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

"Rest assured, Master, we all understand the importance of this matter."

"There are no idiots here."

"Anyone who dares to hold back will be the first to object!"

The group exchanged glances, a palpable tension emanating from them. Was they really going to slack off at a time like this?

That's just asking for death.

The messenger arrived at the front of the Vietnamese army and clasped his hands in greeting:

"Your Majesty, the Grand Master has ordered your army to launch an attack from the left flank."

"it is good."

The King of Yue nodded in agreement, then smiled wryly:

"Please tell the Grand Master—we Yue people are short and have short legs, so we run slowly. Please don't take offense."

He still has that same pathetic, utterly humble demeanor.

The messenger glanced around at the Vietnamese soldiers; they were indeed generally short, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Once he was out of sight, the Vietnamese generals erupted in chaos.

"Why does this idiot look at me like that?!"

"The White Lotus Cult is a bunch of mad dogs, just wait to die! They'd better be slaughtered by Jia Yi until they're pissing their pants!"

"Shut up."

The King of Yue raised his hand to stop him, his expression calm.

"Why bother arguing with idiots? Remember our goal—Thor the Warrior."

"The White Lotus Sect...will be wiped out sooner or later."

The King of Yue had just witnessed Jia Yi single-handedly defeat the White Lotus Sect's 50,000-strong army.

Now everyone can see clearly—the White Lotus Sect is no match for them.

The contempt and disdain in the eyes of those believers?

Ha, the king simply ignored it.

Instead of wasting emotions on these ants, we should think about the bigger plan ahead—

Once we've mastered the method for training Thor the Warrior, how do we instill it into the bloodline of the Yue Kingdom?

His gaze swept over the Buddhist prayer beads on the wrists of his subordinate generals.

A flash of inspiration struck me.

Buddhism!

If you were to link Thor, the hero, with Buddhism...

Wouldn't those 100,000-plus monks in China go crazy?!

At that time, temples will become military camps, chanting sutras will become martial arts training, and monks will all become soldiers!

One hundred thousand Thunder God Monks Army...

Conquering all directions and expanding our territory is just around the corner!

He, the ruler of Yue, will surely become the first emperor in history!

"Hahaha!!!"

Before the maniacal laughter subsided, a bugle call suddenly sounded in the distance.

"Waaaaah—"

The White Lotus Cult army has moved.

The dark, armored troops advanced like a surging tide, step by step approaching Jia Yi's front line.

Seeing this, the King of Yue coldly ordered: "All troops, advance!"

Yu Puhe saw the Vietnamese army moving in the distance and felt relieved.

"After this battle is over, I will go to Yue to see the Holy Maiden."

"She is ultimately one of us."

"With the help of both inside and outside forces, swallowing up the Yue Kingdom will be as easy as turning one's hand."

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

Meanwhile, beneath the Yue Kingdom's palace...

In the cold stone chamber, the White Lotus Sect's holy maiden huddled amidst the blood and grime, no longer recognizable as human.

His lips were chapped, and he murmured, "Why...why haven't they come to save me yet?"

She can't hold on much longer.

But she didn't know that no one in the White Lotus Sect remembered this "married-out" saintess.

Everyone had only one thought on their mind—how to kill Jia Yi!

"Imperial Advisor, this woman is too stubborn!"

The executioner wiped away cold sweat, his voice trembling.

"Even a veteran of decades has never seen anything like this."

Hundreds of instruments of torture were used in turn, but they couldn't pry open a single word from her.

The once pure and ethereal saintess is now nothing but a bloody, mangled shell.

"waste!"

The Imperial Advisor gritted his teeth, staring at the afterimage on the ground, his anger surging.

He was about to kick her, but then stopped himself.

"snort!"

He turned around with a flick of his sleeve, raised his whisk, and said in a cold voice, "We can only hope that the King can dig out the Thunder God's Technique from the White Lotus Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, the underground palace fell silent once more.

On the battlefield, the killing intent was palpable.

The White Lotus Sect and the Yue Kingdom's armies had slowly advanced to within three hundred paces of Jia Yi's formation.

Jia Yi stood on the high platform, his gaze sharp as a knife, and slowly raised his right hand.

Niu Dahao stared intently at the hand gestures, his muscles tense.

Ballistae were poised to fire beside them, and musketeers quietly loaded their guns.

We're just waiting for that command—

Let them see what true destructive power is!

"Master, look, Jia Yi and his gang are terrified!"

"Yeah, standing still like a wooden stake!"

"In this battle, destiny belongs to Bai Lian!"

The crowd laughed and cheered, their confidence soaring.

Only Yu Puhe had a furrowed brow.

If it were any other general, Thaksin...

But that's Jia Yi!

Will his soldiers stand there dumbfounded?

No... it's too quiet.

Two hundred steps...

One hundred and fifty steps...

Niu Dahao's heart was pounding like a drum, and he almost roared out loud.

Just as his breath was about to stop—

Jia Yi's hand suddenly swung down!

"put!!!"

Niu Dahao didn't turn his head, his voice booming.

The saliva sprayed directly onto the back of the heads of the soldiers in the front row.

"Whoosh—!"

Niu Dahao roared, and the sound waves exploded.

The ballista unleashed its power with a deafening roar, and the rockets streaked across the sky like meteors, dragging fiery tails as they crashed into the enemy ranks!

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!!"

"boom--!!!"

Explosions erupted one after another in the ranks of the White Lotus army and the Vietnamese army, sending blood and flesh flying and limbs flying everywhere.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of gunpowder mixed with the acrid smell of blood. When the wind blew, Jia Yi could even smell the burnt smell of roasted meat—the kind that's overcooked.

"What...what is this thing?!"

"Did the Great Qian Dynasty just unleash a heavenly lightning bolt?!"

Yu Puhe and the other high-ranking members of the White Lotus Cult were dumbfounded, watching helplessly as their own formation was blasted open with shocking holes, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Even the Yue army, which had deliberately slowed down its pace, couldn't escape the rockets; the Yue king's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

I thought Thor was already a deadly weapon, but the weapons this army was using looked like they were stolen from heaven!

"Bang!!!"

Before he finished speaking, the muskets fired in unison!

A white mist rose in front of Jia Yijun, and in the next instant, a group of people in the White Lotus Sect formation fell down. No one could see what had happened.

"Run away—!"

One soldier suffered a complete mental breakdown, threw down his weapon, and ran away.

"puff!"

Before he could take two steps, a White Lotus sect member slashed him across the back of the neck, sending him sprawling to the ground.

"Those who retreat, die!"

The supervisory team's eyes were sharp as knives, scanning the entire area.

Everyone immediately fell silent, trembling with fear.

There's only one way out—charge forward!

Thus, the densely packed White Lotus Sect soldiers gritted their teeth and advanced, surging towards the Great Qian army formation like a tidal wave.

Gunshots and explosions rang out one after another, and the flames illuminated half the sky.

Just as the White Lotus Sect was about to collapse—

Two Thor warriors galloped wildly on their horses and charged into the Great Qian army!

"boom!"

A deafening explosion erupted, followed by billowing flames.

The morale of the White Lotus Sect army instantly rebounded, as if they had received a shot of adrenaline!

"kill--!!!"

The soldiers, their eyes bloodshot, charged into the enemy ranks like madmen!

"Musketeers, retreat!"

"White-Clad Soldiers—follow me and kill!"

Jia Yi brandished his spear, and his warhorse charged out like lightning!

One hundred thousand White-Spear Soldiers followed closely behind, their momentum unstoppable!

His goal was crystal clear—Thor warriors, leave no one alive!

Ordinary White Lotus soldiers were no match for him; only the few Thor warriors who self-destructed with gunpowder were a bit of a problem.

After all, a mortal body cannot withstand that level of explosion.

But Jia Yi refused to believe it and charged forward on horseback, specifically targeting the Thunder God Warriors for fierce attacks!

Slay them if you see one!