In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 445 Times make heroes



Chapter 445 Times make heroes

How did someone from the lowest rungs of society become a highly decorated duke?

Xie Cang felt that it was simply a matter of the times creating heroes. If he hadn't been born in a chaotic era, Emperor Taizu of Xia would have always been the son of a peasant, and Xie Canglan would have always been the cowherd named Xie Niu'er!

It was the chaos at the end of the Zhou Dynasty that gave them the opportunity to change their own destiny.

Xia Taizu and Xie Canglan could do it, and Xie Cang felt that he could also do it!

Anyone with eyes can see that the Xia Kingdom is now on the verge of collapse, and signs of chaos are already emerging. Xie Cang has thousands of soldiers under his command, and he is fully capable of participating in this chaotic game of competition and vying for the supreme throne!

If Emperor Taizu of Xia could ascend to the throne from the position of a peasant, why can't I, Xie Cang, do the same?

Staring at the three hundred-plus Chen family soldiers opposite him, Xie Cang raised his arm high and shouted, "Brothers, kill them! Break into the county town, eat meat and drink wine to your heart's content!"

"Kill! Drink and eat meat!"

"Eat meat with gusto, drink wine with gusto!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"..."

As soon as Xie Cang finished speaking, the defeated soldiers were invigorated. They shouted for drinking and eating meat and suddenly accelerated as they charged towards Chen's army on the opposite side.

"The county magistrate."

Looking at the thousands of troops surging towards them like a black tide, Liu Yi said to Li Qingyun with a solemn expression, "This place is dangerous. I request that you, County Magistrate, retreat to the rear!"

The thousands of troops surged forward all at once, which even made Liu Yi, an eighth-rank martial artist, feel alarmed. On such a battlefield, even martial artists seemed so insignificant.

"Ah."

Li Qingyun did not refuse. He knew very well that this was not the time to act on emotion, so he rode back to the rear of Chen's army with Liu Yi and three other martial artists.

In this situation, the one facing thousands of troops naturally became the three hundred or so Chen family soldiers!

Chen Da squinted at the massive black army surging towards them like a tsunami, his eyes filled with a solemn expression.

Even the Chen family army soldiers, who had originally looked relaxed, were no longer as carefree as before.

To be honest, before facing the defeated army, they had never taken them seriously, because they were well aware of the difference between ordinary soldiers and martial artists. It is no exaggeration to say that a ninth-rank martial artist could easily defeat even twenty ordinary soldiers in a one-on-one fight.

But this is in the case of fighting alone.

At this moment, they had to face three thousand routed soldiers!

When three thousand routed soldiers lined up in battle formation and charged in one fell swoop, even a martial artist would probably feel their legs go weak!

Fortunately, everyone present was a soldier who had undergone long-term training. Although they were nervous, they did not show any fear of battle. Instead, they all gripped their knives tightly, ready to face off against the fleeing enemy at any moment.

"brothers!"

Chen Da stared at the approaching army and roared, "Follow me and kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Da took the lead and charged towards the opposing army.

The Chen family army behind him did not hesitate either, gripping their blades tightly and shouting as they charged towards the thousands of soldiers opposite them.

If someone were standing in the air looking down at this moment, they would see a shocking scene: three hundred people rushing towards three thousand people, as if they were courting death!

Soon, the two sides made formal contact!

Chen Da, who charged the fastest, slashed out with his sword. The bright blade flashed and disappeared in an instant. The armor on the chest of a fleeing soldier facing Chen Da shattered instantly. Then, the blade continued its momentum and pierced through the soldier's chest!

"Pfft!"

The sharp blade cleaved through flesh and blood, and copious amounts of blood gushed from the chests of the routed soldiers.

At the same time, the other routed soldiers reacted quickly, thrusting their spears at Chen Da.

A dense barrage of spears came flying at Chen Da, leaving him no room to dodge and forcing him to retreat.

After dodging the spear attack, Chen Da swung his sword several more times, taking the lives of several fleeing soldiers.

"grass!"

After hacking down several fleeing soldiers, Chen Da glanced down at his blade and couldn't help but curse. His formidable strength as an eighth-rank martial artist allowed him to pierce through enemy armor with his blade, however…

The knife in his hand was clearly not a good one; after slicing through several suits of armor, the blade was riddled with nicks, greatly diminishing its sharpness.

However, this was clearly not the time to dwell on such matters. In the brief moment Chen Da was momentarily stunned, several spears thrust out, nearly injuring him.

Fortunately, Chen Da, being an eighth-rank martial artist, reacted extremely quickly and narrowly avoided the spear attack.

Meanwhile, the three hundred Chenjia villages also encountered the routed troops on the front line.

Fang Yong squinted at the fleeing soldiers opposite him, and as he moved, their faces gradually became clearer in his vision.

"call!"

Fang Yong let out a heavy breath. Surprisingly, he felt no nervousness at all, despite it being his first time participating in a war. Instead, a surge of courage welled up within him!

Seeing the fleeing soldier who had already raised his gun to thrust at him, Fang Yong did not panic at all. He slightly turned his body to dodge the attack of the gun tip, and then grabbed the gun barrel with his left hand and pulled the soldier behind him with force.

As the soldier staggered, Fang Yong slashed down with his sword.

"Pfft!"

The blade pierced through the armor, disemboweling the soldier, who gushed out crimson blood. Fang Yong didn't even glance at the bloodstains on his body, casually shoving the soldier aside before rushing towards the next one.

"kill!"

Fang Yong took a step forward and swung his knife with all his might.

The immense force applied to the blade instantly shattered the soldier's armor, and then slashed a huge wound across the soldier's body, running from his right shoulder to his left waist.

"what!"

The soldier cried out in pain and quickly collapsed to the ground.

Fang Yong, however, continued his killing spree without stopping.

The other soldiers of the Chen family army performed no worse than Fang Yong. Although they were not armored, their strength as ninth-rank martial artists made them far stronger than the defeated enemy.

Within a few breaths of direct confrontation, the soldiers on the routed front line were almost all killed, while on the Chenjia Village side, not a single person died, and only a few suffered minor injuries.

Upon seeing this, Xie Cang's heart sank, realizing that he had underestimated the fighting power of these martial artists from Taiping County.

The armor worn by their own soldiers was like paper in front of them; it could be easily pierced, causing fatal damage to their soldiers...

Fortunately, we have enough soldiers, so the current losses are still acceptable!

"Axemen, keep a close watch on the battle! Anyone who retreats even a step will be executed!"


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