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Something’s not quite right...

Veteran auxiliary soldiers with some experience all had this feeling arise in their hearts!

Bloodline warriors naturally suppress ordinary people, their bodies containing demon blood.

Facing mortals, they possess an innate oppressive force.

Although oftentimes these mortal auxiliary soldiers are quite reluctant to admit it, there’s no denying that mortals.

.. face bloodline warriors with no chance of victory!

Standing together, ordinary people lacked even the courage to face bloodline warriors directly.

If they were bloodline cavalrymen who, having reached the rank of a sixth-grade warrior, were mounted on horses with demon bloodlines, five hundred riders would dare to charge against the formation of a million militia.

Even to scatter them—such bloodline suppression was unavoidable regardless of courage.

But clearly, they could!

This was his first time seeing the bloodline warriors of the Golden Dragon Guard being overwhelmed by the enemy’s momentum!

Even if they were somewhat caught off guard just now, something still felt very wrong.

Especially now, all the bloodline warriors had recovered and activated their own bloodlines, targeting the enemy in front of them, yet those in the same camp were shaking so much their hands trembled.

But look at the other side, a group of burly men still stood there unwaveringly, their eyes looking over here with a hunger like wolves eyeing prey...

Really, ordinary militia composed of rural civilians from the other side?

That doesn’t seem right...

"Everyone, be careful later..." Veteran soldiers began to caution the inexperienced new recruits by their side: "There’s something off about those people opposite us, I fear they might not really be militia."

"Didn’t they say... they’re the militia from Jiangnan?"

Many of the new auxiliary soldiers, their faces pale with fear from the pressures felt from both sides, curiously asked.

"Militia?" Some of the veterans scoffed: "Could militiamen be that well-built?"

It wasn’t as if there were no strong ordinary soldiers other than the bloodline warriors.

Many children from wealthy families also joined the army, having grown strong from eating meat and practicing martial arts since childhood, but they weren’t as densely packed.

The fellows on the other side, at a glance, were all robust and stout.

The culturally rich Jiangnan, recruiting so many physically strong soldiers from among civilians? How could that be possible?

These guys were even bigger than the tall men from Shandong, and in terms of momentum... to put it bluntly, their own bloodline warriors were probably not even worth a glance compared to them!

This was something many of the bloodline warriors felt as well, as their bloodlines were unleashed, they found the enemy immovable like mountains, utterly unfazed by their burst of bloodline power, starkly different from the ordinary soldiers they faced in regular drills!

Even veteran auxiliary soldiers with years of battlefield experience couldn’t withstand the burst from so many of them. Could those opposite really be conscripted from civilians?

While pondering, he overheard a soldier from the opposite side speaking up: "Over there, are you the legendary Golden Dragon Guard?"

The soldier’s voice wasn’t particularly loud, but even across the river, it was crystal clear to everyone here, imparting a tremendous sense of weight, leaving a suffocating unease in their chests...

"Indeed!" A colonel gathered his energy and responded back, his voice booming like a bell, much louder than that from the other side, but for some reason, it felt somewhat hollow.

"Is that so?" The soldier chuckled: "It seems the rumors are not to be believed!"

"What do you mean?" The colonel furrowed his brows.

"What I mean..." Soldiers at the front of the opposite side stepped forward with sinister smiles, bringing a tsunami-like oppressive force that instantly shattered the coalesced momentum of the Golden Dragon Guard!

They retreated in a panic, their faces turning pale. Some of the lower-tier warriors even spat out a mouthful of blood...

Some of the old soldiers were ashen, knowing that if the two armies had charged at that moment, their formation would barely have held!

But how could this be?

The elite Golden Dragon Guard pressed into disarray by some ragtag militia from Jiangnan?

From across the way came a mocking voice, coldly stating: "Meaning that you, as weak as chicks, claim to be the Golden Dragon Guard?"

If it had been just before, the mocking from the other side might have provoked a rush of people to disregard commands and storm over to show their true strength.

But now... nearly everyone was inwardly relieved that they hadn’t impetuously charged.

"Quick, report to General Weichi Peng!" An experienced old soldier immediately shouted to those behind him.

This time, the old soldier didn’t even bother to consult the bloodline warriors, as they were acutely aware of how urgent the matter was!

In a standoff between two armies, momentum was crucial, especially for those with bloodlines. They had fought countless battles to suppress the lower class, with the bloodline soldiers of Great Jin directly overpowering the enemy and then mercilessly reaping them.

But just now... it was clearly reverse!

The Golden Dragon Guard on their side now resembled those once crushed kneeling laborers outside, awaiting slaughter. If the enemy were to strike suddenly at this moment, he feared these new recruits on their side would struggle even to stand firm!

Backline soldiers, upon hearing this, stumbled and scrambled toward the rear, but before they got far, a figure soared into the sky and landed at the forefront of the army!

"It’s General Weichi Peng!"

Many people, upon seeing the figures flying across the sky, mustered a hint of courage, as Weichi Peng’s illustrious military achievements had breathed life back into these bloodline warriors...

"What’s going on here?"

At a distance, Weichi Peng’s Personal Soldiers arrived at the scene and frowned upon viewing the disordered formation ahead and some bloodline soldiers who had been terrified.

This situation strongly resembled a scene where bloodline powers overwhelmed and crushed the opposition, but such scenarios were supposed to involve only the Five Dragon Guard of Great Jin crushing others...

The Five Dragon Guard of Great Jin, comprised of elite bloodline warriors, were rarely matched in presence even by the Barbarians of Ancient Huan Country, let alone crushed. The soldiers had never witnessed such in their lifetime.

Though they were new recruits, were they not somewhat too ineffectual?

However, Weichi Peng, now flying mid-air and sensing the formidable presence opposite him, did not share this sentiment.

Instead, he watched the robust men on the other side with a fervent gaze!

Fine soldiers!!!

Weichi Peng had been leading troops for many years, a fierce warrior who once roamed the battlefields of the north. He had led his fair share of high-quality Five Dragon Guard, so his insights were not shallow.

Yet at this moment, he still gazed at the soldiers on the opposite bank as if they were fine works of art!

Even when comparing them to his own Personal Soldiers, he felt that the soldiers on the opposing side were of better quality.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t defeat them. His Personal Soldiers had accompanied him across numerous battlefields, armed with a wealth of combat experience. He was confident they could face any foe.

But combat prowess was one thing, and quality another.

They had never seen soldiers with such outstanding foundational strength and vitality. To him, these soldiers were like the finest ingredients to a chef, and with just a bit of refinement, would surely become an invincible force!

Where did Chen Qing get such high-quality troops from?

"Can he fly?"

The soldiers on the opposite bank curiously watched the figure in the sky, their faces showing surprise.

"Is that Weichi Peng?"

"It must be, he’s very famous!"

"I’ve heard of his reputation too, the slayer of the north in the past!"

A group of soldiers chatted animatedly, their voices loud enough for Weichi Peng in the sky to hear, but his heart grew more astonished.

Although the soldiers opposite were amazed at his identity, not a single one showed fear; even when facing his aura, none of them averted their gaze, which only stoked his envy further.

To know, even among his Personal Soldiers, few dared to look him in the eye once he unleashed his bloodline power, yet these soldiers on the opposite bank dared to do so, every single one of them!

"What are you all doing?"

A commanding voice interrupted the soldiers’ babble, and Weichi Peng in the sky paused, his eyes fiercely turning towards that tallest figure!

"Eh? The fog has cleared? This is earlier than our lord predicted..." The tall man looked across the river and then up to the sky, aware of the threatening gaze from above.

The gaze of both parties met mid-air, sparking tangible fireworks in the air as if colliding!

"Oh?" The large man immediately grinned with a smile: "Weichi Peng?"

"Who are you?" Weichi Peng looked sternly at the other man, feeling a surge of excitement fueled by his bloodline power stirring within him.

He could clearly sense the man opposite him was strong!

A worthy adversary!!

This excitement had eluded him for quite some time; the last was when he encountered that powerfully immense Demon in Lyuzhou.

"I am Xuu Hu," the big man said with a smile: "I’m honored to clash with the legendary Family Head of the Weichi Clan. I hope you’re more than just a well-known name."

Weichi Peng frowned: "Where is Chen Qing?"

With such a commotion, Chen Qing should be aware, so where was he?

"Our lord?" Xuu Hu chuckled: "He has some important matters to attend to..."

"He left?" Weichi Peng was astonished.

Xuu Hu looked puzzled: "You don’t think you’re significant enough for our Family Head to personally wait here for you, do you?"

Weichi Peng: "....."