Unlimited employment

Chapter 44【Sweep Away】

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The sound of arrows breaking through the air is like the god of death reaping lives.

Every arrow shot from the roofs of the houses on both sides of the street would cause a Wuhuan soldier to fall off his horse with a scream and die in the street.

Bending over and walking quickly on the roofs that are lined with one another, Chen Sheng, who drew his bow and shot arrows while dodging the rain of arrows, felt like he had turned into a ruthless killing machine.

Every time he draws the bow and shoots an arrow, his body trembles slightly, and every cell in his body cheers as if alive. The [killing instinct] of [Hu Ben] has dominated this body and armed his will.

Chen Sheng's skills have never been upgraded so quickly. As the killing progressed, the [Killing Instinct] experience on the panel increased rapidly at a rate of several points for each person killed.

After taking office as a [Tiger Guard], the murderous intent in his heart that could not be vented turned into a nameless fire in his mind, burning his reason while also causing his body to burst out with seemingly endless physical strength.

After discovering that the gate was blocked, the Wuhuan soldiers chose to fight with their backs to the gate in desperation.

He rode his horse to chase Chen Sheng from the east side of the street to the west side, and then from the south pond to the north wheat field, but Chen Sheng, who was familiar with the terrain, made him run around in circles and could not catch up with him.

Even if a skilled Wuhuan soldier abandoned his horse and climbed onto the roof, he would soon be shot to death by his elusive archery skills.

In just half an incense stick of time, Chen Sheng was only pierced by a few arrows that were blocked by his leather armor and did not penetrate deeply into his flesh, while this battle-hardened cavalry was killed by him, leaving only a few people.

Someone shouted "Run away!", and these Wuhuan soldiers, tortured by the fear that they might be shot at any time, abandoned their horses and fled into the alleys of the fort.

Chen Sheng had murderous intent in his heart, but he was as calm as ice during the battle.

He did not show up to chase after them out of complacency, but continued like an invisible ghost, shooting those who were fleeing to death from the back one by one.

When the last arrow left the bowstring, cracks had appeared on the wooden bow in his hand and the bowstring had become loose.

After a fierce battle, this bow has been scrapped.

Chen Sheng didn't care. He threw the broken bow away and pulled out a dagger from his waist. He started cutting the leather armor on his body and gouged out the arrowheads of several arrows that had only the shafts cut off but had not been pulled out in time.

After slowly treating his injuries, he saw a blacksmith shop on the side of the road, picked up a long-handled hammer, and slowly returned to the main road.

He looked at the adjutant who had stayed here and did not escape, waved his hand, and asked him to come forward and die.

"You are a brave warrior. Can you tell me your name?"

Chen Sheng didn't understand the nonsense, he just stood with one foot in front and one foot behind, tightly holding the hammer in his hand.

"You fired a crossbow more than fifty times in a row, got injured, and ran around on the roof for so long. Even if you are a master who has cultivated Qi and blood, how much physical strength do you have left?"

The adjutant ignored Chen Sheng's silence. He just drew out the fine iron sword from his waist, clamped his spurred boots hard, and the horse under his crotch galloped forward.

This is the Wuhuan people's specialty martial art. As a nation that grew up on horseback, most of them are good at using the wild posture of large creatures like horses when they are running wildly to intimidate their opponents.

If the opponent dodges, he will be met with a powerful blade enhanced by the horse's speed, and if he chooses to collide head-on, he will often end up with broken bones and tendons.

Therefore, charging on horseback has always been the best choice for the weak to defeat the strong.

Thumb thump—thump thump—

The horses' hooves rumbled and the horses galloped at lightning speed. The weight of the horses and the knights, which weighed nearly a thousand pounds, made the charging cavalry look like a heavy monster.

When the two sides were a few steps apart, Chen Sheng retreated in the face of the huge monster charging towards him.

He took a step to the right, revealing an obvious flaw.

"good chance!"

The adjutant was ecstatic. He used the horse's power to pull the sharp blade of his sword through the cold winter wind and slashed towards Chen Sheng's neck.

But in the perception of [Killing Instinct], he was too obvious a target to attack as he had been locked on the neck during the charge.

The long sword had just been raised to the height of Chen Sheng's neck when the iron hammer in Chen Sheng's hand was lifted diagonally from bottom to top and hit the blade of the long sword heavily.

The whole process was so smooth that it seemed as if the adjutant himself had put the knife under the hammer.

clang!
The blade broke, and the hammer struck the adjutant's armored chest. With a dull crack, the armor beneath the hammer, along with his sternum and internal organs, shattered, and even a large bulge formed on his back armor.

The adjutant was vomiting blood and was thrown off his horse. He rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

As there were no enemies in front of him, the murderous intent in Chen Sheng's heart finally disappeared.

He exhaled a long white breath, and felt an uncontrollable fatigue surging in his muscles and bones. The sequelae of excessive bow shooting made his entire back extremely sore, and the arrow wounds on his body were swollen.

But he didn't have time to care about these things now. He found a knife and chopped off the adjutant's head.

He then strode towards the main courtyard carrying the head, leaving behind only the corpses of the Wuhuan soldiers.

"Hey~"

The adjutant's horse slowly paced back along the main road, lowered its head and licked its master's fingers, but the headless man was obviously unable to respond to it.

……

When Chen Sheng returned to the main courtyard, the gate was already closed.

He wasn't surprised by this and just knocked on the door and shouted.

"It's me, Zhang Shou. I've killed all the Wuhuan people. Please open the door."

"It's my elder brother, it's my elder brother, open the door quickly..."

A childish voice suddenly sounded in the yard, but was quickly covered by someone's hand.

Someone still climbed up the wall with a ladder, and when he saw that he was the only one outside the yard carrying the head back, he stammered.

"Zhang Shou, I saw with my own eyes that you were pierced through by a spear, how come you didn't die?

Also, just now many people saw you killing Wuhuan soldiers in the main courtyard like butchering dogs. You didn’t have this ability before.

"You...you've been possessed by a ghost? Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Aunt Zhang, you watched me grow up. Do you think I look like a ghost now?"

As he spoke, Chen Sheng climbed up the wall a few steps and found that the fire in the yard had been extinguished. At this time, nearly a hundred panicked women and children were gathered together.

When they saw him, they were so frightened that they hid in their houses, except for one child who ran out crying.

"Brother, I thought you were dead!"

This is Zhang Shou’s younger brother Zhang Dong, who escaped the massacre by the Wuhuan people because he was young.

Seeing him, Chen Sheng felt a little relieved and asked, "Have you seen Zhang Gui?"

"Brother, I'm fine too.

I hid in the cellar next door, and the Wuhuan people didn't search it carefully, so I was able to escape.

I just saw you shooting those Wuhuan people with a bow and arrow. You were so impressive."

Chen Sheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw a teenager in his early teens running out from the corner of the alley not far away. It was his other younger brother Zhang Gui.

The three brothers depended on each other for survival and had no other close relatives. Seeing that the two of them were fine, Chen Sheng felt relieved.

After that, he turned his head to look at the women and children in the room, cleared his throat and spoke in a deep voice.

"I was hit by a spear earlier and was already seriously injured and dying..."

　Thanks to Yu Guangw for the 100 starting coins reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)