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Chapter 198 : Using Violence to Counter Violence is Not a Solution, But it Feels Good
Ling Province, this province was the westernmost and largest province in Qian-Yuan, but its GDP was in the worst category.
Firstly, the land quality was poor, the climate conditions were bad, and the farming efficiency was low. The land was vast and sparsely populated, unable to support too many people.
Secondly, there were frequent raids and plundering by the Xiongnu, which further increased the difficulty of survival.
Lihe Town, Ling Province, was in chaos with fires everywhere.
"%￥#...￥%&"
Wе́ bn̂_о vеl̊ Ĕnu m̂ а́
"Haha! Kill, kill, kill!"
"Blame your fatuous emperor %...#￥..."
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"Women, take them! #%@"
"Still #@￥@#% the Central Plains is good!"
...
Warhorses neighed, and bandits laughed ferociously.
Е̂ n úmă. id
Two thousand cavalrymen rode into the village, burning, killing, and plundering.
They chattered in a messy language, acting wantonly and committing all sorts of atrocities.
"No... don't!"
"Let me go, who will save me!"
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"Mother... Father..."
"Sob sob sob... you beasts..."
Е̄n̆ū m̃ а .і d̈
...
How could ordinary common people be a match for these sturdy steppe bandits?
The weak could not control their fate. All their happiness could be turned into nothing in an instant.
The raging fire burned, and the smoke billowed, burying the sins of the invaders and the grief of the victims.
"No... Father... Mother..."
A girl in tattered clothes, with a thin figure, stared with wide eyes, looking blankly at the scene before her.
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Her father was trampled on the ground, and her mother was humiliated to death.
A sturdy man with a ferocious smile swung a meteor hammer, grabbed her by the neck, and lifted her up.
"Why... why are you doing this..."
She didn't understand.
If they wanted things, they could just take them. Why did they have to destroy everything?
They broke down their walls, burned their houses, and even harmed their lives.
Е̃ n̂ ŭ m̃ а̊
"%@%..."
The Xiongnu man's face was ferocious, and he laughed arrogantly, speaking in a language she couldn't understand.
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The air in her chest grew thinner, and her vision became more and more hazy.
And just then,
"Swish!"
A flash of green light shot past.
Е̂ n um ӓ. і̆d̄
"Pfft!"
It seemed that something hot had splashed on her face.
She stared with wide eyes and fell to the ground.
She had survived. On the contrary, before her... the sturdy man's head seemed to have been pierced by something. He fell to the ground, and even after losing his breath, he still maintained a ferocious smile.
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What happened?
For a moment, the atmosphere was strangely silent.
Е̇ ń ŭm a . ǐ d_
A sudden change occurred. The surrounding Xiongnu people also trembled, their eyes wide, their smiles fading. They couldn't help but look in another direction.
A hundred meters to the east, a green light flashed, and a jade bamboo staff was retracted into a hand.
Ming Chen sat on his warhorse, flicking off the red and white matter on it with a look of disgust.
Looking at the messy town before him, he frowned slightly, waved his hand behind him, and said faintly, "Kill them all."
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
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"Kill!"
...
The iron-armored cavalrymen behind him, who were like sculptures, seemed to have come to life. Their eyes radiated a terrifying might, their gazes like lightning, their presence majestic.
They raised their weapons high, shouted loudly, and charged into the town.
The warhorses galloped, causing the earth to tremble.
A mere eight hundred men, yet they had the momentum to shake an army of ten thousand.
Е ṅumа
They were people who had been baptized by the Golden Scale Leaping Over Heaven's Gate, and had also undergone the strict training plan personally formulated by the ghost-talented general from hundreds of years ago.
Even if they were just weak farmers half a year ago, they now had unparalleled strength.
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They were the most elite troops, and today they were going to be stained with blood.
A fierce tiger released from its cage, unstoppable.
After so much time, even a fool should have learned. Ming Chen was no longer the wobbly novice rider he was before.
He patted the warhorse under him and said to the child carrying the flag, "Let's go, Yun Yao. What is heard by the ear is ultimately shallow."
E n̂ um̊ ӓ .і d̈
"Today, master will teach you, practical combat teaching!"
"..."
The child did not speak, but just rode her horse and followed.
The eight hundred cavalrymen were less than half the number of the invaders, but they carried an unparalleled momentum and charged towards the bandits in all directions.
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They roared, raised their long spears, and brandished their sabers, fighting with the Xiongnu.
And Ming Chen and the child also charged to the front.
Ë n ŭ_mâ. і̄d̈
The long spear in his hand was thrown like a javelin, accurately piercing the chest of a Xiongnu man. Its momentum did not decrease, and it pinned the person behind him to the wall.
Ming Chen pushed off the horse's back, and with a flip, he jumped into the enemy group.
His footsteps were erratic, his figure swaying. He used the inertia to raise his elbow and slammed it into the chest of the Xiongnu man opposite him.
It looked like he was drunk and leaning against him.
However, the Xiongnu man's eyes bulged as if they were about to pop out.
"Crack!"
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With a sound like a bone cracking, his figure flew backwards, his chest caved in, his heart shattered. He trembled and then his breath ceased.
"Who is it!"
"Who are you?!"
"￥#%#@￥%"
The situation was starting to go wrong!
The crushing slaughter and plunder had suddenly encountered an unexpected variable.
Е̂num̄а. i d̄
There were also shouts of killing around, and the whole town was in chaos.
Several Xiongnu men hurriedly surrounded him with their weapons, questioning Ming Chen in a babble.
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Ming Chen did not speak. He was a little unsteady on his feet, swaying as he dodged a slashing saber.
He twisted his waist and turned, raised his hand in a toast, and a light punch landed on the face of a Xiongnu man.
A huge force came over, instantly breaking his nose. Tears streamed down his face, and he lay on the ground, closing his eyes and groaning in pain.
Ming Chen, however, swayed and directly fell on him with his elbow.
Ẁеb̄n ӧ v̈ е́ l Е ńuḿ.а
"Ugh!"
With a mournful cry, he dodged a swinging meteor hammer and at the same time took the life of the struggling person on the ground.
Seeing this, a Xiongnu man hurriedly raised his saber and slashed at the fallen Ming Chen.
Blood flew, and he cut his companion in two, but he didn't touch him at all.
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Ming Chen turned sideways, pushed off with his palm, and a gentle breeze blew past. His footsteps moved, and he punched the galloping horse of a Xiongnu cavalryman. The powerful force directly knocked the horse over.
Using the rebound force, his graceful figure came to the side of the Xiongnu man who had just slashed at him. His palm formed a claw and grabbed his throat.
Ë ńù ḿа ..і_d̈
In his terrified gaze,
"Crack!"
The immortal toasting and locking the throat.
Blood splattered, and another person lay on the ground, his breath ceased.
This scholar, who looked like he had no strength, had killed three sturdy steppe warriors in an instant.
For a moment, he also shocked the people around him.
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The child on the side just sat on her pony and watched her master's rare display of martial arts. Light flowed in her eyes, as if she had some enlightenment.
The flag, which was twice her height, was waved in her hand, from time to time sweeping away the enemies who wanted to get close.
"Mon... monster..."
"No!"
"￥%@"
Those who kill will be killed.
W̌.e b̄ ñо v̌е̌ l Е_ñu m̊ а
Sometimes, the wicked are even more afraid of death than ordinary people.
After a few more corpses were added around Ming Chen, several Xiongnu men stared with wide eyes, looking at this strange person who seemed to be unable to even stand steadily, and fled in all directions.
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And the same thing was happening in every corner of the town.
The well-equipped elite soldiers followed their officer's orders and wantonly slaughtered these fierce invaders.
From now on, the hunter and the prey, the offense and defense, had switched.
"I like this sport..."
W̌ е́ b̈ ńò.v e l̂ Еnu m̄а̃
Ming Chen, however, let out a light breath, looked at the scattered corpses around him, and smiled lightly.
He seemed to understand a little why the old ghost always insisted on him going to the battlefield.
It was undeniable that the factor of violence could indeed relieve psychological pressure.
Ming Chen had always felt that he was a civilized and weak scholar, but now he felt that this sport was quite pleasant.
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"Master, I want a drink of wine."
The teaching was over. It seemed that it was time for the child to practice.
Е̂ń û ma
Yun Yao came up, looked at the wine gourd at Ming Chen's waist, her eyes a little eager, and spoke rarely.
"En?"
This set of Drunken Fist was a reward for completing Ye Wuzui's wish before. It was just a set of martial arts techniques.
Ming Chen was not a heavy drinker and had never been drunk. He always felt that it lacked some charm.
This martial art should probably be taught to his dazed sister.
Now, this child had the tendency to become Ling Yu number two.
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Children should not drink excessively.
But Ming Chen thought for a moment and still gave her the bamboo wine gourd.
He had always doted on children. If she wanted to drink, then let her drink.
Anyway, this was indeed a good thing. Drinking it was good for the body.
"Eh?"
"Slow down, who drinks like that?"
Е̌ n̄ üm̆ a
Yun Yao didn't know if she had drunk before. She took the gourd from Ming Chen, didn't mind it, and directly drank from it.
Encouraging a minor to drink heavily.
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Ming Chen had done it in this life.
The child drank a bellyful of wine in one go.
When she put down the wine gourd, her little face was already flushed, and her eyes were a little hazy.
There should be no such thing as drunk driving in this era.
Eṅu m̌ а̃ . īd̀
She directly rode her pony, swaying as she charged towards another group of Xiongnu on the other side.
"Bang!"
The hundred-year-old flag was slammed into the ground. Dust flew, and the wooden pole made creaking sounds.
The little girl's strength was not small. The old ghost on the side looked on with a pained expression.
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Several Xiongnu men looked at the drunk little girl who had come on horseback, and were also a little dumbfounded.
However, the next moment, a light flashed in the child's eyes, and she stomped her foot fiercely.
Ě nümа
The earth and stone cracked, and a pit was stomped out. Her figure flashed, and she charged straight at the dozens of Xiongnu men.
She was very short, and many of her movements had to be done by jumping, which looked a little comical.
A drunk person was jumping around on the ground.
But... these Xiongnu men who were facing this strange child head-on probably didn't think so.
An invisible aura enveloped them. The child's cold eyes, just one look, made one's heart tremble, as if a strong wind were blowing in their face, shattering their soul.
Yun Yao had entered a very strange state. Her heart was beating violently, and an endless stream of power surged from her dantian to her limbs.
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She felt as if she could do anything. The pinnacle of martial arts, the pinnacle of man, breaking through the heavens, one punch, one world, raising her hand to pluck the sun and moon.
From a very young age, she had speed and strength far beyond her peers, and she learned any movement very quickly.
Her control was extremely strong, as if she could even control her own pulse.
And now, in her hazy consciousness, she had a feeling of enlightenment.
Time seemed to flow very slowly. She could feel the heartbeat and pulse of everyone before her. She could reach out her hand and take their lives.
Ming Chen's movements just now were constantly replaying in her mind.
Еnu̇mа . іd̂
She had always been cold and indifferent, with nothing in her eyes, not caring about anything, so she could be extremely focused.
Focused on only one thing.
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Martial arts!
Once, twice, three times... in just a short moment, all of Ming Chen's movements just now had been replayed in her mind tens of thousands of times.
"Bang!"
A small hand clawed and crushed the throat of a terrified Xiongnu man.
Ŵеḃn̄ о́ v̆еl̀ Е̇.n.u m ȧ
The figure was like a swaying fallen leaf, dancing among the blades, leaving no trace.
Fist, claw, elbow, knee... every movement was natural. The fist and palm moved with the wind, with a kind of transcendent charm, as if it were the truth, as if it should be done this way.
The people watching her had a strange feeling, as if a phantom had appeared behind the child, drinking wine heartily, playing wantonly, and taking people's lives with a wave of his hand.
Ming Chen stood on the side and watched quietly, somewhat speechless.
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In the end, he had become the buyer's show!
He wanted to return the goods!
E.n u m а .і d
Yun Zheng really hadn't lied. His sister was truly a prodigy beyond expectations.
The old thing said that martial arts had no future. Was it because... there had never been someone like Yun Yao to walk this path?
A drunken butterfly danced among the crowd, its movements sharp, as graceful as a banished immortal.
With one touch and separation, a figure would fall to the ground, his breath ceased.
In just a few short moments, corpses were everywhere. Even the horses, after being hit by a small punch, would fall to the ground and their breath would cease.
Ming Chen's martial arts were killing techniques.
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But the child's martial arts seemed to be a path.
The child closed her eyes and stood quietly on the spot, her pretty face slightly red, breathing shallowly.
When Ming Chen walked over, she swayed and fell into his arms.
Drunk, and asleep.
...
"No..."
Е ṅ ũm̈ а̊.
"Don't %￥"
"I beg you #@% warrior of the Central Plains..."
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"Surrender...￥% we surrender!"
...
The broken city was filled with smoke, and the fire burned brightly.
The wails and pleas continued, but now it was a different group of people.
Е nuḿ а..і̌d
Ming Chen had ordered his soldiers to guard all the passes, forbidding any Xiongnu from escaping.
He had closed the door and trapped all the Xiongnu here.
Twice Ming Chen's military strength, yet it had not caused a single casualty on Ming Chen's side.
A desperate gap in strength, easily slaughtering these Xiongnu and scaring them out of their wits.
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Their companions were mercilessly killed. Seeing that their hope of survival was getting slimmer, they couldn't help but kneel on the ground, kowtowing to Ming Chen and his soldiers, begging...
But they had forgotten that not long ago, they had also faced the same pleas.
E n̂ um̌ȧ .īd
Ming Chen's order from the beginning was to kill all these people.
The soldiers he had trained took obeying orders as their duty and would not ask any more questions.
Facing the unarmed Xiongnu who were begging for mercy, they also brought down their butcher's knives without hesitation.
Until the last Xiongnu was killed.
The long spear dripped with blood.
The cavalry reassembled at the west gate, waiting for Ming Chen's next instructions.
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...
"Teacher..."
The child in his arms had woken up at some point.
Unlike his dazed sister's love for wine and her ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, she was not good at drinking. This was just to find the feeling.
After waking up, she was still a little dazed, staring blankly at the person before her.
"How do you feel?"
Ẇ e b n̈ о̇ v̌ ě l Еn_û m а̂
Ming Chen asked her with a chuckle.
"Alright..."
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"Take it slow, don't be too hasty."
"En."
There are no winners in war.
The broken city was desolate.
Ẃе̃ b̃ n̆ ō v̀ е ľ Е̃ṅū m̃а̌
The survivors cried and wailed, beating the corpses of the Xiongnu as if to vent their anger.
They had no power to control their fate, and their happiness could be easily taken away.
Ming Chen glanced around and then withdrew his gaze.
Just like when he had just entered official service and encountered bandits plundering.
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Others had nothing to do with him.
He just looked up to the west, "Let's go!"
W̊ѐ ḃ ṅо v ë l Ӗñum̃ а
The army that had saved a town left without even leaving a word, riding on their galloping horses.
It was as if annihilating two thousand Xiongnu was just a trivial matter.
The thirty-thousand-strong army led by Wang Hanbo had already rushed to the battlefield. Ming Chen did not choose the same route as him, but went south, taking a detour, and started heading west from this town.
He had never intended to travel with the main army from the beginning.
After leaving the town, he saw the pass that had been broken through by the Xiongnu. Looking further, it was a boundless desert and grassland.
Without a map, without guidance, rushing in rashly was undoubtedly foolish.
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The Xiongnu were inferior to the well-trained army of the Central Plains in terms of military strength, supplies, and equipment.
But the vast desert and grassland had always been the difficulty of the western expedition against the Xiongnu.
However, the most difficult problem of direction was not a problem for Ming Chen.
The red bird on his shoulder flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, taking in everything below.
The eight hundred most elite cavalrymen, like a sharp knife, resolutely plunged into the desert where the future could not be seen, following their officer.
...
Е n u_m ӑ
"Sob sob sob~"
The weather was clear, and the wind was gentle and pleasant.
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On the vast grassland, the wind blew and the grass bent, revealing cattle and sheep.
A young man wearing a beast tooth necklace and with painted patterns on his face lay on a pile of dry grass, leisurely playing with a flute in his hand.
This was something from the Central Plains, a gift his father had brought back for him last time.
"Mother, when will Father be back?"
Ě ṅ u ma .i̊ d̄
He turned his head and asked the woman who had walked out of the tent.
Having been exposed to the wind and sun, the Xiongnu woman's skin was a little rough. She smiled at the child, "When the horn blows, your father will be back."
"Hehe~"
The child chuckled, his eyes sparkling with light, "My father is the bravest warrior on the steppe. I want to be like him in the future."
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As his voice fell, a gentle breeze blew across his face. The wind from the east seemed to carry a hint of blood.
He trembled fiercely and unconsciously turned his gaze to the east.
Е ń um̃_ă
The next moment, his eyes went wide, his face filled with panic, "This... what is this?"
"Neigh~ Neigh~"
The sound of galloping horses came from afar. The horses' hooves kicked up the grass, galloping freely on the vast grassland.
Several hundred cavalrymen in black armor crossed a hill and came into the sight of the people in the tent settlement below.
They galloped on their horses, charging towards them.
What was that?
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The Xiongnu warriors were not dressed like that!
The women, children, and elderly in the settlement were still a little confused.
Then, someone among them reacted.
"Enemy attack!!!"
"Enemy attack!!!"
"Enemy attack!!!"
Ẇ е́b n о́ v̂.е l. Е nu ṁа̇
They shouted loudly, their faces filled with panic.
However... what was the use?
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The people in the cities of the Central Plains could still hide in their houses.
But their habitat was the vast grassland. They were nomadic and had no fixed residence, which also meant that once they were discovered, they could not escape.
The smell of blood grew stronger.
Every Xiongnu's face was filled with panic.
En uṁă
The Xiongnu warriors were fighting with the Central Plains army. That was their business, right?
It should have nothing to do with them, the non-combatants, right?
The people of the Central Plains were the most concerned about face, the most concerned about etiquette. Perhaps... they were just passing by.
When the sharp long spear pierced their chests and their hearts, the naive people still thought so.
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Two thousand sturdy men were killed. These thousand or so women, children, and elderly were naturally no match.
They were easily slaughtered.
E n ůṁ.а
The blood-stained flute fell to the ground and was crushed by a warhorse.
The young man waiting for his father's return had his heart pierced. He lay in tatters on the grass, no longer able to hear the returning horn.
Ming Chen was at the back of the line and did not make a move. He just glanced around and said, "Leave no one alive. Quickly replenish water and food."
Fuyao's invincible reconnaissance radar was his capital for leading these eight hundred ghostly cavalrymen across the steppe.
He would not get lost, and his purpose was clear.
He charged all the way, killing anyone he saw, traveling light, and living off the war.
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Teacher Huo had given the best combat plan against the Xiongnu a thousand years ago in another world.
Ming Chen had already bypassed the main battlefield where the Xiongnu were fighting Wang Hanbo and had gone deep into the Xiongnu's heartland.
Along the way, he had annihilated several tribes. Anyone he saw, whether they were guarding warriors or defenseless women, children, and elderly, were all killed.
Using violence to counter violence was not a solution, but it felt good.
When their children, fathers, and husbands were slaughtering other people's homes, these people must have been prepared for this day to come.
Being too tolerant would make the rude people push their luck.
Е ńu m̈а̊.і d
Reason with the polite, and for the rude, just knock out their teeth, beat them black and blue, beat them until they kneel down and then talk about etiquette.
Based on a rough judgment, this was all Sheng Luo Khan's sphere of influence. There was no problem in killing some. It was also a way to vent his majesty's anger.
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Ming Chen planned to burn, kill, and plunder all the way, kill past Sheng Luo Khan's command post, and go directly to the negotiation target, Hunye Khan. Negotiating with him with a few hundred Xiongnu heads hanging would be more intimidating.
When negotiating with Northern Lie, he had acted like a grandson because his strength was not enough.
When negotiating with the Blood-Clothed Army, he was gentle and close because he had a good relationship with them.
Now, he was going to negotiate with the Xiongnu, so Ming Chen had to be the father! The barbaric and rude people worshiped strength and couldn't understand high-quality dialogue, so he might as well show them his muscles.
Е́n úmӓ
Follow big brother and you'll have candy to eat. If you don't cooperate, then you'll die.
Besides, this trip to the west was not in vain. He had also found something interesting in the desert.
After the Xiongnu chaos was resolved, he would send people to study it...
Knowledge was something you really regretted not having when you needed it. Ming Chen somewhat regretted not studying hard in his past life.
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The west was not a barren land.
In another era, this should be the most fertile place.
Ẁёb̊ nо̌v̂ ė ĺ Еn̄ um а
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