493: C493 Refugees

C493 Refugees

"Dog soldiers, die for me!"

The demon let out a furious roar. It suddenly exerted its strength and stabbed towards Chu Yun's heart.

However, at this distance, if he could be sneak attacked by a triple-legged Daoist like him, Chu Yun might as well find a piece of tofu and smash him to death.

Chu Yun raised his long spear, and the Spear Edge swept forward. In the dimly lit cave, a beautiful silver arc was drawn.

In the blink of an eye, a great head was seen soaring into the sky. Blood spurted out from the broken neck like a fountain. As for the corpse of the demonic path, it had completely stopped moving. It fell to the ground, motionless.

Obviously. . .

This head was the true weakness of the Demonic Path.

The reason why Chu Yun chose to attack this place was because he was trying to eliminate the demonic path. He didn't believe that such a puny demonic path would be able to achieve immortality even though it didn't even have the ability to do so.

The fact that he didn't die after stabbing his heart indicated that his heart wasn't his fatal weakness. In that case, Chu Yun planned to cut off his head, dismember his body, burn his body, and other similar methods. He would try them out one by one, and there would always be a suitable one for this demonic path.

However, what Chu Yun didn't expect was that this demonic path would die so easily. With his divine soul, he could clearly feel that this demonic path had lost all signs of life.

Actually. . .

Just now, the demon asked Chu Yun. When he found out that he wasn't dead, Chu Yun only gave him half of the answer.

Apart from the fact that stabbing the heart would cause death on the spot and making it impossible for him to turn around, the most important thing was. . . In fact, it was because Chu Yun had sensed that the life force of the demon hadn't completely disappeared.

And now, it was gone.

There was nothing left.

Chu Yun walked forward and lifted the head of the demon. Then, he went to the corpse of the demon and saw a yellow book in his arms.

Chu Yun picked it up and saw an ancient book. On the cover of the book, there were five big words written with vicissitudes of life, Yin Yang Return Divine Art.

"This is the cultivation method of the demonic path?"

Chu Yun put it away and was ready to take it back to take a look. Although he could not use the life of a woman to absorb Yin Qi like the Demonic Dao, it would help him understand the cultivation system of the entire world.

It couldn't be helped. Chu Yun's luck wasn't very good when he went back to this world.

As a Fifth Grade world, the highest combat strength could accommodate Nirvana Stage warriors. As for Wuxin who was possessed by Chu Yun, although her combat strength was strong, her martial arts was only at the level of Critical Stage to Myriad Stone Stage warriors.

Further up, there was still a Mountain Sea Stage warrior and a Nirvana Stage warrior. Once he encountered an opponent with two levels of combat strength, Chu Yun's outcome would be no different from Liu Zhi's.

"Unfortunately, there is no spiritual energy in this world. The cultivation techniques and martial skills that I have mastered are unable to be cultivated normally under the rules of this world. I can only find the cultivation techniques under the system of this world, and only then can I increase my strength. . . "

Chu Yun slowly exhaled a breath of air. He lifted the head of the demon and left the cave.

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After leaving the cave, Chu Yun arrived at the blockade formed by a hundred Divine Wind Battalion soldiers. He made a hand gesture to them, indicating that the operation was successful.

100 Divine Wind Battalion soldiers immediately appeared from the seemingly quiet corners of the cave. Each of them had an excited expression on their faces.

"I knew it. When the general goes out, he will definitely be invincible. A small Yao Dao is just a piece of cake!" A soldier immediately flattered.

"General, is that demon really as the rumors say, able to fly and escape, grow three heads and six arms, and turn into a mountain when it's angry?"

Another soldier curiously stepped forward and asked.

"There's only one head, not many. "

Chu Yun threw the head over and said, "Get ready. Bring people to charge into the formation and knock down the refugees below. Let them explode first. Besides, we don't want the refugees to automatically elect the next leader after the death of this demon. Then all our efforts will be in vain. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers immediately nodded in agreement. All of them shouted: "Yes! Yes, General! "

After saying that, they immediately formed a formation. Under Chu Yun's lead, they charged towards the refugee gathering place at the foot of the mountain.

Even though to Chu Yun, charging at the refugees was no different from slaughtering the civilians.

However, this was something that needed to be done.

Although the refugees were pitiful people, they had caused chaos along the way with the demonic path. Every one of them had human lives in their hands. Many of them had even eaten other innocent people when they were hungry.

Chu Yun brought 100 people with him, and facing 30,000 refugees, the number was a bit too small. Once the refugees really gathered their strength to deal with them, the God Wind Battalion soldiers would not be able to withstand it at all, and even if they wanted to run, it would be difficult.

So, in order to prevent the bandit camp from internally recommending the next bandit leader and leading the refugees to continue causing trouble, a night raid and a charging formation were necessary.

They had to scatter the refugees. Only the scattered and chaotic refugees were the refugees.

The ones gathered together were the raiders!

It was also a disaster.

Under this dark night, Chu Yun brought 100 God Wind Battalion soldiers and charged towards the gathering place of refugees at the foot of the mountain.

In an instant, the torches were waving in the forest, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. The elite soldiers who had been in the army for many years seemed to be very familiar with how to use the least people, and they shouted out the most frightening aura.

These 100 people were shouting in the forest, but the aura they brought was like thousands of people charging forward, scaring the refugees in the camp to the point that they were almost scared out of their wits.

Chu Yun, on the other hand, was carrying a steel spear and continuously charging through the crowd of refugees. He even held the head of the Demonic Dao in his hand and shouted loudly, "The Demonic Dao is dead, the head of the thieves has been removed!"

"The Demonic Dao is dead, the head of the thieves is gone!"

"The Demonic Dao is dead, the head of the thieves is gone!"

"The Path of Yao is dead, the leader of the thieves is gone!"

The soldiers of the Divine Wind Battalion shouted together with Chu Yun. They killed those bandits who dared to resist, and when they ran into those refugees who were running away in panic, they did not care and simply let them run around.

During the charging process, Chu Yun strictly restricted the soldiers of the Divine Wind Battalion and told them not to kill the innocent indiscriminately. He only killed those who had the courage to resist.

Because, most of these people were not brave, but crazy after killing people.

If they only relied on a group of weak and sheep like refugees, the demonic path would not be able to carry so many people and achieve success.

Among these thirty thousand refugees, there would definitely be a group of crazy people who had lost their sense of propriety, honor, and integrity in the endless slaughter.

After they killed people, they would taste the taste of blood. They would become ruthless beasts when they attacked their own kind. It was also because of these people that the refugees could display their madness and aggressiveness to destroy the towns and counties they had experienced along the way.

Chu Yun led his troops to charge into the formation and wanted to kill these people. As for the refugees who were carried away and only knew how to escape, Chu Yun allowed them to escape.

It was still the same sentence. The refugees who were scared out of their wits were the real refugees. Those who could gather together to fight back were all raiders!

And in this short charge, Chu Yun fully realized what a motley crew was.

Logically speaking, thirty thousand people fighting a hundred people.

Even if each person spat out a mouthful of saliva, it was enough to drown Chu Yun and the others, because according to the division of heads, Chu Yun and the others would have to fight three hundred people by themselves.

In the army, fighting one against ten was already one in a thousand. To be able to fight one against a hundred, it was impossible for them to be ordinary soldiers. Fighting three hundred alone was simply asking for too much.

But. . .

On the real battlefield, the number of people did not count like this.

A mob of refugees simply did not have the ability to gather everyone together and use 300 people to deal with one person.

The truth was that most of the refugees were already scared out of their wits before they could even fight with Chu Yun and the others. The screams of the refugees and the noise from the battlefield scared them to death.

Before they even fought with the enemies, they had already collapsed like headless flies. They were in a mess on the battlefield, not knowing where their enemies were or where their friends were.

It was easy for one person to do so, but the problem was that out of the thirty thousand people, there were more than twenty thousand. They were all in this state, and a few of the people who were awake were swept up by these twenty thousand people. Many times, when they wanted to do something right, they would encounter resistance from their allies.

Simply put. . .

In such an environment, it was rare for people to not be pushed down to the ground and trampled to death by the crowd.

A charge from night to dawn arrived, and when a wisp of white color arose in the distant sky, this battle had finally come to an end.

Chu Yun led a hundred soldiers and retreated with almost all of them. Their losses were very little, and it was needless to say that Chu Yun was unharmed. Out of the 100 soldiers under him, only two died, and more than 20 were injured.

They were like sharp knives, moving forward and out of the crowd of refugees. Like shepherd dogs, they chased the flock of sheep and let them run around by themselves.

There were not many people who actually killed them. Most of the damage was caused by the refugees' chaos.

"Awesome! I've never fought such a smooth battle before. I think General Sima has sent fewer people to the general. If you take the 2,000 soldiers of the Divine Wind Battalion with you, won't you be able to kill all 30,000 refugees?!"

One of the soldiers of the Divine Wind Battalion was so excited that he couldn't help but laugh after he left.

Chu Yun looked at him and said, "They are just pitiful people who can't help themselves. Our goal is to drive them away, not to kill them. "

. . . "Yes, General. "

The soldier immediately stopped smiling and lowered his head under Chu Yun's gaze. He realized that he had gotten carried away.

Chu Yun retracted his gaze and looked at the dawn sky. He said, "Reorganize and rest. Continue to charge into the camp tomorrow. We cannot let these refugees gather again until the people of Jiqing Prefecture come to receive them. "

"Yes!"

All the soldiers responded and set up camp on the mountain beside them.

On the evening of the second day, Chu Yun brought the soldiers of the Divine Wind Battalion back to camp. Finally, the soldiers of the Jiqing House came to receive the refugees.

Chu Yun contacted them and received a personal order from General Sima. He told Chu Yun that he had completed his mission and that he could return to the Raging Flame Army to report.

Before he left, Chu Yun asked the Jiqing army how they were going to settle these refugees.

"We can't let them enter the prefectural city. They can go back to where they came from. Although those places have been destroyed and ruined by the raiders, we still need someone to rebuild them, right?"

The soldier replied as if it was only natural.

When Chu Yun heard this, he was not in a good mood because he knew that other than being carried by the demonic path, those refugees were not having a good time.

In recent years, the weather in the south had been bad, and disasters kept happening. Many people had worked hard to plant land, but they did not harvest anything. They could not have been happy, so they followed the raiders to hunt for food.

Those who were robbed were also pitiful people. The real rich people were all in the prefecture city, protected by tall city walls. The refugees did not dare to attack, nor did they dare to attack.

In such a situation, the Imperial Court was still collecting heavy taxes from the villages. Now, the soldiers were going to send the refugees back to the villages that were destroyed by the raiders. There was no way for them to survive there. Although the grain could be replanted, many more people would die before the harvest season arrived.

Chu Yun put these things in his heart and did not say much to the soldier, because he knew that the people who made the decisions were not these small soldiers in front of him.2

"Jiqing Prefecture, Flaming Army. . . "

Chu Yun looked into the distance and slowly exhaled. The people were living such a miserable life. Apart from natural disasters, human disasters were also a very important reason.

Perhaps Chu Yun could find an answer in the Raging Flame Army.

Hence, he followed the orders and led the 100 soldiers of the Divine Wind Battalion back to the Tian Hong Fortress outside the Jiqing Prefecture.

This was the southernmost part of the Great Xia Dynasty, and it was also the border of the dynasty. Further south would be the grassland.

In history, the nomadic people of the grassland would often cross the plains and invade the Central Plains. The Tianhong Stronghold was a military fortress established by the founding emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty in the south.

Up until now, they had protected the peace of the Great Xia Dynasty for more than 300 years. The blazing legion corps was the defending troops in the Tianhong Stronghold. Apart from calming the chaos in the country, the most important role of the blazing legion corps was to guard against the grassland tribes attacking the Great Xia Dynasty.

In fact, the wolves on the grassland had not been peaceful in recent years. Along with the unrest within the Great Xia Dynasty, they were like a pack of wild wolves that smelled blood outside the border. They were always thinking of taking advantage of the weakness of the Great Xia Dynasty to bite off a piece of meat.

However. . .

With the Heavenly Hong Fortress here and the Flame Army within the fortress, it was difficult for the grassland Hu tribe to take a step across the Heaven Pool. It was just like the name of the Heavenly Hong Fortress. With this fortress here, it was like the chasm between heaven and earth.

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