Let you rebel, you build the Immortal Kingdom of Longevity?

Chapter 2: To deal with the enemy, we must eradicate it

Xia Hao was shocked and asked quickly: "Uncle Zhang, what happened?"

A middle-aged soldier named Zhang San was originally a butcher in the countryside.

Later, he followed Xia Wuwei to raise troops.

In Xia Hao's memory, there is an impression that his fights were extraordinarily brave, and he was in the eighth-rank "skin grinding" state.

"Young master, in order to find good wood to make a coffin, the black lame man entered the city to search Wu's house, but he didn't know that the other party had already planned and ambushed more than ten servants. Under the chaos of knives, the black lame man and several brothers had already been killed. It's..."

"After Brother Xia passed away, the other two major families in the city, the Wei family and the Zhou family, also mobilized their hidden forces, and the three families came out... They have bows and crossbows, and there are six eighth-rank warriors sitting in the town. The brothers are struggling. resistance."

"Young master, what to do now is waiting for your decision."

Hearing this sad news, Xia Hao was shocked.

If this situation is not handled properly, the rebel army will be wiped out.

Whether to fight or retreat, he needs to make a decision.

"By the way, the city gate, is the city gate still in our hands?" Xia Hao asked hastily.

If the gates of Yuzhong City are still under control, then you can retreat freely.

"The gate of the city is still in our hands for the time being, but there was an enemy sneak attack, and the brothers have already repelled it." Zhang San replied.

"Lead the way, I will go to the battlefield with you!"

Xia Hao made up his mind.

Yuzhong City cannot be easily given up.

Immediately picked up a broad-handled steel knife, put on the armor, and looked coldly.

"Young master, you must be careful. The opponent has six eighth-rank warriors sitting in the fortress, and their strength is strong." Zhang San reminded worriedly.

Among the eight hundred rebels, apart from Xia Hao, there are currently only four eighth-rank warriors.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm sure!"

Xia Hao came to the courtyard of the city lord's mansion, jumped up, and rode on a brown war horse.

The entire rebel army, after capturing Yuzhong County, only got 32 horses, all of which were distributed to the rebel soldiers by Xia Wuwei.

Because of his bravery in fighting and his outstanding military exploits, he also got a good horse.

Zhang San also rode a horse, galloping quickly, leading the way.

Two people in front of each other,
After a while, they came to the battlefield where the rebels fought against the big clans in the city.

Yuzhong Street is ten feet wide and one hundred feet long.

The two sides fought, and the dry road was stained red with blood, and people kept falling.

There are not only rebel soldiers, but also members of the three major families.

Although the rebel army has more than 800 people, they need to guard the city gates, guard the treasury, guard the granary, etc.

There is not much advantage in numbers, and there are only about 400 people fighting the enemy.

The other side had six eighth-level warriors and well-equipped equipment, and the rebel army was retreating steadily.

"The leader is here, brothers, kill, kill these great families."

Seeing Xia Hao's arrival, the rebel army looked excited, roared, and their morale was greatly shaken.

Xia Hao's strength was second only to Xia Wuwei among the Eight Hundred Rebels.

He fought bravely and achieved outstanding results, so he was naturally respected by the rebel soldiers.

If Xia Hao joins, he will definitely not be so passive.

Looking at the tragic battlefield, Xia Hao was shocked and a little afraid. This is not the picture in the movies and TV shows in his previous life.

He saw with his own eyes that the head of a rebel army was hacked off by the enemy with a wild laugh, blood spattered, and his life was as worthless...

"This is troubled times, this is war, in order to survive, I have no choice!"

Xia Hao whispered to himself, his gaze gradually firmed up.

The instinct of his body made him get off his horse, hold a saber, and rush towards the battlefield.

Seeing Xia Hao join the battlefield, the morale of the rebel army became even more boiling.

Screaming crazily, fearlessly waving the weapons in his hands to kill the enemy...

A burly tribesman from the other side appeared in front of Xia Hao, holding a spear and stabbing Xia Hao.

At that moment, Xia Hao seemed to see the ferocious and resentful eyes on the opponent's face, and wanted to kill him.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Xia Hao was full of fighting spirit, and a spear brushed across his chest on one side of his body.

He caught the gap, and with the saber in his hand, he slashed vigorously, swift as the wind, with tremendous body strength, and directly cut the opponent's waist horizontally, splitting his body in two.

Blood splashed everywhere, dripping on Xia Hao's face and leather armor.

With a sword head, the rebels cheered.

"Is this what killing people feels like? It's not that scary."

It was Xia Hao's first time to kill someone, but he didn't know if he was affected by the memory of his original body, it didn't feel that special.

"When you live in troubled times, you either kill me or I kill you. What can you do?"

"Then just kill it, I just want to live!"

The smell of blood made the murderous intent in Xia Hao's heart even hotter.

He walked like flying, directly charged into the crowd, wielding a broad-handled war knife, every time the knife fell, an enemy died.

Reaching the seventh-rank "Training Tendon" realm, let Xia Hao's strength form a crushing situation against other people in the battlefield.

The two sides, which were already evenly matched, immediately formed a one-sided situation as Xia Hao, the tiger, came out of the cage.

"The young master is mighty, kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Brothers, kill these beasts and avenge the general!"

Scar Man, Zhang San and other eighth-rank rebel fighters,
Seeing that Xia Hao is so brave, it's like entering the land of no one, there is no one enemy, not inferior to Xia Wuwei.

Immediately, morale soared, and the sound of fighting resounded through Yuzhong City.

Among the three major family camps, an armored young man noticed the changes on the battlefield, casually shot a rebel soldier through the chest, and shouted:
"That's Xia Wuwei's son, Fifth Uncle, let me meet him!"

As he said that, he moved towards Xia Hao's position and killed him.

Xia Hao also noticed the other party,
His armor is particularly conspicuous. In this era, there are very few people who can wear armor.

"It's a good time to try the strength of the "Yijin" realm."

Xia Hao, with murderous intent and waving his sword, also came forward.

After reaching the seventh level of "Yi Jin", the meridians throughout the body are strong and strong, and the body is extremely flexible, which can form an overwhelming advantage against the eighth level of "skin grinding".

As soon as the spear and sword came into contact with each other, the young man's face changed, his hands and feet went numb, and he said with a shocked expression:

"You are the seventh rank, this is impossible."

Xia Hao sneered and said nothing, turned his body sideways, held the opponent's spear, and then swung the knife suddenly, swiftly and violently, directly across the opponent's neck, which was the weak point of the armor's defense.

boom,
The light of the knife slashed across, blood spattered, the head was thrown up, and the opponent fell heavily.

"First!"

Xia Hao murmured to himself, and then killed other eighth-rank warriors.

Soon, there was a defeat on the side of the big clan in the city.

……

In the secret basement of the Wu family, Wu Fei, the heads of the Wu family, the heads of the Zhou family, and the heads of the Wei family all looked anxiously, waiting for the outcome of the battle.

"Xia Wuwei is dead, without him, a seventh-rank martial artist, these eight hundred rebels will definitely not be able to stop our three major families from joining forces...

After defeating the rebels, Xia Wuwei's body must be broken into thousands of pieces to pay homage to the elders of the clan. "

"The Xia bandits ransacked the entire city and suppressed the people with blood. The rebels have acted like this. This will be their retribution, blood debts!"

"Let's find out, what's the result of the battle?"

"Xia Wuwei's death, our sudden attack, will definitely catch the rebels by surprise. Each of our three families has two eighth-rank warriors sitting in the town, so it is not difficult to defeat the rebels."

While Wu Feizheng was asking, a tribesman came in in a hurry, looking flustered:
"Patriarch, something is wrong. A murderer appeared in the rebel army. The young master, the seventh master, etc. have all been killed by the other party... Our three families are rapidly being defeated."

"What, how is this possible? The seventh brother and Ming Guang are both eighth-rank warriors with armor on their bodies. There are also eighth-rank warriors from Zhou and Wei. How could someone in the rebel army kill him?"

Wu Fei and the others turned pale with shock. When the rebel army entered the city, the reason why they hid their main force was because they were afraid of Xia Wuwei's seventh-rank strength.

After confirming that Xia Wuwei was dead, he immediately launched a counterattack without any hesitation.

"Patriarch, that murderous man is suspected to be Xia Wuwei's son, he may have stepped into the seventh-rank "Tendon Changing" realm, his strength is ferocious, not weaker than Xia Wuwei." The man replied anxiously.

"Seventh rank, and seventh rank again, could it be that the sky is going to kill us?" Wu Fei roared in pain, with a grim look on his face.

A seventh-level warrior is enough to determine the outcome of this battle.

"Send the order, shrink back immediately, retreat around the secret room, and use the bows and crossbows arranged to defend. If the rebels dare to attack, they will definitely let him follow in Xia Wuwei's footsteps."

……

On the battlefield, Xia Hao killed the rise, his whole body was stained with blood, it was the blood of the enemy.

"The seventh rank is really crushing against the eighth rank, whether it is strength or flexibility."

After finishing another difficult eighth-rank enemy with one blow, Xia Hao was about to continue killing, but found that there was no enemy in front of him.

Only a few dozen people retreated towards a building.

The man with the scar, Zhang San and others were covered in blood, looked at Xia Hao with respect and fear, and asked, "Young master, have you already broken through to the seventh-rank realm?"

Xia Hao nodded: "Lucky breakthrough!"

"Great, young master, you have finally broken through to the seventh rank. Brother Xia must be very pleased to know about it." Several people sighed and were happy.

Before, their respect for Xia Hao was only due to Xia Wuwei's kindness.

But at this time, after experiencing this battle and seeing Xia Hao's invincibility, he felt awe from the bottom of his heart.

A younger and braver Xia Wuwei.

"I didn't expect that the Wu, Wei, and Zhou families in the city were secretly hiding such a powerful force. If it weren't for the young master, you broke through to the seventh-rank realm, and you were brave and invincible, and the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Young master, do you want to continue to kill and wipe out the three major families?"

Xia Hao looked at the rebel soldiers gathered around him, all waiting for his decision.

"Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates. Naturally, we must continue to kill!"

"However, they are hiding in the dark, and they have bows and crossbows in their hands. If they attack by force, we will definitely suffer heavy losses."

"In order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, I decided not to attack them, but to wait for them and come out to kill them one by one."

After Xia Hao finished speaking, he looked at the man with the scar and ordered:

"Uncle Li, you lead two hundred brothers to surround the secret room of the Wu family.

In addition, bring some dry firewood and kerosene...

Other brothers, go to deal with the other two families.

This time, be sure to search carefully, and don't miss any dead-end darkrooms.

No matter old or young, women and children, all will be killed without leaving any future troubles.I don't want to see this happen again. "

"Yes, young master!" The man with the scar replied in response.

The other rebels, led by Zhang San and others, also quickly acted according to Xia Hao's plan.

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(End of this chapter)