r18novel Chapter 191 No enmity, the Golden Wolf invades the territory
Chapter 191 No enmity, the Golden Wolf invades the territory
Chapter 191 No enmity, the Golden Wolf invades the territory
Seeing him look over, the little girl glared at him fiercely and cursed:
"You villain! My family has no grudge against you, so why did you suddenly break into my house? Why did you kill my servants and guards and bring us all here?"
Beside him, a Blood Tide Army general leaned in and whispered, "Master, her name is Xie Yuanyuan, she once..."
Modi nodded and said:
"Yes, we really have no grudge against each other."
Then, he pointed to the ordinary people standing and watching at the door and asked, "Do they have a grudge against your family?"
Xie Yuanyuan glanced at the people gathered at the door and found their faces quite familiar. Although she couldn't recall their names, she figured they were all her family's tenant farmers, so she shook her head.
Modi sneered and asked again, "Since they have no grudge against your family, why do you exploit them? Why do you use all sorts of shady methods to ruin their families and force them to become your family's tenant farmers?"
"Do you know that this old man Zhang, because he refused to sell his fertile land, had his leg broken the very next day when one of your hired scoundrels showed up at your door?"
"And then there's this Widow Wang. Her husband was beaten to death in the street by your servants simply for offending one of your sons, leaving her a widow. But who knew that the young master would take a liking to her? If we hadn't arrived in time, she would have been subjected to the most humiliating treatment."
"These are just two examples. I have a freshly compiled list here. Would you like me to read it to you word by word?"
He sneered and waved the paper in his hand, which was covered with dense text.
Xie Yuanyuan stared at the list, her face turning deathly pale. Before she could speak, the red-robed Taoist continued:
"Oh right, I forgot to list all your sins. Xie Yuanyuan, during one of your outings, you assumed a vendor was going to take advantage of you because he glanced at you twice and because of his ugly appearance... This is the first time I've ever seen such a niche word arrangement."
"In short, you had your servants beat that vendor to death on the spot, tore apart a family of four, and caused a widow to commit suicide by drowning with her two children not long after. It seems you're no better than anyone else, so why are you pretending to be innocent?"
His words were like daggers, piercing Xie Yuanyuan's heart. She blushed and screamed hysterically.
"Stop talking! I did nothing wrong. The fault lies with that damned peasant. Who told him to be so ugly? Who told him to have such a sleazy demeanor? People like him shouldn't be alive!"
Behind Mo Di, the Blood Tide soldiers who heard these words couldn't help but change their expressions and glared angrily at Xie Yuanyuan.
The Blood God taught them not to judge a book by its cover, and as steadfast Blood God soldiers, they naturally demanded this of themselves.
Now that heretics are right in front of them, if it weren't for the fact that the cult leader was here, they would definitely rush up and execute the heretics.
"So what if I'm ugly? Did I eat your rice because I'm ugly? Besides..."
Modi glanced at her and said, "I think you're not much better looking than a ugly duckling, so why are you so confident?"
After saying that, he ignored Xie Yuanyuan's furious reaction and waved to the soldiers behind him.
"Take him down for a public trial, and decide whether to sentence him based on the crime he committed."
"Yes, ma'am."
The Blood Tide soldiers, who had been impatient for a long time, grinned maliciously. They first slapped her to stop her madness, then grabbed the iron chains binding them and dragged them to the place of public trial.
Ordinary people who had been oppressed by the Xie family rushed to the scene to recount the injustices and oppression they had suffered, and ultimately witnessed a large number of Xie family members being executed.
On this day, corpses hung from the city gates, and the ground at Caishikou was stained red with blood.
"Master, we have received a message from you. It seems Commander Du has something to discuss with you."
"Oh? Then let's connect."
As the alchemy instrument was connected, a blue projection appeared on the instrument, revealing Du Yuanping's face.
"Tell me, what's going on at the front?" Modi took a sip of coarse tea to moisten his throat.
"According to information gathered by our spies, the Golden Wolf Royal Court has driven the civilians of Jingzhou to the border between the two states, seemingly to carry out some kind of large-scale blood sacrifice to summon a vessel of the evil god in order to attack Chongzhou."
Du Yuanping's expression was serious as he asked, "Master, should we send troops ahead of schedule to rescue these civilians?"
"Tsk, those barbarians, why won't they give up the blood sacrifice?"
Modi narrowed his eyes, a hint of displeasure flashing through his mind.
Long ago, he sent some of his Blood God Sons to the three northern states to secretly assist the local resistance forces in stopping the Golden Wolf Royal Court's blood sacrifice.
They appear and disappear with the blood mist, hence the local people call these Blood God Children "Hidden Blood Immortals".
"To be honest, I'm very curious, what exactly are those evil gods of theirs? Could they be otherworldly beings like the Umbrella Corporation? Or some kind of native supernatural entity? No, this world shouldn't have the conditions to nurture supernatural entities..."
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Hearing Mo Di's mutterings, Du Yuanping knew that the cult leader's old habit had flared up again, and coughed twice as a reminder.
Modi snapped out of his reverie, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Send troops to rescue people. I'll also move Blackrock Fortress over there to see if their wolf riders can withstand the fortress's heavy artillery."
"Blackrock Fortress?"
Du Yuanping widened his eyes slightly. As a high-ranking official, he naturally knew what Dazeshan had been busy with.
I just didn't expect that the project would be completed so quickly.
As if sensing what he was thinking, Modi shook his head slightly.
"It's only a half-finished product; a considerable number of weapons haven't been installed yet, but it's usable. In any case, you should be careful. I suspect those civilians are a smokescreen."
"What do you mean?" Du Yuanping also considered this possibility. "Then why did you still decide to send troops?"
"It's not the ten thousand that's worrisome, it's the ten thousand that's worrisome. What if it's not? If we can save them, we will, anyway..."
Modi finished his tea in one gulp, calmly clenched his fist, and said, "With me here, they can't turn the world upside down."
On the border between Chong and Jing prefectures, within the blood mist, stands a command post that had only recently been erected.
Du Yuanping hung up the call, turned off the alchemy projector, and his expression gradually became serious.
In any case, the Golden Wolf Royal Court must have come prepared this time, and may have even dug a trap for them to fall into.
Sending troops to rescue people means that while protecting civilians, they will also be attacked by the Golden Wolf Royal Court.
Those civilians may not be just civilians; they may also be spies and soldiers of the Golden Wolf Royal Court, which means they may be attacked from both sides.
If the situation were any worse, they would probably lose even more people.
"The strength is still not enough."
Du Yuanping clenched his fist, his sharp, alchemical power claws snapping shut, the gleaming silver blades flashing with a cold light.
As one of the people closest to the Blood God, he received the most attention from the Blood God. The more he killed and fought, the stronger he became.
Although he has not yet achieved the unity of spirit and body, his physical strength has already reached the level of a grandmaster.
Killing ordinary grandmasters is no problem for him, and if he were to form a battle formation with a large army, he was confident that he could kill the Golden Wolf Khan Erden.
However, the strength was never enough.
He hated his own weakness and his inability to find a perfect solution in the impending war.
"Hopefully, this isn't the worst-case scenario."
With the helmet on, his face was enveloped in a mist of blood, like hot steam.
"Blood River Army, assemble!"
On the land of Jingzhou beyond the blood mist, an army is advancing towards the blood mist.
This army was strangely composed, including not only golden wolf soldiers, but also werewolves covered in black fur, lamas wielding ritual implements made of human bones, shamans smeared with paint, and civilians they commanded.
The elite Golden Wolf warriors, riding enormous black wolves, would occasionally lash out with their whips at the civilians being driven away, cursing, "Get out of here, you damned southerners, cowards!"
The civilians who were whipped only had a bloody welt on their bodies, and their faces were numb.
They seemed to know their fate and decided to accept it.
Behind the army, the Golden Wolf Khan Erden rode a golden wolf, gazing into the distance as if trying to see through the blood mist into the territory of Chongzhou.
Behind him was a huge sedan chair, carried by many people.
On the palanquin was a huge object covered by a cloth; its outline suggested it was a statue.
Such a huge statue moves incredibly slowly, even when carried by many people.
Every now and then, people would die from exhaustion and sunburn. At that time, the supervising officer would wave his whip and bring in some civilians from the front to take their place.
The bodies of the deceased would be left lying around on the roadside, or their parts would be cut off by passing lamas to make new ritual implements.
"Great Khan, we're almost at Chongzhou," a lama said as he approached Erden.
"I know, you don't need to remind me."
Erden remained expressionless, still staring at the blood mist.
Seeing this, the lama could only sigh helplessly and retreat to the side under the gloating gaze of the shaman beside him.
These lamas were not from the Golden Wolf Royal Court; they had only come to the side of the Golden Wolf Royal Court by chance, and were making ritual implements and performing secret rites for them.
As the saying goes, rivals are enemies, and this led to friction between them and the shamanic group of the Golden Wolf Royal Court, with neither side able to stand the other.
This time, they were the ones who played the main role.
The lamas valued this opportunity highly, hoping to use it to overwhelm the shaman.
"We have already summoned Mahakala, and we will definitely not fail this time." The lama looked at the huge statue behind the army, as if he had been given a shot of adrenaline, and was instantly filled with confidence.
Before Mahakala, the alchemical creations of paganism are nothing but whimsical tricks.
"Stop!" Erden suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but it carried throughout the entire army.
He stared intently at the blood mist ahead, feeling that he was getting closer to it much faster.
"Great Khan, what's wrong?" asked the lama beside him.
The Khan did not answer, nor did his eyes move. After several breaths, he roared:
"The fog... is moving, they're coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wall of blood mist moved much faster, crushing the ground and swallowing everything in its path, with the faint sound of ten thousand horses galloping within it.