Headless Immortal

Chapter 142 Defeated Soldiers and Evil Corpses
Yu County.

The young rebel looked panicked and said fiercely, "General, make a decision quickly!"

General Zhao's face was deathly pale.

Last night, he led the Lishi and Jingshi Army to attack the camp, but they fell right into the trap.

Led by the valiant general, six hundred elite light cavalrymen tore through his army like a sharp knife. He then fled back to the county town in panic, barely managing to stabilize his troops' morale, but they were no match for the imperial army's attack on the city.

The siege ladders were firmly fixed to the city wall by the mechanical sorcerers, the river-crossing bridge was as easy for the cavalry to traverse, and the formidable engineering vehicles, enhanced by the mechanical magic, rammed through the city gate in less than ten strikes. He was forced into this situation, utterly powerless to control the strongmen and soldiers, and couldn't help but curse inwardly: 'Damn Wan Chaohai.'

Wan Chaohai deserved to die, so he died.

It was because of his death that Jingshi Army was unable to contend with the government army.

"withdraw!"

“Go through the north gate, and bring the families of the Jing Shi Society members.”

"Commander, we simply cannot march with those old, weak, sick and disabled people."

"Nonsense, how would we have escaped without their help to hold off our pursuers?"

"Release the Iron Corpse Warrior and let him wreak havoc in the county."

"go."

"Yes."

……

Long.

Thunder and lightning.

The sky was darkened by thick, cottony clouds, which also dispersed the chaotic red lights of the county town. After less than half an hour, the noise subsided with the rain and disappeared in the refreshing breeze.

Lu Xun, perched high on the back of the demonic beast, clicked his tongue in amazement: "It couldn't even last half an hour, yet it dares to rebel."

The pale finger pointed at the army formation: "What is that flowing light?"

Shu Er looked towards the city, then turned back to his large eyes and said, "Your Majesty, that is the magic and supernatural power of Jiang Xiu, which forged the army into a divine weapon."

Speaking of this, Lu Xun remembered that Wan Chaohai's head contained a spell called "Strategic Military Strategy," which was probably used by the five hundred Iron Corpse Warriors. Now that Wan Chaohai's head had been melted away, he didn't care much anymore. Even if he had a head, he had no weapons to use and couldn't unleash its full power.

Shu Er continued, "Even more powerful generals, when they sit in the central army, can unleash the qi of ten thousand troops, making them invincible. If a great Confucian scholar were to be in command of the army, summoning wind and rain, and driving thunder and lightning would be a piece of cake."

No wonder the senior officer kept reminding him not to get involved in the battle. He had already witnessed the power of the arrow rain at the Meng County government office, and that was with the strongmen and soldiers of the Jingshi Army who were not commanded by a general. If he encountered such elite troops, even the superb Xuanjia Shield would probably not be able to withstand them.

"Isn't this something a Taoist priest should do?" Lu Xun thought to himself.

Shu Er looked at Lu Xun in surprise.

Taoist priests mostly perform rituals, walk the steps of the Big Dipper, and capture ghosts and monsters; they don't have the skills of Confucian scholars.

The Confucian scholar, imbued with a sense of righteousness, condensed his literary courage, spoke eloquently, and engaged in sharp and witty debates. This righteous spirit enveloped the soldiers, granting them supernatural powers. Whether it was discussing strategy on paper or painting landscapes with ink, the Confucian scholar had to take the lead.

Perhaps thinking that the king had more dealings with Taoist priests, Shu'er explained: "Your Majesty, governing a country is not up to Taoist priests. It is the great Confucian scholars who, when they suppress a region, can also change the celestial phenomena due to their supernatural powers, so that the local area can have favorable weather and abundant harvests, and the people can live in peace and prosperity."

Lu Xun nodded slightly. He still held a modern worldview, thinking that if there really was magic, the battle formations would be like those of General Zhang Jiao, who could scatter beans to create soldiers, with Yellow Turban warriors surrounding the battle formation.

The ancient world was completely different. Among all living beings, there were countless cultivators, and the Confucian scholars, ranking first, clearly possessed immense power. There may have been pedantic and pedantic scholars here, but there were certainly no weak scholars, much less those who were powerless.

Lu Xun turned to look at the black and white duo beside him, the mermaid girl who was delighted by the rain, and the wealthy man in a yellow robe holding an umbrella: "You all stay here for a while, I'll go and talk to the captain."

"Toothless General, let's go."

The heel tapped lightly.

The demon beast Benlei was overjoyed. Its one-horned bull-headed head let out a long neigh, stuck out half of its tongue to lick the rainwater on its nose, and then galloped wildly down the hillside with its hooves and claws intertwined, charging towards the county town that had been fortified and cleared of its inhabitants.

Benlei flicked its scales and tail, soaring through the air like a kite. The pale-faced scholar sitting on its back turned and grabbed the iron spear that was thrust diagonally across the battlefield. The spear was slippery and covered in blood, and the blood groove was full of minced meat. Lu Xun didn't mind. With a flick of his hand, the flesh and blood fell off and splashed onto the ground.

……

The scholar glanced longingly at his home; he simply couldn't believe that Jing Shijun had been defeated.

But defeat is defeat. The government troops have already entered the city and may soon massacre the city. He was a member of the Jingshi Society and was willing to follow the Jingshi Army. Fortunately, the Jingshi Army was also willing to take them away with them.

"Father."

The little boy was held in the scholar's arms, timidly burying his head in his chest.

"Mother, don't bring anything. The government troops are coming soon."

The scholar carried his elderly mother on his back, took his wife's hand, and hurried towards the north of the city, where a large crowd of over a thousand people had gathered. Among them were many familiar faces, many of whom he had introduced to the society. Everyone had received some form of benefit from the Jing Shi Society, whether it was food relief or medicine to treat fever.

Of course, this only represents a portion of the people in Meng County, and most of them are refugees with nowhere else to go.

"Open the city gates quickly!"

"Why isn't it open yet?"

The buzzing of doubts gradually grew into a shadow that enveloped everyone. A bad premonition rose in the scholar's heart. As the drizzle fell, the tall, armored warrior who had been guarding one side suddenly moved. His thick arm grabbed a crowded scoundrel, and then his fangs pierced the neck, and blood gushed out.

"They're eating people!"

The crowd immediately erupted into chaos.

The old man cried out, clutching his bundle, but was dragged away by a large hand. The valuables inside the bundle scattered on the ground. Before the old man could pick them up, a long knife had already slashed down. Blood stained the valuables, which were then taken by the soldier's hand. As if finding it troublesome, the soldier kicked over the person next to him and began to plunder the valuables.

"father!"

The man was about to fight to the death when he saw the steel blade coming down.

His head flew off to the ground and landed in front of the scholar. Hot blood splattered on his robe. His eyes widened suddenly, and he felt a tremendous force as he tightly hugged his child. His wife was being pulled by two soldiers from the Jingshi Army. Rip, her clothes were torn open, revealing her skin.

"Go away!"

The scholar kicked a soldier to the ground, pulled his wife into his arms, and punched the soldier in the armor until it was bloody and mangled. The soldier seemed to realize that he was not someone to be trifled with, so he didn't bother with him and turned to look for someone else.

The strongman charged into the crowd, grabbing and biting at things; the bandits looted valuables and committed bestial acts, crying out, roaring, screaming, and grinning savagely...

The scholar was horrified and murmured in disbelief, "How could this be? You weren't like this before. You are the Jingshi Army, the ones who protect the people..."

The soldier who had been kicked away by the scholar gathered three others and returned.

The scholar hurriedly protected his family, shouting, "I am Cheng Xiang!"

"I don't care who you are!"

The three of them pounced on him at once.

Now that they've been defeated, what are they waiting for if not to burn, kill, and loot? Do they really think they joined the Jingshi Army to save the people of Zhangzhou? They were just strictly controlled by their superiors and had Iron Corpse Warriors to look after them. Now that their leader is too busy to take care of himself and the warriors have started eating people, what does it matter if they 'eat' a few people?

puff.

A spear pierced through the rebel soldiers. The wielder possessed incredible strength, lifting one soldier off his feet. Then, like cutting grass, he sliced ​​through two more, tearing open their intestines. The rebels screamed in agony, hastily stuffing their protruding entrails back in, but their armor was already stained crimson with blood. Cheng Xiang looked in the direction of the weapon.

A pale-skinned scholar sat on the back of the bull-headed, one-horned monster, his blood-red eyes as cold as two blood moons.

The Blood-Eyed Scholar thrust and flicked his spear again, lifting a soldier who was about to launch a sneak attack into the air. The soldier's face was contorted as he gripped the spear tightly, but he still fell down the slide and was caught by a pale hand. The scholar ripped off the soldier's head and casually tossed aside the headless corpse, crushing the skull.

"I saw that the south gate was blocked by soldiers, so I assumed that there must be a big fish that had not yet been caught at the north gate."

"A mere three coins' worth of ashes." Lu Xun's voice was extremely cold.

He initially thought that Jing Shilang couldn't accomplish anything with the help of the Zombie King, and he had changed his opinion of Jing Shilang. He never expected that in the end he would still be the same. When he couldn't defeat the government's army, he took his anger out on the common people and completely forgot the ideals he had proclaimed.

"kindness……"

Before Cheng Xiang could finish speaking, the Blood-Eyed Scholar had already spurred his demonic beast straight at the routed soldiers.

The spear, after being hacked at, turned into an iron rod, and the iron tip at the front flew away and disappeared without a trace.

This made no difference to Lu Xun. His strength, combined with the charge of Ben Lei, was like an armored vehicle crushing everything in its path, tearing apart all the rebels of the Jing Shi Hui.

Start a killing spree.

Until the iron rod was bent beyond recognition.

……

"Benefactor, be careful!"

The scholar Lu Xun glanced to the side and saw a giant iron corpse, eight feet tall, lifting a mummified body and aiming it at him.

The light, desiccated corpse obviously couldn't cause any harm and was even pushed back by Lu Xun, crashing into the iron corpse.

Silver-white patterns appeared on the iron corpse's black iron body, turning the blue iron into purplish-black.

Iron Corpse held a dog-headed monster in its left hand, bared its fangs and bit the dog-headed, human-bodied monster. Its cheeks suddenly sank in, its belly swelled up, and its armor, which was about to collapse, shattered like paper. Black and red patterns appeared on its body.

A pair of corpse eyes stared intently at Lu Xun on Ben Lei's back.

After General Zhao released the Iron Corpse Warrior from his confinement and orders, he was different from the other warriors; instead of sucking the blood of ordinary people, he targeted his own kind.

He drained the blood of his kind who had grown stronger, making him even stronger, until he had sucked all the blood of more than a dozen strongmen into his belly. Then he pulled a dog-headed monster out of the corpses.

This dog-headed, human-bodied monster eats human brains, and its spouted kisses are very long.

It was wandering around the battlefield at dawn when a soldier hit it on the head, after which it hid in the city. There was a commotion earlier, and many people died, which attracted it to eat brains. However, it was caught by an iron corpse that sucks the blood of its own kind and had its blood drained.

The blood-soaked corpse roared, its massive body moving faster than tigers and leopards. In a few flashes, it appeared before Ben Lei, leaping into the air and its large, knuckle-like claws aimed straight for Lu Xun on the monster's back. It didn't know why, it just felt the urge to eat, to suck blood; by eating this pale-faced creature, it would become stronger.

Cheng Xiang's pupils shrank to pinpoints. It was too fast. The speed of the Blood Iron Corpse was so fast that he could barely see it clearly. A warm current surged in his dantian. He had finally cultivated the Righteous Qi, but he could only watch helplessly as his benefactor died.

Cheng Xiang seemed to have foreseen the blood corpse grabbing the scholar and raising his head to drink the blood. Although he couldn't bear it, he still wanted to help the scholar by speaking eloquently.

The anticipated binge drinking did not occur.

The blood corpse paused as it ran toward the horse's back, then flew backward, its feet leaving a deep trench several feet long on the ground, its ankles sinking into the bricks and stones.

The scholar on horseback vanished, replaced by a red-faced monster with white hair and a white body, its gilded demonic eyes locking onto the blood corpse.

Playing in the water.

A drizzle and a gentle breeze converged to form a long stick.

It sat down and roared like thunder as it charged forward.

The long staff, as thick as a large bowl, pressed against the blood corpse. The blood corpse tried to dodge the ape monster's attack, but its legs seemed to be rooted to the ground. Looking down, it saw that the cage formed by the twisted water flow had locked around its waist. With a splash, the water staff split into water arrows like a rain of pear blossoms and thrust straight at it.

Collapse of mountains!

With a punch, the water gun pierced through the blood corpse.

Wu Tong Lu Xun leaped off Ben Lei's back, his dark blue-black armor blooming like an eerie black flower in the drizzle. A cold light flashed from his sleeve, and with a whoosh, a water blade, thin as a cicada's wing yet compressed into a sharp point, sliced ​​open the blood corpse's neck. His snow-haired hand swept over and removed the head. With a quick tap of his toes on the ground, he somersaulted and landed majestically on his horse's back.

"What a magnificent steed!"

Not far away, a fully armored general riding a black horse that seemed to be treading on snow and clouds praised loudly, his wrist slightly turning as the black tip of his spear flicked out.

The newcomer wore a bear helmet with a high red tassel, and had a tiger's head biting his chainmail. He held a weapon in his right hand and a head in his left. It was General Zhao, who had fled in the chaos, but unfortunately, he was also caught up and killed.

The twenty-four armored cavalrymen behind them remained perfectly orderly, blocking the north gate of Meng County.

Master Xuanfeng roared, "What a magnificent monster!"

Where there is chaos, monsters inevitably arise. Demons from deep mountains and forests, cold pools and long rivers will crawl out to devour people. He had followed General Di in his campaigns across the north and south, and had seen many monsters, not to mention countless heretics and strange people. But for this ape demon to so brazenly storm into the county town, it truly showed no respect for the government troops.

Wu Tonglu asked in a deep voice, "Where is Senior Captain Gao?"

The owner of the serpent spear, who was about to charge on horseback, suddenly frowned, let out a soft exclamation, and rubbed the shaft with his rough fingers. He was unsure whether the great monster in front of him truly knew Gao Qingzhi or was just stalling for time.

In fact, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Haha, Mr. Lu!"

A man as fierce as a bear was carried on a large, red-maned horse.

The strange weapon in the man's hand, resembling a knife or sword, was dripping with blood, grinding flesh and blood through its gaps. A string of iron corpse heads rolled around his waist. As he rode closer, he laughed and said, "I knew it was you."

Gao Qingzhi could not hide his joy. He then looked at the General of the Valiant Cavalry and said, "General Sui, please do not misunderstand. This is my friend, a local official. He heard that Zhangzhou is suffering from natural disasters and man-made calamities, with drought and no rain, so he came to help."

The valiant general clasped his hands and said, "So you are the Earthly Master Sanfu. I just don't know why you, a mere demon, would choose to get involved in this mess instead of being a carefree king."

He knew that the local government had always liked to use demons and monsters, and was adept at employing heretics and eccentrics. He was a soldier who only trusted his comrades-in-arms and was not interested in these evil practices; in fact, he was even somewhat resistant to them. If Gao Qingzhi hadn't arrived, he might have already drawn his spear and attacked.

Wu Tonglu Xun, his golden demonic eyes flashing, flew over Meng County and said calmly, "It's nothing more than a single thought to save the common people."

The general of the cavalry put away the mockery in his eyes, said nothing, bowed solemnly, pulled on the reins, turned his horse around, and rode away.

Gao Qingzhi turned his head and said with a smile, "These imperial soldiers are suspicious of monsters and heretics. Don't take it to heart. With me here, no one will doubt your motives."

Lu Xun changed the subject. He didn't want to talk about such sensitive topics. He wasn't helping the local government, nor did he care about the soldiers' attitude. If the government's soldiers were no different from the rebels, he wouldn't have restrained his killing intent just because of a few words. So he decided to say nothing more to avoid making things unpleasant when he took action.

"Sanfu?"

"This...is..."

"Temporary worker."

"Yes, that's fitting."

Lu Xun lowered his voice: "I caught a big fish."

"How big?"

The captain cooperated by showing a curious expression.

(End of this chapter)