Dream of the Red Chamber: After being exiled, I went on a killing spree in Liaodong.

"No wonder the Prince of Nan'an has fought so many wars without winning; who can withstand a group of lunatics!"

Within a radius of several feet, not a blade of grass grew; it was a scorched wasteland.

The soldiers who witnessed this scene completely broke down.

If you can't even hold a knife properly, what's the point of fighting?

"Such an incredible item, and those idiots from the White Lotus Cult actually got their hands on it first?"

The King of Yue stared at the fanatical crowd amidst the chaos, his eyes filled with mockery:

"God is truly blind!"

"Damn it! How did Jia Yi even do that?"

"They actually managed to repel all of Thor's warriors?!"

"This guy isn't even human..."

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The White Lotus Sect's high-ranking members felt a chill run down their spines as they stared at Jia Yi, who stood in the distance holding a knife, their eyes filled with apprehension.

How exactly do we kill this monster?

Yu Puhe squinted, his mind racing.

How can I get Thor to get close to him?

In that split second—

"withdraw!"

Jia Yi gave the order swiftly and decisively.

The five thousand elite soldiers maintained their formation and retreated swiftly and in an orderly manner.

They saw the Daqian army begin to retreat.

The White Lotus Sect's vanguard, unaware of the truth, suddenly experienced a surge in morale.

They thought that their own "Thor Warrior" had intimidated the enemy by self-destructing!

This time we bombed our own people, that's true, but next time—we'll bomb you all!

"Brothers! The lackeys of the Great Qian are terrified!"

"It's our turn to counterattack!"

"Kill all these corrupt officials!"

"Kill them—!"

Fueled by fervent slogans, the White Lotus sect's vanguard surged forth like a tidal wave, launching a fierce attack.

Jia Yi just gave a cold smile.

He continued to order the entire army to retreat, leaving himself behind alone.

He intended to use himself as bait to personally crush the morale of this rabble.

"That man is a prince of the Great Qian Dynasty!"

"Kill him! You'll enjoy endless riches and glory!"

"Charge! The first hit is mine!"

Upon hearing this, the White Lotus Sect soldiers' eyes lit up, like hungry wolves eyeing a fat sheep.

At this moment, how could Jia Yi still be seen as the Grim Reaper in their eyes?

He's clearly a god of wealth walking among mortals!

"Kill! Take the prince's head!"

Everyone turned around and rushed towards Jia Yi with red eyes.

"puff!"

With a sudden flash of light, Jia Yi exerted his strength in both arms, and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade drew a bloody arc, directly charging into the enemy formation.

Protected by the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, he is impervious to swords and spears, like a war god descended to earth.

Wherever they went, men and horses fell, and corpses littered the fields.

None of those who stood in his way survived.

"Bang!"

Several Thor warriors seized the opportunity, roaring as they charged toward Jia Yi, igniting the gunpowder on their backs, intending to perish together with him.

Explosions occurred one after another, and smoke filled the air.

But Jia Yi did not stop walking, his expression indifferent, as if he were just practicing his sword in his own training ground.

The blade danced lightly, and waves of blood surged.

Countless White Lotus followers rushed in with greed, only to fall in pools of blood, filled with resentment.

"Quickly! Send in another Thor! This is the perfect opportunity to strike!"

Yu Puhe gave the order urgently, his eyes reddening.

The surrounding high-rise buildings remained completely still.

"Are you deaf? I'm sending reinforcements!"

The Yupu River roared.

"Chief... something's not right with Jia Yi." Someone hesitated before speaking. "He's too tough. He can withstand being bombed without falling over."

"It's more worthwhile to keep Thor to deal with the army behind him."

"Yeah, now that we've exhausted all our resources, what will we have left to fight later?"

Thor's warriors may be fierce, but they were all forged by madmen.

Not everyone can blindly carry gunpowder and crash into a crowd.

After all—isn't it good to be alive?

"But now Jia Yi is alone!" Yu Puhe almost roared, "Kill him, and we'll win this battle!"

Everyone fell silent, their eyelids twitching.

On the battlefield, the armored figure wielding a sword cleaved through a ten-man formation with a single strike, leaving a trail of blood that stretched straight to the sky.

Who would believe that such a monster could be so easily killed?

"Chief Master... killing Jia Yi now is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

An elder pointed to the battlefield, his voice low.

Yu Puhe looked up and saw that nearly half of the 50,000 forwards had been lost, their formation was in disarray, and their morale had collapsed.

If they hold out a little longer, the entire army will likely be trampled and forced to flee for their lives.

"Sound the retreat!"

He gritted his teeth and spat out four words, filled with resentment.

Rather than waiting for the army to completely collapse, it is better to retreat proactively and retain some dignity.

Upon receiving the order, the White Lotus army at the front immediately turned tail and fled.

Many people even bypassed the supervisory team and fled for their lives, scrambling and crawling.

Formation? Discipline? Those were long ago thrown into the latrine.

Yu Puhe's face turned ashen as he looked at the utterly defeated army.

How can this be considered an orderly retreat?

It was clearly no different from being utterly routed and losing all their armor!

"Quickly! Organize men to gather the remaining troops! Don't let them disrupt our main force!"

He hurriedly gave orders in an attempt to stabilize the situation.

In the distance, Jia Yi stood amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, gently flicking the blood droplets off his knife.

Watching the fleeing figure, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"You just finished warming up... and you're already running off?"

"A bunch of worthless scoundrels."

Jia Yi picked up the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and strode back to his own camp.

"Your Highness, that's incredible!"

"You're not just someone who can defeat ten thousand men, you're someone who can defeat ten million men!"

Niu Dahao's face was full of admiration, his eyes almost shining.

That scene was absolutely thrilling—he single-handedly charged into the enemy ranks and, facing an overwhelming force of White Lotus Sect vanguards, managed to force them to retreat step by step.

If he had been given another half an incense stick's time, the striker would probably have collapsed.

"A small matter."

Jia Yi chuckled and waved casually.

"Pass down the order: prepare the ballistae—when they charge, raze them to the ground!"

His gaze was sharp as a knife as he stared at the densely packed enemy troops in the distance, his tone as cold as ice.

"Yes, sir!"

Niu Dahao immediately rushed off, heading straight for the ballista positions.

Jia Yi turned to look at the Yue army that was standing still on the flank, his brows furrowing slightly.

"How can we take care of all of them at the same time?"

It wasn't greed, it was just that... the Vietnamese army's equipment was so worn out that it was worse than that of the militia.

It looks so tempting.

Not to mention the southern regions, where rice can be harvested three times a year, resulting in astonishing grain production.

If we can seize this opportunity, the lives of the people of Daqian will be much easier in the future.

Especially for the people in Guangdong and Guangxi who were suffering from war, this was a way to survive.

At this moment, within the White Lotus Sect's formation—

"Chief, we still have more than three thousand Thor Warriors."

After listening, Yu Puhe smiled and said, "That's enough."

"Once the bombing starts, Jia Yi's 110,000 'greenhorns' will absolutely suffer a psychological breakdown!"

"Hahaha, when the time comes, we'll be chasing down all the lackeys of the Great Qian Dynasty, it'll be incredibly satisfying!"

The senior executives burst into laughter, as if victory was assured.

In their eyes, Jia Yi's army was nothing but a paper tiger. As soon as the Thunder God Warriors charged, they scattered and fled, ending up like the remnants of the Prince of Nan'an's army.

"good!"

Yu Puhe nodded in satisfaction.

"Send word to the King of Yue—instruct him to attack from the left flank!"

He emphasized the word "left wing".

The messenger spurred his horse and galloped straight towards the Vietnamese army camp.

Before departing, Yu Puhe surveyed his generals and lowered his voice:

"This battle is crucial to overthrowing the Great Qian Dynasty—anyone who dares to hold back will face my ruthlessness!"