The military had its own rules and regulations, but the seventy thousand soldiers gathered by Song Guang were no elite force.
First, Song Guang was already dead, leaving the army without a leader. Second, the attack came suddenly, catching the camp completely off guard. Third, Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Sheng struck with thunderous force—killing the main general first, then picking off the deputy generals of each camp, shattering all the connections that held the army together.
As a result, the camp couldn't even organize a single decent counterattack. Instead, chaos erupted, and order became impossible to maintain.
When an army of seventy thousand descended into confusion, the front didn't know what was happening at the back, and the left had no idea what the right was doing. Countless voices shouted, but no one knew what to do or where to go!
They were like ants on a hot pan, scattered and disorganized, even bumping into each other.
At that moment, Chong Xuan Sheng's voice, amplified by Dao essence, rolled across the camp like thunder, ensuring everyone could hear it clearly.
"The Great Qi's heavenly army has arrived! Song Guang has been executed for his crimes!"
He strode through the air, corpses falling wherever he passed. His enormous frame added to the terrifying sight.
"All soldiers, drop your weapons and leave the camp now! I, Chong Xuan Sheng, swear on the Chong Xuan name and my honor as Deputy Commander of the Autumn Slaughter Army—I will not pursue your crimes of rebellion!"
Jiang Wang, using his Flame Meteor Escape technique, charged from one end of the camp to the other, leaving terror in his wake wherever he went.
Shaking the blood from his sword, he also cried out: "The Yang Lord is unjust, the Governor is immoral—they have lost the people's trust and provoked heavenly wrath! The heavenly army has come, and the Yang court is certain to fall. From now on, all Yang citizens will become Qi citizens. A mere plague, a trifling heresy—they will be crushed in the blink of an eye! Why don't you all go home and protect your families while waiting to see what happens?"
"Go home!" he shouted.
Actually, all the words before this last sentence were useless compared to it.
Going home was the softest hope in every conscript's heart.
Clang, clang, clang—weapons and armor immediately hit the ground.
The chaotic soldiers found direction and almost instantly scattered.
Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Sheng continued killing all who resisted while shouting their proclamations.
The constantly splashing blood gave weight to their words.
Looking down from high above, the sprawling, massive camp saw countless soldiers scatter and flee in all directions.
Abandoning weapons and armor, tearing down tents, pulling apart defensive stakes.
Like a mound of ants gathering together, hastily scattering when disaster struck.
The will to fight crumbled, and panic spread.
They scrambled over each other, each trying to run faster than the last.
Some soldiers even fell in their haste and were trampled to death!
In an army of seventy thousand, not everyone was a headless chicken, nor were they all cowards afraid of death. In fact, resistance within the camp had never stopped since Jiang Wang killed the first person.
Those who quickly organized battle formations were all killed first.
But for the brave ones—
If they couldn't form a formation, they charged forward alone.
Those who could fly took to the air.
Those who couldn't fly went against the fleeing crowd, leaping into battle.
Soldiers kept dying, and soldiers kept charging.
However, if the entire camp was like a great formation, then all its nodes had already been broken. These soldiers could only fight individually.
And whether it was Chong Xuan Sheng or Jiang Wang, both were absolute powerhouses at the Soaring Dragon realm level. Jiang Wang went without saying, but Chong Xuan Sheng, who had spent even longer tempering himself at the Soaring Dragon realm, was only stronger.
It could be said that in the entire Rizhao Commandery City, aside from the dead Rizhao Governor, no one could face them head-on.
With decisive means, they dismantled the camp. With overwhelming strength, they dominated the battlefield.
The will to fight couldn't overcome the vast difference in power.
Moreover, even when it came to fighting spirit, who could surpass Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Sheng?
This slaughter sent heads rolling.
The camp that stretched for miles collapsed overnight, with routed soldiers everywhere.
Facing this scene, one young general was filled with fury.
Boom!
He actually broke through on the spot, pushing open the Heaven and Earth Gate.
To push open the Heaven and Earth Gate at such a young age—he must have been a talent in his own right.
And to quickly suppress the chaotic flow of qi and master the Soaring Dragon realm only showed his exceptional gift.
In the air where power was gradually thinning, he rose into flight.
Above the countless fleeing and routed soldiers, he moved against the current, displaying his courage alone!
"Seventy thousand soldiers all lay down their arms—there isn't a single real man among them!"
His angry roar was enough to shame any fleeing soldier.
Wielding his battle saber, his momentum was both brave and fierce.
But in the very next moment—
Jiang Wang struck like a meteor chasing the moon, and with a single sword stroke, sent both him and his saber flying.
Then Chong Xuan Sheng's great hand reached out, pulling the general back from his backward flight.
Jiang Wang's sword sliced cleanly across, opening a clear, massive gash in his neck. Blood gushed like a fountain, and he died on the spot, fallingpowerlessly to the ground!
It wasn't that this person needed both of them to kill him—it was that both had struck at the same time to kill him!
A temporary cooperation, that was all.
A hero to them is an enemy to us.
The braver the enemy, the better it is to kill them early.
On the battlefield, there was no mutual respect or mercy. The more respect you had for an opponent, the more urgent it was to kill them.
Outside Rizhao Commandery City, the military camp had already collapsed. After this brave young general died so cleanly, the morale his charge had briefly sparked completely crumbled.
There was no chance of recovery.
...
When Xiang Qian and Shi Si finally arrived at the camp outside the city, killing as they went, all they saw was the empty camp and the armor scattered across the ground!
The great battle between Yang and Qi hadn't even officially begun, but the seventy thousand soldiers stationed in Rizhao Commandery had already been scattered by Chong Xuan Sheng and Jiang Wang working together.
The one-hundred-thousand-strong Autumn Slaughter Army now had no worries on its flank.
Chong Xuan Chu Liang could deploy his troops calmly, leave unfavorable terrain, and face Yang Jian De's army at Chiwei!
This great achievement could directly elevate Chong Xuan Sheng to general—if he was still serving in the Autumn Slaughter Army after the war.
...
"There isn't a single real man... Haha, haha!"
Chong Xuan Sheng laughed among the piles of corpses, but there was no mockery in his laughter.
"Jiang Wang!" he suddenly said. "If one day you and I are defeated, don't try to be some 'brave man.' Run as far away as you can!"
At that moment, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged on the roof of an intact military tent.
Although Chang Xiang Si remained unstained, he was carefully wiping his long sword.
"What's this all of a sudden?"
Chong Xuan Sheng squinted into the distance. "My father died on the battlefield because he was too proud to be a proper Chong Xuan man! I was very young then and always saw him as a great hero!"
"But as I grew up, why did I have fewer resources than others? Why was I not valued? Why was my household always financially strained? It was all because... he died!"
"Why was I so far behind Chong Xuan Zun? Even if he's a once-in-a-thousand-years genius, is Chong Xuan Sheng really that far behind him?"
"Why must I push so hard now, dragging you all on repeated adventures?"
"Because I've had no father since childhood!"
Jiang Wang fell silent.
Shi Si, of course, said nothing, just walked silently through the armor and corpses to stand behind Chong Xuan Sheng, guarding him.
Even Xiang Qian, who cared about nothing, couldn't help but feel moved.
For a moment, in the empty, abandoned camp, only the wind whistled through the flags!