Chapter 452: line with translation of chapter title

Everyone, this battle, thank you for your effort!

Chen Wuji looked left and right at his Personal Guard, as if a Mighty Tiger had opened its eyes.

At this moment, the usually good-natured Deputy Commander Chen suddenly changed his appearance, his whole body brimming with killing intent.

Around Chen Wuji, whether it was the Chen clan's twenty-eight Personal Guard or those Old Veterans, each had a solemn expression.

"Say a word, you guys just show a little attitude for me!" Chen Wuji joked with a smile.

An Old Veteran shouted loudly: "Deputy Commander, rest assured, we will surely make the enemies tremble with fear, let them fall into chaos first, let them tumble down first."

"Just my arms might suffer, Deputy Commander, after we withdraw we'll need a jar of fine wine to recuperate!" someone teased.

"You're not making things difficult for the Deputy Commander, the city is low on grain, how could we give you a jar of fine wine? You're dreaming!" someone shouted back, "Deputy Commander, half a jar is enough for me, I'm not greedy."

"Huh?"

A group of people voiced their contempt in unison.

Chen Wuji shouted loudly: "Enough talk, if there's no wine in the city, I'll get you some from elsewhere! Although I'm a bit poor as Deputy Commander, I won't shortchange you."

"Thank you, Deputy Commander, for your generous reward!"

The troops shouted in unison, the previous killing aura instantly dissipated, and the atmosphere turned as cheerful as an outing.

But while they were making a ruckus, everyone silently began to tear their sleeves and bind their wrists, to prevent the knife from slipping from their hands due to exhaustion or too much blood.

Actually, everyone knows that on such a battlefield, it's about who is more ruthless, who is more ferocious.

Once the front falters, the whole situation is lost.

Especially the Personal Guard Lìng beside Chen Wuji, these Old Veterans already had a clear understanding in their hearts when they heard Chen Wuji's first words.

In this battle, the strongest troops must be placed at the front.

Besides their Personal Guard Lìng, who else could there be?!

A noisy clamor came from the front, like a swarm of flies clustering together.

The buzzing sound quickly turned into footsteps and shouts, along with noisy chatter.

Chen Wuji's side suddenly became extremely quiet.

The winding military formation stretching who knows how far fell silent, as if it didn't even exist.

At the very front of the formation, Chen Wuji slowly raised his knife.

The Personal Guard Lìng behind him followed suit.

The bright blade pierced the gloomy, dappled light of the Xia Gu, and a thick killing aura silently spread.

Everyone stared fixedly at the big bend ahead.

The hurried, chaotic footsteps were gradually approaching……

Suddenly, a group of people popped up from the other side.

"Damn it, chop them!"

Chen Wuji let out a roar and instantly charged forward.

Behind him, the Personal Guard Lìng surged forward like tigers and wolves descending the mountain, letting out a roar and closely following Chen Wuji's steps as they charged out.

"Chop to death this bunch of bastard scoundrels!"

"You wicked beast, offer up your dog's life!"

"You son of a bitch, come and die!"

"Hahaha, you grandsons, look at your father's knife!"

……

All kinds of vulgar curses rose like thunderclaps, accompanied by the bright blade crashing into the enemy formation.

The enemies at the very front were directly stunned by this sudden formation.

One side desperately resisted while turning to flee.

Unfortunately, their rear was blocked like a wall, making escape impossible.

These enemy troops came at a jog, their steps not yet steady; those behind, unaware of what had happened ahead, kept pushing forward.

Those in front retreated while those behind shoved forward; in this push-and-shove, countless people fell like dumplings, utterly unaware of what was happening, and they perished in the Xia Gu.

At this point Chen Wuji had entered a state of hearing nothing outside, head down, only focused on chopping the bandits; he didn't even glance ahead to see how many enemies remained, his eyes fixed on just one thing.

The Laborers have opened a path through the cliff!

This scene was very much like a game he had once played.

Before, he only worried about clicking the mouse; now he only worries about swinging the knife.

By his side, the Chen clan's twenty-eight Personal Guard performed even more fiercely than he did.

After all, they are true masters painstakingly cultivated by the Chen clan over the years; their martial skill is something that Chen Wuji, a brute who hasn't even cultivated inner energy, could never match.

Chen Wuji was chopping purely with brute force, relying on his own blood‑courage.

They, however, mostly used skillful force: a flick of the blade, a turn of the wrist outward, and an enemy would tumble off the cliff.

"Those up front, switch, let us, switch quick! We're wearing armor!"

"Hey hey hey, let me switch, I've been shouting half the day, my throat's hoarse, but I haven't even had a chance to swing my knife—let me have a turn too."

"Switch quick, switch quick!"

Chen Wuji, with the Chen clan's twenty‑eight Personal Guard, blocked the front road completely; the rear Personal Guard and Old Veterans had no chance to slip through, and finally they couldn't help but shout at the top of their lungs.

Chen Wuji turned his head left and right, then loudly ordered, "Switch!"

The Old Veterans all had armor, he now has it too, but the Chen clan's carefully selected twenty‑eight Personal Guard do not.

On such a battlefield, the role of armor becomes especially important.

Under Chen Wuji's command, the Personal Guard carried out an orderly first rotation.

"Deputy Commander, you should also fall back a bit, give us a chance, don't finish them all off." a Personal Guard shouted loudly.

Yeah, Commandant, you eat meat, but also leave us a little soup and water!

Chen Wuji was instantly speechless. Damn it, these people actually still have the leisure to joke at a time like this.

His attitude is not bad.

Just then, a voice with a hint of childishness suddenly came from the enemy camp ahead.

The one wearing Black Armor at the front is Chen Wuji; whoever can chop him to death gets a reward of five hundred taels of silver.

Chen Wuji cocked his ear to listen, then grabbed an enemy soldier and flung him down the cliff, shouting mockingly: "Yo, it turns out the not-yet-weaned Young Master Gu is also in the ranks; I thought you, being a coward, had already hidden in your mother's arms. Don't rush to run—I'll come find you shortly."

Everyone, listen up: whoever can chop Gu Wenjie to death, I'll reward five hundred fifty taels of silver! No distinction between friend or foe—whoever kills him gets the silver, and I'll also send him a two-courtyard residence in Yunan City.

Gu Wenjie, furious and incoherent, shouted: "Chen Wuji, you shameless bastard!"

Hey, how am I shameless? You and I each rely on our own abilities—people will believe and follow whoever they choose. Chen Wuji shouted with a fierce grin.

Gu Wenjie snorted coldly and shouted: "You kill prisoners and build a mound of skulls—do you really think my troops will listen to you? Ridiculous! Shameless! Laughable!"

Don't spout nonsense, you little whore—when have I ever killed prisoners? They refused to surrender; what could I do? Just like you now, with no one surrendering, do you expect me to sheathe my sword? Chen Wuji shouted.

After finishing that sentence, he raised his voice again, upping the ante: "Eight hundred taels! Whoever chops Gu Wenjie and brings his head trophy to me gets a reward of eight hundred taels of silver, plus a two-courtyard residence, and the position of Brigade Commander!"

Tell everyone, this Brigade Commander position draws a salary from the Court—it's not a rebel post.