Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 223 Flame
Under the moonlight, the sound of releasing the bow and arrow suddenly rang out, and an arrow flew in. Yana, who still had a smile on her face, didn't even have time to react.

How could an ordinary young girl like her possibly escape?

He could only watch helplessly as the arrow hurtled straight toward his head.

At this moment, Lin Jiang suddenly reached out and grabbed the arrow shaft.

The arrow came to a steady stop in his palm.

Lin Jiang roughly assessed the force.

It feels like it's just at an average level, maybe one or two notches above average.

They were soldiers who had undergone some training, but their skill level was really not that high.

Yana was completely dumbfounded.

She never expected that the soldiers in front of her would do this!

She hurriedly called out to the people in the distance again, seemingly wanting to communicate with them, but was met with a loud shout.

The soldier who had just shot the arrow pointed in Yana's direction, his mouth agape, and he shouted something angrily and hoarsely.

The sound echoed throughout the wilderness, and the other soldiers behind him also raised their arms in unison, as if venting their anger.

Although Lin Jiang didn't understand the language, he could clearly see that Yana's face was getting worse and worse.

After calling out like this for a while, the captain of the soldiers in front of him seemed to give up and stop talking.

He waved his hand, and the soldiers picked up their bows and arrows again, intending to shoot at them once more.

Lin Jiang glanced at Yana:
"what did they say?"

Yana's lips trembled, and for a moment she seemed unable to speak.

With a slight exertion, Lin Jiang snapped the arrow in his hand in two.

"Is there anything else you want to ask them?"

Yana looked at Lin Jiang with some confusion.

"If not, I would just deal with them all."

Yana was getting a little anxious:

"Please don't kill them all. Could you spare some? I still have some questions for them."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang couldn't help but take a second look at the girl.

This girl...

It was a bit more "ruthless" than he had imagined.

“Okay.” Lin Jiang glanced at the people leading the team in front of him.

The one who shot the first arrow was clearly the leader.

Arresting him is enough.

The squad leader lowered his hand, and the soldiers behind him fired arrows in unison.

The arrow pierced the darkness, heading straight for Lin Jiang and his group.

Lin Jiang didn't even move, and the beads around him rose up on their own. With a flash of light, the flying arrow fell to the ground.

It only made a crackling sound.

The squad, seeing this, acted as if nothing was amiss and continued to draw their bows, aim, and fire at Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang noticed this and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

If this were in Daxing, when I were fighting the bandits, if they saw this situation, they would probably just run away and flee.

However, the soldiers in front of them had no such intention at all.

Fearless of death?

It doesn't seem quite right.

Lin Jiang kicked up a few stones and hurled them at the squad in front of him.

The moment his foot touched the stone, it shattered into fragments that shot out rapidly.

These stones pierced through the soldiers' bodies in the blink of an eye, leaving layers of blood flowing down their backs.

Their armor was already much thinner than that of ordinary soldiers, and at this moment it offered no protection whatsoever.

Amidst screams of agony, soldiers fell to the ground, dying one after another.

However, this attack did not bring down all the soldiers. The remaining few showed no fear when they saw this. They drew their weapons and prepared to fight Lin Jiang in close combat.

Lin Jiang took a step forward and rushed to them in the blink of an eye.

With a swift movement, his fist struck, sending the person flying backward on the spot.

He lost his life instantly.

The remaining soldiers were also struck in the throat by Lin Jiang's arm.

Lin Jiang controlled his strength slightly, preventing his head from flying off these people.

Even so, this blow was enough to rupture their tracheas.

All the soldiers fell to the ground, except for the leader, whom Lin Jiang managed to break only a few of his ribs, leaving him alive so that he wouldn't die on the spot.

Even so, the soldier fell to the ground, rolling around in a sorry state, half-dead.

Lin Jiang walked up to the soldier and gently pressed his hand against him.

He applied slight downward pressure, and the soldier did not scream.

He just stared blankly at Lin Jiang, brandishing the blade in his hand and trying to cut him.

The blade touched Lin Jiang's wrist, leaving only unsightly marks on his clothes, but it did nothing to harm him.

Yana walked over to the man and asked him a few more questions in a low voice.

The man who heard the voice slowly raised his head.

Lin Jiang showed no emotion in his eyes, like a walking corpse.

He said a few words, then suddenly let out a strange laugh, and then lowered his head and continued to slash at Lin Jiang with the long knife in his hand.

Upon hearing this, Yana's face clearly showed a look of horror. She subconsciously took two steps back, feeling unsteady on her feet.

"What did he say?"

“He…he said…” Yana lowered her eyes: “Our king has been defeated…”

"There must be something else. What he said just now was much more than that."

Yana shook her head: "Those are unpleasant words; the Overlord need not listen to them."

Lin Jiang released his foot, and the man on the ground scrambled to his feet, laughed loudly twice, and then raised his knife to slash at Lin Jiang's head.

But he had only taken two steps when he tripped over a stone and fell flat on his face.

With a "click," he fell silent. Lin Jiang crouched down and checked the side of his neck.

No pulse, dead.

Lin Jiang could not determine the cause of death.

Perhaps he has already died like the previous person, or perhaps it was a sudden illness.

Yana subconsciously took a few steps back, and Lin Jiang turned his head to look at her:
Are all soldiers in your country like this?

“No.” Yana shook her head, but then her expression became hesitant.

After a while, she gently shook her head and whispered:
"Probably not."

Lin Jiang felt that the actual situation of the war might differ somewhat from what the girl had described.

"Let's walk a bit further after dinner. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well here tonight."

Lin Jiang stared at the corpse on the ground.

The dead soldiers lay face up, but their faces did not show the fear of death.

Rather, it is a kind of serene tranquility.

……

The next morning, the two continued their journey.

After yesterday's events, Yana, who had transformed into a canary, was noticeably quieter.

She barely spoke the rest of the way, only gazing at the desolate landscape around her.

After walking for a while, Lin Jiang noticed that the surrounding soil also showed specks of yellowish-brown.

The surrounding vegetation was gradually growing, but it was not as lush and green as in the North; instead, it was somewhat dry and yellow, like the grasslands of a hot region.

On the grassland, several tall trees stand, their tender green leaves growing in abundance.

With its shade and damp soil, the area beside the tree is clearly a good place to cool off.

The canary, now refreshed, hopped twice on Lin Jiang's shoulder:

"Further ahead is our ranch, a place full of milk, where meat and milk are produced."

"What do you raise? Cattle? Sheep?"

"Some cows, some sheep, and some moroes."

"what is that?"

"Moro is Moro, a cow is a cow, and a sheep is a sheep."

Lin Jiang: "..."

He felt he couldn't get any more information out of them.

Stepping onto the grassland, a breeze blows in my face.

This place is located in the south and is in the middle of summer, so it is extremely hot, but this breeze is unusually refreshing.

As they were traveling quickly along the grassland, Lin Jiang suddenly saw several enormous creatures in the distance, where the wind blew the grass low.

It was a tall bird, covered in thin, fine feathers, with a few upright downy feathers on the top of its head that trembled slightly in the wind on the grassland.

It looks very majestic, somewhat like a horse.

Upon seeing the giant bird, the canary immediately began to hop and leap.
"This is Moro! A huge Moro! A delicious Moro!"

Lin Jiang stared at the giant bird for a couple of seconds.

The giant bird seemed to sense something, tilted its head, and looked at Lin Jiang.

The forest in the clouds and the large bird on the grassland looked at each other.

The large bird had clearly never seen anything fly so fast before. It turned its head to follow the flight of the Linjiang bird until it flew far away, then slowly walked to a nearby tree and began chewing on its leaves.

Lin Jiang originally thought Moro was a beast, but upon seeing him, he was surprised to find that he was a bird.

This giant bird looks somewhat like an ostrich, but unlike an ostrich which has a bare head and legs, this bird is covered in fine feathers all over its body, making it quite different.

"Is this bird tasty? I remember the meat of big birds is a bit tough."

"It's not tough. Big cows and big sheep aren't tough either. Why is it that big birds become tough?"

Lin Jiang was speechless for a moment. He hadn't really investigated it.

"There's a farm up ahead, where Uncle Agami lives. He raises a lot of Moro. Some are fried, some are roasted, and you can even use the eggs to make soup. If you have time, Your Majesty, you can go and have a look and try some."

"I happen to have a few taels of silver on me."

Lin Jiang paused:
"Your area is rich in gold, so you probably don't use silver for trade, right?"

"Anything from Daxing is of good quality, especially since you are the ruler. Rulers don't have to pay for their food."

"First of all, I am not the ruler. Secondly, even if I were, I would still have to pay for food."

The two walked and talked. Guided by the canary, Lin Jiang soon saw a large manor appear on the horizon.

However, when his gaze fell upon the manor, Lin Jiang paused slightly.

The canary perched on his shoulder, its small eyes staring blankly at the manor.

The fertile manor that Yana had described was now engulfed in flames, with thick smoke rising into the sky.

Lin Jiang's nostrils twitched slightly as he smelled the charred flesh and blood.

He strode forward.

Lin Jiang saw a group of people dancing around a campfire, inside which was roasting a whole Moro, all its fur removed, clearly their meal.

However, directly above the fire, besides Moreau, there was something else.

Those were limbs chopped into pieces, pierced through with wooden sticks, and placed over a fire.

There were two people, a man and a woman. The woman's eyes were empty, and blood was flowing down her face, as if she were wailing in agony.

The man opened his mouth wide, as if he were letting out a furious roar of resentment before he died.

The people dancing around them were wearing armor that Lin Jiang recognized; they looked disheveled, yet also somewhat mad.

These……

It looks exactly the same as the previous squad's outfit.

The canary stiffened, shrinking towards Lin Jiang's neck, its mouth babbling incoherently.

The dancer turned around at the sound, her gaze fixed on Lin Jiang.

A smile appeared on his face.

They picked up their blood-stained weapons and slowly approached.

Lin Jiang put down the canary, rolled up his sleeves, and clenched his fists.

(End of this chapter)