Chapter 5: Easy Change (Part 1)

It is also necessary to record military achievements, document the wear and tear of weapons and armor, as well as the spoils of war, which can only be done by those familiar with the battlefield

Chen Xiang swayed unsteadily, forcing his body to continue raising the knife

It is evident that these five guards have clearly neglected their duties, yet they turn a blind eye, leaving it for Wang Shoutian to address later. This He Wulang, in particular, reveals a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes.

In the north, a dark mist has already begun to emerge.

No! At this moment, unable to hold on any longer, everything went dark before my eyes

You will take over the camp cleanup

At that moment, a piercing sound cut through the air, and a long arrow shot fiercely through Chen Xiang's back, emerging from his chest in front.

He Wulang said in a low voice: "Ben, did you see how urgent it was for Lord Wang just now? If several of them had already perished in battle, it would be understandable. But now, as personal guards, each one is unscathed, while the commander fights to the death. What is going on here? If my predictions are correct, these five, hehe..."

It is no longer possible to form a team; that general and the remaining loyal soldiers have finally lost their reason, only knowing to swing their swords forward, hoping to carve out a bloody path to survival

Wang Shoutian, however, was in a state of unconsciousness, seemingly floating in mid-air in the darkness

"Qilao, do not act this way; they are officials and soldiers, and handling the spoils of war is their right," He Wulang reprimanded. Seeing that He Qilao was still unconvinced, he whispered, "Lord Wang is a trusted confidant of the great general and has achieved this great merit; promotion is certain. Moreover, look..."

On the vast expanse of the earth, countless streams of black and white energy can be seen, numbering in the millions. As they intertwine, they each form scattered cores, varying in size, most of which are black and red in color. These cores do not merge, instead engaging in fierce collisions and devouring one another. In the south, there is also a surge of mixed red and yellow energy rising into the sky, thick and rotating.

Wang Shoutian took a deep breath, feeling drenched all over, not just with cold sweat, but more so with warm blood that stained his body. His mind became muddled, and the entire world seemed to be bathed in crimson. He forced himself to say, "Where is Zhang Yi?"

Wang Shoutian originally had fifty men, but lost seventeen. The remaining personnel were tasked with cleaning the battlefield. Although their physical and mental states were at their limits, utterly exhausted, they continued the cleanup under the command of Zhang Yi

Why ... ... why is this happening

Three hundred mountain villagers suffered heavy losses, with twenty-seven killed on the spot and thirty-five injured, amounting to one-sixth of the total. Of course, the enemy's three hundred soldiers were almost entirely killed, with only a few remaining.

The adult is fine, just sustained some superficial injuries; the cut is a bit larger, but there is no internal damage

This matter was handled by Yi, yet it was organized in a meticulous manner, leaving He Wulang secretly astonished

At that moment, Wang Shoutian rolled violently, tumbling several steps away. In just those few steps, he had already crossed the line between life and death. Chen Xiang let out a miserable laugh, took a step forward, but his laughter abruptly ceased midway. Then, with a loud "bang," the corpse fell to the ground, lifeless, its eyes wide open, unable to close even in death

As for the remaining individuals, Zhang Yi immediately took them for interrogation

At this moment, Wang Shoutian was completely unaware of this; clouds were boiling above him, and his eyes were bloodshot.

There was no room for hesitation; the soldiers at the forefront had no time to evade, and even the sudden surge of heated blood they felt had no chance to cool down. Faced with this situation, they could only let their adrenaline surge even more, emitting sounds they could not identify, and charged forward.

Suddenly, Wang Shoutian keenly sensed a movement in the clouds above his head. The red clouds, favored by the governor, surged violently, as if ignited, transforming into a fierce fire cloud

At that moment, among the ordinary soldiers who had previously been overlooked, one suddenly shouted: "Everyone, do not be afraid, he has only a few men left"

The deceased on our side are even more so, and the injured must be treated one by one

Hearing this, He Qi nodded repeatedly

It is evidently the power of his fate, striving to support him in order to escape from the deadlock

However, such a battle quickly reduced the opponent's original number of seven or eight to just three, and recently, the mountain villagers, Zhang Yi, and He Wulang have all been rushing over

A voice emerged from the confusion below!

This demonstrates that the gentleman has no trusted confidants or reliable individuals by his side. After his promotion, those of us who follow him will have the opportunity to fill the vacancies. Therefore, what does this little wealth amount to

The results of killing the enemy are secondary; more importantly, it is the food and gold within the camp, due to the supplies brought in by the enemy and the spoils obtained from the previous great victory

Unwilling to accept this

He Qi looked confused, momentarily at a loss for understanding

Only the clouds were visible above, and the originally favored red aura of the governor had diminished by half, yet it was gradually recovering with a hint of moisture

With a sudden thrust of the long sword, the finely crafted blade severed instantly. Wang Shoutian instinctively rolled to the side, feeling a jolt across his body as a streak of blood flashed past his chest, blood splattering everywhere

Although the father-son relationship of this body has not changed, and thus has gained the favor of the governor, I must not become complacent and think that victory is assured

In reviewing the results of the battle, it becomes evident that the victory was significant, yet the losses and the toll on literature were also considerable

Kill! Wang Shoutian thrusts his long sword forward

The enemy general before us, though not clad in armor, stands like an iron pillar, his face fierce and menacing. He raises his long sword, effortlessly sweeping aside the soldiers who attempt to block his path, relentlessly advancing forward.

This is the measure of being under someone's authority

The head of Chen Xiang has been severed, specially crafted; this is the head of a sixth-rank commanding officer, which holds significant value

Compared to the previous life where everything went smoothly according to fate, only to ultimately collapse halfway, this time I cannot take such an easy path; I must strive for everything myself

He charged forward, and several intercepting soldiers were splattered with blood, which fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, he had actually forced his way to Wang Shoutian's side

The sounds of crying, wailing, the whistling of crossbow bolts, and the dull thuds of bodies being shattered filled the eardrums of everyone present.

After this war, it is essential to select and train trusted assassins for protection. Wang Shoutian looked up and, in the blink of an eye, had this realization

The camp was in disarray, with torches illuminating the scene. Inside the camp, bodies lay scattered everywhere, a sight of utter devastation. Severed limbs and broken arms were intertwined, and many were crying out in pain after the battle

Only the enemy general charged forward, with clouds swirling above his head, dense and forming a mass, in the center already revealing a faint golden hue, fiercely rolling about.

Having gained the memories of a past life, Wang Shoutian naturally understood that this was the trend of the world. Just as he was about to observe it closely, everything vanished. His spiritual awareness receded into his body like the ebbing tide, and the gaps created by the fluctuations of the vast aura were filled.

"Wugong, are you just going to let them do this?" He Qiqi looked very displeased, stepping forward to speak to He Wugong. The camp was filled with weapons, armor, as well as food and silver, making him envious: "These are all earned by us brothers!"

In an instant, the continuous sound of flesh being pierced and sliced filled the air, occasionally interspersed with the sound of bones breaking. The general's sword struck down a soldier, and a soldier's head flew off, rolling to Wang Shoutian's feet

History has repeated itself? Having lived through it once again, I still cannot escape such a fate

This was Wang Shoutian's first true encounter with death as a newcomer, and in an instant, a chilling intent to kill descended upon him, causing his body to stiffen and rendering him momentarily numb

What particularly caught Wang Shoutian's attention was a thick and large white vapor that suddenly stood upright, dominating all other vapors

Wang Shoutian glanced over and saw that it was a sergeant. He noted the man's appearance while simultaneously raising his arm and shouting: "Everyone, do not be afraid, he has only a few men left. Kill him, and you will be promoted three ranks and rewarded with one hundred taels of silver"

Wang Shoutian had a sudden flash of insight and realized: "I understand now, I have crossed over, my original fate is gone, so I must create my own. There is no inherent position for me in the world, so I must seize the positions of others. This time, despite clearly having the advantage, I nearly lost my life; this is the cost. To seize fortune and change fate is inherently like this; this is the inevitable path of defiance against authority"

This is the head of a young person, with distinct facial features. The head is not yet lifeless; the eyes and expression reveal a profound sense of fear.

The long knife slashed down, and a small shadow seemed to envelop Wang Shoutian's entire body

In the aftermath of the war, numerous matters required attention, including the need to identify each of the enemy's deceased. Depending on the circumstances, their heads would either be severed or they would be buried on the spot

They charged forward, and for a moment, the enemy general's assault was unexpectedly suppressed. At that moment, the mountain villagers behind also reacted. The sound of "thud thud" was incessant. Not far from Wang Shoutian, an arrow pierced through the head of an enemy soldier, splattering blood and brain matter into the air

This life energy, after this battle at m.hetushu.com, unexpectedly gave rise to the life energy!

In the next moment, Wang Shoutian saw the man grinning menacingly and raising the knife again

He Wulang pointed to a few individuals, namely He Zhong and the other four. These five individuals had faces ashen, standing there unsure of what to do.

Chen Xiang roared, and this desperate situation ignited all his beast-like ferocity. Wang Shoutian could see that the clouds above him suddenly turned completely red, as if they were burning.

The enemy forces were few in number, and behind them stood the great leader. In the face of the call from the squad leader and the summons from the officer, along with the promises made, these ordinary soldiers suddenly became enraged, their minds heated, shouting: "Kill!"

"Oh, my cloud energy has changed." Wang Shoutian, however, did not have time to regret and looked on in surprise.

Upon further reflection, the white mist has diminished somewhat, yet each strand stands bright and upright, brimming with vitality. Moreover, the originally grayish aura of the mountain dwellers was merely an illusion; it now exhibits a semblance of integration, resulting in an overall increase in the cloud energy.

In the next moment, there was an uproar as everyone rushed over to attend to Wang Shoutian. Naturally, there were one or two individuals with some medical knowledge in the army who stepped forward to tear open his clothing. Upon inspection, they let out a sigh of relief

This outcome is the result of extensive experience in battle, demonstrating a very accurate grasp of the changes in the situation

There was a long gash on the chest, about half an inch wide, with blood and flesh in disarray, appearing quite severe; however, with battlefield experience, one could tell at a glance that it was not serious.

If we compete for possessions, there must be some at this time; however, whether we can gain the trust of the adults is uncertain

Indeed, the enemy general was struck by several wounds, and the ten or so personal guards following him had also suffered several losses.

However, Zhang Yi and others repeatedly issued orders, yet they turned a blind eye to them

In the line of sight, the distant sergeant Wu was also engaged in combat with a wounded soldier, blood splattering, before collapsing to the ground