Chapter 160: Revenge Against the Jie Tribe!

"What's going on?"

Under the cold, stern command of the Jie King Nu Chi, the Jie General nearest the palace doors went out to investigate.

When this Jie General, who was also Nu Chi's fifth son, pushed open the great doors, his pupils abruptly contracted.

Only because he saw a scene that shocked him to the core.

Who knew how many Jin Ren soldiers had actually broken through Haracheng's defenses and were now slaughtering wildly in the city, heading straight for the Royal Palace at the very center.

How could this be?

You must understand, ever since the Jie Tribe rose to power these decades, it had always been them burning, killing, and plundering in Jin Ren territory.

Even the Imperial Envoy the Jie Tribe sent to the Great Zhou Dynasty, under the indulgence of the Current Power Holder, the Sima Family, acted arrogantly and domineeringly in Jin Ren lands, utterly rampant.

Yet never had anyone heard of any Jin Ren daring to run wild in Jie Tribe territory, let alone reach the Jie King City.

Nu Chi's fifth son, who had gone out to look, clearly saw that his own Brave Warriors, originally fierce and brave, were caught unprepared, wearing no Armor, and having drunk some wine, were actually beheaded one after another by Jin Ren soldiers.

As those ferocious, ugly black-haired wolf heads rolled onto the ground, so too fell one powerful, gamey yet majestic body after another.

And in this process.

Some half-grown Jie youths did show Blood Courage; seeing their fathers die miserably, they roared and charged forward, but to no avail — maddened Jin Ren soldiers casually slashed them in two with a single Knife, a *peng* sound splitting them into two halves.

Such a bloody and desperate scene left Nu Chi's fifth son shocked and angry to the point of Eyes Splitting with Rage!

In a single Instant, he saw a full ten-odd Jie Warriors die!

You must know, even though the Jie Tribe has risen quickly these years, their numbers are still too few.

And those who died were all the backbone of their clan — each death is one less.

In the past, if fully equipped with Kai Zhou, they were existences that could sweep away a thousand men in the Great Zhou Dynasty, yet now they were slaughtered like pigs and dogs!

"Enem—"

Nu Chi's fifth son had just begun to shout the word "enemy attack."

However, the second syllable he would never have the chance to utter.

For in that very Instant, an Arrow like a meteor chasing the moon struck him square in the throat, and carried him flying backward a full several meters.

Amid a spray of brilliant Blood Rain, and under the Jie King Nu Chi's shocked, pained, wide-staring gaze.

His fifth son fell heavily on his back onto the broad Ground of the Royal Palace.

Nu Chi and the many important Jie figures simply could not believe their own eyes!

What kind of affair is this?!

They were discussing matters in their own Capital City, in their own Royal Palace, yet personally witnessed the Prince, the noble Jie Fifth Son, meet his end, pierced by a single Arrow!

How many years has it been? The Jie Tribe has reigned supreme in the North Border, and even the former colossus, the Great Zhou Dynasty, yielded and appeased them.

And now such a thing actually happens — someone dares to attack them?

However.

Their shock did not last long.

For the Next Moment, a mighty Jin Ren General cloaked entirely in Black Armor burst through the doors, bringing a dense, desperate killing aura, and slaughtered his way into this Royal Palace.

That Jin Ren General held a Blood-colored Long Saber; his originally black Armor was also stained red patch after patch — obviously he had soaked up who knows how much Jie blood!

Such a scene Instantly left the many Jie in the great hall Shocked and Angry.

Each of them was a renowned fierce general of the Jie Tribe; in the past within the Great Zhou borders they had stood as one against ten, even one against a hundred, and had killed who knows how many in Luocheng and other places.

Such existences would naturally not fear this Jin Ren who had broken in.

"Traitor!"

In an Instant, several Jie fierce generals, tall as bears and tigers, stood up, hoisted the wooden tables before them, and hurled them at that Jin Ren.

And not only that.

They then drew the Weapons from the racks behind them and hacked forward, intending to hack that intruding Jin Ren to death with chaotic blades.

However.

The Next Moment, with a Boom, several wooden tables were kicked flying, rebounding instead onto several Jie, knocking them back repeatedly.

Immediately after, several sprays of Blood Rain *peng*-ed up; the several Jie fierce generals who had surrounded and attacked were all bisected by the Long Saber.

Such a Terrifying scene shocked Nu Chi and the others to the extreme!

What manner of man is this, to be strong to such an outrageous degree?!

"Nu Chi, today is your Death Date!"

The arriving General gave a sharp shout; though his voice was not loud, it shook the eardrums of the several Jie opposite into Roaring, as if struck by thunder.

The voice sounded not old — seemingly a young Jin Ren martial artist.

And in Nu Chi's ears there was also a trace of familiarity, making him feel he had met this person somewhere before.

And before the crowd could react.

In the Instant their eyes nearly split with rage, that mighty, towering Jin Ren martial artist charged straight forward.

By the look of it, he actually intends to Capture the Thief First Capture the King — to seize Nu Chi this Jie King?!

Such a scene is nothing short of a humiliation to the many Jie fierce generals present!

Therefore.

"Kill!"

Instantly seven or eight Jie Generals, muscles knotted, tall and powerfully built, weapons in hand, stepped forward to join forces and Surround and Kill.

Alas, they were still merely sending themselves to their deaths.

With a *hong*, dozens of severed limbs and shattered bodies flew horizontally; a wave of Blood Rain rose in the great hall, like a torrential downpour, the bloody stench incomparably thick.

Such a desperate sight made even the remaining Jie, long accustomed to slaughter, somewhat unable to bear it; one immediately vomited.

Actually.

This is not their fault either, for when they killed humans, they naturally did not feel disgusted, but rather enjoyed it.

Yet when they saw their own clansmen's fresh blood surging out so recklessly, they also felt unaccustomed, even disgusted, unable to bear it — this is probably the nature of all living beings.

And at this moment, Nu Chi finally reacted.

Over these decades, the human generals he had crossed blades with, not to say all, basically covered all of the Great Zhou Dynasty's North Border.

Yet he had never before seen a terrifying expert like this human martial artist today.

If that is the case, then there is only that one possibility!

At this moment, Nu Chi finally recalled the intelligence he had received over these days.

Behind layers of guards, he shouted in a trembling voice: "Who exactly are you, could it be... the Zhou King?"

Moreover, the Jie Tribe naturally had many spies existing within the Great Zhou Imperial Capital and the North Border Army; the intelligence could be considered very well-informed.

Over these years, the reason the Jie Tribe could rise rapidly, the merit of these spies was not small.

Therefore, Nu Chi naturally knew the various details of Gu Xuan's extermination of the Sima Clan.

Connecting to this moment, the peerless martial power displayed by the incoming general forced him to have suspicions and speculations.

The human martial artist who charged in and alone deterred a crowd of Jie Tribe fierce generals was naturally Gu Xuan.

Several days ago, he led three hundred elites among elites of the human race to set out, breaking through all the way, their target precisely this Jie Tribe's royal city.

Capture the thief first capture the king — this was precisely Gu Xuan's objective for this special operation!

And over these days of combat, he once again exerted his peerless martial power to the extreme!

Along the march, it was not that they had not encountered spies trying to send word, nor that they had not encountered small Jie Tribe forces obstructing them.

However, all of these, before Gu Xuan's combat power that could be called defying heaven, were all turned to powder.

Often, he drew his bow once, and several sharp arrows shot out, a hundred shots a hundred hits, with no match at all.

And the three hundred soldiers he had meticulously selected this time were likewise each warriors who could contend against ten; led by a peerless existence like Gu Xuan, they fought more smoothly the more they fought, and their battle intent soared higher the more they fought.

To the point that later, whether spies or small units, before the three hundred human special forces led by Gu Xuan, all that remained were piles of remnant limbs and broken bones.

This was also the reason they broke through so fast.

Wherever they passed, all Jie Tribe villages and small tribes were utterly exterminated, not a single survivor left.

These dead Jie Tribe members were also not many who deserved death, for almost all of them had participated in the slaughter of humans.

……

In the great hall.

With Jie King Nu Chi's shocked and angry questioning voice, Gu Xuan finally responded.

"You're not stupid either!"

He laughed loudly, then lifted the visor before him.

"As expected, it's you!"

At this moment, Nu Chi was shocked to an indescribable degree.

He never in ten thousand years imagined that the current Zhou King His Majesty had actually killed his way here.

Judging by the situation, he actually intends to repeat the old trick, imitating that day's extermination of the Sima Clan, to capture the thief first capture the king, and exterminate him, this Jie King!

And what shocked Nu Chi even more was that the intelligence's description of Zhou King His Majesty's peerless martial power had not a shred of falsehood or exaggeration.

Zhou King His Majesty is truly strong to the extent of the High Ancestor of old, able to contend against a thousand men!

Such an existence, even if the Jie Tribe is at its peak now, it seems they cannot even preserve this Jie King's life.

Looking at the fresh blood and broken bones scattered across the great hall, in Nu Chi's heart that had killed like hemp, for the first time in his life he felt a sense of insignificance like an ant facing a dragon, and fear of death.

At the moment he saw Gu Xuan's incomparably cold gaze, Nu Chi finally let go of that thread of resistance, turned and tried to flee.

A majestic Jie King of a generation, the strongest and most iron-blooded Owner in Jie Tribe history, actually chose to run away.

His combat power, even across the entire Ground, counts as a top expert; in the past within the Great Zhou Dynasty's borders, he committed countless killing karma, truly the beginning culprit of corpse mountains and blood seas.

Such a cruel and vicious existence, at the moment of facing Gu Xuan's gaze, chose cowardice.

Such a Zhou King His Majesty is completely impossible to contend against by force; he can only retreat first, escaping one moment at a time.

Keep the green mountain, no worry about no firewood.

This is the only thought in Nu Chi's heart at this moment.

And among his offspring, there are also not lacking wise ones.

For the next moment.

"Retreat first, we're not wearing armor, too much at a disadvantage!"

A somewhat deep voice rang out, carrying a trace of panic, yet more composure, waking up the many Jie Tribe members in the hall.

The speaker was Nu Chi's fourth son Taiji; his martial power, though not the most outstanding, was the most outstanding figure of the Jie Tribe's younger generation.

Over these years, the Jie Tribe campaigned south and north, continuously expanding their power.

Admittedly there was the foundation laid by the Jie King's older generation led by Nu Chi, yet there was also no lack of wise and resourceful planning by outstanding younger generations like Taiji.

And with Taiji's loud shout.

The crowd of Jie Tribe members originally in shocked anger in the hall finally also reacted; this so-called Zhou King was strong to an outrageous degree.

Otherwise, he would not possibly dare to alone charge into this royal hall full of Jie Tribe fierce generals and hack and kill wildly.

Without sufficient confidence in himself, that would be seeking death.

"Hahaha, retreat? Retreat to where!"

Gu Xuan stood towering in the hall, majestic figure to the extreme; just a single person now, like the sun among stars, dazzling as if only he alone was the majestic existence in the great hall!

And the other Jie Tribe members were clearly many and sturdy as bears and tigers, yet before him they were like ants.

This is a natural feeling, formed by some killing intent, aura.

Of course, it also naturally made many originally self-important Jie Tribe generals very unwilling and unconvinced, hearts very humiliated, including several of Nu Chi's sons of exceptional martial valor.

However.

They were ultimately still possessed of some wisdom, knowing that this Zhou King His Majesty before them was certainly an Unrivaled Expert among the Jin Ren, exactly as the Intelligence they had heard stated!

Therefore.

In the great hall, all important figures of the Jie Tribe, including Nu Chi, fled the palace in all directions at the first moment, and each went to find their own Kai Zhou and handy Weapon.

And among them, there were even those who went to summon heavy troops, wanting to pile up numbers in this Jie King City to crush to death this group of Jin Ren who dared to charge in, not knowing whether to live or die.

But they still underestimated Gu Xuan and the others.

Next Moment.

One by one, fully armed Jin Ren Elite drenched in Fresh Blood surrounded this royal palace.

They had already either finished or abandoned the slaughter in the other buildings of this king city.

Among Them, most went to block the back door and two windows, a small part followed Gu Xuan's footsteps, charging into this most central royal palace.

The situation was just this inconceivable.

Clearly this is the Jie Tribe's king city, yet at this very moment, a crowd of Jie Tribe important figures, including the Jie King, were caught like turtles in a jar by the Jin Ren.

If it were in the past, this is something no one would dare imagine, this is even more Impossible than bargaining with a tiger for its skin.

However, under Gu Xuan's leadership, it truly happened.

And this scene once again verified a law of Cold Weapon Warfare, that is, a very few Vanguard Elite who dare to fight, dare to rush, dare to stake their lives, in a few exchanges shattered the mob that outnumbered them many times over but lacked organization and combat power.

In fact.

The Jie Tribe actually cannot be said to be a mob.

It is just that the time was Early Winter, precisely when the Ground was about to turn cold, no military organization would think of launching a large-scale attack, and a small-scale raid would be hard to have any real harvest.

But the Jie Tribe did not expect that a mere three hundred-man Jin Ren small unit, under the leadership of the current Zhou King, actually Qu Fu such battle results.

"Nu Chi, want to escape?"

In the great hall, Gu Xuan's Loud Shout shook all the Jie Tribe.

And Next Moment, his figure moved, fast to an unimaginable degree.

The several generals beside Nu Chi, including his one or two sons, only felt a blur before their eyes, and Gu Xuan had already rushed before them.

These Jie Tribe fierce generals subconsciously raised their Knives to block.

Clang clang dang!

Yet they only heard a few ringing sounds, then they felt a pain in their necks, and then their heads flew up.

And the Jie King Nu Chi also did not live another moment.

Gu Xuan, wearing his blood-stained long Knife, fiercely chopped down, cleaving this executioner who had killed countless Jin Ren, man and armor together, into Er Ban, dead beyond death.

"Not One Left!"

With Gu Xuan's One Voice cold order, inside the Jie Tribe royal palace, the Jin Ren began a revenge!

(Chapter End)