Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 432 Bastard

After defeating Zhenjun by crossing the Gen River, Tianwang Shijiao bestowed titles of king, general, governor, and provincial governor upon his sons. However, the only ones who were truly competitive were the three who were the oldest, had been by his side since the beginning of the uprising, and whose power had already been established.

Of course, given Shi Jiao's appearance, these three are also anthropomorphic beings. In short, the eldest son is both Khorne and Slaanesh, the second son is both Slaanesh and Khorne, and the third son is simply Slaanesh.

It's human nature, as everyone knows, that normal humanoid beings are drawn to nymphs and avoid dreadful creatures. Therefore, even Shi Jiao personally preferred his third son, Le'an Gong, who was relatively more normal in comparison. Unfortunately, this adorable son was brutally murdered by some pure dreadful dreadful creature with a frozen fish... *cough*

What? A stone dragon? Oh, a stone dragon is a complete bastard.

Well, he's a player after all. He's already spent the money, so he can play however he wants. Who cares about morality, laws, or waiting at traffic lights in a game? But most normal people would just play Sand and Grass Song at most. This guy finished playing Sand and Grass Song, sang a song, and then he even wanted to eat.

Yes, they really are going to eat. Besides gold, silver, valuables, provisions, and military supplies, Huyan Mo said they were going to prepare a pair of beautiful, tender lambs and send them to the main camp for cooking and serving. That's really quite bizarre...

Okay, to be fair, while the elements of raising an army, rebelling, vying for power, conscripting soldiers, and massacring cities are definitely part of the player's coloring game, with the player issuing the commands themselves, the rest of the more grotesque parts probably have little to do with the player's subjective will; they are simply basic physical needs.

Having now glimpsed the true nature of the Heavenly Demon, and with his own experience using the wet suit, Tie Dan had to admit that most of the strange and grotesque aspects of Khorne and Slaanesh were determined by the underlying genetic characteristics of the Shi family.

It's a very simple principle: wolves eat meat, dogs eat excrement, and tigers don't eat vegetables. No matter how many Buddhist scriptures or profound truths you preach to them, they won't change their minds.

The Shi family is the same. Although they look like humans, they are not human in essence. According to the files that Tie Dan saw in his dream, this family is a magnificent humanoid biological weapon, a super-male combat component of the company, and a top predator that evolved purely for survival and killing.

To give another intuitive analogy, the ecological niche of normal mortals in this world is that of maggots, while this family is Goblin. Of course, you don't care whether they are currently in egg or embryonic stage, or whether they have the genes to unlock combat evolution; that's just how the underlying script is written.

Such a mind is naturally filled only with killing, gluttony, killing, gluttony, killing, gluttony, sowing, sowing, sowing, gluttony, killing. Such a chest naturally contains only a cold, hard stone, devoid of humanity, morality, pity, compassion, and emotion. What kind of reasoning can you possibly have with such a person?
To put it bluntly, this family of creatures are anthropomorphic weapons, just like the swarm of insects buried underground. They are the final weapons that the company will only use to unlock evolution, suppress the world, and restart the script when all else fails. Therefore, simply placing them in the icy and snowy land of Guyan Hanhai is enough to intimidate the demons of Beiji Guixu.

But if the boss says he wants to take one to play with, can you refuse?
Ultimately, it's simply that this violates the company's bylaws. You wanted to refuse loudly, but they offered just too much...

In short, according to Tie Dan's calculations, the stone dragon he assassinated last time was definitely just a robot clone. That is to say, there is still a real wet body, the original body used by the boss himself.

The fact that the boss had fought his way from the Arctic to the Central Plains, even requiring the Divine Cult to go to such lengths and deploy the Ten Deadly Formations to suppress him, clearly indicates that the boss has spent money to unlock all his genetic shackles and is in the late stage of complete combat power evolution. He can probably no longer be described as 'human'; he is more like a pure 'demon' who has lost all reason.

If that's the case, the boss might be the only remaining part of that body that represents reason and humanity. Once he quits, this biological catastrophe will immediately go berserk and out of control. We really can't afford not to protect the boss; it's truly bizarre...

"I am Ma Qiu." "Biao Xia Ping Xian." "This humble one is Hu Yanmo." "Roar~" "Awooo~" "Hiss~"

"Greetings, Master Chen." *3
"Waaaaah" *3
At this moment, the three bruised and battered generals, leading their equally bruised and battered mounts, knelt down and surrendered at Tie Dan's feet.

Tie Dan also regained his composure, leaning on his knife as he sized them up, then raised his head to signal them to begin.

So the three of them started introducing themselves and their work experience.

In short, these three are all from the Kingdom of Gen, either surrendered soldiers or routed troops. Although heroes don't dwell on past glories, their undeniable fighting prowess and impressive opening poems are undeniable. They are indeed legitimate members of the Kingdom of Gen's royal guards, having served as adjutant generals and commanders-in-chief. They are certainly skilled, always the first to charge into battle, and have repeatedly achieved military merits. They are the elite troops who are among the first to enter a city during a massacre, and they have long since acquired all the necessary elixirs, equipment, and mounts.

But ultimately, in this day and age, success isn't about personal ability or achievements, but about connections and family background. These three not only couldn't get into the elite cavalry circle, they couldn't even understand the local dialect of the Kan people, and their origins weren't quite right—they belonged to the surrendered soldiers of Genzhou. A few years ago, they were fighting rebels on the battlefield, so naturally, they weren't qualified to serve the Heavenly King now.

Hu Yanmo introduced himself before. His family were all border soldiers, so much so that they were still being guarded against. As a dignified Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, he could only serve as a Qu Jun Marquis and couldn't even become a Tenglong Zhonglang General. To put it nicely, he was serving under the King of Hejian; to put it bluntly, he was an old man still charging into battle as a dog for a kid who hadn't even grown up yet.

Ma Qiu joined the group earlier and was of mixed race, which might have made him more appealing to the non-humans in the north, thus leading to his exceptional promotion to military commander. However, in his own words, his Ma family were standard respectable families of imperial guards, only the village produced hemp. Back then, his ancestor had followed the general on his northern expedition as a cavalryman, capturing many Tartar women, which is why he was born with a darker complexion.

Pingxian was just a commoner from a family that harvested dates. Because of his superhuman strength in his forearms, he was brave and quick, often being the first to charge into battle. He was selected by the King of Gen Kingdom's military advisor to be a personal guard. Unfortunately, his personal bravery was of little use on the battlefield. Or perhaps, if he couldn't turn the tide of battle single-handedly, then he was simply not brave enough. In the end, he was also confusedly swept up in the defeated army and surrendered.

In short, these three are a classic loser's bracket alliance, a group of people who are unlucky in life.

"Alright, stop rambling on. I don't care if you're a Tartar or a captive, whether you surrender or join the rebels."

It only states how many troops Shi Jiao has available for this battle, where they are currently stationed, and when the general attack on Suiyang will take place.

Fortunately, the position of Military Commander was not lowly, and he could be summoned by the King of Hejian. Moreover, the troops under his command were elite soldiers selected from the surrendered soldiers of Gen Kingdom, and they were the vanguard. Ma Qiu was aware of the general situation of the battle, and since he was asked, he quickly answered the guillotine.

"In response to your question, Great Hero, the Heavenly King's army currently has 100,000 elite cavalry recently transferred from Yingzhou, 180,000 reinforcements brought by the Crown Prince from Hebei, and the Prince of Hejian is the vanguard in this battle, with 100,000 newly reorganized troops under his command."

In addition, there were wolf soldiers from various barbarian tribes, demons who had surrendered from Yinshan, and local bandits who had joined the army; the total force must have numbered five or six hundred thousand.

Tie Dan frowned as he listened.
"How many? Five or six hundred thousand? Don't try to bluff me! Do you think I don't know how many people five or six hundred thousand is? We're not counting the laborers and slaves, we're only counting those who can fight!"

Ma Qiu quickly said,
"No, no! There were indeed that many soldiers. If you include the laborers, there would be at least a million. The Heavenly King did bring that many people across the river back then!"

Huyanmo was also speaking from the side.
"Yes, Master Chen, the Immortal Palace is like a centipede that doesn't die easily. Even if the Imperial Guards are wiped out, they can quickly raise another army. Tens of thousands of soldiers are nothing to them."

Moreover, the Central Plains were originally incredibly wealthy and populous. The Eastern Kingdom alone had forty prefectures. In such the heartland of the world, each prefecture had at least a million people. The powerful families and clans in the cities had been hiding their population, household registrations, and taxes for years. If they were to close their doors and arrest people, it wouldn't be surprising if they were to add three to five million more people to the population.

Moreover, the fertile lands of the Eastern Kingdom, even in the countryside, are home to countless powerful clans who have established strongholds and fortresses, ruling over mountains and rivers, with countless fortified villages. From time to time, demons, monsters, rebels, wild immortals, and all sorts of other strange creatures can spawn in the valleys. Without at least a million men, this place simply cannot contain them…”

Ping Xian nodded repeatedly, but his face was still swollen and painful to the touch, so he couldn't speak.

"..."

Tie Dan was speechless for a moment, but after calculating, it was indeed about right. After all, he had seen in Yedu that the rebels' rear was indeed empty, and the elite troops left to guard Genzhou must have all been brought across the river to gamble.

Looking at future developments, if an entire country in the East and forty cities were reduced to rubble, and the ten-year war resulted in the deaths of at least tens of millions of people, it would indeed be impossible if fewer people came.

So, it seems the talk of "100,000 elite cavalry" wasn't just a figure of speech? Did that boss actually have 100,000 elite cavalry under his command? Just how much money did he spend...?

Seeing the swordsman hesitate and not bring down the blade, Ma Qiu quickly added...

"I heard that the garrison commander of Suiyang is a staunch and loyal man. My lord was ordered to sweep through the eastern kingdom and tried to recruit him many times, but he refused to surrender. He even recruited soldiers from all over the country and gathered several thousand elite troops. He was determined to perish together with Suiyang."

Now that the Heavenly King has captured Yingzhou and his army has arrived, there's no need to waste any more words with him. He will surely launch a full-scale attack soon, and we brothers will have to step up again. Therefore, our lord has dispatched us to attack from all sides, break through enemy lines, capture cities, sweep through the Central Plains, and gather military supplies in advance for future use. Currently, the King of Hejian's main camp is stationed in the Eastern Capital, Liang State Prefecture. After conquering this city and resting and preparing, we will assemble there. As for where the Heavenly King's army is stationed, we truly do not know.”

Tie Dan thought for a moment and asked,
"Does the King of Hejian have any mages under his command? Don't tell me about those random, haphazard cultivators; at least have experts of the level of the Demonic Sect or the Demonic Cult."

Ma Qiu thought for a moment, then nodded.
"The Demonic Sect has always been secretive and unpredictable, so it's impossible to tell what's going on. However, the King of Hejian is accompanied by a group of monks from the Western Regions, who seem to have been specially sent by the Heavenly King to protect him after the assassination of the Duke of Le'an."

This group of people looked completely different from those in the Central Plains; they all wore black robes, and their supernatural powers and methods were also extraordinary and incredibly strange. Ordinary worshippers were no match for them.

"Black robes? A Hu monk?"

Tie Dan vaguely remembered that; after all, there weren't many people he wanted to kill but hadn't managed to...

"Roar!" "Awooo!" "Hiss!"

Before the question could be answered, the three beasts suddenly began to leap and bound, taking flight without regard for anything else.

"Boom boom boom!"

"What, what's going on?"

"Earthquake? Earthquake!"

In the blink of an eye, the earth shook violently, mountains crumbled and the ground cracked, the earth churned and swayed like undulating waves! Several generals in armor were even thrown into the air!

For a moment, these martial artists who were skilled in Gangquan could not even stand still in a horse stance. They were so shocked that they forgot about the rules and jumped onto their mounts to fly into the air, and then they cried out in surprise!
"The city! The city has collapsed!"

The city collapsed.

Iron Egg still stood on the hilt of the sword, like a sea swallow perched on a horizontal branch amidst the rolling waves of the earth, gazing into the distance at the city walls and towers that were collapsing with a roar, raising billowing dust.

The city walls crumbled like rotten wood, and the towers collapsed like overturned nests. Blue stones shattered, red beams broke, the gleaming lamps of teahouses were broken into rubble, and the bronze mirrors of embroidered pavilions were scattered all over the ground. Mountains collapsed, the country was destroyed, cities crumbled and the earth caved in. Almost without warning, a massive natural disaster, a rare catastrophe, suddenly descended upon the world.

Before a single breath could be taken, the city walls, several meters high, collapsed like a pile of blocks in an avalanche. A deafening roar followed, like a series of thunderclaps. Hundreds of thousands of people were buried in the ruins before they could even scream, overturned beneath the city walls, crushed into a field of bloody mud, scattered like wild ghosts.

Regardless of whether they were rebels or civilians, men or women, young or old, royalty or the wealthy, or even common laborers.

In the vast sea of ​​humanity, we are but insignificant ants, and in the blink of an eye, we face our inevitable end, one that no one can escape.

dead.

Even the six ruthless, bloodthirsty beasts, those savage creatures who sucked the marrow from bones, were suspended in mid-air, staring blankly at the collapsed city walls and the shattered landscape, a scene of utter desolation. No matter how many entrance poems or farewell lines they had prepared, they couldn't recite them now.

However, although the surrounding earth had been overturned and overturned, as if the ground had been plowed, the nine-ringed guillotine stood upright on the spot without any deviation.

Iron Egg remained unmoved, standing firmly on the knife. He turned his head to look at the fissures that had opened up like an earth dragon. Having personally experienced the power of the earth fissures, he already had a clear idea of ​​what was going on.

This was not a natural earthquake; the seismic waves did not originate from underground but were 'emitted' from the southeast.

Has it started?

Without bothering to look at the casualties in the city, Tie Dan looked up at the sky and saw that the setting sun was like blood. At some point, a large area of ​​thin clouds had covered the sky, and for a moment the glow of the sunset filled the sky, dyeing the sky a blood color, as if a red veil was covering his head. He knew very well what was going on.

With a swift movement of his feet, he rose into the air, sword in hand, riding the clouds. The crimson veil of his greatsword billowed across the sky, flashing and obscuring the crimson clouds. A rain of blood and a whistling, foul wind swept across the gleaming blade, like crimson veils billowing in the wind, like vibrant silk slicing through the hilt of the blade.

Tie Dan was well aware of the situation. He raised his hand, silently chanted an incantation, and with a flick of his fingertips, a flash of blood light appeared in his palm, transforming into a single coin of blood money.

I see, that makes sense.

Not only did the rebels massacre civilians and plunder military supplies, but the cult also joined in.

This is going to turn the vast land of the Eastern Kingdom and its hundreds of millions of people into blood money.

Chen Xuantian had calculated before that each Blood God Seed would cost at least a hundred Blood Coins to refine. To achieve mastery of the divine skill, refine a million Blood God Seeds, transform the surging Blood River into a divine form, and step into the realm of the Ten Supreme Beings, it would require at least a hundred million coins.

Based on this calculation, the population of the forty counties in the Eastern Kingdom, including those hidden by powerful clans, is at least one hundred million. Moreover, these are the highest quality Central Plains people, and each one could easily generate one coin. Furthermore, there are a million rebels joining the ranks, along with countless demons. It's likely that they could indeed refine a million strings of Blood Coins, enough to conjure up another Blood God Supreme out of thin air, with some left over.

The best part is that all the benefits go to the cult, while all the consequences are attributed to that lunatic Shi Jiao. Isn't that wonderful? No wonder the boss was so angry that he quit.

However, Tie Dan also noticed that this trap formation was probably not perfect yet, or was still in the trial phase. Its kill range was just enough to level a city. He didn't know if it was just testing its power or if it was indeed not designed to kill too many people at once.

But they didn't care. After all, how many of them could escape from this formation? They could just kill them all by striking them forty times.

Tie Dan has truly come to understand the three major factions now.

The Demon Palace is systemically rigid, routinely inefficient, and its leaders act like saints, treating the common people like straw dogs. They are completely indifferent to the cries and suffering of the people.

The Demonic Sect is lawless, disorganized, and undisciplined. They spend all their time hiding in the mountains, preparing their ultimate moves. They might accidentally create a huge scandal and kill everyone in one fell swoop.

The Demonic Sect never disappoints. Although its foundation is somewhat shallow, it doesn't lie in its members' lack of seriousness! They really know how to take action!
Moreover, every time they make a move, it's always earth-shattering, with mountains of corpses, seas of blood, countless bones, wailing ghosts and howling gods, and utter devastation. The message is clear: no one is going to survive; everyone must die.

That's true. If we don't make a splash and show our strength, how can we justify all the hardship we've endured, the sacrifices we've made, and the skills we've acquired?
How about that? Killing a million right off the bat, isn't that a big show of force?
The thought of saving the world from these ruthless murderers is truly exhausting for Tiedan...

(End of this chapter)