Chapter 217: A Lighthearted Battle of Several Thousand

Heng Xian shifted to a more comfortable position on the wolf cart and glanced at Wang Dalin.

Wang Dalin understood, stepped forward, and shouted: "We've long been oppressed by those great powers—why do they have spirit veins while we don't? Why do they have so many resources while we don't?"

We just want to build a huge power, seize their spirit veins, resources, food, and women, so our brothers can cultivate better and live more freely!

Is that wrong? That's called lacking morality and shame! Pah! You lot are pedantic—everyone's a bandit and mountain thief, pretending to be a whore!

The Feng San Ge faction across the way blinked, actually unable to refute; those who came here aren't many good people—they originally just do banditry—so Wang Dalin's statement is spot on.

Behind them, the nearly thousand-strong troops of the Five Powers Alliance also exchanged bewildered glances.

"Nothing more to say?" Wang Dalin bellowed: "Surrender and you won't be killed; from now on we'll be brothers, lie in the spirit veins to cultivate, and sleep with the prettiest maidens!"

Feng San Ge and his five companions frowned, pondering how to rebut.

Heng Xian pointed at Wang Dalin, chuckling: "Dalın, you've got a decent way with words!"

"Hahaha..." the crowd laughed loudly.

Wang Dalin, feeling a bit embarrassed, said: "Sir, you flatter me; before you, I'm like a firefly beside the bright moon, or like a woman married five times and a princess!"

The crowd laughed again.

The Feng San Ge faction across the way, puzzled, with faces alternating between dark and bright, finally the middle-aged woman roared: "We just want to live in peace—you lot have wolfish ambitions, different paths, no cooperation—kill!"

Saying that, she charged forward first.

"Follow me and kill!"

Seeing this, Feng San Ge gritted his teeth and gave the order.

Behind them, the several thousand troops of the Five Powers hesitated slightly, then all let out strange cries and charged forward.

Sun Botian chuckled: "They actually dare to take the offensive—good, good!"

Bao Yu, Su Lan, Song Yi and the others clasped their fists, requesting battle: "Sir, let's kill!"

Heng Xian waved his hand: "All right! Take formation, follow my command!"

"Yes!" The crowd dispersed, entering their own troop formations.

However, Heng Xian didn't rush to issue an attack order; instead, he silently watched the Five Powers Alliance troops charging over.

Beside him, the advisor worried: "Sir, what's your plan? The enemy is coming up fast—this might turn into a bitter fight!"

"Just a bunch of bandits and a rabble—if this becomes a tough battle, what good are you guys?"

Heng Xian snorted: "Wuyang Laosi and Wuyang Lao Wu, ready the bows!"

The wagon driver immediately stood up and loudly relayed the order: "Sir's command—Wuyang Laosi and Wuyang Lao Wu, ready the bows!"

The voice carried great penetrance, transmitting far away.

"Yes!"

From the dark mass of the Bandit Alliance ahead, two hundred archers stepped out, formed three ranks, took spirit arrows, and nocked them.

"Release!" Heng Xian ordered.

"Release!"

"Whoosh..."

A dense volley of two hundred arrows shot toward the charging Five Powers Alliance troops.

Before the arrows even landed, a second wave of two hundred, then a third, then a fourth, followed in quick succession!

Soon,

the whistling of arrows and the shrill cries of the wounded filled the air without cease.

The Five Powers Alliance troops swarming over the hills fell one after another, their charge slowing.

Heng Xian shouted in a low voice: "Bao Yu, Pang Wa, Song Yi, ground assault!"

"Yes!"

Bao Yu and his two companions led eight hundred brothers forward like a flood, their spirit armor and artifacts gleaming.

Heng Xian again ordered: "Sun Botian and his three brothers, take three hundred brothers and fly on swords to flank from the left!"

"Li Du, Su Lan, and Wang Dalin, take two hundred brothers and fly on swords to flank from the right!"

"Yes!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Countless sword-flying figures streamed forth, splitting left and right to flank the Five Powers Alliance.

Heng Xian once again ordered: "Bao Yu, Song Yi, Li Du, Su Lan, Wang Dalin, and Sun Botian's three brothers—you eight, capture alive the opposing Golden Core cultivators!"

"Yes!"

The eight Golden Core experts rushed straight at Feng San Ge and his five companions to kill them.

For a moment, on Tiger Skin Beach, the killing shook the heavens, and everywhere were scenes of slaughter.

Yet the Five Powers Alliance troops collapsed at the first touch, beaten and lost, helpless and desolate like children.

Heng Xian silently watched a while, then shook his head: "The outcome's decided, no fun—advisor, send a message to San Niangzi, seal off the perimeter, not a soul may escape!"

"Yes!" The advisor gave a dry laugh, immediately took out a jade slip, and cast a spell to send the message.

After the message was sent, the slaughter on Tiger Skin Beach basically ended.

All told, it took only the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

It was as simple as kids playing house.

The advisor opened his mouth, speechless—indeed, Heng Xian's command flowed like clouds and water, seamless and perfect, leaving nothing to say.

At that moment, Bao Zhu's face was full of astonishment; she turned and stared at Heng Xian again and again.

Heng Xian wondered: "Do I have flowers on my face?"

Bao Zhu trembled: "Are you really only in your teens? How do you know everything? Who taught you your battlefield command? If you said you were a veteran general, I'd believe it!"

The advisor let out a breath, also speaking seriously: "Exactly! Sir, you have the talent to govern the world and peerless wisdom; I am utterly convinced!"

"Never eaten pork, never seen a pig run? In my past life I loved watching war movies on TV!" Heng Xian said as he stood up.

"Watching TV?" The Master and Bao Zhu exchanged a glance, falling into deep contemplation.

At this point the fighting on the battlefield had ended, corpses lay everywhere on the mortar stone, most of them belonging to the Five Powers Alliance.

Part of the Five Powers Alliance's forces fled, while the majority knelt and surrendered.

And the battle among the thirteen Primordial Dan experts in midair had also ended.

Feng San Ge and the four others were captured alive, brought before the Wolf Cart, thrown down with a clatter, each covered in blood, in a sorry state.

"Don't move! Be honest!" Bao Yu, Wang Dalin, and Sun Botian, eight people total, also suffered light injuries, gripping their magical implements tightly, staring fixedly at the five.

Feng San Ge and the four knelt, raised their heads to look at Heng Xian, observed him up close, and were again startled by his youth.

How could such a child possibly command so many arrogant and fierce soldiers, these bandit ruffians?!

Heng Xian glanced at the thirteen people, somewhat speechless; the thirteen Primordial Dan cultivators were not only weak in aura when fighting, but even their magical implements were tattered.

This is a beggar in the Primordial Dan Realm—far removed from the Primordial Dan expert I had in mind.

"We've lost; do whatever you want with us—kill or dismember us!" Feng San Ge and the others stared fixedly at Heng Xian.

Heng Xian, however, couldn't be bothered with them, shifted his posture, and looked toward behind Tiger Skin Beach.

After waiting as long as two incense sticks, they saw Tao San Niangzi leading two hundred people escorting the fleeing members of the Five Powers Alliance back.

After driving the people into the prisoner ranks, Tao San Niangzi, shrouded in demonic aura, arrived before the cart and cupped her fists: "Sir! Not a single one escaped; I've captured them all!"

Heng Xian nodded, looked at Feng San Ge and the four, and said: "Alright everyone, will you submit or not?"

Feng San Ge and the four remained silent, merely breathing rapidly, their faces fluctuating.

Heng Xian snapped his fingers: "Straight talk, we're purely here to seize resources and seize spirit veins, so we can cultivate better."

"So we need to recruit more people. You now have only two choices: submit to me, or die!"

Feng San Ge and the four exchanged a glance.

Wang Dalin beside them coldly counted down: "Three, two..."

Feng San Ge gritted his teeth: "If we submit to you, will you really spare our lives?"

Heng Xian looked down at him: "If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it just now; why waste words? As for the Bandit Alliance's mess hall, if you want to eat, submit to me, submit to the Bandit Alliance; if not, go die—that's all there is to it."

"Submit!" The fiercely resisting middle-aged woman suddenly dropped to her knees, crawling forward with a fawning expression, kissing Heng Xian's foot: "Yue Niang understands the rules; from now on Yue Niang is merely the Young Master's slave, loyal and unwavering; if I break this oath, may heavenly punishment annihilate me!"

Heng Xian stared for a moment, "So shameless?"

Feng San Ge and the three others also stared, then hastily rose to salute: "We are willing to submit to the Young Master, submit to the Bandit Alliance; if we violate this oath, may heaven annihilate us and earth destroy us!"

(End of chapter)