Chapter 1508: Chapter 472: The Fifth Strike
The ravines were just the beginning, with the violent shockwave sweeping away and spreading directly to both sides. Hundreds, no, actually it was several hundreds—accurately speaking, four to five hundred soldiers on both sides along the line were instantly blasted away, flying out over a hundred meters to crash to the ground, their fate unknown.
If those on both sides of the line were not convincing enough, then the soldiers several tens of meters away from the ravines were also knocked back repeatedly by the shockwave, collapsing to the ground. Some even had their blood surging, with blood trickling from their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths, which was enough to showcase the power of this staff strike.
As for the unfortunate ones standing right in the middle, the soldiers hit by the staff wind had already been smashed into the ravines below, merging with the earth.
In an instant, everyone experienced a brief phenomenon of ringing ears. The entire battlefield seemed devoid of any sound, silent as a tomb. Whether it was the Chen Cang official army soldiers or the rebel forces, all were stunned.
Xia Hong had already landed, so not everyone could see him, but those at the forefront of the battle between the two armies, as well as those with better skills and sharper eyesight in the crowd, were at this moment staring intently at Xia Hong as if gazing upon a deity.
"What are you waiting for, the official army reinforcements will arrive soon. You have at most ten minutes. Follow me and slaughter these government soldiers!"
Xia Hong turned his head and looked back, his face adorned with the green-faced fanged evil ghost mask. After speaking sharply, he wielded the long rod and charged straight into the crowd of government soldiers, beginning a dimensional reduction strike.
Boom... boom... boom...
Holding the Coiled Dragon Long Stick, Xia Hong advanced like a lone hero through an unmanned realm. Although the subsequent staff winds were not as terrifying as the initial power strike, their range still exceeded hundreds of meters. The soldiers with power levels generally between 6 and 10 Zong were no match at all, akin to ants before him.
Their so-called cherished Thousand Forged Armor now seemed like paper mache, as they couldn’t even make actual contact with the Coiling Dragon Stick. As soon as the staff wind came, they were pulverized into dust.
"With Frost Resilience, scorch the Chu Territory; resist the high taxes, restore our clothing and food; smash the household registration, and people will be treated equally..."
The mantra of the Frost Ash Association, when shouted aloud, might not have been particularly infectious. But paired with Xia Hong’s singularly heroic bearing at this moment, it instantly invigorated the tens of thousands of rebels to the highest point.
"With Frost Resilience, scorch the Chu Territory; resist the high taxes, restore our clothing and food; smash the household registration, and people will be treated equally!"
"With Frost Resilience, scorch the Chu Territory; resist the high taxes, restore our clothing and food; smash the household registration, and people will be treated equally..."
......
With such a master leading them, what are they afraid of?
The members of the Frost Ash Association, including those rebels swept up into the fray, their emotions now soared to the extreme. They shouted slogans and raised their big sabers, quickly following behind Xia Hong, like sharp swords or blades piercing straight into the Chencang Army’s formation.
"It’s over, how can we fight this, how else can we fight?"
"Where’s Commander Chen? Where’s Commander Chen?"
"Dead, already dead, just now with that single smack, he was long split to death like the other soldiers."
"No reinforcements, we’ve lost, let’s flee!"
"We can’t fight, run, run fast!"
......
From the moment Xia Hong decided to make his move, the fate of the over three thousand strong Lu River Camp was already sealed, even if the reinforcements they were hoping for, like Chu Qingkai with Xianyang level helpers, came, they would have no effect.
Unless the prefectural governor came personally, or a large number of reinforcements arrived.
But at this moment, both of these were impossible.
The Chen Cang official army who had been tyrannizing throughout the process could now only stick their necks out for slaughter, and the situation for both sides was now completely reversed.
With the deaths of Chu Qingwu and Chen Yuanyan, and Chu Qingkai, who went for reinforcements, taking a long time to show up, the government army plunged into a leaderless state. Coupled with Xia Hong’s relentless advance and the more than two thousand rebels shouting the Frost Ash Association slogans, they quickly became fearful, began to retreat, and eventually started to scatter...
Once morale collapsed, no formation could hold, and the battle tactics that had been taught made no sense anymore. Everyone was crying out, retreating frantically, fearing they would be a step slower than others, just hoping to escape with their lives.
Even the three thousand County Guard Army was like this, let alone the more than a thousand Subordinate Bureau people of Hekou Village, whose collapse had started before the County Guard Army.
The eastern outskirts of the grain collection area of Hekou Village turned into an uproar, with one side being the relentless rebel forces and the other being the fleeing government troops.
"Enough!"
The government soldiers had fallen apart, and Xia Hong naturally would not waste any more effort. He turned his head and noticed that Jiang Xinfan’s figure was nowhere to be found, knowing he had already gone north to notify the other village’s rebel forces, his eyes gleamed slightly.
Most of the rebel forces had already descended into madness, swallowing government soldiers wherever they encountered them without giving them any chance of survival, clearly because they had been so severely exploited before that their hatred toward the government soldiers had sunk deep into their bones.
Of course, Xia Hong wouldn’t stop these people; he noticed a few people within the rebel ranks quietly retreating and sneaking away, including those wearing red evil ghost masks with Cold Resistance level, and his mind stirred slightly.
Watching the frenzied rebels, Xia Hong contemplated for a moment, then soared into the sky, gathering some blood and energy in his throat, and said in a deep voice: "This Heavenly King reminds you, you have only six hundred breaths of time, after which the government army reinforcements will arrive here."
Xia Hong did not instruct everyone on what to do, leaving it at his words; it was already quite generous of him to give such a reminder.
Leaving those words, he flew directly towards the north.
