Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 953 - 0755: Wan Zhan Claims He Does Not Draw His Blade, Looking Down on All Heroes from Birth (Extra - 1/5 for Qingningzi)

Chapter 953: 0755: Wan Zhan Claims He Does Not Draw His Blade, Looking Down on All Heroes from Birth (Extra Chapter 1/5 for Qingningzi)

The fierce wind blows, light rain stands.

The Demon Hawk circles above the battlefield, resembling a dark cloud hanging over everyone’s heads, exerting an unparalleled terrifying pressure.

In the Divine Guard, more and more soldiers lay down their weapons.

All looked up at the figure standing on the back of the Demon Hawk, akin to the Demon King.

Not far away, a cacophony of shouts and the surge of figures swarmed from all directions.

All were elite players from Black Wind Village and Eight Desolate Disciples participating in the battlefield.

The battlefield mission issued by Jiang Dali benevolently spread benefits to every player involved.

Even those Eight Desolate Disciples who pretended to be sincere could, based on their Black Wind Village Friendship Points, receive mission rewards corresponding to different levels.

Therefore.

Many Eight Desolate Disciples traveled thousands of miles to the battlefield, ambushing early just to wait for this moment.

Now, knowing that the Divine Guard numbered fifty thousand, the player group of just twenty thousand still charged fearlessly like locusts at the masses of the Divine Guard.

However, seeing the Black Wind Village Chief just "surround but not attack" in the air, seemingly with other plans, many players gradually understood that a new "plot" might unfold.

Immediately, the high-levels of various guilds and factions directed their forces to prevent some battle maniacs from rushing into the battlefield impulsively, causing trouble.

The general stationed in Changzhou by the Divine Guard was no fool.

He was Xie Wei, one of the Ten Great Generals turned by the Iron Gall Divine Hou.

At forty-six years old, he had achieved significant battle achievements in the Ming Country in his youth, yet was sent to guard the border for over a decade due to slander.

Seeing that he might grow old and die at the border without fulfilling his ambitions, he was finally leveraged by the Iron Gall Divine Hou and convinced to defect.

But now....

Xie Wei stood in the military formation, protected at the center by nearly two hundred black-clad samurai with strong bows and arrows.

His demeanor was steady, though he couldn’t help but feel nervous, maintaining an austere and imposing front, glaring coldly at the ever-circling, silent Demon Hawk, gradually understanding the Black Wind Village Chief’s intent.

Recalling the spirited days of past glory.

He once thought that rebelling alongside Zhu Wushi would be the most magnificent and highlight-filled moment of his life.

Regardless of victory or defeat, he would have no regrets in this life.

Because he always thought he loved the bloody thrill of leading troops on the battlefield, even at the risk of life and death.

But now, he realized he was wrong.

He only cherished the feeling of being revered on the battlefield.

Every soldier who surrendered willingly was like a needle stabbing his heart.

Every soldier who fled felt like a knife viciously cutting into his chest.

And ordering the execution of these surrendering or fleeing soldiers felt like suspending himself on a scaffold of shame.

A general who can’t manage his troops, whose soldiers lose confidence in him, can he still be considered a revered general?

Suddenly feeling disheartened and desolate, he abruptly shouted, "Everyone, retreat and clear out a space. Bring out the wine. I want to personally welcome the Black Wind Village Chief!"

His personal guards around him were shocked by his words.

Some tried to step forward to dissuade him, but Xie Wei resolutely shouted, "A military order is as firm as a mountain. Do as I say immediately!"

The soldiers, with no alternative, withdrew, leaving an open area.

In the space stood Xie Wei alone with a table holding two jars of wine.

Amidst thousands of troops, the enemy commander stood clearly in this open area, surrounded by no guards.

He practically offered his life willingly.

This view left the generals and soldiers on Changzhou City’s walls stunned, as well as many players surrounding the battlefield.

Historically, such a staggering scene had never occurred.

But now, it was happening.

One man intimidating tens of thousands.

This seemed like a true bloodless war, conquering troops without fighting, sinking the morale of the Divine Guard to its lowest point.

On Changzhou City.

At this moment, any Divine Shooter could draw a bow and arrow to strike down Xie Wei standing in the open, ending the battle completely.

Yet no one dared to act, and City Lord Yu Kang dared not give the order, instead sweating, silently admiring Xie Wei’s prowess.

"This Xie Wei, quite interesting."

On the back of the Demon Hawk, Jiang Dali’s eyes were stern and clear, carrying both a composure honed by battles and a fierce ruthless aura, like a blood-drinking treasure sword sheathed, intimidating without exposing the blade.

Murong Qingqing chuckled softly, "It’s also because of your mighty reputation, Chief, and your unparalleled strength that you can single-handedly face tens of thousands, conquering without fighting.

Now all the experts hired by the Divine Guard have been defeated by you.

This Xie Wei is smart, knowing that even if they surrender, tens of thousands of soldiers might live, but he might not, so he presents himself like this to show sincerity, hoping you’ll spare him."

Jiang Dali stomped his foot, urging the Demon Hawk to descend, with a faint smile, "A trivial Xie Wei, whether to kill or not is inconsequential, but since he shows such sincerity, I truly can give him a chance!"

An excellent and bold idea had already germinated in Jiang Dali’s mind.

He laughed loudly, descending with the hawk, landing in the specially cleared area.

Around two hundred meters away, soldiers formed rings of human walls, impenetrable.

Tens of thousands of eyes, tens of thousands of faces soaked by rain and blood, stared nervously and warily at Jiang Dali’s towering and robust figure, standing two heads taller than others, resembling a dragon among men.

An atmosphere of grim and oppressive threat brewed in the space, so intense that the wind seemed unable to breach, the air seemed frozen.

Jiang Dali appeared composed and calm. After landing, he crossed his hands behind his back and approached Xie Wei, who was as tense as facing a formidable enemy.

Wan Zhan prided himself on not drawing his weapon, his eyes always arrogant towards the world’s heroes.

With his broad, iron-cast chest, he showed no expression as if ignoring the tens of thousands of surrounding troops, like a ruler of the world.

At this moment, it was Xie Wei, the commanding general, who felt frightened, a layer of cold sweat discreetly appearing on his forehead.

Just when Jiang Dali descended earlier, he too had struggled internally.

With just a command from him, the tens of thousands of soldiers around him would rush forward, weapons and spears stabbing fiercely.

No matter how strong the Black Wind Village Chief was, no matter how bulletproof, the three women beside him couldn’t possibly all be Vajra Unbreakable.

As long as any one of the women could be subdued, it might serve as a valuable bargaining chip.

However, such an "idealistic" naïve thought was dismissed by Xie Wei as soon as it appeared in his mind.

He didn’t dare to gamble, the stakes were too high.

"General Xie."

By this time, Jiang Dali had approached and said flatly, "You’ve set up this scene intending to surrender to this village chief in front of your entire army?"

Hearing the word "surrender," Xie Wei’s face instantly flushed red, even his hair roots felt red, showing his anger and frustration, as he repeatedly clenched and opened his fists, needing to release the pent-up violence and frustration within him.

"Hmm?"

Jiang Dali’s eyes flickered with brilliance, yet his iron-like face showed no emotion. He said calmly, "It seems you haven’t made up your mind, General, or perhaps you don’t intend to surrender?"

Xie Wei instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, trapped in a narrow alley with no way out, his voice hoarse, he smiled bitterly, clasping his fist, "The village chief is young and talented, with high skills and extraordinary means. I, Xie, genuinely admire you.

This time, I invited the village chief down, intending to show my sincerity, wishing to end the conflict and surrender myself and the elite soldiers to your Black Wind Village. I hope the village chief will treat us well."

Saying this, Xie Wei raised a wine jar towards Jiang Dali, "If the village chief agrees, then drink with me."

"Hehehe......"

Jiang Dali suddenly chuckled and then laughed towards the sky, "Good, a man aware of current affairs is a hero. Xie Wei, not bad, but do you want to hear what I plan to do with you all if I accept this batch of POWs?"

Xie Wei was stunned, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened, like a rock-hard walnut, feeling uneasy, "Please tell, village chief, as long as you do not mistreat or humiliate us officers and soldiers, we defeated generals will do our best no matter what."

"Good!"

Jiang Dali lowered his head, looking down at Xie Wei who was two heads shorter than him, his eyes like cold pearls as he spoke, "General Xie once followed the Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi in rebellion and now, having accepted your surrender, I want you to listen to my command, and attack the Divine Guard. What do you think, General Xie?"

"Ah!!?"

Xie Wei was struck with shock and consternation.

Jiang Dali slightly closed his eyes, speaking calmly, "You must know that although you’ve surrendered, it’s only to this village chief, not receiving the Great Ming Emperor’s pardon. If you follow me to attack the Divine Guard, it will be a chance to reform, a chance to atone by merit. Once the Divine Guard is defeated and the Great Ming Emperor regains the throne, I will assure your rebellion crimes are nullified."

"This... this..."

Xie Wei felt as if thousands of centipedes were gnawing at his internal organs, a tingling chaos.

But what Jiang Dali said did indeed make sense.

He had surrendered now only temporarily to save his life.

If the Divine Guard were defeated one day, and the Emperor blamed them, the rebellion crimes could implicate nine generations.

But now, if the Black Wind Village Chief truly could nullify his crimes, wouldn’t that be akin to great benevolence?

Upon understanding this, Xie Wei immediately shouted, hugged the wine jar, and gulped down the wine, then kowtowed to Jiang Dali with a grand bow, "From now on, I will follow your orders, village chief, just hoping the village chief doesn’t forget today’s words."

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Dali laughed heartily, slapped the table sharply, causing the wine jar on the table to jump into his hand.

He let out a loud shout, his tiger-like eyes scanning around, his gaze sharp and firm among the generals, "If you wish to absolve your rebellion crimes, step forward now and drink this wine with me to become one of us."

Witnessing this, the generals exchanged glances, their hearts pounding.

But seeing their chief commander Xie Wei bowing to submit, they no longer hesitated, stepping forward to drink the wine.

Jiang Dali, noticing the prompt from his interface, smiled while watching each general drink the wine, noting two in particular with red glows, indicating they were still loyal to another.

Yet he remained indifferent, welcoming all comers without refusal.

After the generals drank the wine, he suddenly struck, rapidly and deftly tapping the major acupoints on the generals, marking them with the Life and Death Net.

"Village Chief!"

Xie Wei felt the centipede-like energy flows crawling through his meridians, stunned and horrified.

Jiang Dali responded calmly, "We’re meeting by chance; the fact that I’m willing to help clear your crimes is already magnanimous enough. Did you think I wouldn’t take a bit of precautionary measures to place my trust in you?"

Xie Wei was speechless, only sighing internally and smiling bitterly, "You’re right, village chief. Thank you for your magnanimity, not only sparing us but also willing to absolve our crimes, truly repaying evil with good."

"Indeed, indeed!"

"The village chief’s virtues are admirable, we are deeply impressed!"

The generals were both amazed and fearful, yet dared not to object, offering only verbal praise while accepting the harsh reality bitterly.

On the other side, atop Changzhou City’s walls, City Lord Yu Kang and others watched the Black Wind Village Chief in the distance seemingly drinking and enjoying with the rebel army, filled with doubt and an ominous feeling.

"This Black Wind Village Chief is unpredictable and often breaks conventions. Could it be he’s colluding with the rebels again?"

"Is there a trick involved?"

"That shouldn’t be, with so many soldiers and civilians here just calling him a hero."

"Let’s not lose our nerve, we should first observe quietly."

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