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Chapter 161

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Accompanied by Gu Xuan's single saber cleaving down with force.

Nu Chi, the Jie King who had killed until the fields were full and committed countless evils, was cleaved in two from head to toe, blood gushing like a spring, foul-smelling viscera scattered all over the ground.

Such a bloody and desperate scene shocked everyone in this royal palace.

The Great Khan is dead?

The numerous Jie generals stared with eyes wide round, some unable to believe it.

For Nu Chi himself was an unparalleled existence of the Jie tribe; not only was his personal martial power renowned as the tribe's number one expert, even his abilities in commanding troops, waging war, and political rule were peerless.

Over these years, Nu Chi led them to victory in every battle, sweeping all before them; even the once-flourishing Great Zhou Dynasty was trampled beneath their feet, and countless humans were wantonly humiliated by them.

In a certain sense, Nu Chi was a once-in-a-millennium lord of destiny in their hearts, like a god.

However.

Such a "great existence" was just killed like this, dying without any dignity, like a slaughtered pig or butchered dog, stench filling the ground.

In that instant.

Several Jie generals, as if having lost their faith, became absent-minded and distraught, not even bothering to dodge the big sabers chopping at them.

Of course, more still roared in fury and charged forward madly, fighting desperately.

There were also clever existences like Nu Chi's fourth son Taiji, who, under the cover of several Jie generals, tried to escape through a window.

Among Nu Chi's many sons, Taiji could not be called the most martially valiant, but his schemes were the deepest, and his study of the Great Zhou Dynasty's various ways was the most devoted.

If he were allowed to escape with his life, he might not be unable to continue leading the remaining Jie tribes in other places, consolidate power, rise again, and even wage guerrilla war against the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It's just a pity that Gu Xuan noticed him early on.

Because before this special operation, Gu Xuan had obtained relevant information about Nu Chi and his sons from the North Border Army.

This time, he intended to slaughter all these Jie elites completely, not leaving a single one!

Among them, Jie King Nu Chi was ranked first, and Taiji was ranked second.

As long as these two were killed, the rest were either mere warriors or lacked the courage to amount to anything.

Therefore.

Just as Taiji, under the death-defying cover of several trusted generals, was laboriously shifting his bulky body, trying to climb up a window.

With a *chi* sound, a short spear flew over like a meteor chasing the moon, nailing Taiji's body firmly to the window.

Until the moment before his death.

Taiji still felt some regret; he regretted eating too many delicacies like bear paws and venison on ordinary days, causing him to be overly obese, making his escape so difficult at this moment.

And with the thorough deaths of these two important Jie figures, the blood battle in the great hall became even more fierce.

Many Jie generals no longer fought while retreating, but went mad, throwing their lives away as they grappled forward with the human soldiers in full armor, just wanting to kill one if they could.

Fairly speaking, most of these generals were incomparably ferocious fierce generals; in the past, many had established terrifying prestige within the Great Zhou Dynasty, their hands stained with the blood of many humans.

However, caught unprepared, without armor on their bodies, even if they were more martial, it availed nothing; one by one they were slain, often needing nearly ten to kill a single enemy.

And for the human soldiers, this was a satisfying revenge, a Heavenly Dao retribution.

Because over these years, this Jie race with human bodies and jackal faces, under Nu Chi's leadership, had inflicted enormous harm on the many humans within the Great Zhou Dynasty, and on all living beings of the North Border.

Not to mention this offensive, where many soldiers heard in this royal city many human women from good families being abused and ravaged by the Jie, their miserable cries for help.

Facing this scene, whose blood qi would not surge? Who could bear to watch?

Years of pent-up resentment, and the tragic scenes after entering the city, put these human soldiers in a kind of furious rage.

They couldn't wait to act; they charged up, hacking and chopping wildly at all Jie like madmen, hacking until flesh and blood flew, exterminating them all.

In just a few dozen breaths' time, not a single Jie elite survived; all were slaughtered.

The entire royal hall was like a scene from hell, blood flowing into rivers, corpses strewn across the field, the Jie's unique rank stench and foul odor permeating the whole hall.

And the real battle has only just begun.

Because this royal city is the largest capital city the Jie tribe has ever built in its history.

Within it, there are fully tens of thousands of Jie; most are important figures or relatives of this alien race, otherwise they would not be permitted to live in the royal city.

And half an hour ago, Gu Xuan led three hundred elite Border Army troops, entering from the northwest corner.

Under the suppression of his peerless martial power, encountering a scout meant one arrow killing them, encountering a guard meant one halberd dismembering them; it was almost a straight-line charge, killing all the way to this royal palace.

And after dealing with Nu Chi and the others, there are still several thousand motley crowds in the city.

Even subtracting more than half who are family members like women and children, there are at least three or four thousand Jie fierce soldiers inside; they naturally also discovered the troop chaos in the city and the miserable screams from the royal palace long ago.

Under the spontaneous organization of several mid-level generals, these several thousand Jie soldiers surrounded the royal palace from several directions, wanting to surround and kill this enemy of unknown origin.

But doing so instead fell right into Gu Xuan's scheme.

Because what he worried about most was not combat, but these Jie scattering and fleeing in all directions once they knew the danger.

If that happened, it would likely discount the effect of this strike of his, and might even lead to other unpredictable situations.

If it were a battlefield confrontation, these several thousand fully armed Jie elites — to defeat or annihilate them might require sacrificing an equal number of Border Army troops at minimum, and very likely even more.

But now, these people were suddenly attacked, simply unable to meticulously equip themselves as on a battlefield.

And this became precisely the best opportunity for Gu Xuan and the others to break the enemy.

Under his lead, the small human squad of several hundred men charged horizontally and vertically through the somewhat chaotic Jie reinforcement troops like a sharp knife.

Especially in this kind of close-quarters narrow battlefield environment, the heavy arrows the Jie prided themselves on could hardly find room to fully exert themselves; otherwise they would only easily hit their own people.

And Gu Xuan and the others, before setting out, had long prepared for this point; they gathered the Border Army's most exquisite equipment.

Therefore, almost every human warrior wore at least two layers of armor; the innermost was chain mail specifically designed to counter Jie heavy arrows — even if hit, it could not fully penetrate, at most causing light injuries.

Soon, the several mid-level Jie generals commanding from the rear discovered this point.

They shouted loudly, ordering the Jie soldiers under them to retreat, leaving enough open space for the heavy arrow squads to volley fire at the human enemies ahead.

It's just a pity that Gu Xuan simply would not give them such an opportunity.

*Whoosh whoosh* several sounds, several short spears flew past fast as meteors, shooting dead all those mid-level generals issuing orders.

It can be said that Gu Xuan had practically pushed his personal combat power to its absolute limit!

And such terrifying martial power of his caused all the Jie Tribe members who opposed him to be struck with cold fear!

With the deaths of several mid-level commanders, the Jie Tribe army could no longer mount any organized counterattack; they could only watch in agony as this small human squad of astonishing martial power and firm armor went on a killing spree.

"Hahaha……"

"Satisfying! Kill the Jie dogs!"

"Father, Mother, Little Sister, did you see it? I've avenged you, hahaha……"

A human brave warrior killed until corpses lay everywhere, even the broadsword in his hand somewhat bent, his armor all stained with the fishy stench of blood.

While he chopped, picked, swept, and thrust, he laughed madly, tears already streaming down his face like rain, yet he simply couldn't be bothered to wipe them.

And this was merely one of the several hundred human martial artists.

Because the candidates Gu Xuan selected for this special operation were originally soldiers with deep, bone-gnawing hatred against the Jie Tribe, and not a single one wasn't a fierce warrior capable of fighting ten alone.

Precisely because of this, these people were able, under Gu Xuan's leadership, to fear no hardship, fear no casualties, and fight their way into the Jie Tribe's most core royal city, achieving such glorious battle results.

The facts prove that in this kind of cold-weapon combat, the leader, morale, armor, and such still occupy the most important position.

One hour later.

The sounds of battle shouts in the royal city only then gradually subsided, replaced by one miserable scream after another.

Accompanied by the sharp *chi-chi* sounds of spear tips entering flesh and bone, brief and chilling, making one's hair stand on end upon hearing them.

That was Gu Xuan leading his subordinates' soldiers in a sweep, not letting off a single remnant Jie Tribe member hiding in the city.

Every soldier had that bone-deep exhaustion that comes after excitement pushed to the extreme, for they had actually, under Gu Xuan's leadership, broken through one by one, actually killing all Jie Tribe elites including Jie King Nu Chi, as well as over three thousand Jie Tribe soldiers.

Such glorious and terrifying battle achievements were unimaginable for hundreds of years, because the Great Zhou Dynasty had truly been in decline for many years!

And even though exhausted again, not a single person slackened.

At a time like this, killing one more alien race member is avenging one's own compatriots, and also saves more sacrifices in the future.

Because these Jie Tribe, towards the human race, that is naked contempt and hatred; even some half-grown lads, many have stained their hands with human race blood.

After their fathers were killed, they still held axes or short spears, wanting to sneak attack the human race soldiers in the city, and even actually succeeded several times.

But that was all; Gu Xuan and the others gave them no more chances, exterminating them all.

And in this process, they rescued over a thousand human race women who had been captured and brought here, every one brutally ravaged and abused, conditions too miserable to bear witness to.

When they saw their own race's king, as well as elite brave warriors arrive, all the rescued women burst into loud weeping.

And after distributing swords to them, these frail women also joined the journey of revenge, helping search for Jie Tribe remnants hiding in each house.

This was a pure and fierce revenge, and also a desperate counterattack by the human race against the alien race!

Finally.

Two hours later, the once-dazzling Jie Tribe royal city finally quieted down.

Those few Jie Tribe who luckily escaped outside the city were soul-lost and dispirited; they wept bitterly, rolling and crawling, fleeing to another nearby city, some simply perishing in the wilds in the mouths of wild beasts.

And looking back within the royal city.

Gu Xuan knew that although it was already dark, the Jie Tribe's counterattack was still possible.

And even if they didn't come at night, by dawn the next morning, what awaited these several hundred human race elites would inevitably be the Jie Tribe's layered encirclement.

Although, with Gu Xuan's own peerless martial power, wanting to escape wouldn't be hard, but the human race warriors under his command, as well as the thousand-plus women just rescued, their lives would be hard to protect.

Therefore.

He immediately ordered that after taking the heads of Jie King Nu Chi and many other Jie Tribe core figures, and setting fire to the royal palace, granary, and other places, he forced everyone to follow him, taking advantage of the night, returning to the border army city along the predetermined route.

In this situation, many soldiers were actually exhausted to the extreme, some could barely even hold their weapons.

You must know, these people were all fierce warriors the army could be proud of, yet now they had reached such a state; one can see just how intense the slaughter just past had been.

However, no matter how exhausted, they still knew the choice: either follow and walk, or stay and wait for death.

In this return journey, Gu Xuan personally cleared the way.

His armor was the firmest, and his eyesight the strongest; even if dark arrows came in the night, they fundamentally couldn't wound him, and a return shot instantly shot dead the few scattered enemies blocking the way.

Behind him, the surviving two hundred-plus human race brave warriors, and the thousand-plus women, followed tightly; those who couldn't keep up could only leave it to fate.

In this situation, Gu Xuan could only try his best to preserve these two hundred-plus seeds under his command; they would be the confidants among confidants in his future.

When they returned to the nearest North Border border army city, it was already dawn.

When over a thousand people drenched in blood, still holding various heads in their hands, arrived at the city gate, the guarding soldiers were almost shocked into falling to the ground.

Because the image of Gu Xuan and the others walking in front was truly too horrifying, not much different from evil ghosts returned from hell.

And after a round of rebukes.

The city ultimately still opened, welcoming Gu Xuan and the others inside.

……

Two days later.

In Ning Bei City, the largest city in the North Border of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

On the most central square, the heads of Jie King Nu Chi and several hundred other ugly heads were piled into a Jingguan, the scene terrifying and gruesome.

And all the human race people watching this scene, including women and children, not a single one was afraid; instead, all were excited to the point of weeping in pain.

Only because over these years, this alien race the Jie Tribe has brought too much killing, harm, and humiliation to the Great Zhou Dynasty, especially to the North Border human race!

And in the political affairs hall.

Gu Xuan sat upright on the throne.

With Jiang Bu Shi at the head, the border army old generals, supervisors and governors, etc., stood in two rows of civil and military in the great hall; even though the event had passed two days, their eyes still held some shock.

They never ever expected that the current Zhou King His Majesty, just upon arriving here, would behead the Jie King Nu Chi who had run rampant in the North Border for decades, arrogant and domineering to the point even Sima Shang didn't dare lightly offend, and along with his many princes and fierce generals, completely exterminate them all.

The Jie King's head is here; no one dares doubt Zhou King His Majesty's glorious battle achievements this time!

And the several hundred brave warriors who accompanied him, and the many rescued human race women, are also clear proof.

And it did not stop there.

The scout intelligence coming continuously from far beyond the frontier also verified this point.

The Jie Tribe's royal city was burned, and along with it all several thousand important Jie figures within the city were killed; who knows how much grain, treasury stores, and the like were also burned clean.

Jiang Bu Shi, the Northern Border Governor, and the civil and military officials all looked at the young Zhou King on the throne with expressions of disbelief.

Although they knew that the current Zhou King His Majesty's divine aura was no less than the High Ancestor's, such brilliant military achievements still exceeded their imagination once again.

"For this council, the first matter is to deliberate the merits of the brave warriors who followed me on campaign; there must be no omissions."

"Second, we should pursue the fleeing bandits with our remaining courage; the Jie Tribe has suffered a severe blow to its vitality this time, with many core figures dead or wounded — it is precisely the moment when they are leaderless; I intend for the Border Army to launch a full-scale strike and thoroughly sweep away this ferocious clan that has brought calamity for many years."

(Chapter End)

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