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

Before the guard could finish speaking, Xiong Ke suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, a maniacal laugh.

"Hahaha! I don't even need to invite them to their deaths!"

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled down.

Who does Jia Yi think he is? He's only been here a day, he's nobody!

This is a perfect opportunity to eliminate them and prevent future troubles!

"Pass down the order—assemble all departments! Jia Yi is plotting a rebellion; suppress him immediately!"

War drums thundered, banners fluttered, and Xiong Ke personally led his army on a swift march.

The guard was left standing there, dumbfounded, his face full of question marks.

Did I...did I say anything about a uproar?

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The battlefield was already littered with corpses.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the once mighty army of five thousand has dwindled to just over a thousand, their legs trembling like leaves.

The rest lay on the ground groaning in agony, their limbs broken, a truly gruesome sight.

The four commanders swallowed hard, their throats dry.

Is this even human?

How could one person take down five thousand elite soldiers without even a scratch on his body?

Judging by his attitude, even another five thousand wouldn't be enough to fill a tooth gap!

"Greetings, General Jia!!"

Led by the commander, the remaining soldiers knelt down in droves, their foreheads pressed to the ground, their voices trembling.

I'm convinced. Utterly convinced.

With this level of combat power, calling him a commander is an understatement; he should be called a war god!

"Bold Jia—"

Dust billowed in the distance as Xiong Ke rode his horse towards them. Before he could finish his roar, the sight before him made him abruptly pull on the reins, his pupils dilating in shock.

The ground was littered with wounded soldiers, and cries of anguish filled the air.

What kind of upheaval was this? It was clearly a one-sided, crushing massacre!

"What... what's going on?" Xiong Ke's mouth twitched.

"Looks like... a martial arts sparring match?" the adjutant muttered to himself.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's just sparring! Daily training!"

"General Jia is mighty! To fight five thousand men single-handedly, truly the courage of a fierce tiger!"

The generals behind him changed their tune one after another, nodding vigorously.

Xiong Ke stood there, his face turning pale and then flushed.

The army he brought to "suppress the rebellion" now looked at Jia Yi with eyes full of admiration...

Now, the show has gone wrong.

After all, even a fool who rebels wouldn't just carry a wooden stick without any weapons!

"What the hell is going on?"

Xiong Ke's gaze was sharp as a knife as he swept it over the four commanders.

The four men turned pale and had no choice but to grit their teeth and recount the terrifying scene from just moments ago.

"hiss--"

The accompanying generals and soldiers all gasped in shock, their teeth practically grinding from the cold.

One person can overpower five thousand people?

Is he the reincarnation of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, or the God of War descended to earth?

Xiong Ke froze on the spot, his chin almost hitting his foot.

The Rongguo Mansion actually wants to kill this monster? Have they lost their minds?

You're deliberately trying to provoke Jia Yi, who can single-handedly suppress five thousand soldiers? Are you tired of living? Don't drag me down with you!

"You four, thirty strokes of the military rod each, execute immediately!"

"The others... are quite badly injured, let them recover first."

With all five thousand men injured, further punishment would only invite trouble. Xiong Ke gritted his teeth, but had no choice but to give up.

He secretly glanced at Jia Yi standing in the distance, his heart pounding: If this kid isn't a 'fool,' his future achievements will probably even put the old Duke aside!

No, I need to figure out how to deal with this big shot in the future. I need to go back and think about it carefully.

"withdraw!"

They arrive with a thunderous roar, but leave faster than a rabbit.

"General Jia! What a coincidence!"

As soon as things calmed down, Wu Sheng came running over, all smiles.

"Oh? Commander Wu, you're here too?"

Jia Yi was somewhat surprised to run into an acquaintance here.

But the surviving soldiers around him all had fierce eyes, wishing they could stab him with knives.

If you knew Jia Yi all along, why didn't you say anything earlier? You made us get beaten up for nothing.

Wu Sheng didn't care about the looks from these fools and chuckled, "I only got transferred here from Zhen'an Fort thanks to the general."

"I see." Jia Yi nodded. "Then you've come at the right time. These people are in your care. Don't cause any trouble."

Although he is the commander-in-chief, it would be a real headache to have to worry about each and every one of them. It's much easier to hand them over to acquaintances.

"Thank you for your guidance, General!" Wu Sheng grinned from ear to ear.

This isn't a transfer; it's a promotion in name only, a stepping stone in reality!

The remaining four commanders were filled with deep regret.

If I had just pretended to be dead and stayed out of it like Wu Sheng, I might be the one in favor now!

Jia Yi turned and walked towards the back of the camp, flicking his sleeve.

The five hundred assassins with the Mo Dao sword, a reward from the system, instantly materialized.

"Greetings, General!"

Five hundred towering figures knelt down with a thud, their armor clanging and gleaming coldly.

Each of them was over seven feet tall, clad in heavy armor, and wielded a long-handled saber over two zhang long, its blade radiating a murderous aura, resembling an army of Asuras crawling out of hell.

His murderous intent was so intense that an ordinary person would wet their pants at just one glance.

For the next month, Jia Yi led this terrifying army and personally trained the five thousand remnant soldiers.

He didn't expect them to become war gods; he only hoped they wouldn't hold him back on the battlefield.

When the news reached Xiong Ke's ears, he immediately slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"Damn it! What on earth is the Rongguo Mansion up to?"

"On one hand, they want me to get rid of Jia Yi, and on the other hand, they're giving him such an elite force?"

In his eyes, these five hundred Mo Dao soldiers were clearly private soldiers secretly supported by the Rongguo Mansion!

But in Liaodong, apart from his two hundred personal guards, who else could be fully armored?

Now look what's happened! Jia Yi single-handedly led out 500 fully armed heavy infantry? Who gave him the guts?

In the midst of his fury, a bodyguard stumbled and crawled into the house.

"General! Something terrible has happened!"

"The Later Jin army has dispatched 10,000 troops, heading straight for Zhen'an Fort!"

There's an old saying in Liaodong: "If the Later Jin has less than 10,000 men, they are invincible!"

Xiong Ke's pupils contracted, and then his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"The opportunity has arrived!"

A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Go and invite General Jia Yi, the guerrilla commander, over here."

That's right, he planned to use someone else to do his dirty work.

Sending Jia Yi to rescue Zhen'an Fort? Brilliant!

It's only right that we send you to the rescue, given where you came from. If you die on the battlefield—

You can only blame your bad luck.

When the news arrived, Jia Yi was completely bewildered.

Why did Xiong Ke summon me for no reason? What's he up to?

He frowned as he stepped into the General's Mansion.

"This humble general greets Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief."

"General Jia," Xiong Ke said solemnly, his tone heavy as if he were acting, "this time, we're counting on you."

"The Later Jin army numbers over ten thousand and is approaching Zhen'anbao. And you—are the hero who emerged from there."

"You are the most familiar with the local situation, so you are the only one who can do this rescue mission in Zhen'anbao."

Xiong Ke narrowed his eyes, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Go? If you take five thousand men on the road, you'll just be walking right into the jaws of the Later Jin cavalry—you won't even leave a bone fragment behind.

Not going? That would be disobeying military orders, and I could chop you up on the spot as a sacrifice to the flag!

"Thank you for your kind words, General."

Jia Yi clasped his hands in a fist salute, his expression calm, but a fire was already burning in his heart.

When others spoke of it, the golden light turned, as if they had witnessed a demon descending to earth.

But in his eyes, those were not enemy troops at all—they were living gods of wealth who could plunder merits even if they broke through the border and trod on mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

"Good! General Jia, set out immediately!"

Xiong Ke stared at that beaming smiling face, and his heart skipped a beat.

This idiot... is actually laughing?

He can actually laugh?!

Jia Yi turned and left, his cloak fluttering, his steps thunderous.

When the military order was issued, the Jin County camp was in an uproar.

Wu Sheng collapsed to the ground on the spot, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.