."

"Yes, General!"

Wu Han responded and stepped back. A moment later, someone carried up a large amount of steamed buns and meat bones.

The soldiers had been fighting all day and were already starving.

They naturally began to wolf down their food.

Wu Han also brought his rice bowl to Lu Ming's side.

"My lord, if things continue as they are today, the rebel army will be wiped out sooner or later."

At this moment, a look of joy appeared on his face.

The original worries were swept away.

But at that moment, Lu Ming asked, "Have the scouts I sent out returned?"

"We're back. Of the three camps around us, the one in front is where King Muye is stationed, with 80,000 armored elite troops all around him."

The 80,000 on the right are a displaced army led by a general named Hanu.

The 80,000 on the left are the rebel strategist, led by the "Throat-Sealing Scholar."

Wu Han spoke up.

Today he killed several rebel generals at the Gangqi Realm.

I was quite happy.

"Notify all battalion commanders and Mo Dao soldiers that tonight, they will follow me in a surprise attack on the camp where King Muye is located. Today, we will cut off his main force," Lu Ming's voice rang out.

This startled Wu Han.

Then came the Way.

"My lord, are you planning a night raid on the enemy camp?" The voice sounded somewhat incredulous.

Clearly, they hadn't expected Lu Ming to be so bold.

"You are in charge of leading the army, waving flags and shouting outside the four city gates, making an offensive posture so that the two rebel armies on both sides will hesitate to act rashly." Lu Ming did not respond to his words, but just said calmly.

"Yes, sir!" Wu Han replied and withdrew.

After he left.

Lu Ming looked at the fiery clouds stretching to the horizon in the distance.

There seemed to be flames burning in his eyes.

Once those 80,000 elite troops are crushed, King Muye will be powerless to reverse the situation.

With a thousand Mo Dao soldiers under his command, he could easily break through the rebel camp.

In addition, there are tens of thousands of elite Bone Forging Realm warriors.

With a surprise attack, tearing apart 18,000 Makino men should not be a problem.

He didn't want to waste time here fighting the rebels.

If possible, we can capture Zezhou before winter, then we can quickly dig irrigation canals and avoid affecting next year's spring planting.

They occupied two states.

Even if it's in a place besieged by rebels, it's easier to deal with.

Otherwise, Yunzhou alone would be far too lacking in both strategic depth and war potential.

Moreover, Zezhou is located west of the sea, where boats can be built and fish can be caught. It is full of wetlands, but they have not been used properly. If canals were dug to draw water, it could immediately become a fertile land.

However, just as Lu Ming and his men were preparing to launch a counterattack against the rebels...

At this time, due to the autumn harvest, a massive wave of rebellion swept across various parts of Dayu.

In Jizhou, a county in northern China, there is a village under its jurisdiction.

The farmer knelt in the field, the cracked earth dark and cracked, resembling a giant tortoise shell.

Just two days ago, the family ran out of their last remaining food supplies, and his wife had died of illness half a month earlier.

The fields yielded no harvest, and the officials sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief embezzled a large amount of grain and started doing business with grain merchants.

The people now have no way to survive.

He wiped away his tears and glanced around.

He found many people like him kneeling in the field, some even crying and wailing.

His rough hands unconsciously gripped the farm tools, almost squeezing them until they bled.

Then, he suddenly stood up.

"We're all going to die anyway! The corrupt officials who were in charge of disaster relief sold our grain. If you want to live, come with me to the town and rob us!" After shouting this, he actually picked up a hoe and ran towards the town, where a grain merchant from out of town was stationed.

They are collecting grain from all over the place every day.

They sent the disaster relief grain that should have belonged to the people to their own granaries.

The farmer's shout drew the attention of many people, who then silently followed him toward the town.

It's all the same in the end—death.

It's better to rob the unscrupulous merchant and die a well-fed ghost.

The procession was long and impressive, with villagers from one village after another following along.

The group, which originally consisted of only a few dozen people, grew to over a thousand by the time they reached the town.

The powerful local magistrates and their servants ran out, trying to stop the starving refugees.

With his peak Bone Forging cultivation, he believed that with the help of his subordinates, holding off these starving rioters would be no problem.

After all, that grain merchant from out of town had given him money.

But just as this powerful figure appeared at the town entrance, sword in hand...

A dark shadow appeared on the treetop at some unknown time.

Like a ghost.

If anyone knew him, they would recognize him as none other than the Black Crow Venerable.

He flicked his finger.

A black feather flew out.

"Swoosh!" It pierced right through the powerful man's head.

The other person fell straight down.

He fell to the ground.

The servants and guards behind him glanced around and, finding nothing amiss, one of them shouted in panic and ran away.

Everyone scattered in panic.

The rioters who had gathered together stormed into the grain merchants' territory with great success.

When they saw the piles of grain, they went completely mad.

The grain merchant and his hired guards were beaten to death in the crowd by the frenzied mob.

In the darkness, the corners of the Black Crow Venerable's mouth involuntarily turned up.

And in other places, the same thing is happening.

Overnight, countless rebels sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

The chaos in Dayu has escalated once again.

Those disciples of the immortal sects who helped the various rebel kings instantly felt that the humanistic power of the Great Yu Dynasty had greatly lessened its constraints on them.

Liu Huai sat in the palace, laughing heartily.

He had just tested it and found that he could now unleash the combat power of the Core Formation Realm.

At this stage, many powerful spells can be used directly.

Those who follow the Dao will be worlds apart.

However, Lu Ming was completely unaware of any of this at the time.

But just to be safe.

Before going into battle.

He still exchanged for an Ascension Talisman, after all, he only had one life.

Moreover, he didn't know exactly how strong that great demon from Zezhou was.

Having a trump card makes things more secure.

In today's battle, he earned over ten million points.

They can handle it.

As time went by, it was already midnight.

Wu Han cautiously approached. "General, everything is ready."

Lu Ming nodded, picked up the Great Wilderness Halberd, and walked down to the city.

Wang Xun, Zheng Yong, and others were already waiting.

Upon seeing Lu Ming arrive, he quickly stepped forward and said...

"General!"

"General!"

Lu Ming nodded.

"Is everyone here?"

"Sir, everyone has arrived," Zheng Yong said hurriedly as he stepped forward.

Lu Ming nodded. "In a moment, the archers will take care of the enemies at the gate, the Mo Dao soldiers will follow me into the enemy ranks, and the rest of you will follow closely behind. We'll cut through them and seize Zezhou."

"As ordered!"

His generals exclaimed excitedly.

Without saying much, Lu Ming took the lead and headed outside.

Others followed.

A moment later, it disappeared into the darkness.

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