This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 183 Yin Soldiers and Yang Soldiers

The sky was dark, and the stars and moon were not shining. But in a sheltered mountain camp, the once neat camp was now broken, with corpses and burning tents everywhere, and countless figures moving about in the shadows.

The burly Yin Ji wiped the bloodstains off his broadsword with the velvet trim on the edge of his armor. The sword mark on his helmet merged with a bloodstain on his face. He coldly watched the prisoners being escorted away not far away, while the soldiers were cleaning up the mess.

At this moment, a personal guard ran up to Yin Ji.

"General, everything has been dealt with. Not a single one escaped. The number of prisoners will be tallied soon, and it should be around four thousand! General, are you injured?"

As the guards were speaking, they suddenly noticed the scars on Yin Ji's face and were immediately startled, but the latter did not take it seriously.

"Hmph, just a minor injury. The general guarding this camp is quite skilled. If it weren't for his family's fine armor, he might have been defeated here today. But it's a pity that although his martial arts are good, he lacks experience!"

As Yin Ji spoke, he glanced at a corpse not far away. It was a Zhai Wei general, who was unusually tall and was probably a Dingling nobleman, also known as the Gaoche people in the north. His fatal wounds were spears piercing his waist and back, which clearly showed that he was attacked and killed by a mob for advocating too much personal bravery.

The title of Nanman Xiaowei was just an official position, and its duties included dealing with Hu people and other ethnic minorities. Although it was mainly active in the Jingxiang area, Yin Ji had also experienced many battles and could be said to have extensive experience in dealing with foreign tribes.

Therefore, tonight's raid on the camp can be seen as a testament to Yin Ji's experience. He approached the camp silently and stealthily, and then the raid ended beautifully.

With over 20,000 elite troops, a surprise attack on a camp of less than 10,000 men would naturally be a piece of cake.

The weather hasn't completely turned cold yet, but the night wind is chilly. Yin Ji looked up at the sky, his expression uncertain.

"Pass down the order: Han Chinese laborers in the enemy camp may be spared, but all Hu soldiers and civilians shall be slaughtered on the spot!"

"promise!"

Once the order was given, the breached camp was immediately filled with cries of agony, pleas for mercy, and screams of agony.

When Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao arrived in the sky, they saw a scene of prisoners being slaughtered en masse.

Xi Miao, needless to say, was unmoved by what was happening before her. Zhuang Lin also had nothing to say; wars throughout history have always been a matter of life and death, so there was nothing more to say.

Meanwhile, Yin Ji quickly reorganized his army and gathered usable provisions and laborers for the camp.

Once everything was in order, the army immediately set off overnight and continued its northward exploration.

Yin Ji rode ahead on horseback, occasionally using the firelight to study the terrain map with several guides, and determined to bypass the main road and head straight for Luoyang.

Yin Ji's plan was sound. Zhai Liao's so-called Wei army was nothing to fear. In the Yuzhou area, apart from the main attack on Xuchang, they were scattered and attacking various places. In essence, they were just a group of plundering bandits.

The Xiangyang New Army and the imperial army from the east will arrive from the rear. Once the imperial army arrives, Zhai Wei's army will naturally retreat. This will not take long, and Xuchang should be able to hold out.

However, the Xianbei people were extremely ambitious. Their military force was aimed directly at Luoyang, with the intention of gradually encroaching on the territory and strengthening themselves. Therefore, Luoyang must not be lost.

If we go straight to Luoyang, Zhai Wei will most likely ignore the Yan army. Once Luoyang is relieved, we can even launch a pincer attack and capture all of Zhai Wei's Dingling people!

If the Great Jin Dynasty, riding high on its victory, were to unite its forces and launch a northern expedition, it might be able to recover vast territories!
Yin Ji was already quite old, but he was still full of ambition. The fact that the victory in the Battle of Fei River could not be expanded to its fullest extent had always been a source of resentment in his heart. Although this time it was a crisis, it was also a great opportunity. The possibility of the court taking the initiative to launch a northern expedition was not high.

This large army, personally led by Yin Ji, did not move very slowly even at night, especially after launching several raids on the detachments of Zhai Wei, which greatly increased their number of horses.

Even though many soldiers couldn't ride horses, the baggage was much easier to carry, allowing them to discard some very cumbersome vehicles.
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The temperature seemed to be dropping steadily at night. Yin Ji's army, including laborers, numbered over 40,000. As they passed through a river valley, a fierce wind began to howl ahead.

"Alas. Alas."

Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao followed the army as it moved through the sky, but at that moment both of them were startled. One looked ahead, while the other looked in the direction the army had come from.

"Waaaaah. Waaaaah."

There seemed to be some strange cry in the wind, a hiss of a wild beast, or a sobbing wail, it was practically a ghostly wail.
Yin Ji rode ahead on horseback, but his steed paced back and forth restlessly and neighed, causing the horses in the army behind him to become chaotic as well.

what happened?

Yin Ji looked into the distance and saw that due to the drought in Yuzhou and the surrounding areas, there were only a few trickles of water in this valley. Could there be a flood ahead?
An extremely cold feeling kept rising, and the front and even the surrounding area of ​​the army were already filled with a light mist without anyone noticing.

Various roars and howls rang in my ears, initially faint, but later becoming a continuous chorus.

"General, someone's here!"

The officers beside Yin Ji roared, and Yin Ji, disregarding everything else, hurriedly shouted out the order.

"Light the torch—"

"Light the torches!" "The general has ordered, light the torches—"

Torches began to light up one after another in the army. The number of torches was limited, and the duration of their use was also limited. They were only used at night in critical moments. When they were lit, the army immediately formed a long line of torches.

Whether it was the torches illuminating the surroundings or something else, Yin Ji and everyone else gradually saw the changes around them. The shadowy figures in the mist were actually an army.

"It's you--"

Yin Ji cried out in horror. He had actually seen the Dingling general he had killed earlier that night, and the latter had also spotted him. "You despicable Han—it's you—"

This loud shout seemed to break down some kind of boundary, and the entire army in the mist suddenly looked at the other army that was already so close.

What's in the mist isn't an army of living people, but a ghostly army!
Yin Ji and even the soldiers around him have gradually realized this. Not to mention the ordinary soldiers, even Yin Ji, as the commander-in-chief, felt a sense of fear.

Once this fear began to emerge, it became uncontrollable, and the anger and murderous intent among the soldiers gradually diminished.
In the sky, Zhuang Lin frowned.

"This is bad, this isn't a simple case of someone sneaking through!"

Zhuang Lin had seen the scene of the ghost soldiers under the command of the Five Ghost Emperors transporting ghost souls. Not only were there ghost soldiers lined up on both sides to guard them, but there were also ghost generals and riders constantly patrolling back and forth.

But this army of ghosts in front of us doesn't seem to be under strict guard. Although there are a large number of armored soldiers, that's because they are dead soldiers!
However, while Yin Ji and the others were still in shock, suddenly another large army rushed out from the churning mist in the valley ahead.

This large army, some on horseback and some on foot, charged forward at an astonishing speed, startling Yin Ji and his men. They were so fast that they didn't even have time to react.

"kill--"

"Kill--"

"Follow me and kill—"

A sound of fighting and clashing rang out, giving one the feeling of being transported to another world. Yin Ji's army soldiers almost instinctively retreated to both sides of the valley, and many of them dropped their torches.

The two armies of Yin people actually started fighting in the valley, and even the Dingling general we had just seen joined the battle.

At this moment, the warmth of the living and the malevolence of the dead were clearly distinct in the valley, forming two auras, one red and one gray, in Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao's eyes.

The ferocity of the ghost soldiers' fighting far exceeded the comprehension of the living. Yin Ji and his soldiers witnessed firsthand the clash of those weapons, as well as the tearing, pulling, and even devouring of the enemies.
Gradually, one group of ghost soldiers gained the upper hand, while the other group retreated. The Dingling ghost general looked at Yin Ji on the edge of the valley with reddened eyes.

"Your Majesty, as long as we avenge our blood feud, we will follow you wholeheartedly!"

The Dingling ghost general suddenly shouted, and the surrounding ghosts seemed to howl as well.

"Let us avenge our blood feud!" "Let us avenge our blood feud!"

Deep in the valley ahead, a tall, ghostly figure emerged from the twisted yin energy. He looked at the army of living people, numbering in the tens of thousands, and they were clearly elite and well-organized.

The scent of fear was so palpable that the yang energy emanating from those living soldiers was growing weaker and weaker.

Before the ghost could speak, the Dingling clan ghost general, unable to get a response, suddenly roared.

"The king has tacitly approved our plan to devour the flesh and blood of living people to strengthen our demonic power! Kill!"

"Kill them!" "Eat the flesh and blood of living people!"

Countless ghostly soldiers, invisible to the naked eye, rushed towards Yin Ji's army, like a wave of yin energy crashing down.

Yin Ji also heard these words and felt a chill run down his spine.

"We are the army of the Great Jin Dynasty. The separation of the living and the dead is the natural order of things. If you are already dead, you should hurry to the underworld. If you dare to offend us, the army of the Jin Dynasty will surely trample your graves!"

Hahahahahahahaha.

These words seemed to elicit laughter from some hidden ghost. The living people were already terrified, and it seemed they were destined to stay here today.

The ghost soldiers were incredibly fast. A group of them, led by the ghost general, rushed directly in front of Yin Ji. The latter could only raise his sword to defend himself, but the ghost general's weapon passed right through his weapon and slashed at him.

Yin Ji suddenly felt a chill. He wasn't dead, but a feeling of strength draining from him surged up, and he fell off his horse. The horse he was riding was also startled and ran away.

Looking around, he saw roars and screams everywhere, and ghostly creatures roaming among the army. A sense of fear and helplessness filled Yin Ji with despair, and the ghostly general had once again turned back and charged at him.
Am I going to die here today?
"Yin and Yang are distinct; how dare ghosts and demons act so presumptuously—"

His calm voice, however, sounded like thunder, instantly spreading throughout the chaotic battlefield.

A sudden burst of bright white light illuminated the high ground above the valley, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the bright moon appeared, instantly lighting up the earth.

Wherever the white light passed, countless ghostly soldiers seemed to be exposed to sunlight, and most of them retreated with roars. The chill on the living people also dissipated rapidly, and their fire energy surged almost instantly.
The ghosts at both ends of the valley felt their hearts pound. Just as they realized that this was righteous energy, the white light instantly covered the entire valley.

The two opposing leaders of the ghost realm were also struck by the white light. Although it did not seem to cause much damage, a terrifying sense of pressure instantly struck their minds, causing them to retreat quickly.

As the two forces that had used the ghostly magic withdrew, a large number of ghostly soldiers also retreated, choosing one side to flee at random.

After a long while, Yin Ji and the other living soldiers were still somewhat dazed, as if everything had vanished in an instant.

"Uh-huh."

Yin Ji knelt down on one knee, shoving his knife into the ground. Cold sweat beaded on his face as he looked around. Everyone around him wore expressions of shock and uncertainty.

Looking up at the sky again, the bright moon illuminated everything, and what had happened before seemed like an absurd nightmare, and the sound I heard seemed to be just a clap of thunder.
(End of this chapter)