Chapter 820: Death-Sworn (7000-word supplement)

"It is right here..."

"The Zhan family of Divine Catchers have been head catchers for generations. With him tracking in the lead, we will surely find the trail of that evil Daoist!"

A squad of soldiers was traveling through the deep mountains, a group of about fifty men.

The Deputy Team Leader wore leather armor, his eyes burning with fervor: "Once we kill this evil Daoist, we will have everything!"

Although Xulingzi had a great reputation, he did not believe it at all!

Monks and Daoists love to play god and act like ghosts the most; one strike with a steel saber, and all their bragging would be shattered!

When he was still a common soldier, he had also been sent to suppress a certain Daoist.

That Daoist was said to possess magic, but once the soldiers formed an Army Formation and used Military Qi to suppress him, the Daoist instantly lost his Dharma Power and could only wait to be slaughtered!

"But it's evil! Too evil... I still have a bit of humanity."

Aaron shuddered: "These Six Jia Divine Soldiers should still be refined from the corpses of enemies and mountain bandits..."

At first, these soldiers were somewhat careless and were brutally hacked to death by the Detectives.

After all, the previous wave of death-sworn soldiers had long since shattered their morale; at this moment, they completely forgot to resist and were easily stabbed to death one by one by Aaron's Flying Sword.

"Kill!"

In ancient times, those who could withstand thirty percent combat losses were already first-class elite troops.

His squad of fifty men had lost more than half in a single battle and was already completely ruined!

Just a moment ago, it was almost the case that they, the elites of the army, were broken by a mob whose numbers and equipment were far inferior!

The silhouettes gradually approached, causing the soldiers to relax slightly, and the blades in their hands also lowered: "So it is Head Catcher Zhan!"

But he had an official position and was already on the shore; how could he be willing to personally enter the fray and risk his life?

This Xulingzi was said to have killed many people, so his martial arts must be astonishing.

"The Team Leader is dead?"

As for ancient mountain bandits and road robbers, killing them all would be right in the vast majority of cases, with no mistakes.

A moment later...

The only unharmed soldier had a dazed expression, as if he had had a Nightmare, and looked blankly at the surrounding battlefield.

He saw those Detectives, one by one, fearless of death; even when struck by blades and arrows, they struggled to drag their opponents down with them!

Even when their weapons were dropped, they would use their hands and teeth to attack the enemy frantically, as if each one of them held a blood feud with them, fighting to the death!

He continued forward to identify them, confirming that these were indeed the previous Detectives, and a fierce chill could not help but rise in his heart: "Why are they so fearless of death... Could it be that they really were struck by evil magic?"

While he was pondering, he suddenly saw a flash of black Light from the corner of his eye.

The Team Leader looked at a wound on a part of his body not protected by Leather Armor, then looked at his comrades who had suffered heavy casualties, and suddenly fell into silence.

The Team Leader felt a chill in his heart and also drew his long saber: "It's the enemy, kill!"

"From this battle, one can also see the weakness of the Six Jia Divine Soldiers; their tactics are not flexible enough... they only know how to fight head-on. Even if they had ambushed slightly and then captured or killed the enemy leader... the situation might have been different."

At this time, let alone continuing to pursue the evil Daoist, whether they could even lead the team out of the forest was a big problem.

The Detective was bleeding heavily, yet he still struggled forward and bit down on a soldier's thigh.

These people were indeed the Detectives, approaching rapidly one by one, when they suddenly shouted: "Kill!"

"Who goes there?"

Then, he knew nothing more.

A personal guard ran over: "The battle results have been tallied. We killed thirteen enemies, ten of our own died, eight were seriously wounded, and seven fled..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his head was chopped off by Zhan Da with a single saber strike.

Hmm... although there were over sixty corpses, the wounds needed repair, and there were some losses, so in the end, only fifty-three Six Jia Divine Soldiers were refined.

The soldier immediately fell to the ground, screaming as he kicked the Detective's corpse away.

"These Six Jia Divine Soldiers can be seen as death-sworn, which is not bad... but they are still ordinary people; they will still die if they receive serious wounds, and they will still be plagued by hunger and disease..."

"Sweep all the Daoist Dragon Veins, Contending for the Dragon, landlord bureaucrats, and Confucian teachings... into the dustbin of history."

He would never be deceived by novels and television dramas.

Army saber techniques are just that simple and unadorned, yet their power is immense!

In the Spring and Autumn period of the past, King He Lv of Wu defeated Chu and shook the southeast with his might. He led a large army to invade the State of Yue, and the King of Yue did not even dare to fight. At that time, Gou Jian, who was still a Prince, resisted resolutely. He ordered death-sworn soldiers to charge the Wu Army's Army Formation. After failing three times, he ordered these soldiers to commit suicide before the Wu Army's formation, causing the Wu Army to lose their focus. He took the opportunity to lead his main army to attack, breaking the winning momentum of the State of Wu in one stroke, and even causing He Lv to be wounded and die!

But no matter how brilliant a martial arts hero is, when they encounter an Army Formation, they will still be blind!

"My Lord!"

The Team Leader's face was as heavy as water. Even though their equipment, training, weapons, and numbers were all superior to the opposition, they still fell into a disadvantage when encountering enemies who were fearless of death!

Pfft! Pfft!

But they quickly reacted, forming an Army Formation, three men to a group, and killed the Detectives with tacit coordination.

Clang!

'Idiot!'

Suddenly, a dozen silhouettes flashed in front, causing the Team Leader's eyes to narrow as he gripped the hilt of his saber at his waist.

The Team Leader roared and fought with him, when suddenly a flash of blade Light appeared, and Zhan Da's head flew high into the air.

"Archers! Fire!"

Both sides immediately charged into each other.

In the Spring and Autumn period of a past life, King He Lv of Wu defeated Chu, shook the southeast, and led a large army to invade the State of Yue; the King of Yue did not even dare to fight.

This fully demonstrates the importance of morale when fighting with cold weapons in ancient times!

Aaron found Zhan Da's corpse, consumed Qi Points, and scattered a Red Bean, using the Bean Soldier Summoning technique to refine a Six Jia Divine Soldier...

If He Lv had not died, his literary and martial achievements might have even surpassed those of Fu Cha, and there would have been no later story of the struggle for hegemony between Wu and Yue.

What was surprising was that the Detective did not dodge or evade, allowing two blades to pierce his body, while the iron ruler in his hand continued to strike fiercely at a soldier's neck, breaking it!

"With a blade in hand, neither ghosts nor gods remain, kill!"

The Team Leader looked at his subordinates, who were soul-lost and dejected like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow, and suddenly sighed.

In war, it is all about courage!

The Deputy Team Leader shouted loudly: "This must be the evil sorcery of Taoism... We have Military Qi to protect our bodies and official documents from the Imperial Court, why are they useless?"

Several Archers immediately released their arrows, and several feathered arrows immediately sank into the chest of Zhan Da.

But he remained incomparably fierce and brave; with arrows stuck in his body, he paid them no mind at all, scattered two soldiers, and arrived before this Team Leader.

"Not good!"

Watching this scene, Aaron felt somewhat horrified: "For me, the only things that limit me are corpses, food, and the Qi Number... If I were to rebel, I would directly adopt the locust tactics of the Refugee Army: break through a place, eat it clean, kill everyone, and refine them into Six Jia Divine Soldiers... I fear that in one year I could raise a million-strong army, in three years pacify the world, and there would be none under heaven who could oppose me!"

It just so happened to make up a small military squad.

A moment later, Zhan Da stood before Aaron again, and behind him were lined up fifty-some people, forming a small squad.

His deputy was single-mindedly trying to climb the ranks because he hadn't "come ashore" yet!

A soldier raised his blade and parried the iron ruler of a Detective opposite him, while two companions at his side immediately struck with their blades from the left and right!

"They're crazy! They're all crazy!"

Aaron nodded, still very satisfied: "But this is still very terrifying, it is even a Dimensional Reduction strike against the current armies."

No matter what kind of martial arts expert from the pugilistic world they are, they would still be finished if they encountered this set of tactics!

Pfft! Pfft!

Those soldiers screamed, having no morale at all, and scattered to flee for their lives, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves.

Unlike this Deputy Team Leader, the Team Leader, who was already a From Ninth Rank official with an official status, did not want to run into that baleful star.

Yet there were military orders from above, so there was no other way!

Stop spouting nonsense about acting on behalf of Heaven, let me ask a simple question—is it easier to rob commoners or wealthy households?

Commoners have no armed force, but wealthy households have high walls, large mansions, and even hired guards!

Bandits are also human; they will also suffer injuries, attrition, and even morale collapse.

If one blindly acts on behalf of Heaven and only bites off the hard bones, after a few times, one's subordinates will either be dead or mutinous; how can one talk about development and growth then?

Therefore, rebels who act on behalf of Heaven do not live long; those who remain are all the most vicious and evil, which can also be considered a form of bad money driving out good.

(End of this chapter)