Eternal Night

Chapter 77 Find the target
Wu Xianxiao strode towards Bianliang. His speed was at least 150 kilometers per hour, and this was not even the speed he was running at full speed.

Wu Xianxiao's current location is on the road from Tokyo Bianliang to Nanjing Yingtianfu.

Because of the Jingkang Incident (the Shame of Jingkang), Zhao Gou, who had been appointed as the Grand Marshal of the Army by the current Emperor Zhao Huan of the Song Dynasty, directly gave up supporting Bianliang and went to Yingtian Prefecture under the protection of the troops led by Zong Ze.

However, halfway through the journey, the team was entangled by the pursuit troops of the Jin soldiers. They fought all the way and finally collapsed when Wu Xianxiao returned. They were then rescued by Wu Xianxiao.

According to Zong Ze's men, it is about three hundred miles (one hundred and fifty kilometers) from here to Bianliang, and Wu Xianxiao can arrive in a little over an hour.

As he ran along, he could occasionally find the remains of burned villages on both sides of the official road. There were only corpses, but no villagers.

Previously, Zong Ze and his men also gave a general description of the Jin army's march southward. Not long after Guo Jing disappeared, the Jin army began to march southward in an all-round way. They then made several rapid marches during the march. Even the giant monster from the north took action personally, looking impatient.

Although it took the Jin army only a dozen days to capture Bianliang, they had been besieging Bianliang for more than a month.

During this period, the Jin army carried out a large-scale sweep of the villages and towns around Bianliang. Not many people were killed, but almost everything was looted.

The Jin court was actually a very backward civilization, even more backward than the Liao Dynasty which it defeated and annexed. It belonged to a tribal coalition army and practiced slavery. These looted Song people, the men farmed for them and the women enjoyed their sexual pleasures, and they were all their "property".

After Wu Xianxiao had been running for about thirty minutes, he encountered a marauding Jin army of a dozen people, and the number of those looted was hundreds of Song men and women.

Hundreds of men, women, young and old were tied up with ropes and pulled slowly by the horses in front of them like animals.

Among the Song people, there were even children as tall as the wheels of a car, but there were no children younger than that, not even a baby could be seen.

Wu Xianxiao came from behind and without saying a word, rushed into the Jin army and slapped each of them, smashing them to pieces. Then he pulled the ropes and shook them hard, and immediately the ropes that were tied to hundreds of men, women, and children all broke into pieces.

These common people of the Song Dynasty were still a little dazed, and then they knelt down one after another, shouting "gods, heavenly masters", "immortals" and all sorts of other things.

Wu Xianxiao looked at the common people of Song Dynasty in silence. He suddenly pointed to the south and said, "Go south along this road. There is a new court in the south. Go quickly."

Many people wanted to say something, but Wu Xianxiao continued to run forward, leaving behind the people crying in grief.

I'm sorry... I'm just an ant trying to survive in this world...

Wu Xianxiao has good intentions but he is not selfless. He can only help those he sees, and this help is only to save them. As for what happens after that... he can only leave it to fate.

Moreover, he came to Bianliang not for the country or the people. This Song Dynasty is not his country, and the people in this dream world are not his people.

He was only fighting for himself, first to destroy his inner demons, and second to eliminate the threats.

He can only guarantee that he will not do evil at will and try his best not to implicate innocent people. Other than that, he cannot guarantee anything.

Along the way, Wu Xianxiao killed seven or eight Jin soldiers' search teams, some with dozens of people and some with only a few people, and these few people were actually escorting more than a hundred civilians...

Wu Xianxiao felt a sense of resentment in his heart, even though he was fighting only for himself. As he went along, this resentment was piling up more and more, making him feel very uncomfortable.

When he finally arrived outside the city of Bianliang, he saw that there were continuous camps outside several city gates of Bianliang, and there were also Jin cavalry spies wandering around. The city of Bianliang was filled with smoke, and from time to time Jin soldiers escorted people out of several city gates, and there were also endless horse-drawn carriages transporting goods out of the city.

The capital of the Northern Song Dynasty had now become meat on the table of the Jin soldiers, ready to be slaughtered as they pleased.

Wu Xianxiao looked at the continuous Jin army camps and felt only regret that all the N5 bombs were gone.

Thousands of N5 bombs were turned into ashes when the Peace Hotel was invaded by the Mother of No Birth. Otherwise, they could have been used here to clean the floor. That would have been so cool.

Wu Xianxiao looked at the Jin soldiers' camp for a long time, but did not dare to rush in. He immediately prepared to enter the city of Bianliang first.

After circling Bianliang, Wu Xianxian rushed directly to the city wall in an empty place, tapped his feet on the wall a few times, and easily crossed over. Standing on the wall and looking down, he could see that the originally prosperous Qingming Festival scene was now gone.

The streets were filled with corpses, including men, women, young and old. The houses were burned or destroyed. There were also many weapons, fences, and flag fragments scattered all over the streets. Wu Xianxiao also vaguely heard shouts of killing, and he didn't know whether there was still a resistance team or the Jin soldiers were killing people.

As he continued to gaze into the distance, suddenly his brows twitched, and he looked towards the location of the imperial palace. Just one glance and he felt a stinging pain in his eyes. He didn't dare to look at it any longer and could only silently observe it with the corner of his eye.

After watching for more than ten seconds, Wu Xianxiao finally solved the mystery in his heart.

Why, after one hundred and fifty or sixty days, no nightmare had penetrated the unguarded shelter in the Northern Song Dynasty?

Because of the big pit in the training ground left by Chu Minghao!

Before, Wu Xianxiao didn’t know whether it was because he didn’t have enough strength or the truth he could see was not deep enough, and he didn’t realize what was wrong with the big pit.

But now he clearly felt that there was a power lurking in the deep pit, but it was like solidified thunder or a sharp blade in the sky. Once it erupted, it would be earth-shattering.

It is this power that prevents the threatening nightmare from penetrating the shelter!

As for those weaker strange creatures or monsters, the Song Dynasty also had its own golden dragon of national destiny to suppress Bianliang, especially after Guifan Tower and Wuyou Cave were wiped out, the whole Bianliang was cleared.

However, the power in this pit has become very weak. Although it is still extremely sharp, Wu Xianxiao can feel that its power is dissipating every moment. Perhaps if he waits for another ten days or half a month, the protective power left by Chu Minghao will completely disappear.

After seeing this, Wu Xianxiao looked around the Bianliang City, hesitated for just a few seconds, then jumped down, stomped on the buildings under the city wall a few times, and then jumped into an alley, facing several Jin soldiers covered in gold, silver and silk.

With one slap, the lower body of the leading Jin soldier was broken directly. Then Wu Xianxiao raised his palm and beat the remaining Jin soldiers into meat paste. Only then did the Jin soldier whose lower body was broken howl in pain, and his hands waved around on the ground like a beast.

Wu Xianxiao directly picked it up and asked, "Where is Emperor Zhao Song?"

The Jin soldier kept talking and babbling, using the Jin dialect. Although Wu Xianxiao could understand what he said, all he heard was dirty words.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped the Jin soldier's head into his chest, then walked towards the surrounding area where he heard the roar and fighting. This was a time of racing against time, and he did not dare to delay at all.

A few seconds later, another group of Jin soldiers appeared in front of them. However, this group of Jin soldiers was not a looting group. They did not seem to have any gold or silver on them, and they were fully armed. When they saw Wu Xianxiao rushing towards them, at least three or four people in the team immediately raised their swords.

But it's of no use!

When he exploded, his speed was less than one second for a hundred meters, his hands had a force of forty to fifty tons, and his whole body was filled with energy. Anyone who touched would be injured, and anyone who was hit would die.

In just a blink of an eye, Wu Xianxiao rushed into the team, and several people were torn into pieces and exploded into blood on the spot.

The remaining few people had faces full of horror. Some raised their weapons and wanted to rush forward, some threw down their weapons and planned to escape immediately, and some opened their mouths to shout. Everything seemed to stop at this moment.

The next second, Wu Xianxiao ran quickly with one hand holding a palm and the other holding a claw. Before the group of people could say anything, except for one who was running away, the rest had all been beaten into pieces, as if they had been hit head-on by a battering ram.

"I ask you, where is Emperor Zhao Song?"

Wu Xianxiao asked while holding the golden man.

The golden man was so frightened that he was shitting and pissing. He muttered meaningless words, and then under Wu Xianxiao's gaze, his face turned pale and blue, and he was frightened to death on the spot.

Wu Xianxiao frowned, dropped the corpse, and planned to continue looking for the next lucky target.

At this moment, a voice sounded from the side: "Warrior, here!"

When he turned around, he saw several men waving at him on a broken wall. Wu Xianxiao immediately jumped up the wall and landed in the courtyard inside the wall.

This is a collapsed and damaged residential house, but because the house collapsed at the gate, there is a relatively safe space inside. There are more than a dozen men, more than a dozen women and children, and two children, all with their mothers covering their mouths tightly.

The man who just waved looked like a Song soldier. One of his arms was bent backwards, his body was covered in blood, and there were several feather arrows stuck in his armor on his back.

The Song soldier immediately said to Wu Xianxiao: "Warrior, are you going to rescue the two officials?!"

Wu Xianxiao's heart moved, and he nodded and said, "That's right, do you know where they are?"

The Song soldier's face immediately turned red. The Song men and women behind him all had the same expression. The Song soldier said, "The two officials were stripped naked and kneeling outside the main training ground of the northern Jin army camp, watching the noble ladies of the royal family... beasts!!"

Wu Xianxiao's expression, however, remained calm.

This is indeed something that Song Huizong and Song Qinzong could do. In fact, if Zhao Gou were here, all three emperors, father and son, could have done the same thing.

"Thanks."

Wu Xianxiao knew the exact location and without delay, he immediately set off.

At this time, the Song soldier immediately tried to dissuade him, saying, "You are a skilled warrior, but the Jin army camp is a dangerous place, and there is also a northern monster in charge. If you want to save the emperor, you need to take a long-term plan, warrior!"

Wu Xianxiao ignored it. At this time, other people also spoke. One of the voices made him stop for a second. He turned around and saw an old man who looked vaguely familiar.

He had met this old man once before. When he and Yamade Xu Shilan first came to Bianliang, it was this old man who had a conversation with him and gave the three of them a bowl of herbal tea.

Wu Xianxiao turned around and looked at the old man. He suddenly clasped his fists and asked, "Old man, have any relatives been captured by the Jin soldiers?"

The old man was originally shouting along with the crowd. He also felt a little familiar with the tall young man in front of him, but he couldn't figure out the reason for a moment. When he heard these words, tears suddenly streamed down his face and he immediately covered his face and burst into tears.

The Song soldier sighed and said, "Old Li's two sons and two daughters-in-law died in the Jin soldiers' looting, and his grandson and granddaughter were kidnapped..."

Wu Xianxiao clenched his fists but said nothing. He just turned around and stepped into the air a few steps without paying attention to the words behind him. He had already gone far away.

When he arrived at the street, Wu Xianxian no longer concealed his figure. He rushed forward, killing everyone he met and destroying soldiers he met. Anyone who dressed as a barbarian was killed.

He was fast and ruthless, and in just a few minutes, he killed hundreds of people, his body soaked in blood. By this time, the Jin soldiers in the city had already discovered something was wrong, and the Song people who were being robbed and hiding also discovered Wu Xianxiao.

Then, he rushed straight to the North Gate and killed all the guards at the North Gate in a few seconds. He then saw the huge camp outside the North Gate.

He galloped as fast as lightning and his mind was as fierce as a tiger. The cavalry between the city gate and the main camp could not catch up with him at all. When their horses were running and roaring, Wu Xianxiao had already broken through the camp fence and rushed directly onto the parade ground of the main camp.

What came into view was Zhao Ji and another man kneeling naked in the parade ground, facing a huge barracks. From the barracks came the sounds of women crying and screaming, and men roaring with lust.

When Wu Xianxiao rushed into the parade ground, dense crowds of Jin soldiers poured out from the surrounding area, and hundreds of cavalrymen were chasing him from behind. Zhao Ji and the other man looked over at the same time, both with disbelief in their eyes, and then with ecstasy.

There was a deep murderous intent in Wu Xianxiao's eyes.

Kill Zhao Ji!
Break his inner demon!

Establish a level 5 shelter!

Only in this way can we fight against the northern monster!
Wu Xianxiao ignored the screams, roars and gazes of all the surrounding Jin soldiers, Song captives, looting civilians, etc., and just walked towards Zhao Ji step by step.

Kill the Emperor...

Right now!

(End of this chapter)