Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 466 Heavenly Slaughter Army

It wasn't until Erzhu Zhao stepped onto the pontoon bridge that Ren Yuan used the Five Elements Conversion technique to instantly destroy the pontoon bridge.

Then they created the illusion of the white-robed army suddenly appearing, instantly scaring the 20,000 Wei soldiers who were stunned by the bombing.

What's most impressive is that after becoming a demigod, he can create something out of nothing, producing real white-robed soldiers that are mixed in with the illusions.

When the Wei soldiers saw their comrades falling to the ground, wounded by arrows, or being hacked to death, how could they tell whether they were in an illusion or in reality?
Once their belief was absolute, the fear of the White-Robed Army completely overwhelmed their reason. The 20,000 elite Wei troops who launched the night raid almost all perished from trampling each other and from deliberately jumping into the river…

Ren Yuan looked indifferently at the corpses strewn across the banks of the Yellow River, with the river surface filled with the remains of people and horses, and finally realized his own power!

He waited on the Yellow River for a long time, but by the time it was broad daylight, he had neither seen Erzhu Rong nor Yuan Tianmu. Clearly, the other party had given up on crossing the river.

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Ren Yuan then flashed back to the top of Zhongbei City.

He was greeted by the unbridled cheers of his comrades.

They could see clearly from the city wall that the commotion at Hezhongzhu last night was all done by Ren Yuan alone.

Such extraordinary abilities can naturally greatly boost morale.

Chen Qingzhi also looked at Ren Yuan with a smile.

"Commander Chen." Ren Yuan hurriedly shook off the crowd and stepped forward to report: "Last night, the 20,000 Qi Hu troops who attempted to cross the river were all wiped out, and Erzhu Zhao barely escaped with his life."

"Good, well done." Chen Qingzhi nodded in satisfaction and asked softly, "Any discomfort?"

Ren Yuan was taken aback when he heard this, and then he realized that Chen Qingzhi was referring to the fact that he had killed 20,000 people in one night.

He was then horrified to discover that he was completely unmoved by it.

Ren Yuan was starting to feel uneasy... Although he had faced countless dangers and killed numerous people over the years, he had never been a bloodthirsty person. How could things have turned out this way?

"Relax." Chen Qingzhi patted his shoulder and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Do you remember what your senior brother said before giving you the divine fire?"

“My senior brother said… once you take this step, whether you succeed or not, you will no longer be human,” Ren Yuan recalled.

"Now you understand what he means, right?" Chen Qingzhi smiled slightly.

"I see..." Ren Yuan suddenly realized that when one becomes powerful enough to eliminate thousands of mortals with a wave of the hand, it becomes difficult to regard oneself as one of their kind.

They will inevitably be regarded as... ants.

"Do you enjoy this feeling?" Chen Qingzhi asked.

Ren Yuan shook his head and said in a low voice, "I hate gods, and that's what motivates me to become one."

"Understood." Chen Qingzhi understood his mindset perfectly and said softly, "Then spend more time with people and constantly remind yourself that you're human, not a god. If that doesn't work, just pretend to be human, but whatever you do, don't think of yourself as a god..."

"Yes." Ren Yuan nodded gratefully. Chen Shuai was indeed his mentor and friend, saving him from taking too many detours.

At this moment, the powerful bugle call sounded again from the Wei army camp, and a new day's offensive began...

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In Erzhu Rong's camp.

After sounding the bugle call to assemble the entire army, he did not immediately order them to leave the camp, but instead commanded his generals to gather the army in front of him!
He sat upright on the high platform, his face ashen, coldly watching the armies brought before him.

Last night's crushing defeat by Erzhu Zhao has completely declared the river-crossing route a failure. The only option left is to resort to the strategy of using force in rotation, as Gao Huan suggested, and to leverage numerical superiority to launch a direct assault on Beizhong City.

However, he still hoped to minimize the losses, so he decided to expend his own true essence to strengthen the soldiers! Not the temporary strengthening with bloodthirsty energy as before, but to permanently transform them into his Heavenly Slaughter Army!
At this moment, Gao Huan, following his orders, carried a giant bronze cauldron to the foot of the high platform. Then, the Qihu soldiers poured jars of strong liquor into the cauldron. Hundreds of jars were poured in before the cauldron was full. Under the morning sun, the liquor shimmered with golden light, making the soldiers secretly swallow their saliva.

But then Erzhu Rong slowly rose from his throne, extended his scarlet fingernails, and cut his palm.

The crimson-black divine blood, like beads from a broken string, dripped into the wine with a crackling sound, each drop creating golden-red ripples, as if living things were swimming in the wine.

Only after the entire cauldron of strong liquor had been stained reddish-black did Erzhu Rong clench his fist to stop the bleeding.

His face was somewhat pale, but his voice remained strong and powerful, resonating deep within the hearts of the soldiers:
"Those who drink this wine will become incomparably powerful, capable of transforming into the sharpest blade capable of slaying the heavens! Will you drink it or not?!"

"Drink! Drink! Drink!" the soldiers shouted without hesitation.

Erzhu Rong then waved his hand and said, "Give me wine!"

So Gao Huan quickly led his men to scoop the divine wine from the cauldron back into the barrel and then distribute it to the soldiers.

Half an hour later, all the soldiers were given a small bowl of wine.

"Let's drink together!" Erzhu Rong raised the golden wine cup with the wolf's head.

"Thank you, Divine Lord!" The 100,000 Wei soldiers knelt solemnly, holding wine bowls high with both hands, and drank the blood wine in one gulp.

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The Wei soldiers drank the blood wine, and moments later, a strange change occurred...

Amidst howls like wolves, their muscles bulged, filling their oversized uniforms, and their armor creaked and groaned, eventually rising half a head higher.

Not only did their physiques grow larger, but the soldiers' strength also increased exponentially. Ordinary infantrymen could draw a three-stone bow, leap two zhang in a single bound, climb city walls as if walking on flat ground, and their army formations were like a pack of wolves charging forward!
Their eyes also turned into wolf-like green vertical pupils, allowing them to see clearly at night as if it were daytime, and even the slightest trembling of a banner several miles away could be seen!

Combined with the power of a three-stone bow, hitting a willow leaf from a hundred paces is no problem!

Their self-healing ability is also greatly enhanced; minor injuries stop bleeding instantly, and broken bones can be repaired in three days.

They were no longer ordinary soldiers, but the Heavenly Slaughter Army under the command of the Heavenly Slaughter God, who were of one mind and could command each other as easily as arms and legs!

"Long live the Divine Lord! Long live the Divine Lord!" The thunderous shouts echoed throughout the military camp, leaving Yuan Ziyou, who was watching from the sidelines, utterly despondent. Now, all his troops had submitted to Erzhu Rong.

"Although General Tianzhu suffered considerable losses, he definitely didn't lose out!" He couldn't help but say sarcastically.

"Haha, of course." Erzhu Rong was in a great mood and didn't bother to argue with him.

In fact, Erzhu Rong not only didn't lose out, he actually made a huge profit! After the soldiers of the Heavenly Slaughter Army died in battle, their divine blood would return to his body. Furthermore, it would nourish the soul power of countless soldiers, making him even stronger.

Of course, everything comes at a price. This wine uses lifespan as fuel, and all the soldiers have at most three years left to live...

"My Lord, what will happen in three years?" Yuan Tianmu was well aware of this, and asked with concern after Yuan Ziyou left.

"Let's live for three years first and then talk about it," Erzhu Rong said calmly.

Yuan Tianmu was horrified. He then realized just how much pressure Chen Qingzhi and His white-robed army had put on the Divine Lord.

For now, all they need to do is enjoy the benefits of the Heavenly Slaughter Army!
"Attack! Take North Central City for me!" At this moment, Erzhu Rong ordered in a deep voice, "Let the blood of the White-Robed Army forge the might of my Heavenly Slaughter Army!"

"Yes, sir! Yes, sir! Yes, sir!" The soldiers of the Heavenly Slaughter Army surged toward the North Central City like a tidal wave.

(End of this chapter)