Chapter 52: Am I A Pig?
A scene that once occurred in Pingyuan City was reenacted in Sheyang City.
It must be said that Pei Chuan, Miss Hong, and their group were not just two people with pioneering spirit; the victory in Pingyuan City let them taste the sweetness, so after understanding the secret of winning hearts before seizing the city, they prepared even more thoroughly in Sheyang City.
Infiltration, propaganda, incitement, promises, entering the slave groups to inform the slaves of the most beautiful visions, then using them to bring a large number of death warriors into Sheyang City without anyone knowing.
In the Slave District, the angry flames among the slaves had been completely ignited; one group after another of rebels led large numbers of slaves out of the Slave District and into the Rich District they had long dreamed of.
Although this place was called the Rich District, it was merely some commoners and merchants; Pei Chuan deliberately sent people to lead the slaves here first so they could taste the sweetness. When the two opposing groups began slaughtering each other, the disaster began in an instant.
Miss Hong turned around, not looking at the wooden spike in the woman’s snow-white chest, and said to Pei Chuan: “Their sins don’t warrant retaliation to this extent, do they?”
Pei Chuan pointed at a man held high on a wooden fork by someone and said: “Those who stand by and watch are also sinners. They think it’s none of their business, so they can stay aloof and ignore it until they themselves become slaves; only then can they deeply feel the slaves’ pain.
A group of cowardly fools who only care about scraping by in the present are even more hateful than those who started it all; this is what they deserve.”
Miss Hong said coldly: “End the battle here as soon as possible; the Noble District is our main target.”
Pei Chuan looked at the groups of slaves wolfing down food and grinned ferociously: “Hungry doggies have no combat power; half-hungry doggies can erupt with the strongest strength.”
1 Miss Hong said angrily: “They are people, not doggies. Pei Chuan, don’t forget, you and I both come from the most lowly groups; how can we forget our roots.”
1 Pei Chuan swung his blade to kill an old woman begging him for help and laughed loudly: “I am the Doggy King!”
1 The intricately carved and painted pavilion collapsed with a thunderous crash under Yun Ce’s fierce strike, carrying immense force; the archers on the pavilion fell like raindrops and were immediately buried by bricks and tiles.
1 The horse spear in his palm swept away over a dozen spears; Yun Ce extended his left arm to grab those spears, exerted force to fling them up, and the warriors behind the spears were lifted high before being hurled by Yun Ce onto the flower wall. Even the sturdy flower wall collapsed under this strike.
1 Peng Jing crawled out from the pile of rubble, stared at Yun Ce’s unparalleled ferocity from close range, and shouted loudly: “Three-Bow Crossbow!”
1 Yun Ce, who was using the horse spear’s long pole to push a group of warriors back repeatedly, suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand on end. Without time to think, he abruptly withdrew the horse spear; the warriors struggling against him couldn’t stop their momentum and lunged forward. Yun Ce reached out, grabbed a warrior, and without a word, shoved him behind himself.
1 “Buzzz” three nearly three-meter crossbow bolts with tail fins shot toward him; just the sound made Yun Ce’s soul flee in terror. The wristband, silent for so long, emitted a sharp buzzing, hoping Yun Ce would take it away from this dangerous place.
1 The crossbow bolts arrived in an instant; the first to suffer were the group of warriors lunging onto Yun Ce. The bolts flashing with cold light easily pierced their leather armor and drilled downward without hindrance.
1 Two crossbow bolts sank half a foot into the ground brushing his waist and ribs; another, after piercing the warrior on him, shot into the ground tight against his cheek. Yun Ce could even hear the sound of the bolt head scraping the stone slab.
1 With a forceful push of his arms, Yun Ce shoved the horse spear forward, throwing off the dozen warriors sprawled on him. Especially those strung together by the crossbow bolt formed a large mass; after being flung up, their bodies separated from the bolt, their agonized screams making one’s teeth ache.
2 Yun Ce didn’t dare linger where there was a bed crossbow; he threw the corpses up to obscure the crossbowman’s view, then plunged headfirst into the flower hall. As he left, he didn’t forget to greet the red date horse hiding behind the screen wall watching the spectacle.
2 Crossbow bolts broke through the window and nailed into the wall with “dodo do”; Yun Ce flipped and rolled into the inner chamber of the flower hall. More crossbow bolts broke through the door; he batted them away with the horse spear. The flexible spear shaft kept jumping in his hand, as if trying to escape his grasp.
2 Not daring to enter the open courtyard, Yun Ce turned himself into a wild boar, hugging his head and charging at the wall. The wooden wall shattered into a large hole, and without thinking, he blindly charged headfirst at the next wall.
2 Peng Jing watched the continuously shattering walls and said to Zhang Min standing behind the Three-Bow Crossbow: “A pig demon in the trap, yet ferociously unmatched; how do you plan to capture him.”
2 Zhang Min glanced at the bed crossbow rapidly reloading and said to Peng Jing: “Since the divine dragon descended on my Biyun Mountain in the third month, the mountain and wild spirits have been more restless.
2 Among them, Pig King Zhu Nu of the Pig Tribe and Xiong Pi of the Bear Tribe fought a great battle on Tianzhu Mountain over the dragon spirit; it’s said there were heavy casualties, but strangely, neither Zhu Nu nor Xiong Pi obtained the dragon spirit.
2 Riverside Shang Zao Bandu believed the dragon spirit was taken by an unknown person, disguised as a caravan traveling the wasteland, and ultimately vanished in Hekou Village.
2 I personally went to Hekou Village and learned from village chief Zhao Jin that Shang Zao Bandu died because the wild boar and giant bear they were transporting broke open the wooden cage, causing heavy casualties, and then they were raided by wildmen, leading to total annihilation.”
2 Peng Jing saw Yun Ce crush another warrior to death barehanded and irritably said: “Quickly think of a way to kill this pig demon.”
2 Zhang Min watched Yun Ce leaping like a projectile in the huge courtyard, waved the flag in her hand, and immediately a team of warriors in heavy armor emerged from the side gate to join the encirclement of Yun Ce.
3 “Zhao Jin’s answer was extremely perfect; Bandu’s death was indeed related to the wild beasts breaking free, not to mention a spiraling fox on the verge of becoming a spirit was involved.
3 But this answer was too perfect, arousing my suspicion. From slips of the tongue by others in the village, I learned there was also a figure suspected to be a scion of a noble family in the village at the time.
3 This scion of a noble family could understand their speech but couldn’t speak… Soon after, he could already converse with the people in the village.
3 Uncle Peng, what do you think this scion of a noble family’s behavior resembles?”
3 Peng Jing saw Yun Ce’s movement range compressed again by crossbow bolts and armored soldiers, and patiently said: “Just say it; don’t make this old man guess.”
3 Zhang Min smoothed her dangling hair and said softly: “A spirit aided by the dragon spirit is shedding its form. When it arrived at Hekou Village, its throat bones were not yet transformed, so it could only listen and not speak. By the time it left Hekou Village, the throat bones had been transformed, allowing normal conversation with people.
3 Uncle, look again at this pig demon before you: immense strength, yet no exquisite techniques used. Where is this a scion of a noble family? Clearly a pig demon that has just transformed.
3 The dragon spirit we want must be related to him.”
3 Peng Jing gasped upon hearing this, watched Yun Ce break free again after being pinned by armored soldiers, and immediately shouted loudly: “Capture him alive, no mistakes.”
3 Four armored soldiers roared, holding four giant shields and charging at Yun Ce who had just steadied himself. He kicked the opposite armored soldier flying, but didn’t expect a reserve soldier behind him. Before he could retract his leg to kick again, clang, the four giant shields clamped Yun Ce in the middle.
4 At the same time, a great net descended from above to cover him. Yun Ce quickly sat down and randomly grabbed a person’s leg, yanking it forcefully into his embrace.
4 The great net fell and caught on the giant shields; Yun Ce seized the chance to throw the grabbed person upward, jolting the just-fallen great net. He then rolled and crawled out through the gap he created.
4 Before he could steady himself, a great hammer smashed into his chest, staggering him back several steps. More warriors then firmly hugged his legs.
4 After several struggles without breaking free, Yun Ce flew into a rage, threw his head back with a mad roar, his eyes blood-red. Suddenly, a layer of faint greenish scales appeared on his left arm, his hand rapidly deformed, half-foot claws flashed out like lightning, landing on the head of the warrior hugging his thigh. The warrior’s head burst open like a rotten watermelon, white and red staining his hand filthily.
4 His left arm swept horizontally; the sharp claws tore the giant shield to fragments like cutting tofu. He advanced another step, swung his left arm again, and the four armored soldiers in front were sliced into a pile of minced meat.
4 The battlefield below had turned into a slaughterhouse; Zhang Min and Peng Jing on high ground exchanged a glance, each showing a knowing expression.
4 Zhang Min personally operated the bed crossbow to shoot at Yun Ce; at this moment, Yun Ce seemed to have forgotten to dodge, only focused on killing. Three crossbow bolts successively hit his back: the first sent his body flying, the second and third failed to penetrate his body, merely carrying it flying a full ten meters.
4 “Fuck your mother—” Yun Ce felt heart-wrenching pain, let out a strange yell, grabbed a warrior, ripped his head off alive, and hurled it at Zhang Min on high ground.
4 The warrior’s head flew over; Yun Ce’s body followed in a flicker past. At this moment, he truly hated this woman, wishing to tear her to shreds.
4 A horse spear jabbed into Yun Ce’s chest; though the spear shaft was bent like a bow, Yun Ce’s body still forced forward. Zhang Min, seeing Yun Ce close at hand, smiled and said: “Just a pig demon.”
5 Yun Ce pressed against the horse spear and advanced slowly, saying word by word: “I’m going to fuck you to death!”
5 Zhang Min laughed loudly: “A pig demon dares to have such a beautiful dream.”
5 With that, she retreated a step, but her jade-like white hand twisted the spear shaft like plucking strings; the horse spear immediately spun at high speed. Yun Ce’s chest burned like fire liao; he rapidly retreated, flung off the horse spear, then clutched his chest and said: “What a cunning woman; today I won’t fuck you to death, this old soldier will never rest.”
5 Zhang Min was unconcerned and said to Yun Ce from farther away: “You took the dragon spirit, didn’t you?”
5 Yun Ce was stunned and said: “What dragon spirit?”
5 Zhang Min laughed heartily like a man: “As a member of the Pig Tribe, you privately took the dragon spirit, disloyal to Pig King Zhu Nu, unrighteous to your countless fallen comrades. Words from a disloyal and unrighteous wretch like you, even ghosts and gods dare not heed.”
