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

Chapter 49 Heavy Casualties, Zuo Jing's Heart Aches

"Five small achievements!"

"Finally, I've reached the threshold of the Tongli Realm!"

Zuo Jing was overjoyed.

In the Five Stances Boxing, the minor mastery of the five stances is considered the completion of strength training. The next step, the major mastery of the five stances, is the true mastery of strength, that is, the training of the whole body's strength, without any hindrance, and the ability to fully exert and freely express it.

After exerting force, the whole body becomes stronger.

One must first master the five stances, then practice the five fists to a minor level, concentrating all one's strength and twisting it into a powerful, twisted force.

The term "whole-body strength" is also jokingly referred to by martial artists as "twisting a twisted dough stick for you if you want to eat it," because each time you mobilize your strength in the whole-body strength stage, you need to integrate the strength of your whole body into a single force based on the principle of "through-body strength."

Tighten it as needed.

Disperse after use.

This is 'whole force'.

As for the next level of 'strength enhancement', also known as 'strength preservation' or 'strength permanent presence', it maintains the strength on the basis of whole strength and can be activated at will without the need for temporary condensation each time. It highlights a more rapid and explosive exertion of force, which greatly enhances the strength of martial artists.

"Train your strength."

"Tongli".

"Full strength".

"Power boost".

"Release your strength outwards."

“The internal organs are extremely weak.”

Zuo Jing recounted the six known stages of martial arts, among which he had already encountered a powerful individual at the fifth stage, who was indeed formidable.

Then look at himself—

"I'm still in stage one."

"Just got to the second stage."

"Anything beyond that is out of reach."

Learning martial arts at eighteen is ultimately too late.

However, with both the "precious meat" and the "possession," Zuo Jing has every chance of catching up and even surpassing Zuo Jing.

The premise is that—

"We need enough precious meat!"

……

The eighth day of June.

zero point.

Zuo Jing gained 34 more assassins, bringing the total number of assassins under his command to 1203.

Logically speaking, Zuojing already had 985 suicide soldiers by May 30th. In the eight days of June, which were eight days after the eighth level of the Jade Remnant, with 34 new suicide soldiers added each day, the total number should have been 1257.

This is not a case of Zuo Jing making a mistake.

But too many people died in June.

"The city is in chaos with gangs, so deaths are inevitable."

"In the deep mountains and forests, death is inevitable."

"Wars on the northwestern frontier inevitably result in deaths."

Zuo Jing often lost his men at these three locations. In April and May combined, a total of fifteen men died.

After entering June.

The activities of the assassins in the city have become more frequent, and with more incidents come more accidents, and with more accidents come more deaths. In just seven days, four people have died.

Facing wolves and tigers in the deep mountains, some of the warriors were engaged in reclaiming land, while others were escorting their families. Casualties were inevitable. In particular, the 199 families of Leijiabao, including the elderly, the weak, the sick, the disabled, and pregnant women, were transported over mountains and rivers to a newly established base 400 miles away in the deep mountains for reform. They dared not take the main roads and endured countless hardships. In just seven days, 10 people died, a tragic loss!

On the contrary, in the border battles, because the risk was dispersed by the scattered soldiers in various military towns, only one unlucky soldier was killed in those seven days.

that's all.

In June, over seven days, a total of 15 suicide soldiers died across three fronts, equivalent to the combined total of the previous two months.

This can be seen.

As the operation grew, so did the number of casualties.

The intensity has increased!

However, compared to the casualties in Huangsha Fudi, these are nothing.

……

"boom!"

Zuo Jing possesses the body of an eighth-level assassin and races across the desert to provide aid.

suddenly.

His feet sank, and with a loud thud, he was trapped in quicksand, unable to escape, and suffocated to death.

Nearly a hundred miles away.

Another level-eight assassin was stung by a giant golden scorpion, and black blood quickly appeared on his body.

Look not far away.

The two assassins lay motionless on the ground, their bodies blackened, clearly dead.

Change direction.

A level-one assassin lay paralyzed in the dark lair, only his eyes able to move.

The eye could see that the companion beside him had turned into bones, and around the bones, sand ants the size of human heads were still gnawing at them, making a hissing and piercing sound.

then.

It was his turn.

……

"have to!"

"Three more dead!"

Zuo Jingren was completely numb.

The dangers of the Blessed Land of Yellow Sands far exceeded his imagination.

Today is the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

Seven days prior.

Zuo Jing successively sent 200 suicide soldiers to Huangsha Fudi.

During this period, twelve more scout teams were dispatched in all directions, each team consisting of 10 to 2 people, for a total of 63 suicide soldiers.

finally.

Including the three who just died, a total of 42 people have died suddenly.

Terrible! Terrible! Terrible!
The casualties were unprecedented.

Quicksand. Storm.

Sand lizard.

Sand ants.

Golden Scorpion.

Giant python.

Unpredictable natural disasters and endless desert monsters.

A top-tier assassin; if you encounter one, you're dead.

Even the level eight assassins leading the team couldn't defeat them in battle or escape them; of the twelve who went out, only four returned.

"Eight level-eight assassins."

"34 first-class assassins."

"This can't go on!"

Zuo Jing felt sorry for him.

As I said before, his ancestors were farmers for generations, and he was terrified of poverty.

No matter how many assassins there are, they wouldn't dare send them to their deaths.

That's incredibly extravagant.

prior to.

outer.

With so many enemies and such a large network of them, only a very small number of his assassins actually died.

This time in Huangsha Fudi, Zuo Jing was truly heartbroken.

"A blessed land, yet no blessings!"

"That's right!"

Zuo Jing now deeply understands the sentence that Lei Yuanwen had repeatedly emphasized before.

He realized why the Lei family had occupied the Blessed Land of Yellow Sand for eight years, sending out dozens of exploration teams totaling thousands of people, yet ultimately remained confined to Yellow Sand City.

Without him.

This is because within this blessed land, every step is fraught with difficulty, and disasters are inevitable at every turn.

Outside Huangsha City, in all directions, it seemed as if there was a huge net that completely enveloped people, making it impossible to escape.

“Even a route exactly as it was.”

"I left this time, and I left yesterday."

"I'll leave next time, tomorrow."

"There are different kinds of disasters and different kinds of difficulties."

How does this work?
Zuo Jing has elite warriors who are unafraid of death.

He still has fragments of jade, which can be used to locate them.

Logically speaking, the advantage should be enormous.

He didn't even need camels for transportation; the assassins could carry their own food and water by hand and set off.

When you get tired, stop and dig a couple of shovelfuls of sand.

It was fully recovered in no time.

It's like a perpetual motion machine.

The assassins could dig in the dirt while traveling, and they could keep digging and traveling indefinitely.

That's absolutely perverted.

But it is precisely this kind of perversion—

"Or not!"

It wasn't that Zuo Jing was afraid of difficulties.

If sacrificing human lives can create a way to survive, then so be it.

But now, with no chance of survival, there is clearly no hope.

"42 people?"

Let's not even talk about 42 people.

At this rate of death, distributing 420 or 4200 yuan would be pointless.

"We're outnumbered; we can't defeat the monsters."

"With too many people, we can't keep out the sandstorms."

It’s difficult!
Since awakening the Jade Remnant, Zuo Jing has had so many loyal followers that he has never felt that anything in the world is difficult.

This time, we've encountered some difficulties.

As the saying goes, "Man can conquer nature."

As the saying goes, man cannot fight against Heaven.

We can't win.

We simply can't win.

At least for now, there is absolutely nothing we can do about the ferocious beasts that can be found everywhere in this blessed land of yellow sand and the sandstorms that can break out at any time.

Unless you have to pay with human lives.

However, Zuo Jing did not yet have the confidence to "treat human life as worthless".

"Eighth level of broken jade".

“We refresh 34 assassins every day. If we fill them all in the Blessed Land of Yellow Sand, the stagnation of development in the real world will be secondary. The real fear is that we will make no progress in this blessed land either.”

That would be terrible.

Seven days later.

Today is the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

After Zuo Jing's attempt, dozens of his soldiers died or were injured, which was considered a decent result for his parents.

"That's it for now."

"Next, the focus here in this blessed land will be on hunting beasts and stockpiling precious meat."

"I'm focusing more on reality."

"Dig more soil."

"Upgrade as soon as possible."

"When I reach the ninth level of the Broken Jade Realm, that will be the day I occupy the blessed land!"

……

(End of this chapter)