I have an endless army of warriors, rampaging across the heavens.

Chapter 110 Your Majesty, I offer my congratulations! [Major revision!]

"You dog emperor!"

"Come out here and face your death!"

Suddenly, a deafening battle cry rang out from outside the West Garden, clearly reaching Murong Qizhen's ears.

Bang!
He stood up abruptly: "Who's making a scene outside!"

The words fell.

A messenger reported: "Your Majesty, two extraordinary beings are leading five hundred bandits towards the Western Garden. The Imperial Guards are struggling to withstand their onslaught, and the Golden Guards are engaged in a fierce battle."

Shengjing had 800,000 Imperial Guards, the best of whom were selected to guard the capital and the surrounding area.

The best among the Imperial Guards are selected for the Golden Guard, becoming the Emperor's personal guards. Each of them has a clean background and amazing skills. Their individual combat strength is extremely strong, at least at the third level of the Whole Strength level. What's more, they are proficient in battle formations and good at teamwork, making them invincible and ensuring the Emperor's safety.

But now, how come that gang of thieves, a mere five hundred men, is able to fight against the Imperial Guards?

"Alien!"

"Could it be another underground organization?!"

Murong Qizhen was furious, his anger barely contained: "You've come here to provoke me time and time again, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

He rose to his feet, striding with an imposing gait: "My beloved ministers, come with me to see what extraordinary abilities these bandits possess that dare to cause trouble in the Western Garden!"

The group, led by him, hurried out.

Climb high and look far.

From afar, the two leading "strange men" were tall, ten feet in height, with waists ten spans wide, eyes like rivers and mouths like seas, and chins like swallows and heads like tigers. They were not wearing armor, but each held a pair of iron maces, which were custom-made and called gilded bronze maces. The two maces weighed a total of 821 catties. When they swung them, they moved with the force of a tiger. When they charged into the Jinwu Guard's formation, anyone who grazed them was injured or killed. They were completely invincible.

Eight thousand imperial guards and five hundred Jinwu guards were stationed in Xiyuan.

At this moment, a full two thousand Imperial Guards were mobilized—

Two thousand to five hundred!
The Imperial Guards were all dressed in 'Golden Crow Armor,' a treasured armor even more powerful than 'Tungsten Blood Armor,' and it was indestructible.

There were also Imperial Guards standing guard nearby.

Extremely strong.

however.

The five hundred thieves were not afraid at all. Each of them was skilled, with immense strength and speed. They were fighting for their lives and had no intention of escaping alive.

The martial arts techniques lacked any discernible pattern or method.

The combination was exquisite.

They worked in small groups, each cooperating with others. They looked unremarkable and unremarkable, yet they managed to fight two thousand imperial guards to a standstill.

The Imperial Guard relied on its well-trained personnel and superior armor.

The opposing team, on the other hand, relied entirely on their exquisite teamwork and smooth transitions.

They each have their own strengths.

The killings were back and forth.

"What a shame!"

"Where are the Imperial Guards?!"

Murong Qizhen never expected that the Imperial Guards, considered the elite of the land, would be reduced to such a state.

Was it the bandits who were too powerful, or the Imperial Guards who were incompetent?
He roared and summoned the Imperial Guards to meet the enemy.

The Golden Guards are better equipped, stronger, and are the elite of the elite.

Coincidentally—

Death warrior!

Mind Matrix!

What I fear most are the elite, the masters.

When used in close coordination, they are incredibly powerful for crushing weaker opponents, but when it comes to going up against elite players, they fall short and are still a bit lacking.

"Imperial City Guard!"

"The Embroidered Robe Division!"

"on!"

When the experts from the Imperial City Guard and the Embroidered Uniform Guard came out together, moving swiftly to assist the Golden Guard and the Imperial Guard in killing the five hundred assassins, the situation became even more dire.

"It really is the imperial palace!"

"There are so many experts!"

Zuo Jing possessed the assassin and even vaguely saw a stronger expert who was beyond the seventh level.

"The seventh level is the circulation of energy."

What is the eighth rank?

Zuo Jing possessed the assassin and saw that Murong Yunhai, the Imperial City Commander, was vigorous and fierce, wielding his sword with incredible speed and power, like a dragon or snake rising from the land. His whole body crackled and popped like popping beans, and he unleashed unparalleled destructive power.

Three or five low-level assassins who were fighting to the death were no match for them and were easily killed.

It took twenty or thirty low-level assassins fighting desperately to put up a fight, but casualties continued to occur, requiring constant replenishment.

Sakyo's assessment——

"If we have two hundred elite warriors fighting to the death, plus two level ten elite warriors with triple explosions, we can completely reduce casualties to below fifty and kill Murong Yunhai!"

Murong Yunhai is just a nobody. He could be killed with ease.

It should be noted that not long ago, Zuo Jing killed those two extraordinary beings outside Xiayang City. It took a full three hundred low-level assassins to fight to the death, as well as ten level ten assassins with three explosions, to finally kill them.

Murong Yunhai is still somewhat inferior to that strange person.

But it's also very strong.

At this moment, although Zuo Jing had five hundred elite warriors and two level ten elite warriors with three explosive attacks, his opponents were not just Murong Yunhai.

"The emperor has too many skilled men around him."

"We can't beat them."

But it's not a big problem.

Just death.

In any case, the purpose of coming here today is only to intimidate Murong Qizhen and to deplete the Yan court's experts.

"Seventh level."

"Eighth rank".

"How many courts can there be?"

Even if five hundred elite warriors risked their lives to kill a seventh-level expert.

Ultimately, it will only take five or six days to fully revive them.

But what about the imperial court?

How long will it take them to train another seventh-level expert?
What if we switch to the eighth order?

"I'll just go ahead and kill whatever I want."

"But the imperial court has many more things to consider."

Zuo Jing watched with a smile as the assassins calmly faced their deaths.

It can be resurrected.

That's just being willful!
……

"His Majesty!"

"Most of the five hundred underground assassins have been killed!"

Murong Yunhai was covered in blood.

Since achieving the eighth rank, he has rarely experienced such a fierce battle. Several times he narrowly escaped death. If he hadn't retreated in time, he would probably have been seriously injured even if he hadn't died.

This underground meeting!

So strong?

Murong Yunhai was greatly shocked.

Murong Qizhen was furious.

"An underground society, a mere five hundred!"

"They actually killed two hundred Imperial Guards and dozens of Golden Guards in the West Garden, right under my nose, and killed two seventh-rank soldiers, leaving you eighth-rank soldiers panting for breath!"

Murong Qizhen was so angry he was practically flying to heaven.

What exactly is this underground society all about?
Although the five hundred members of the underground society were wiped out, Murong Qizhen became even more terrified.

"Five hundred such elite troops."

Why would the underground society come here to die?

Marquis Xiaoyao Murong Wuji was equally shocked. He couldn't imagine: "How much effort would it take to train five hundred elites like this? Yet the Underworld gave up so easily, and these elites calmly faced their deaths."

can not imagine!

Why?

Minister of War Zhang Kefa laughed loudly, "Your Majesty, I congratulate you!"

Ok?
Have you lost your mind?

Murong Qizhen's face darkened: "What joy do I have?"

All eyes are on you.

Zhang Kefa laughed and said, "Such elite troops, according to common sense, no one would easily give up, but the Underground Society did just that. Why?"

"Why?" Murong Yunhai asked.

Zhang Kefa said, "This old minister believes that there must be internal conflicts and infighting within the underground society, which has led to someone deliberately sending elite troops to their deaths. This is the case outside Xiayang City, and now it is the same in Xiyuan."

Zhang Kefa actually still held the same opinion as before—

"No matter how things change, the essence remains the same."

"When things go wrong, there must be a monster."

"Just wait and see!"

"After these few incidents, the underground society's elite forces have been completely wiped out, and the internal strife has reached its peak. Soon, they will surface!"

what?
really?
……

(End of this chapter)