Pei Zi Yun's face was covered in blood. When he saw the lieutenant, he did not say a word. He turned around and charged forward.
Within three breaths, he was right in front of the lieutenant. The soldiers around him could not help but split apart in fear. The lieutenant shouted and raised his blade to slash at him.
With a flash of the blade, the lieutenant's head flew into the air.
Pei Zi Yun remained expressionless as he led his troops into the formation of the new recruits. He killed everything in front of him and charged towards the back.
There were still a hundred meters left.
The long blade sliced through the air. The new recruits finally broke down. They threw down their weapons and shields as they cried and ran in all directions. Their cries and screams filled everyone's ears.
Under such a terrifying situation, many of them lost their minds and tried to escape. Some even brandished their blades at their own people.
The county soldiers watched on in shock. Pan Hu was elated and pulled out his blade, "Advance, kill the enemy, kill!"
The county soldiers were new recruits and could only fight when the wind was blowing. However, at this moment, they only needed to fight when the wind was blowing. The 1,500 county soldiers shouted and charged forward, further increasing the panic of the new recruits.
The cavalry had already reached the back and had completely broken through the enemy's formation.
"Maintain the formation, gather together and charge!" Pei Zi Yun turned his horse around. After a long period of military training, the rest of the cavalry quickly formed a formation behind him.
Pei Zi Yun looked at Zhao Yuan who was in the middle of the camp and shouted, "Charge with me!"
The horses neighed as their hooves kicked up mud and dirt. The sound of their hooves shook the entire battlefield as they charged into the enemy's formation.
In reality, the most powerful weapons were no longer swords, but the heavy impact and trampling of the soldiers.
The soldiers who fell screamed in pain as they were trampled into meat paste. Their blades flashed, and any resistance in front of them was reduced to splatters of blood. It was like a meat grinder. No one was able to withstand a single blow, and the entire enemy formation collapsed.
"No … stop them … I'll give you a hundred taels of silver … no, I'll be promoted three ranks!" Faced with the charge, Zhao Yuan suddenly realized that there was a reason why he could not be promoted. Fear crept into his heart as he screamed incoherently. He could not help but retreat on his horse.
"Personal Battalion, block!"
The personal soldiers took the lead and raised their shields in front of him, covering him in the shadows.
"Spear." Pei Zi Yun crouched down and picked up the spear from the ground. He then pointed it at the shield, and the spear pierced through the air, shattering the sturdy shield as if it was a piece of paper.
Zhao Yuan finally couldn't take it anymore. He turned around and ran, ignoring the disappointed and disdainful gazes of his bodyguards.
"Kill!" The cavalry easily tore through the last line of defense and rushed towards Zhao Yuan.
"Star Shift!"
The third level, which was also the highest level of the technique, was unleashed. Pei Zi Yun felt his entire body loosen up, as though the army's Qi that had been restricting him on the battlefield was now much lighter.
Although he could not use Dao techniques on others, he could already use it on himself and the horse.
"Hypnosis!" Pei Zi Yun patted the horse, and heard a 'pipa' sound. The horse neighed loudly, and sped up in an instant.
Within a few breaths, he was already halfway to where Zhao Yuan was. Realizing that he had nowhere else to run, he turned his horse around and shouted out, "Die!"
Hearing his enemy's cries of despair, Pei Zi Yun nodded his head calmly. In the next moment, his blade flashed, and Zhao Yuan's head flew into the air. Fresh blood spurted out, and his headless corpse fell to the ground.
"The enemy general is dead, those who surrender shall not be killed!" Pei Zi Yun raised his arms and shouted.
"The enemy general is dead, those who surrender shall not be killed!" The entire cavalry followed suit and shouted. Soon after, all the soldiers on his side shouted as well.
Hearing this cry, the soldiers who were on the verge of collapse started to kneel down and surrender in large numbers.
Pei Zi Yun then heaved a sigh of relief and looked at his long blade. He shook his head slightly. His long blade was full of cracks and holes. He then took off his armor and threw his long blade to the ground. The cracks on the blade could no longer be used.
A loud clap of thunder could be heard in the sky. Dark clouds started to gather, and some rain started to fall. Pei Zi Yun wasn't shocked, but instead, he welcomed the rain with his face, washing away all the blood.
The rain continued to fall. The battle was over, but the killing was not over. Soldiers were seen walking to and fro, cleaning up the battlefield. The soldiers were wearing straw raincoats, dragging the corpses of their comrades and their enemies. They then put the corpses of their fallen comrades together and placed them under the newly erected tents.
The air was filled with a nauseating stench, as well as faint moans that rose and fell one after another. The footsteps back and forth crushed the lush grass, and they kept stabbing at the place where the moans were. This kind of sound was palpitating, and it was accompanied by a trickle of red that flowed down silently.
The rain continued to fall. War was merciless, and the killing of iron and blood was the main theme of the battlefield.
Not far away, a captive was digging a hole.
This was not the killing of a captive. In this era, if the enemy was lightly injured, they could still live. But if they were severely injured or crippled, there was only one outcome, which was to kill them on the spot.
Not to mention the enemy, even if it was one's own people, under the current state of medical care, the outcome of a serious injury could be a final stab, or even death within the tent.
"A gentleman does not approach the kitchen!" Pei Zi Yun allowed the rain to wash off the blood on his body, and did not continue watching. Before long, Pan Hu appeared, clad in his armor. He walked over to Pei Zi Yun and bowed, "Dao Master, the results of the battle are out."
"Our army has lost 171 men, with 360 injured."
"The enemy has surrendered a thousand and six hundred, with 600 injured and 700 dead."
"Pass down my orders, the names of the dead are to be recorded and reported to me. I will write a letter of approval, and raise the compensation of the dead by one rank. For those who are officials, I will write a letter of approval."
He then said, "The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Find the corpses, clean them and bring them back to the county. Find a good place to bury them, and erect a monument. Do this immediately, and I will write a letter of approval to build a memorial here."
"Yes, Dao Master." Pan Hu was extremely gratified. Raising the compensation of the dead by one rank was already very generous. Erecting a monument was even more rare for them.
Pei Zi Yun looked at the rain and the battlefield, his expression was solemn. He remembered that the main culprit behind all of this was Xie Cheng Dong. He squinted his eyes and looked afar.
"Xie Cheng Dong, you can escape this time, but not forever."
"You've offended me time and time again, how can I let you off? Don't worry, you'll be next."
Pei Zi Yun paced a few steps. The temperature of the rain seemed to change according to his will, as the temperature of the rain dropped several degrees.
"I have to find a way to retaliate."
At this point, the final blow had been dealt with. The corpses of the enemies were not treated as well as before. They were all piled up in a pit and buried.
The weather was getting hotter and hotter. If they did not bury the corpses quickly, a plague might spread. Seeing this, Pei Zi Yun frowned, as if deep in thought. He paced a few steps.
All of a sudden, Pei Zi Yun's mind flashed as he smiled. Seeing that the battlefield was almost cleaned up, he ordered, "Let's go back to the county!"
Bao Yang County, County Yamen
In an elegantly decorated house, the walls were lined with paper. There was a huge bucket filled with dirty water. Pei Zi Yun finished his bath and got dressed. Although he had a serving maid to serve him, he wasn't used to it. Especially with the help of Dao arts.
When he pressed on his hands, his wounds were bleeding profusely. Due to the short period of time, there was no pus or blood. This was to prevent rust from forming on his weapons. Since he was wearing three layers of armor, even if he had been hit by a weapon, the wound would not have been too deep. Hence, he did not need to sew up his wounds, nor did he need to leave a small opening to expel pus.
Ancient weapons and arrows were not made of stainless steel, and would rust easily. Many soldiers had been injured, and not only did they not die on the spot, they also died of high fever after ten days.
Pei Zi Yun had to be careful and complete his task. His wounds were all cleaned up, and even the surface had healed. All that was left was a red line.
He wore his Dao robes and walked out. The corridor was filled with trees and pears. Although it was raining, it was spring and full of life.
Pei Zi Yun laughed as he stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops falling from the roof. At this point, an armored soldier rushed over and bowed to Pei Zi Yun, "Dao Master, Free Cloud Sect's carriages have arrived."
"They're here?" Pei Zi Yun smiled and said, "Open the gates and welcome them."
The magistrate was the center of power within the county. The main gate, main hall, second hall and the Zither Hall formed the central axis. On the west was the garden and the study room, and on the east was the courtyard. There were also three guards who lived there.
At this point, the armored soldiers and guards had all gathered. When they saw the ox-cart, they knelt down.
Yu Yun Jun brought Pei Qian Shi and Liao Qing Ye down from the ox-cart and was shocked. Pei Zi Yun stepped forward, "Mother, please come down slowly."
He then smiled as he carried Liao Qing Ye, the little girl in his arms.
Liao Qing Ye did not recognize him as a stranger, and allowed Pei Zi Yun to carry her. She then sniffed, "Brother, your body smells good, but there's also the smell of blood."
When Pei Zi Yun heard this, he laughed, "You're such a sharp little girl."
"Luckily you were careful. If not, our sect would be in big trouble." Yu Yun Jun said as she helped Pei Qian Shi down from the carriage.
Pei Zi Yun did not dwell on this topic. He reached out and patted Liao Qing Ye's head, "Master, Qing Ye is about nine years old now. She should be able to practice Dao Arts now. I intend to keep her in the sect. Master? Why don't you take her in, and become our junior sister? "
Yu Yun Jun smiled and looked at Pei Zi Yun. Pei Zi Yun's face was sharp, and had a killing aura. He had a stern look, and had grown up. She then said, "You can take in a disciple now. You're the Sect Leader, if you don't take in disciples, what would you be like? If you don't have time to teach, I can teach. But I can decide on a disciple's status. "
"Take in a disciple?" Pei Zi Yun paused as he looked at Liao Ye Qing. Liao Ye Qing was very cute, and had a chubby face. She was very different from the first time he met her. She looked at him with a pleading look in her eyes.
"Are you willing to take big brother as your Master?" Pei Zi Yun hugged her and asked.
"Big brother, that's great, big brother Master." Liao Qing Ye tilted her head and said. Pei Zi Yun laughed out, "That's it then. Qing Ye, you're my senior disciple now."
Pei Qian Shi looked at him, and her face was filled with joy. However, she looked tired. Seeing that his mother was tired, Pei Zi Yun said, "Mother, you must be tired from the long journey. Please rest and take care of yourself."
"We'll talk more tomorrow, and listen to your teachings."
Pei Qian Shi was initially worried. She looked at Pei Zi Yun, and saw that he was full of energy. His robes fluttered in the wind, and he didn't seem to be injured at all. She then smiled and said, "If you have something to do, just do it. I'll rest now."
"Master, go and make arrangements for the monastery. I still have some matters to attend to." Pei Zi Yun said as he thought of something.
Hearing the killing intent in his words, Yu Yun Jun paused and understood, "Alright, I'll make arrangements now."
She then left. Pei Zi Yun's face was gloomy as he instructed, "Go and summon the County Magistrate here."
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