Chapter 133: with translation of chapter title

Zhao Wuji didn't bother with Hu Dongming, on his own mobilized the city garrison troops, moving the original Pingcheng garrison all to the front, moving his own troops to the rear, waiting for the troops on the city wall to falter before reinforcing.

Hu Dongming dared to be angry but not speak; this clearly just treats his men as cannon fodder, but cannon fodder is cannon fodder anyway, after all they're just a bunch of Worthless Soldiers.

Wind and sand rolled across the ground, dust filled the sky, Yue Yunyang led the Yue Family Army to the foot of the city, with ten thousand cavalry in the rear, thirty thousand infantry in the front, and ten thousand archers in the middle.

The formation is already set, it's an arrow barrage formation, also blessed with Shen Tianxing's special skill; although it may not be ideal for siege, the boosted strength and morale are still not bad.

"Yue Yunyang, I didn't expect you to defect to Shen Tianxing; how come only you brought troops? Is Shen Tianxing afraid to die? Besides, a nobody, lucky to have a master as backing, obtained a governor position yet not satisfied, actually dares to rebel, simply courting death."

【6. Zhao Wuji's mocking remarks, Yue Yunyang paid no heed.

Zhao Wuji's cold, cutting sarcasm, Yue Yunyang didn't care in the slightest.

"This must be the so-called deputy commander of the Lei Family Army, Zhao Wuji. Your strength is not bad, Seventh Grade Sixth Layer; I heard you've conscripted all the city's civilians into soldiers, driving out the elderly, weak, women and children—does this city now have no civilians left?"

Shen Tianxing spoke in a flat tone; he was the most conspicuous sitting on the Lei Thunder, but Zhao Wuji merely pretended not to see him.

"You're the one called Shen Tianxing, right? It's really hard to spot you among these people, but so what? I've already sent them off to Wuzhou; they should be on the road now—you wouldn't actually be thinking of rescuing them, would you?"

"With your measly Seventh Grade strength, you've managed to get this far, becoming a governor yet not satisfied, even daring to rebel; since you're here, leave your life here, archers, fire!"

Zhao Wuji also didn't waste words; with a single order, the archers immediately nocked arrows, only hearing the continual swish-swish-swish sound as a sky-full of arrow rain fell.

"Raise shields, launch!"

Yue Yunyang immediately ordered, the infantry swiftly raised shields, with nearly ten thousand infantry quickly retreating to beside the archers and raising shields to help them defend.

Most of the feathered arrows didn't hit the Yue Family Army, mainly because the archers on the city wall were too inept.

Conversely, the Yue Family Army's projectile attacks all used longbows, five people working together, the feathered arrows had long range and high precision, consequently hitting many of the troops on the city wall.

Zhao Wuji swung his sword and knocked away the two arrows aimed at him, his face full of gloom; indeed the Pingcheng garrison troops are truly useless.

"You lot of useless things, what are you stopping for? Shoot arrows; if they attack, hurl down rolling logs, stones, and fire oil, smashing and dousing them—no matter what, we must hold the line."

Zhao Wuji flew into a rage; the Pingcheng garrison had no choice, especially those archers, who could only speed up shooting feathered arrows. But they were terribly inaccurate; watching below, the Yue Family Army, under the cover of infantry shields, was already slowly advancing toward the city gate.

"Not even willing to use your own Lei Family Army, only using the Pingcheng garrison—are you not intending to hold the city, or planning to use them as cannon fodder to wear down the Yue Family Army? Absolutely ridiculous."

Shen Tianxing circulated his internal force; though his voice seemed not loud, it reverberated throughout the Pingcheng city walls, letting the defending soldiers hear it crystal clear, which further enraged Zhao Wuji to grit his teeth.

"Shen Tianxing, you don't need to sow discord; I'm leading the Lei Family Army here to help—originally defending the city is the duty of the Pingcheng garrison; even if we didn't come, wouldn't you still attack the city?"

Even so, Zhao Wuji's words were somewhat reasonable; the Pingcheng garrison, originally thinking they were being used as cannon fodder, calmed a bit. They readied the rolling logs, thunderstones, and fire oil, and the archers increased their shooting speed, improving their aim.

"If you don't come, there definitely won't be a need to attack the city, after all my people have already persuaded the civilians inside; they planned to open the gate when I arrived with troops, letting us in to kill the prefect and commander, while the others would surrender—wouldn't that be fine?"

Shen Tianxing spoke lightly, and the morale of the Pingcheng garrison, which had been boosted, instantly plummeted to rock bottom, with many even casting resentful glances at Zhao Wuji.

"You bunch of idiots won't believe what he says, will you? You don't even think—if you really let the civilians open the gate, who knows who among you could survive; he might even slaughter the city."

Zhao Wuji's words obviously lacked persuasive power; many Pingcheng garrison troops momentarily didn't know whom to believe, and this was the perfect opportunity for Shen Tianxing.

Only seen, he leapt up, stepping on the Lei Thunder, borrowing its power to spring into the air, swiftly executing the Lotus Microstep, landing on the city wall at a speed faster than thunder can cover ears.

"Shen Tianxing, you idiot, coming up here yourself is just seeking death; soldiers, follow me and kill him—if he dies, we win."

By the time Zhao Wuji reacted, Shen Tianxing was already standing on the city wall; he, both shocked and excited, issued the command.

Unfortunately, these city-defending troops hadn't reacted yet; Shen Tianxing had already circulated his internal force and unleashed the Heavenly Dragon Chant.

Only heard, a dragon's roar that echoed across the heavens spread out, forming ripples; martial artists of Fourth Grade and below, upon hearing this sound, had their five viscera and six entrails shattered, bleeding from the seven orifices to death.

Those above Fourth Grade but below Sixth Grade also spat blood, clutching their chests and dropping to one knee; this was severe internal injury, while Zhao Wuji felt a ringing in both ears, a sensation of the world spinning.

Shen Tianxing's Heavenly Dragon Chant lasted only a dozen breaths; all soldiers of Fourth Grade and below within its range died, and its sound covered nearly one-fifth of Pingcheng.

When the sound ceased, Shen Tianxing's Killing Value increased by 1.2 million, his Martial Arts Experience rose by 50%, breaking through to Seventh Grade Fifth Layer; only Zhao Wuji remained standing on the city wall, his eyes full of terror.

"Impossible, you're not even a grandmaster—how could a single roar kill so many of my men?"

Zhao Wuji roared in anger; the original twenty thousand Pingcheng garrison troops all died, and the twenty thousand Leizhou troops he brought lost nearly ten thousand, the survivors being those not covered by Shen Tianxing's Heavenly Dragon Chant.

"My strength is beyond your comprehension, General Yue; lead your troops in and kill—here there are no defenders left, and any rear guards will need time to arrive, so hurry up."

"This One obeys."

Yue Yunyang also reacted then; they of course also heard the Heavenly Dragon Chant, but it was only a faint dragon's roar, causing them no harm.

Mainly, Shen Tianxing's Heavenly Dragon Chant only spreads outward from the direction he faces; only those who hear it are harmed, and of course the Heavenly Dragon Chant also has a drawback.

Simply covering the ears greatly reduces the damage; even an ordinary First-Rank soldier would suffer little harm, but presently no one knows this, so naturally there's no way to guard against it.

Zhao Wuji couldn't hear Shen Tianxing's voice; at this moment he even thought he'd gone deaf—if it had been before Shen Tianxing acted, he might have charged up to fight him to the death, but now his mind holds only one word: flee.

Zhao Wuji turned, stomped his foot, used lightness skill to fly down to the base of the city wall, while howling angrily into the distance.

"Lei Family Army, retreat quickly, leave Pingcheng."