Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 339: Chapter 170: Four Spirits, Eight Generals, Heart-Burning Dao Seed_2

The remaining nearly two thousand people fled all over the mountains and plains.

Those auxiliary soldiers and infantry with short legs who couldn’t run fast let out a shout and ran wildly like ants, regardless of anything...

Some climbed mountains, some jumped into rivers, and the number of those trampled or fallen to death was more than those killed by Chen Ping.

The chaos of a defeated army is such a scene.

The intimidation of a master, especially an unbeatable one, is extraordinarily powerful in this era.

Almost able to play out a scenario where one person takes over a city.

In his original world, such circumstances were rarely seen.

After some pursuit, Chen Ping’s hands grew weary from killing, he sighed and stopped the chase.

"These Tribulation Points really don’t allow any loopholes. I thought that by killing Jiang Wuji and Jiang Yuandong this time, and completely breaking the Cyan Wood Dragon Locking Array, I would gain a large number of Tribulation Points. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be only a mere 23 points..."

Looking at his total of 27 Tribulation Points and 48 Fortune Points, Chen Ping couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

"Maybe, possibly, perhaps this charge against the array posed no danger to me from start to finish, nor did it count as a true tribulation.

A comforting reward of so few points seems reasonable."

Thinking to elevate the Primordial Technique [True Gang Glazed Body] to the Proficient Realm would require 256 Tribulation Points, and reaching Mastery would need 512 points, Chen Ping felt a headache.

"Is this encouraging me to risk my life?"

In this way, it seems impossible for him to "bully the weak" calmly.

"Let the storm rage even more fiercely."

Chen Ping thought helplessly.

Having experienced the ultimate transformation of life, the leap of existence, and the growth of longevity, that strange sensation of emotion and presence...

To let him stop here and silently await old age, he was absolutely unwilling.

"They say, above the Unity Realm is the Divine Martial Realm, and above the Divine Martial Realm there’s still..."

Thinking of this, Chen Ping couldn’t remain calm.

Having come this far, while doing some things for this world and All Living Beings, he must also have some personal aspirations.

For instance.

To live a bit longer.

...

The people on Jade Pen Peak of Primordial Mountain let out a shout and rushed down the mountain.

They originally felt a bit apprehensive, slightly worrying about Chen Ping confronting a Grandmaster and a military array alone, thinking it would be lucky to carve a way out.

In the end, after merely several breaths of time, this man had slain Grandmaster Jiang Wuji on the spot, avenging Grandmaster Granny and others’ blood feud.

Moreover, he directly killed the military array’s main general, shattering this elite force, chasing and slaughtering them everywhere like rabbits.

It was almost too shocking to believe.

Fortunately, Han Xiaoru reacted quickly, leapt ahead and descended the mountain, shouting: "Hurry and help, why are you standing here dazed?"

Having once led cavalry and been a main general, Han Xiaoru was already eager upon seeing those surrendering robust cavalrymen.

Now, with Xingqing Prefecture in tatters, surrounded by enemies, having as many troops as possible was naturally preferred—it would be a waste otherwise.

"Senior sister, go gather the scattered soldiers, fight the fire..."

Seeing Han Xiaoru rushing forward, Chen Ping immediately recruited sturdy men.

This time, they both had the same idea.

Even if they didn’t bring troops, nor could they swallow a large part of the disordered army, they would gather how many they could, the more the better.

With the Azure Dragon Seal in hand, even if the soldiers were initially reluctant, they would eventually become genuinely submissive...

"What did you call me?"

Han Xiaoru was somewhat displeased.

"General Han, gather and calm the disorder, fight the fire!"

Chen Ping changed his tone and said solemnly.

"As ordered."

Han Xiaoru gave a military salute, her face stern, but she was inwardly delighted, found a white horse, picked up a spear, and rode off to collect surrenders.

When overwhelmed, she didn’t hesitate to recruit sturdy men amongst the peers from Primordial Sect—masters, apprentices, senior and junior siblings—summoning them to handle surrenders and quell rebellion, fetch water and extinguish the fire.

Over half an hour passed, the sky was turning dark, and they finally put out the mountain fire.

Now, when gathering forces, Chen Ping realized that the troops gathered by surrender were quite numerous.

Just the cavalry numbered over five hundred.

The other auxiliary soldiers, laborers, and others added up to more than two thousand.

Supplies and provisions were also abundant.

From this perspective, Jiang Yuandong was actually a capable general; if not for encountering the unreasonable and excessively strong Chen Ping, with his skills combined with this elite force, in Qingjiang Prefecture, it would have been hard to find an opponent.

However, it was already past history now.

Qingjiang Prefecture’s power was significantly reduced without this elite cavalry, especially without Jiang Yuandong, which greatly lessened the threat to Xingqing Prefecture—a good outcome after all.

"Do we march through the night or camp here?"

Han Xiaoru appeared somewhat fatigued; although already a qualified leader, she was not an experienced soldier... At this moment, organizing the troops, arranging firefighting, and preventing repeated escapes had drained her energy.

"Let’s camp here; there’s likely no danger.

Qingjiang Prefecture receiving the news, to mobilize forces for an attack can’t happen overnight.

By the way, have you gotten clear information about Qingjiang Prefecture’s situation?"

Chen Ping wasn’t worried about this, thinking that with Jiang Wuji and Jiang Yuandong both fallen, and the loss of three thousand elites and five thousand auxiliaries in battle returned,

as long as the opposition wasn’t foolish, they surely wouldn’t deploy small forces for harassment.

They would either come prepared with a large army for a decisive battle stance.

Otherwise, they would just be delivering themselves for destruction.

"I’ve found out—actually, brother, today’s battle rid Xingqing Prefecture of a major crisis."