Chapter 85: One Hundred People Duel You Alone

June's flying fire, molten gold melting stone.

Lin Dao, having taken a cold shower, came out holding a towel and rubbing his hair.

He took the wide outer garment Xie Daoyun handed over and sat down bare-chested and bare-backed.

"Are you Murong Chui?"

Below the tent, the bound Murong Chui was pressed there.

Liu Hu stepped forward, grabbed his knotted hair, and lifted his face upward.

Murong Chui, his mouth full of blood, his eyes full of defiance and unwillingness.

Liu Hu clenched his fist, the fist wearing iron gloves, and smashed it into Murong Chui's face.

With a dull thud, Murong Chui was as if hit by a cement mixer truck, his mind in chaos.

"The Lord asks you, answer quickly!"

"Pah!"

Recovering, Murong Chui spat out blood foam mixed with broken teeth: "Victors and vanquished, death is death, what is there to say?"

Handing the towel back to Xie Daoyun, Lin Dao nodded in agreement: "You're right."

"Defeated in battle, to kill or to cut is entirely up to you."

Lin Dao smiled: "You barbarian beasts plague the Central Plains; surely you were long prepared to die without a burial place."

"What a joke." Murong Chui stubbornly said: "The land under heaven has no master; whoever is capable takes it."

"You Han cannot protect your own land, property, and women; that is your own incompetence."

"Don't use such laughable talk about virtue or lack thereof to make people laugh."

Lin Dao smiled again, sitting there at ease, not suddenly enraged.

"This is naked survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle."

"Now that you have lost, it is your incompetence."

"Exterminating the whole clan, I suppose there will be no complaints."

"Pah!" Murong Chui flew into a rage: "What skill do you have! Nothing but relying on sharp weapons and armor, and steel giants to help!"

"Without these divine weapons, in a fair fight, I alone can fight one hundred of you!"

Xie Daoyun handed over the iced tea she had improved herself.

Since drinking the fried tea Lin Dao provided, Xie Daoyun quickly changed her tea ceremony.

She focused on serving tea according to Lin Dao's preferences, with remarkable results.

Taking a sip of tea, Lin Dao slowly said: "Without armor and weapons, you barbarians still use sharpened wolf fangs for arrowheads."

"As for you alone fighting one hundred?"

Saying this, Lin Dao casually replied: "If so, then I'll grant your wish."

"Ran Min."

"End Commandant is here."

"Go find one hundred soldiers." Lin Dao instructed: "Arrange for them to duel Murong Chui one by one together."

"I obey!"

The stunned Murong Chui, dragged away by Ran Min holding his hair, was pulled out all the way.

In the military camp, the most numerous were the soldiers.

In no time, two teams of fifty each, totaling one hundred soldiers, gathered around and surrounded Murong Chui.

"Aren't you boasting that you're very good at fighting?"

Ran Min sneered: "If so, then I'll give you a chance to show your talent."

Only now, with Murong Chui looking around and seeing nothing but people, did he grit his teeth and roar.

"Shameless~~~"

Over a hundred people swarmed up, fists and feet combined.

Already injured Murong Chui, how could he withstand such a scale of one-on-one combat.

Fists and feet rained down on him.

At first, among the crowd one could still hear Murong Chui's screams and curses.

Later, Murong Chui made no sound, only the muffled groans of a defeated leather remained.

"People inside, make way! Let those outside go up!"

Ran Min ordered: "The Great Commander said, one hundred people duel him alone, everyone must get their hands on him."

When all one hundred had taken their turn and stepped back, Murong Chui, limp on the ground, had long since ceased moving.

Taking a hammer, Ran Min stepped forward, raised it high, and brought it down heavily.

After more than ten consecutive blows, Ran Min spat out an instruction: "Drag him out, mince him and feed him to the dogs."

At the foot of Fenglong Mountain, the various Qi Huo army camps were filled with laughter and joy.

A great victory, while tallying military merits, awarding banquets was naturally indispensable.

On campaign everything was simple, just enough grain and meat, and alcohol supplied in fixed amounts.

In the great tent, celebration was naturally indispensable.

The colonel officers ate and drank, very lively.

"Great Commander." Ran Min, avenging his grudge and wiping out his hatred, was in high spirits: "What should be done next?"

The Xianbei Murong Clan was defeated and routed; now the Qi Huo army had two choices.

Either retreat, or continue to pursue and destroy the Xianbei Murong Clan.

"The Xianbei Murong Clan can come here; we can naturally go there."

Holding a wine bottle, Lin Dao was not to be outdone: "Pursue the fleeing enemy with remaining vigor, do not seek fame by imitating the Overlord."

"Continue northward and wipe them out completely!"

After the banquet ended, the slightly drunk Lin Dao returned to the rear tent.

The weather grew increasingly stifling; Lin Dao took out a small battery fan with a battery inside, hung it by the bedhead, and prepared to sleep.

The curtain was lifted, and Xie Daoyun entered carrying a wooden basin filled with water.

"Grand Commander, drinking causes sweating; cleanse your body before sleeping."

Lin Dao sat cross-legged on the couch, allowing Xie Daoyun to soak a towel and clean him.

The two were extremely close.

Xie Daoyun's skin white with a hint of red, her straight nose bridge, and her moist cherry lips all fell into Lin Dao's eyes.

Feeling Lin Dao's exhaled breath gradually grow hot, Xie Daoyun's beautiful eyes had rippling waves, like autumn waters.

She squatted down and continued wiping the sweat stains: "Grand Commander, accomplished in both civil and military affairs, you also compose poetry."

Lin Dao did not hear clearly what she said.

Looking down at her head of black hair, like a waterfall pouring down.

After the great victory, his mood relaxed.

Lin Dao stretched out both hands and held Xie Daoyun in his embrace~

Afterwards.

Lin Dao patted Xie Daoyun in his arms: "It's so hot."

"Previously I couldn't wait to start a fire, now I complain about the heat."

Xie Daoyun propped herself up and went outside to change to a basin of clear water and bring it in.

After wiping clean, Lin Dao, with drowsiness surging, held the girl and slept soundly.

Outside the tent, it began to rain patteringly.

The hook machine rumbled into operation.

The huge shovel dug open the wet land, pouring dozens of cubic units of earth and stones to the outside.

It began to rain in the latter half of the night, continuing until noon the next day.

The open fires and hidden fires on the mountain were gradually extinguished, leaving only bare mountain tops.

There were also hundreds of thousands of corpses.

After being soaked by rainwater, the weather became hot again.

Before long, a great plague would form.

Changshan Commandery had endured multiple massacres and devastations, with less than one-tenth of the population remaining.

Even so, Lin Dao was unwilling to leave hidden dangers.

He drove the hook machine to dig large pits.

The hook machine's shovel was powerful; one shovel could dig open dozens of cubic units of earth and stone.

Digging pits was too simple for the hook machine.

The Qi Bu Army soldiers dragged the Xianbei and Di corpses they had found and threw them into the large pits.

All were without heads.

On the battlefield, the heads had already been collected.

This was the most important merit standard in the Qi Bu Army.

After verification and recording, the heads were piled at the valley entrance, where Ran Min was supervising the construction of a skull tower.

Presumably, for at least a hundred years to come, that valley would rarely see human traces.

With such a huge skull tower guarding the valley entrance.

In the valley, many human and horse corpses were scattered everywhere; even Ying Shu would have his hair stand on end upon arrival, so please Da Shixiong assist.

The hook machine continued working, its huge shovel refilling the previously dug earth and stones.

Amidst the engine's roar, the massive hook machine slowly advanced.

Using the shovel to knock and level the ground on one side, and using the tracks to crush on the other, the ground was thoroughly compacted.

The engine emitted strange noises, and the huge hook machine puffed and panted as it gradually stopped.

The surrounding Qi Bu Army soldiers all came over with doubtful looks.

Lin Dao in the driver's cabin tried for a while, then chose to turn off the engine.

This renovated hook machine broke down again.

Lin Dao calmed his breath: "Another renovation expense."

Jicheng City, Yan King Palace.

"Fourth Lord has ruined me!"

Yan King Murong Huang threw the battle report in his hand onto the ground, his eyes full of pain.

Crown Prince Murong Jun stepped forward to pick up the battle report and examine it carefully.

"The Longcheng Armored Cavalry, all wiped out?!"

"Liu Six's whereabouts unknown?!"

Murong Jun's expression was extremely awkward: "What kind of battle is Fourth Brother fighting!"

The civil and military officials of all surrounding tribes all changed color upon hearing it.

Prime Minister Feng Yi quickly stepped forward and took the battle report from Murong Jun's hand.

The more he looked, the more amazed he became: "Tens of thousands of Qi Bu Army soldiers, all wearing armor?"

"A steel iron beast over ten zhang long and several zhang high, running rampant on the battlefield?"

"Burn the mountain, burn the Longcheng Armored Cavalry to nothing?"

"This... this... this"

Feng Yi, born of the Bohai Feng Clan, stared in disbelief. "Is this really a military report?"

No wonder he doubted it.

He knew every word on the military report, but every event described in sequence was utterly bizarre.

"Tens of thousands of troops—how could every man wear armor?"

"Which family could be so affluent that the entire army is clad in armor?"

Armor is divided into iron armor and leather armor.

Iron armor goes without saying—iron can even be used as money, its crafting is intricate, and its cost is enormous.

Moreover, iron armor has a shelf life; after some use it needs maintenance and repair, and damage happens frequently.

As for leather armor, it is usually made from super-thick hide such as rhinoceros hide.

This is hard to hunt and equally expensive.

Under normal circumstances, having several hundred suits of armor makes one a local conqueror.

Several thousand suits of armor makes one a warlord separatist power.

Tens of thousands of suits of armor?

Please forgive his Feng Yi's shallow learning; he truly cannot imagine it.

"A giant beast over ten zhang long and several zhang high, cast of steel?"

"Could this be sleep-talk?"

"How could such a thing exist in this world?"

On this side Murong Jun added, "Fourth Brother also said this steel giant beast needs no oxen or horses to pull it, and can move on its own."

"This is truly, truly leaving me speechless."

Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother can fight, leaving this Crown Prince somewhat anxious.

Seeing a flaw, naturally one must step forward and kick it a couple of times.

"Burn the mountain." Feng Yi frowned tightly. "Kou Gongzi is also a veteran of many battles; how could he station armored cavalry in a valley and give others a chance to set fire?"

One thing after another, every matter made everyone find it hard to believe.

Judging solely by the military report, the commander Murong Ke was simply a super invincible fool.

Even in many people's hearts, conspiracy theories arose.

On this side, Yan King Murong Jun finally caught his breath. "I regret it. If only Yuan Yong (Murong Han) were still here."

Murong Yuan Yong, the Yan King's half-brother.

His combat ability was extremely outstanding, fierce and brave, invincible, and he possessed the skill of shooting a ring from a hundred paces.

No one dared take up this topic, for this superbly capable tough guy was the one the Yan King had done in.

After all, the elder brother was too capable; Yan King Murong Jun couldn't sleep at night~~~

Murong Jun, his eyes bloodshot, stood up. "Gather the troops, leave one able-bodied man per household!"

"Send troops southward. I want to exterminate the Qihuo Army!"

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