piratefiction Chapter 84 Slaughter 1
Chapter 84 Slaughter 1
As the bear raised its hands to protect its eyes, Fu Que took a deep breath, stepped on the bear's thick calves, and used his waist strength to reach the bear.
He gripped the knife with his last two fingers, and the cyan background representing the temporary wind element power in his mind shone brightly. The whistling, invisible wind enveloped the blade of the Embroidered Spring Knife and Fu Que's wrist.
A series of swift strikes.
In a split second, Fu Que unleashed twelve consecutive strikes, which was the limit of his attack.
"Clang clang clang!"
A sickening metallic cutting sound rang out as a deep crack was slashed into the thick, fine iron neck guard.
The burly bear knew he had fallen into a trap. In the blink of an eye, he lowered his eyes and placed his arm across Fu Que's chest and abdomen, where he had nowhere to brace himself.
Just as they were about to make contact, Fu Que roared, and the compressed air and the roar slammed into his face, causing his outstretched arm to lose some of its strength.
Fu Que suppressed the savory taste in his throat, and as he flew backward with the help of the bear's thick, pillar-like arm, he adjusted the angle and threw the Embroidered Spring Blade in his hand.
As Xiong Pi watched Fu Que fly backward into the mud, he was about to give chase when he noticed two crossbow bolts heading straight for his eyes. He broke out in a cold sweat and used his left hand to deflect the arrows.
But as soon as his arm moved away from his face, a whistling blade followed him like a shadow and pierced through. Caught off guard, the bear could only watch helplessly as the blade, carrying a swirling current of air, plunged straight into the gap in the cut neck guard.
While the battle raged fiercely on the mountain peaks where supplies were stored, at the demon's lair, after a night of fighting, the dragon riders and county soldiers, led by the Sun family, broke through two or three lines of defense and occupied most of the area.
At this moment, a battle to annihilate the final demon's lair is underway. However, this is the core location of the demons, and normally only a few leaders of the demons can enter and exit. It is heavily guarded, and the Sun family does not know the specific situation inside.
Therefore, the battle, which started off with unstoppable momentum, gradually became stalemate. After three consecutive charges and leaving behind dozens of corpses, they still failed to break through the desperate defenses of the demon leaders.
"Stop rushing in like that, this won't work. Even if we manage to break through and wipe them out, we won't have many men left. Since they refuse to surrender, let them become roast pigs."
Chen Ming looked at his men lying in pools of blood, his eyes turning bloodshot. He loudly ordered his men to retreat, his facial muscles twitching as he spoke.
"My lord, the Heavenly Official said that we must leave some prisoners in this battle. He plans to use these people to fill the gaps in the canals and roads. If we roast them to death, there will be no one to help us fill the gaps!"
Song happy limped over to Chen Ming, dragging her limp right arm, and said.
He was the one who led the charge, but the result was not satisfactory. Twenty or thirty brothers lost their lives inside and had to retreat. If it weren't for the brothers behind them desperately suppressing the enemy with crossbows, the casualties would have been even greater.
His reason for fighting to the death was simple: to atone for his crimes and perform meritorious service. This battle not only had to be won, but a great victory had to be achieved to fulfill the strategic objectives given by the Heavenly Official. Otherwise, the future would certainly be difficult for these county soldiers who were trying to atone for their crimes.
"I would rather lead a group of people to carry sandbags, dig stones, or cut down trees and burn wasteland than watch my brothers be torn apart by demons."
Chen Ming shook his head. He understood Peng Chi's feelings at this moment, but he was luckier than Peng Chi because the latter was suppressed by the Heavenly Official and could only take revenge now, while he could take revenge right now.
"I know you are eager to atone for your crimes through meritorious service. Considering the bloody battle you fought alongside the county soldiers, I will speak to the magistrate on your behalf and try to reduce your punishment as much as possible."
Chen Ming paused for a moment and said, "Now is the time when we need manpower. As long as you don't make mistakes in the future, the Heavenly Official won't do anything to you. Now, go back to the rear with the injured brothers to rest. I will take care of the rest."
Having said all that, Song happy had no right to refute it. He could only bow to Chen Ming to express his gratitude, and then lead the wounded county soldiers toward the outer edge of the encirclement.
As Chenming gave the order, an artisan accompanying the army immediately took off the package on his back, poured a black, hard lump into a wooden bucket, and stirred it with a wooden stick. The black lump mixed with the mud and water to form a thick paste.
The various ballistae were replaced with arrows and then loaded with this newly made paste. Under the command of the flag officer, these ballistae filled with black paste roared once again and fired into the darkness of the demon cave.
"Scale Three, Annihilation!"
The pungent smell was strong as the archers pulled their bowstrings and winches, firing flaming arrows into the darkness of the demon's lair.
Thick black smoke billowed as orange-red flames spread through the demon's lair. Deafening explosions echoed as crossbows continued to bombard the entrance, making the fire increasingly uncontrollable.
The combined forces of the Dragon Cavalry and the county soldiers fought a bloody battle until midnight. Although they suffered heavy casualties and were exhausted, their morale remained high. When they saw the last line of defense engulfed in flames, they were all invigorated. Although everything inside had been burned to ashes, at least they no longer had to fight a direct assault and lose lives.
The fire raged fiercely, and the demons and traitors who had been stubbornly resisting could no longer hold back. Although they were physically strong and not ordinary people, they had not cultivated true qi to protect their bodies and could not withstand the merciless fire and water.
As the fire grew larger, they had no choice but to crawl out of the stone shell, only to run headlong into the ambush set up by Chenming, where they were riddled with crossbow bolts.
Some powerful demons and warriors, relying on their superior skills, rushed out of the cave to cool themselves down by being covered in blood, but they were all stopped by the elite warriors mixed in with the allied forces, and then, with the help of crossbows, they were all beheaded.
Aside from the ringleaders and traitors who were to behead as a gift for the Heroes' Gathering, the other demons or traitors who seemed still usable were all bound together with the bone-chopping crutch. If they appeared to be seriously injured, they were simply beheaded to appease the world.
The flames illuminated the world in a crimson glow, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.
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The bear clutched its neck and retreated repeatedly. The blade had pierced its neck, yet it was still alive for a moment.
A gust of air surged forth, and Fu Que used his qi to manipulate objects, casually seizing two longswords left behind on the battlefield. He gripped them upright in his right hand and backward in his left, and charged towards the retreating bear amidst billowing dust.
Fu Que's blade moved like a rolling wheel, slicing through the bodies of two demon soldiers who blocked his way. Amidst the splattering of organs and blood, a flash of blade light, like a soul-snatching chain, lashed out towards the bear.
The bear roared angrily, threw away its spiked club, and charged forward with its fists. The sound of metal clashing echoed like thunder, and sparks flew like a fine rain.
The two sides clashed fiercely, their attacks so intense that it was terrifying. The sheer force of their blows forced the soldiers fighting on both sides to stay away from them to avoid being chopped into pieces or smashed into mincemeat.