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

Chapter 113 Sweep and Harvest

The moment the army crashed into the camp.

A chilling aura of killing intent began to rise.

The camp was filled with a cacophony of roars and screams.

The campfire trampled by the warhorses ignited the tents.

Everywhere there were rushing warriors, and everywhere there were flames connected together.

The Iron Pagoda continued its charge forward, and a rebel force of several thousand men gathered together, blocking the way for the main army.

They wanted to stop the Ironclad Cavalry's attack.

But the next moment, a colossal wave crashed down.

Thousands of armored rebel soldiers were swept through, their limbs flying everywhere.

At this moment, the Ironclad Pagoda had completely turned blood-red, and its originally transparent mystic light was now flashing with an eerie crimson hue.

The ups and downs in the military camp.

It actually transformed into a sweeping wave of blood.

Lu Ming felt as if he was tireless as the blood seeped into him.

When looking back.

The other Ironclad warriors were the same; their eyes shone with excitement, as if they possessed boundless energy.

This gave Lu Ming a jolt of energy; he knew it must be the effect of the formation.

In my heart, my evaluation of the "Blood Sea Floating Pagoda Formation" has risen to a new level.

Meanwhile, Lu Ming was leading his army, rampaging through the camp.

Under the leadership of his generals, his troops broke through the dawn fog and stormed into the camp.

A massacre has officially begun.

The unprepared rebels had no chance against such a brutal attack.

Some people had just rushed out of the tent when they were slashed to the ground by long swords.

Before he could struggle, another knife pierced his heart.

Blood spurted out.

In the moment he closed his eyes, all he saw was his own blood falling onto the other person's ferocious face.

Then, his pupils contracted sharply, and he lost consciousness.

The King of Lingshan was awakened from his sleep.

"Bang!" He kicked the concubine who was holding him to the ground.

Amidst the other party's screams.

He ran barefoot out of the camp.

"What happened!" a sharp shout rang out.

But no one responded; all he could see were soldiers running back and forth.

A moment later, a general came running over in a disheveled state.

"Your Highness, the Yunzhou army has arrived and has already breached the front camp. Everything is in chaos now."

"Where is Hanu? Wasn't he supposed to be on night patrol tonight? Why did he let the enemy break in!" King Lingshan's pale face contorted with rage, making him look like a demon in the moonlight.

"Hanu has long since disappeared," the general said with a mournful face.

Just now, he was shot through the red tassel on his head by an arrow from a general from Yunzhou.

Everyone was still feeling lingering fear.

King Lingshan quickly returned to his tent.

A moment later, he was dressed and carrying a long sword.

"Immediately notify the disciples of Medicine King Island to prepare for battle."

After he finished speaking, he led a group of guards that had just been gathered together.

Heading towards the forward camp.

The general who had just delivered the message did not hesitate and immediately ran to the other side.

It was obvious that they had gone to inform the sect disciples.

When King Lingshan arrived at the front.

So shocked by what he saw that he was at a loss for what to do, and his anger from before had dissipated.

What came into view was a rolling sea of ​​blood.

No, it can't be called a sea of ​​blood yet; it's more like a lake.

However, the bloody, brutal, and chilling aura emanating from it chilled him to the bone.

All around were ruthless Yunzhou soldiers clad in armor.

They were extremely ruthless; with each swing of their weapons, they almost never left anyone alive.

A battlefield splattered with blood.

One by one, the corpses fell, all of them belonging to their own side.

He also saw some of his men flee.

They ran in groups, but as soon as they left the camp, they were covered by a rain of arrows that seemed to come from nowhere, and fell to the ground.

The chaos and the aura of death made it hard for him to breathe.

"Tap!"

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded.

The disciples from Medicine King Island have finally arrived, a total of thirteen.

They all held long swords, their bodies glowing with light in the night sky.

Three of them had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, while the remaining ten were all at the Qi Refining stage.

Looking at the scene on the field.

One by one, their brows furrowed.

Clearly, they also felt it was somewhat tricky.

"Let's attack together, deal with the cavalry first!" the senior disciple in the lead said.

His cultivation level was at the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, making him the strongest among all the disciples.

Faintly, one could see cavalrymen roaring in that sea of ​​blood.

"We'll listen to our senior brother!" The others nodded.

Then, thirteen people leaped into the air and headed towards the Ironclad Pagoda.

Walking on air, her clothes fluttering.

Under the moonlight, he actually had the air of a disciple of a celestial sect.

"Boom!"

However, just as they approached the army formation, a booming sound arose, as if giant waves were crashing.

It clashed with the sword light in their hands.

Then, a disciple of the immortal sect was swallowed up.

A moment later, the sea of ​​blood became even more alluring.

"Black Tortoise Formation, activate!" Just then, a thunderous voice rang out.

Lu Shi arrived with his elite infantry battalion. The three thousand soldiers, having been working day and night under the ironworks battalion, had all donned their armor.

Its entire body is covered with iron plates.

Only a pair of eyes were visible.

He held a large shield as tall as a person in his left hand and a long spear in his right.

He carried six finely crafted steel javelins on his back.

He was armed to the teeth.

As Lu Shi roared...

Another military formation was completed on the battlefield.

This is the pitch-black Xuanwu (Black Tortoise).

From the air, it covers an area of ​​several hundred meters in radius.

The huge turtle's back was covered with sharp spikes.

The limbs popped out, and there were even sharp, keratinous extensions at the joints.

It shimmered with a cold, eerie light under the moonlight.

"Roar!" Xuanwu roared.

From its enormous mouth, a jet of water shot out and crashed into a disciple at the Qi Refining stage.

The other party naturally wouldn't be negligent, and covered him with protective qi.

The longsword moved with impenetrable force, its sharp sword energy swirling around them.

They wanted to block the water column.

"Bang!" But when they collided, they realized they were wrong. This was not a water column at all, but a giant waterfall formed by the convergence of javelins. But it was too late to know that now.

As endless sharpness hurtled toward him.

The disciple was quickly submerged.

"what!"

At this moment, several more disciples of Medicine King Island were covered in a sea of ​​blood.

This scene terrified the King of Lingshan, who was far away.

I never dreamed that the Yunzhou army would be so powerful.

"Quick, pack your things, we're getting ready to leave."

King Lingshan spoke somewhat incoherently.

He was frightened; he had truly witnessed the power of the Yunzhou army.

But how could Lu Ming let him leave?

We've already locked onto the King of Ling Mountain.

"Splash!" Crimson waves of blood surged and rolled.

The disciples of the immortal sects surrounding him were directly blasted away by a giant wave.

He fell to the ground, seriously injured.

"Swoosh!" Several soldiers threw out chains with iron hooks attached, piercing their collarbones and binding them to the side.

No matter how high and mighty these people were in the past.

Now he is also a prisoner.

They stared in horror at everything before them. The giant waves continued to roll forward.

King Lingshan, seeing the approaching cavalry, no longer cared about packing his things.

He ran straight outside.

However, now that Lu Ming has locked onto him, how can he let him escape?

A crimson wave of blood swept up a long spear, which instantly pierced through the air.

"Whoosh!" A sharp sound ripped through the night sky.

A white streak appeared in the pitch-black sky.

Finally, it landed on the back of King Lingshan.

The instant you see through the opponent.

Then they saw the King of Lingshan involuntarily lunge forward.

Blood was vomited from the mouth and nose.

Then he fell to the ground.

There was no breath.

The spear's tail continued to tremble even after it had pierced the ground.

"The prince is dead!" A sharp scream rang out in the night sky.

This threw the rebels into complete chaos.

They scattered and fled.

Those who couldn't escape simply knelt down and surrendered.

The battle lasted until noon on the second day before it finally ended.

The entire camp had been burned to the ground.

In some places, the ashes had not yet completely burned out, and white smoke was still rising.

Lu Ming sat by a campfire, while his personal guards roasted animal meat for him.

Zhang Mu rushed over.

"My lord, the prisoners have been counted. There are about 130,000 prisoners, of which 80,000 are martial artists who have entered the country, and more than 50,000 are refugees who have been taken hostage, but they are all young and strong."

We captured over 300,000 weapons of various kinds and more than 20,000 warhorses. Last night, their cavalry didn't even have time to deploy before being wiped out.

Zhang Mu said excitedly.

This battle can definitely be described as a resounding victory.

Lu Ming nodded. "Well done."

Then, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Mu, whose face was covered in soot, and asked, "Have you ever thought about leading a large army into battle?"

Upon hearing the voice, the other party was taken aback.

Not knowing what Lu Ming meant, he scratched his head and grinned, "My lord, haven't I been fighting alongside the army all along?"

"No, it's different. What I mean is that I want you to lead a large army to conquer Hongzhou and Chizhou. Now that your cultivation is already at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm, plus the Iron Pagoda, you are actually capable of standing alone."

"Didn't you serve in the Imperial Guard in the past? Do you have confidence?"

"I"

"Stop nagging me. These generals under the rebel king used to be just making a living in the martial arts world, yet they could lead armies to conquer cities and territories. You are a valiant general in the army, and you have even experienced wars outside the borders. What are you hesitating for?"

People always have to grow. Our governor's office is getting bigger and bigger, and we need more and more people. If you don't grow up quickly and take charge on your own, I'll be too busy to do anything.

"Just go ahead and do it; I'll take care of everything."

Lu Ming said nonchalantly.

King Lingshan and his elite troops have been wiped out.

Apart from the island lord of Medicine King Island, the others are not worth worrying about.

Moreover, with the death of King Lingshan, the Lord of Medicine King Island lost the support of the anti-king forces and was unable to exert his Core Formation strength on this land; even the Foundation Establishment stage was in jeopardy.

Even if he does appear, the army is enough to crush him.

This is a good opportunity to train your subordinates.

At this point, Zhang Mu no longer refused.

He immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"

Then, Lu Ming waved his hand and said, "Wang Xun, come here for a moment."

The other person, who was not far away, immediately walked over.

His entire suit of armor was covered in blood.

Even his beard was covered in bits of flesh, making him look somewhat ferocious.

But he looked radiant.

In this battle, he killed a master of the Innate Realm and more than ten masters of the Qi Condensation Realm.

With such merit, plus his relationship with Lu Ming, he should definitely be promoted to the rank of Grand Commandant.

"My lord!" Wang Xun greeted him with clasped hands as soon as he arrived.

His face showed respect.

They seemed very cautious.

His momentary smugness vanished instantly.

"You will be Zhang Mu's deputy general and take Hongzhou and Chizhou."

"Yes, sir!" Wang Xun replied immediately.

The excitement in his eyes was almost impossible to hide.

Then, Lu Ming waved his hand, signaling the two of them to sit down, and continued, "The 130,000 prisoners will all be incorporated into the army. For now, we will only teach them martial arts techniques, and we will provide them with armor later."

"With an army of over 200,000 men under your command, how long will it take you to capture two states?"

Zhang Mu gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, give us three months."

Back then, Wu Han took less than three months to capture Zezhou. Now that they have twice as many people, they certainly can't fall behind.

"Alright, you guys decide on the specific battle plan. I'll just wait for the results. We only have one chance, so let's see if you can catch me off guard," Lu Ming said with a smile.

However, he was quite confident in his subordinates.

After all, their opponents were just some rebels, making it the perfect opportunity for practice.

"Yes, sir!" the two replied immediately.

Just then, Wang Yue also came over, but he was with a few people.

"boom!"

When she came to Lu Ming's side.

Five figures were thrown to the ground: one woman and four men.

"My lord, what should we do with these people from the immortal sects?" Wang Yue asked casually.

He was more relaxed in front of Lu Ming than his father.

The other party looked at the group of people.

Lost in thought.

They were all disciples of Medicine King Island. The woman's cultivation was at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment stage. She was pretty and fair-skinned, but she looked quite disheveled.

She wore a long red dress, stained with mud and blood.

There is a knife wound on my arm.

The heaviest part is the iron hook on the collarbone; even with his powerful cultivation, he is now powerless to use it.

The five people lay on the ground, struggling like maggots.

After a moment, Lu Ming sat up straight and said.

"I'm giving you a chance: surrender or die. The choice is yours."

This was something he suddenly thought of, as his own cultivation level and that of his subordinates increased.

Tian Fu definitely couldn't refine any higher-grade pills.

The disciples from Medicine King Island are always stronger.

If they're willing to join us, having them refine elixirs wouldn't be a bad idea.

The disciples were taken aback by Lu Ming's question and exchanged bewildered glances.

Then, they all nodded.

"Sir, we are willing to surrender to you, we only beg you to spare our lives!"

The woman in the lead immediately spoke.

Lu Ming's gaze darkened slightly. The fact that these disciples from Medicine King Island were cooperating so well made him somewhat uneasy.

After all, alchemy is no small matter.

Then, all eyes fell on them.

The data of several people appeared in his mind.

Name: Sun Juan

[Cultivation Level: Early Stage of Dao Foundation]

[Her personal story: She was a farm girl from the coast. When she was five years old, her village was massacred overnight. Everyone, including her parents, died at the hands of the Medicine King Island Master. Because she had the potential for cultivation, she was taken away by the Medicine King Island Master and became his disciple.]

Before the age of twelve, she suffered inhuman torture, forced by the Lord of Medicine King Island to try various elixirs, making her life worse than death.

At the age of thirteen, due to her sensitivity to medicinal herbs and her talent for cultivation, she was valued by the Lord of Medicine King Island and began to be taught alchemy. He forced her to give the children who were his test subjects pills that she had refined. In one year, she watched helplessly as more than fifty children died at her hands, and she hated the Lord of Medicine King Island to the core.

At twenty, forced by the Lord of Medicine King Island, she became a numb alchemist, and countless child test subjects died at her hands.

[Current Mission: Seek refuge with the Governor of Yunzhou and break free from the control of the Lord of Medicine King Island. If possible, request the Governor to kill the Lord of Medicine King Island.]

[Overall level of brutality: 40]

Killing it will grant 40 Chaos Points.

Looking at the information of the others, Lu Ming nodded in satisfaction.

These people actually harbored hatred for the Lord of Medicine King Island, but were powerless to resist.

Now that they've come to rely on me, it's truly out of the ordinary.

Then, looking at Wang Yue, he said, "Untie their collarbones and have the physician come and bandage their wounds. When I go back, I will take them with me to Hongdu Prefecture."

"Yes, my lord!"

After Wang Yue responded, he ordered his men to unlock the chains.

A moment later, a physician ran over and bandaged the wounds of the disciples from Medicine King Island.

Lu Ming sat to the side and opened the system store.

I'm ready to see how many points I've earned this time.

(End of this chapter)