Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 87 Copper skin and iron bones
After looking at Shabolue, Lü Shang paused his whip and said, "Boluhun, I am the commander-in-chief of the Turkic people and I control the troops of the Yazhang. Do you obey me or not?"

Boluhun's face flushed red, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. In front of Lu Shang, he did not dare to hesitate and said directly: "I submit, Boluhun submits, Boluhun is convinced. Boluhun is convinced from the bottom of his heart. The general is brave and invincible. How dare Boluhun not submit? I am willing to hold the stirrup for the general and serve him in front of the tent."

"Okay, I believe you, Boluhun, are a man of honor. Once you say something, you can't take it back."

As he spoke, Lu Shang raised the steel whip in his hand. At the moment the steel whip separated from the one-legged bronze man, Boluhun breathed a sigh of relief, and then as if all his strength had been drained, he collapsed to the ground with a pale face.

"Monster,"

The whip just now really made Boluhun feel as if he was being crushed into minced meat by a mountain.

At that moment, his bones were groaning, his muscles were weeping, and his blood was trembling. Boluhun had no doubt that if Shabolue had pleaded a little later and Lu Shang had used a little more force, what would have been his fate? Broken bones and broken tendons would have been the least of his worries.

"Bo Ri Techi, I am willing to hold the stirrup of your horse and serve you in your tent."

Bortiqi, who was a little angry at Lu Shang's arrogant words, immediately knelt on one knee and saluted Lu Shang after seeing Lu Shang defeat Boluhun, the top master of the Turkic people, with a crushing force.

This is not from the heart, but as Boluhun said, the strong will only be conquered by the stronger.

Boritichi was a fierce general under Shabolue, second only to Boluhun, and had a very high prestige among the Turks. His kneeling immediately triggered a chain reaction. In addition to Chu Luohou, many important officials around Shabolue also knelt on one knee and swore to serve the Sui general Lu Shang.

"General, you will win! General, you will win! General, you will win!!"

When the Turkic soldiers around the Golden Horde saw that Boluhun, Bortechi, and even a number of important officials of the Golden Horde were willing to serve Lu Shang, they all put down their weapons, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison.

The Turks worship the strong and believe in the law of the jungle. They value death in battle and despise death in illness, and regard war as a part of their daily life. They come like a shot arrow and leave like a broken string, with strong bows and powerful horses, and are swift and agile.

For most Turks, they did not care whether they were commanded by Hu people or Han people. What they really cared about was who could lead them to be invincible on the battlefield, plunder more wealth and land, and gain higher glory and status.

Lu Shang impressed everyone with his unparalleled martial arts skills. In their hearts, Lu Shang was the strong man who could lead them to seize all this.

Shabolue stood aside and saw that Lu Shang had established his prestige and won the support of the soldiers, and his face showed joy.

"Lü Shang is truly remarkable. With him as my commander, it's still unclear who will win, old villain Datou."

After seeing Lu Shang's ability, Shabolue felt relieved.

Lu Shang looked around at the Turkic soldiers who were shouting "Long live the general". From that moment on, Lu Shang's position in the Turkic tent was already solid. He held the golden wolf head banner and commanded 50,000 tents.

"Everyone, please get up!"

Lu Shang shouted, raising his arms, "Since you have shown me your kindness and willingness to obey my orders, I will certainly live up to your trust. From this day forward, we will live and die together. With these fifty thousand tents, we will crush Datou."

Everyone responded with a roar, and the sound shook the tent.

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Holding the golden wolf-head banner, Lu Shang returned to his camp with Boluhun, Boritechi and others. He sat cross-legged and said to everyone, "Tell me, how should we surprise attack Datou?" Sixty thousand against six hundred thousand. Although Lu Shang said in front of Shabolue that a small number of soldiers has its own way of fighting, but now that he was back in the tent, he knew in his heart that this was by no means an easy task.

The disparity in military strength between the two sides was enormous. With an army of 600,000 at his disposal, Lu Shang had no choice but to personally lead his brave soldiers in a surprise attack on the enemy, using brute force to behead and capture the king.

The key to decapitation lies in how to deliver a fatal blow. If Da's head can be chopped off in front of the battle, the 600,000-strong army will collapse without a fight.

"General, do you want to march lightly and attack the Tou Ya camp?"

Boritichi was different from a pure reckless man like Boluhun. As soon as he heard Lu Shang's words, he knew what Lu Shang was planning.

Boritechi frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes. He continued, "Datou is a shrewd and calculating man. His tent must be heavily guarded, and the surrounding troops are well-organized. If we go lightly, we'll be discovered and surrounded, which would be very dangerous."

"Besides, there must be a witch cult expert in the Datouya tent. If we act rashly, we may not end up in trouble."

Boluhun stroked the one-legged bronze figure in his hand and said in a muffled voice, "What's there to be afraid of? The general is brave. We will follow him and kill him seven times. Even if Datou has thousands of troops, what can he do to me?"

After personally experiencing Lu Shang's terrifying strength, Boluhun did not think that Datou's soldiers could stop a monster like Lu Shang.

Lu Shang held the whip and Boluhun held the spear. Not to mention a few witchcraft masters, he dared to charge even if he was facing an army of 600,000 alone.

For powerful men like Lu Shang and Boluhun who possess incredible powers, unless they set up a formation, even thousands of troops would be unable to stop them.

Looking at Boluhun, who had just suffered a setback but still maintained his fighting spirit, Lu Shang said in a deep voice, "Your courage is commendable, but we can't rely on mere valor. Since Datou commands an army of 600,000, he's definitely no ordinary man. Those masters of the Wu Cult should not be underestimated. We must come up with a comprehensive plan."

As he spoke, Lu Shang looked thoughtfully at the one-legged bronze man in Boluhun's hand.

This one-legged bronze figure was quite remarkable. Its head had clearly been cracked by Lü Shang's steel whip, but after being rubbed by Boluhun, the cracks on its neck had seemingly healed without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, Lü Shang stared at the one-legged bronze figure whose cracks had quietly healed, and asked, "Boluhun, what is the origin of this one-legged bronze figure?"

Boluhun replied in a deep voice: "General, this is the weapon my master gave me."

"It is said that this was passed down from Shu Lianghe, a powerful general of the State of Lu during the Spring and Autumn Period. My master said that this bronze figure has spirituality and is a treasure. If combined with our martial arts, it can cultivate a body of iron and steel, making it immortal."

"immortal?"

Lu Shang was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"It is the immortal body,"

Seeing that Lü Shang seemed unconvinced, Boluhun said seriously, "If Shu Lianghe, the first owner of the one-legged bronze man, had not been made of bronze and iron, and had not been immortal, how could he have escaped unscathed after lifting the gate of Liyang City?"

In the tenth year of the reign of Duke Xiang of Lu, the coalition forces of the twelve states of Jin, Lu, Song and Wei attacked the city of Liyang. Shu Lianghe led the warriors of Lu into the city. The defenders of Liyang suddenly lowered the gates, intending to trap and kill Shu Lianghe and his men. It was Shu Lianghe who held up the falling gates with both hands, buying time for the warriors of Lu to retreat, and then he himself escaped safely.

(End of this chapter)