The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

"Lord, please forgive me!"

The soldiers who were close to it collapsed on the spot.

Some people even knelt down to pray on the spot.

"Damn it!"

"What the hell is he!?"

The Plantagenet Regent behind him was dizzy.

"Where's the artillery?"

"The artillery hasn't been installed yet!?"

"The Regent," the artillery captain whined. "He's running too fast."

“It’s totally wrong!”

In full view of the crowd, Shu Yichao rushed around, performing aerial acrobatics and magical tricks wherever he went.

"No need to be so accurate!" The Plantagenet Regent's eyes were bloodshot.

“A rough range will do!”

"But, Prince Regent," the artillery captain widened his eyes in disbelief. "Those nearby are all our own people..."

"Fire when I tell you to!"

The Plantagenet Regent stared at him like a wolf that had been hungry for days and nights.

"What, are you going to question my orders!?"

The artillery captain gritted his teeth and said, "Prepare to fire!"

A moment later, cannons and crossbows one after another were roughly aimed in the direction of Shu Yichao.

"emission!"

They didn't care about so much anymore. Letting such a monster break into their army was like letting a tiger run into a wooden house full of lambs that hadn't opened their eyes yet.

With every passing second, who knows how many people will be torn to pieces!

"boom!"

Artillery fire roared, the earth shook, smoke filled the air, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and wailing was heard everywhere - countless soldiers died tragically under the command of their commander.

But the Plantagenet Regent didn't care about that.

He only cares about one thing -

Holding your breath, you look at the battlefield shrouded in smoke.

The Whip of God...

do you died?

By the way, why should I care whether he is dead or not?

Just as the Plantagenet Regent was nervously watching the smoke, an idea suddenly illuminated his heart like a bright light -

As long as I shout, the Whip of God is dead.

Who would care if he was really dead?

Anyway, I can’t see clearly now!

So he immediately shouted hurriedly to the guards around him.

"Shout quickly, and say that the Scourge of God is dead!"

"Ah?" The person who was called hadn't figured it out yet.

"But this hasn't been confirmed yet, has it?"

"Just shout when I tell you to!"

At the order of the Plantagenet Regent.

The soldiers began to chant, "The Scourge of God is dead!"

"God's Whip is dead!"

Such shouts quickly spread throughout the entire position.

Some soldiers were at a loss, some were in disbelief, some were shouting enthusiastically, and some were so excited that tears filled their eyes and they knelt down to kiss their holy objects.

"We won!"

"Lord, we won!"

The coalition forces cheered.

Steady!

The Plantagenet Regent shook his fist.

The commander was killed, and the Khitan soldiers were bound to collapse.

After all, it was thick with smoke and they couldn't see the bloody double-headed eagle flag.

By then, if the coalition forces launch another round of pursuit, even if the Whip of God is not dead, he will be dead for sure.

Chapter 96 - A Break

However, it was not what the Plantagenet Regent thought.

The scene he imagined, where the Iron Buddha army's morale was shaken and even collapsed, did not occur.

The Iron Pagoda's steps did not stop, they continued to charge forward resolutely.

Because the coalition forces were busy celebrating, they faced less obstruction.

"Uh..." The Plantagenet Regent couldn't believe the scene before him.

"Why aren't they scared!?"

“Why don’t you waver!?”

Soon, someone answered.

Not with words, but with spears.

"Shh-"

A spear stretched out, like a black thunderbolt, striking the center of the celebrating coalition forces.

Blood splattered, flesh and bones shattered—

A whole row of soldiers fell to the ground without a sound.

In an instant, the battlefield became quiet.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and blood-red armored cavalry marched out.

The coalition's artillery fire just now didn't hit him directly at all.

Shu Yichao didn't know what these guys were cheering for.

"Bang!" A crossbow came flying, and Shu Yichao took out his scimitar and split it into two pieces with a snap.

Then he urged his horse on and turned it into a rampaging steamroller again.

"Struggle in the abyss of blood and darkness!"

Seeing Shu Yichao charging forward again, the morale of the coalition forces was greatly shocked.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Devil!"

"The Whip of God has resurrected!"

"We can't kill him!"

"We are going against the will of the Lord!"

In an instant, the coalition forces were in chaos!

"What is that guy doing!?" The Grand Duke of Milan, who was commanding the Milanese army, suddenly felt dizzy.

He could understand that the Plantagenet Regent wanted to undermine the morale of the Khitans.

But the problem is that instead of hitting the morale of the Khitans, it hit the morale of our own side.

"Bang!" At this moment, the Iron Pagodas also arrived. They followed the route opened up by Shu Yichao, ignored the battle formation formed by the coalition forces, and crushed the people.

In an instant, people and horses were thrown to the ground, and an allied phalanx was directly defeated.

"Swoosh-thump!"

A crossbow flew over and hit an Iron Pagoda, who fell off his horse with a bang.

"Good!" Several coalition soldiers celebrated by high-fiving each other.

Then the next moment, in their dull gaze, Tiefutu climbed up and continued to smash the iron bone flower at the frightened coalition soldiers on the side.

Are these people unkillable?!

The coalition soldiers fell into despair.

Obviously, they don't understand what the excellent game mechanics of Alien War are.

"I can't stand it anymore!"

"I can't hold on any longer!" The Iron Pagoda, which had crushed a square formation, quickly came to Shu Yichao and formed a terrifying bone-crushing hammer with him.

Wherever the hammer hit, the phalanx would shatter!

Moreover, Shu Yichao particularly likes to attack places with command flags, find out the opposing generals and eliminate them.

Suddenly, dukes, earls, viscounts...

It evaporates like dew under the scorching sun.

It also seems like the crops in the field, being harvested one after another.

Even Milan, famous for its elite infantry, was defeated by them.

The coalition soldiers shouted and roared in despair.

Swords, bows, axes, and hammers were thrown at the steel puppets desperately, but none of them could penetrate the armor of the opponents.

Even if an Iron Pagoda accidentally took fatal damage, because the horse's health would be deducted first—

They could also stand up again and fight as heavy infantry.

But in the eyes of the coalition soldiers, the Iron Pagoda is invincible.

Finally, the coalition collapsed.

"Run away!"

“That’s the Lord’s judgment!”

"The scourge of God is sent down by the Lord to punish us sinners!"

The collapse of the front army led to the collapse of the rear army, and the disintegration of the central army led to the disintegration of the two wings - the 60,000-strong army that was cobbled together turned into tens of thousands of headless flies in the blink of an eye.

They dropped their weapons and armor, shouted in despair, and fled aimlessly.

The supervision team ignored them.

Because they were running too—

I just regret that my parents didn’t give me two more legs.

"Why is this happening?" The Grand Duke of Milan looked on in despair as the tens of thousands of troops that had seemed so majestic before the war collapsed like old houses under the soaking rain.

"God's Whip, it really is God's Whip!"

The Duke of Milan wept bitterly.

More than 2,000 men against more than 60,000. In less than half a day, the 60,000-man army collapsed.

How else can this be explained except by the Lord’s will?