Peace Order
Chapter 556 - 35: Qilin’er of Jiangzhou, Known Throughout the Land

Chapter 556: Chapter 35: Qilin’er of Jiangzhou, Known Throughout the Land

The Sword Madman used the destruction of a major sect as his calling card, drawing attention from all corners of the world as a storm was brewing.

However, in the vast world, there were not many who could discern such Sword Intent; they were few and far between. It was only when Li Guanyi began to lead the Qilin Army to conquer sects as large as the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect that he was sure there were no issues, confirmed by the power of Shaking Light. It was then that the Martial World individuals who had been provided with traveling expenses finally crossed the mountains and rivers.

They arrived in this world and brought news of the Qilin Army crushing the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect into the Martial World.

Thus, the storm surged!

Within the Seventy-two Linked Villages along the great riverbanks.

The previously boisterous Angry Scale Dragon King clutched the intelligence report that had arrived; his body had stiffened. The rough and hearty War General, who was once a Navy General of Chen Country before defecting to the Martial World, was dripping with cold sweat from his forehead.

He understood all too well—

The [Annihilation] campaign.

A renowned general of the world at the age of fifteen.

What that representation meant.

Having left the battlefield for a long time, every time he recalled the killing on the field, the sounds of swords clashing would wake him from his dreams, leaving him in cold sweat, only able to calm down when he gripped a sword in his hand.

He asked the Reincarnation Sect disciple who had been brought to him, "How many people did you say there were?"

The Martial Artist replied, "I, I don’t know, I only saw a blood-red flag flying in the sky, and when I looked outside, I couldn’t tell how many iron cavalries were lined up by the mountain gate."

"It felt like, there were thousands, tens of thousands."

"And Heavy Armored Soldiers, there were over ten thousand!"

The Angry Scale Dragon King, in great anger, kicked the man over, bursting with fury as he roared:

"To hell with your tens of thousands of Heavy Armor!"

"Tens of thousands of Heavy Armor, plus several thousand support troops, are you saying Li Guan Yi has nearly twenty thousand men under his command?!"

He quickly calmed down, realizing that these folks from the Martial World had no concept of military forces.

Moreover, a well-ordered army standing in full armor, with weapons like a forest and emitting the murderous aura of Military School formations,—it wasn’t possible for ordinary people to have a clear understanding of the army’s numbers under those circumstances.

The Angry Scale Dragon King sat there, his throat bobbing, cold sweat continuously falling from his forehead: "Divine General List number eighty-three, Chaos Qilin Li Guanyi; Divine General List number ninety-seven, Cavalry General Class Fifth, Dragon of Yue Army Ling Pingyang; number eighty-seven, Immovable Ming King of the Yuwen Family Yuwen Tianxian."

"At least several thousand Heavy Armored Infantry and over five hundred first-line Heavy Armored Cavalry."

"And a swordsman from the Martial World who dares not reveal his respected title."

This Angry Scale Dragon King sat there, overwhelmed with astonishment and bewilderment.

What truly terrified this boisterous man was the character revealed by this turn of events—

Li Guanyi, could he bear such a grudge?!

After the Qilin Hunting Conference, he had directly brought along Heavy Armor and, after leaving Zhenbei Pass, without stopping for a moment, neither took a position in Ying Country nor went north beyond the border with the Yue Family Army like they did.

That bastard actually ran seven hundred miles through the woods in one breath.

And then wiped out the Yin Yang Reincarnation Sect!

That was a major sect that had been subtly established during the era of Duke Chen Chen Baxian, enduring for five hundred years with over ten thousand practitioners of Inner Qi. It had branches everywhere, yet the Great Elder was slain, and the elders, the Sect Master, and all the altar masters and elders from various branches were beheaded publicly.

Trampling over the Martial World.

Destroying temples and cutting through mountains.

Such a ferocious man!

The Angry Scale Dragon King became somber.

In his command over the Seventy-two Linked Villages, there were thirty thousand men skilled in swimming, but among these thirty thousand, only just over ten thousand possessed Inner Qi. They were scattered across seventy-two villages; should the enemy come in Heavy Armor, surround the villages, open the way with Heavy Crossbows, and trample with their cavalry...

The scalp of the Angry Scale Dragon King tingled.

He then gritted his teeth; no, it shouldn’t be. Li Guanyi had shared a drink with him there.

No, it shouldn’t happen; he had not turned completely hostile against him.

He couldn’t possibly shift his troops towards me, couldn’t possibly come here to wreak havoc...

[Qilin Hunting Conference].

These four words suddenly drilled into his brain.

From the perspective of the Martial World, they were already enemies.

At this time, he continued to inquire about the situation of Li Guanyi’s forces from the Reincarnation Sect disciple. The Martial Artist revealed all that he had seen and heard; they did not plunder, nor did they kill the innocent. Many beautiful women were at the mountain gates, but the soldiers did not engage in actions typical of a chaotic army.

They practiced martial arts daily, not minding onlookers. It was said that many of them originated from bandit or thug backgrounds, and the person who said this was a warrior with a steadfast demeanor, promising lands and fields in the Jiangnan Eighteen States to them.

The boss said he would take them home.

The Angry Scale Dragon King sat silently for a long time, then leaned back, closing his eyes in deep thought before emerging. The villages were full of fishermen from the surrounding area. Once, he found his military achievements were withheld, with half a month’s provisions given out over five months, so in a fit of anger, he plunged the Military Governor into a pig cage.

He then took the blame upon himself, fled in a shambles with some brothers, and eventually established a footing on both banks of the great river.

Since ancient times, fishermen’s lives have been harder than those of farmers, with a worse lot. They would fill their stomachs with fish rice, live on boats, and some who spent their lives on water would feel dizzy upon setting foot on land.

After the struggle of fishing, they’d often be controlled by local aristocratic families, selling their catch at low prices.

There weren’t many ways to live; husbands went fishing, warming themselves with roasted fish on an outdoor stove upon returning, while wives and daughters sold themselves inside the boats—a fairly common way to survive. The Angry Scale Dragon King once killed the progeny of the powerful in a rage and later raised his banner to rebel.