Dream of the Red Chamber: After being exiled, I went on a killing spree in Liaodong.

Li Tianyi's hammer snapped in two, his left arm fell to the ground at shoulder height, and a column of blood shot straight into the sky!

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

A sharp pain struck his brain like a thunderbolt, and he roared to the sky, his face filled with horror.

"My hand!! Where is my hand?!"

In that instant, a tremendous force surged into his body through the hammer handle, shattering his bones and severing his tendons. When he regained his senses, his entire arm was nowhere to be found!

"I can't die!!"

"I can't die yet—!!!"

The "Iron Man" who dared to brave mountains of knives and leap into seas of fire tasted fear for the first time.

He was scared! He was really scared!

The saintess is still waiting for him to marry her; their life of wealth and glory has only just begun. How could he possibly die on this desolate battlefield?!

"drive!!!"

He gritted his teeth and spurred his horse, fleeing with all his might towards the edge of the formation!

"He escaped? Li Tianyi is actually running for his life?!"

The core leaders of the White Lotus Sect were all dumbfounded.

Wu Gang's eyes widened in disbelief—the god of war who had once torn through heavy armor and charged into a ten-thousand-strong army without flinching had actually turned around and become a deserter?!

"call out--!"

A streak of cold light pierced through the air!

Jia Yi threw the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, its blade as sharp as a dragon piercing the earth, piercing through Li Tianyi's chest from behind and pinning him firmly to the ground!

"I'm not reconciled!!!"

The roar abruptly stopped, blood gushed out, the body twitched twice, and then fell completely still.

Upon seeing this, the rebel army immediately fell into turmoil.

"Jia Yi is out of weapons!!"

Hope ignited in everyone's eyes, and they charged forward like madmen!

Guns flashed like a forest, densely packed, aimed at that lone figure!

"Jingle bells!!!"

Sparks flew everywhere!

The spear struck his armor as if hitting a stubborn rock, shattering into pieces!

Jia Yi sneered, snatched a fine steel spear from the back of his hand, weighed it in his hand, and found it to be quite handy.

"Why did you hand him the gun?" someone roared.

"I didn't give it to him! He stole it—" Before the soldier could finish speaking, his head flew into the air!

Then everyone suddenly remembered—

They were facing the most terrifying killing god on the battlefield!

But by the time they realized this, it was too late.

The last thing I saw was my own headless body, spewing hot blood as it crashed to the ground.

Jia Yi plunged his spear into the earth, picked up his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and stood proudly amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, his voice resounding through the heavens:

"Those who surrender—will be spared death!!!"

He knew in his heart that most of these rebels were starving people who were just trying to survive by eating a meal.

He was unwilling to exterminate them all.

"Those who surrender will be spared!!!"

"Those who surrender will be spared!!!"

The soldiers of the Loyal and Brave Camp shouted in unison, their voices rising like a tidal wave and soaring into the sky!

Wu Gang and the others let out a cold laugh.

"Jia Yi, you probably don't know why our White Lotus Sect has been able to run rampant in the Great Qian Dynasty for over a decade, do you?"

They never relied on force, but on two words—

Deceitful.

Brainwashed believers are more difficult to deal with than mad dogs; you can't pull them back even if you try.

"Kill!! Leave no one alive!!" The rebels roared as they continued their charge, fearless of death.

Jia Yi's eyes turned cold.

"Since you insist on dying—"

"Then I will grant your wish."

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade was swung up once more, blood rained down, and severed limbs danced wildly!

Every strike takes a life!

"Charge! Target—Wu Gang!!"

Wu Sheng also seized the opportunity and led the Mo Dao team to advance like a wall, heading straight for the enemy's central command!

"Stop them!! Stop them now!!"

Wu Gang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly mobilized troops to intercept them.

Fill it with human lives!

Pile up corpses!

The advance of the Mo Dao team was abruptly halted, and blood splattered three feet away.

But on Jia Yi's side—

Number of people? They're just casualties.

meters!

Fifty meters!

Ten meters!

He was like a god of war descending to earth, leaving a trail of blood wherever he went!

Wu Gang and his men were terrified. They mounted their horses and fled in panic!

A second's delay means certain death!

Can--

How could Jia Yi let them escape?!

He casually picked up a rebel soldier and swung him around like a sandbag!

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

Then, an unlucky guy fell to the ground.

"Damn it, forget about him, let's get out of here!"

Wu Gang watched helplessly as the core member who had been hit collapsed to the ground. His heart skipped a beat, and he secretly rejoiced—thankfully, it wasn't me!

Before the thought could even take hold, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his back! The excruciating pain felt like a knife slashing his forehead, his vision blurred, and he was sent flying like a rag doll.

"Hold!"

He only managed to utter half of his curse before his consciousness completely vanished.

In no time, all the remaining key players on the field were accurately "called out" by Jia Yi, and none of them escaped.

"The bandit leader has been beheaded! Why don't you kneel and surrender?!"

Jia Yi stood atop the pile of corpses, knife in hand, his voice booming like thunder.

When everyone turned around, they saw that the leader who had been promising them grand plans for half his life was now lying sprawled out in a pool of blood, face down, foaming at the mouth, looking like a dead dog whose tendons had been pulled out.

The dream is shattered.

My heart has grown cold.

The knife has fallen.

With a loud crash, the sound of weapons hitting the ground echoed throughout the arena, like a torrential downpour pounding on a tin roof.

On the city wall, the guards, whose nerves had been stretched to the limit, finally relaxed.

"Quickly! Go and report the news—the Qin state has successfully quelled the rebellion!!"

A soldier leaped onto his horse, yanked on the reins, and the warhorse neighed as it galloped towards the government office, shouting at the top of its lungs, "The Duke of Qin has utterly defeated 500,000 rebels!! Jinling is saved!!"

The streets and alleys, which were originally as closed as tombs, came alive in an instant.

Every household opened their windows and doors, peering out as if they couldn't believe that this nightmare had actually come to an end.

"What? The rebels have been driven back?"

"You're not lying, are you? Didn't you say there were 500,000 troops besieging the city?"

"The Duke of Qin is back! The court has won! We've survived!!"

The fear and despair that had been suppressed for days collapsed at this moment.

The massive boulder that had been pressing down on Nanjing, making it hard for people to breathe, was kicked into the Yangtze River by Jia Yi.

The inner courtyard of the Xue family.

"Madam! Miss! This is wonderful news!"

The steward stumbled in, having lost a shoe in the process, his face flushed. "The Duke of Qin has returned in triumph! The rebels have all been wiped out! Our young master is safe!"

Aunt Xue clasped her hands together, and tears streamed down her face: "Heaven has eyes, please protect my son and keep him safe..."

Xue Baochai's eyes flashed, and a burning light ignited in them.

The Loyal and Brave Camp had only 100,000 soldiers, while their enemy was a rabble of 500,000.

But Jia Yi fought his way through the enemy lines, beheaded his enemies, seized their flag, and utterly terrified them.

Looking across the entire Great Qian Dynasty, who can compare to this person?

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and a ripple quietly stirred in her heart: If I could marry such a hero in this life... wouldn't that be the greatest fortune of three lifetimes?

Before the battlefield outside the city was cleared, the Imperial Guards had already quietly appeared.

"Lord Duke, the matter has been investigated thoroughly."

A black-robed captain handed over a secret report: "The reason why the White Lotus Sect was able to gather so many people this time is because the salt merchants of Yangzhou are funding it."

Jia Yi took the evidence, his gaze sweeping over the rows of names, his face suddenly darkening.

"What are they trying to do?"

"Feeling your head is too stable and want a different way of life?"

The captain replied in a deep voice, "It's for Lord Lin."