Starting as a centurion, he fought his way through the chaos of the world.

Chapter 89 Harvest and Chaos
"Kid, I don't care who you are, you deserve to die for making such a mess of this camp today!"

As the Vulture Taoist spoke, his body had already taken to the air, his black robe billowing in the strong wind.

It was incredibly fast, and its palms were shimmering with a blood-red glow.

With his arrival, a fishy smell followed closely behind.

Lu Ming frowned.

His body was coated with a faint golden light, and the halberd in his hand stretched out as if it had transformed into a dragon.

The sound of dragons and elephants resounded.

Where the halberd passed, the sonic booms were deafening.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Eight Desolate Halberd and the Vulture Taoist's claw marks collided several times in succession.

The latter eventually began to move backward.

A sense of caution appeared in his cold eyes.

He used the methods of the martial arts world—ruthless and unpredictable.

Lu Ming's attacks, on the other hand, were wide-ranging and powerful, as if cast in stone.

Moreover, it is full of deadly moves.

The recent clash made Vulture Taoist realize that the enemy before him was definitely not comparable to the good-for-nothings he had encountered in the past.

"When did Yunzhou produce such a powerful figure as you?" The voice of the Vulture Daoist was hoarse yet sharp.

It sounded like the howl of a wild beast, which was very unpleasant to listen to.

Lu Ming frowned. "If you had said less, you might have lived a little longer."

When his voice rang out.

The warhorses were already galloping forward.

He swung his halberd down with tremendous force, carrying immense power.

The faint shadows of dragons and elephants emanated from Lu Ming's body, as if he were looking up at the sky and chanting.

The heavy, domineering, and savage force descended.

The Vulture Taoist retreated rapidly.

"Bang!" The Great Wilderness Halberd crashed to the ground, creating a huge crater, and the force of the impact sent fragments of rock flying everywhere.

Even though the Vulture Taoist was quite fast, he was also enveloped in it.

The innate true essence covers the entire body.

However, it was still shattered by the surging force.

He stumbled and fell to the ground.

Lu Ming leaped off his horse, his boots gleaming with azure gold.

It plummeted downwards as if it were made of metal.

Wherever it passed, it collided with the air, bursting out with a piercing whistle.

The target was none other than the Vulture Taoist's chest.

In the rush, the other party could only raise their arms to defend themselves.

The crimson light on his hands pulsed more and more joyfully.

Like a pair of eagle claws, it reached out to grab Lu Ming's ankle.

"Bang!" But the next moment, his ten fingers were broken by Lu Ming's shock.

It let out a shrill scream.

Then, the enormous foot stepped onto the Vulture Taoist's chest.

This strike is called Dragon-Elephant Stomp.

Extremely brutal.

Even with the Vulture Taoist's physical body being tempered by innate true essence, this kick alone was quite remarkable.

However, the sternum still collapsed.

It was even pierced.

There was no breath left.

He lay on the ground, only his legs twitching in place.

But after a few breaths, there was no further movement.

Lu Ming extended his halberd and pulled back his bamboo hat.

A hideous and terrifying face appeared before me.

The vulture-like Taoist's face appeared to have been gnawed by wild beasts, leaving it pockmarked and uneven.

After glancing at it, Lu Mingfei mounted his horse and charged back into the battlefield.

With halberds swirling, the rebels were driven to their deaths, leaving them with nowhere to escape.

The fighting didn't finally end until late at night.

The ground was littered with corpses and severed limbs.

The smell of blood was even somewhat pungent.

The armor of Lu Ming's soldiers was soaked in blood.

Wang Han's hurried footsteps rang out, "My lord, kill all the rebels in the camp."

"Let the soldiers eat some dry rations, pack all the supplies overnight, we'll leave tomorrow. Tell Hu Fei to keep his eyes peeled today, and shoot anyone who gets close to the camp!"

"Yes, sir!" Wang Han replied and hurriedly withdrew.

Moments later, the entire camp was bustling with activity.

Many soldiers would start working with a steamed bun in their mouths.

The torches did not go out; they were still burning.

Everything was done according to the usual rules of the camp.

From a distance, it seems impossible to see any difference now.

Lu Ming sat by a campfire and ate a piece of roasted jerky.

I opened the data panel to see how many points I had earned this time.

"Two million three hundred thousand, that's quite a lot," Lu Ming muttered to himself.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips, though he wondered what the rebels' expressions would be when they learned their supplies had been seized.

However, this is not something he should care about.

Without hesitation, he immediately exchanged for the "Black Tortoise Golden Bell Cover".

Then, a large number of cultivation techniques and their inheritances flooded his mind.

According to Lu Ming's understanding, this body-training technique can no longer be considered an ordinary martial art.

It seems to point directly to the path of immortality.

Once mastered, one can shatter the void with their physical body.

It gathers the true spirit of the Xuanwu Golden Bell to protect the body.

It cannot be harmed by magical artifacts, nor can it be destroyed by heavenly lightning.

However, he cannot cultivate it yet, as the Golden Bell Cover technique is not yet complete.

Once it is completely perfected, advancing to the "Black Tortoise Golden Bell Cover" will be a natural progression.

Then, he sat down and began to cultivate.

Nowadays, the physical body alone can rival that of the innate.

However, his cultivation level is still at the Qi Condensation Realm.

However, it needs constant refinement.

After spending 50,000 points to exchange for a Yuan Gang Pill, he popped it into his mouth.

The next moment, he felt a surge of energy spreading through his body.

This caused his cultivation level to begin to subtly increase.

At the same time, in Kunzhou, the fiefdom of Prince Yong.

Tuoba Hao sat in the main hall of the palace. After nearly a month of recuperation, he was completely recovered.

But the gloom on his face remained.

Inside the main hall, thick tallow candles, as thick as a child's arm, were burning.

His handsome face was illuminated by light and shadow.

Su Zhe and his advisors stood below, not daring to speak.

After leaving Yunzhou, they came directly to Kunzhou.

Because Tuoba Hao knew that if he stirred up trouble in Yunzhou, he would definitely be punished when he returned to Shangjing.

The main hall was quiet; no one dared to speak.

Just then, a ray of light shone in.

It was a paper dove; after entering the hall, it landed lightly in Tuoba Hao's hand.

I eagerly opened it, and there was only one word written on it: "Rebel".

Tuoba Hao was breathing rapidly.

This was passed down by my master; it must be my father's intention.

However, the other party is currently in the capital. If I were to rebel...

What should Father do?

He was conflicted.

They still have a shred of conscience.

However, after a moment of contemplation, Tuoba Hao threw the talisman to the ground and stood up abruptly.

"The Empress of Great Yu is a hen crowing at dawn, incompetent and foolish, causing the people to suffer and the lives of the people to be lost. My Yongwang Mansion has been summoned by Heaven and Earth and will take on the heavy responsibility of restoring order. Today we rebel!"

As his voice rang out.

The others in the main hall looked at each other in bewilderment.

Then, the leading military officers immediately stood up and said, "We are willing to lend the Crown Prince a hand!"

A seed of ambition is growing endlessly.

It finally broke through the soil.

Su Zhe snapped out of his daze and immediately bowed, saying, "I will obey the Crown Prince's command!"

Tuoba Hao looked at the crowd of supporters below, a satisfied expression on his face.

“Thank you for your support!”

Then, a series of deployments were made.

At this moment, Lu Ming had also finished his cultivation.

"Hoo!" He exhaled a long breath, feeling the increase in power within his body.

A look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Peak of the initial stage of Qi Refining, your cultivation progress is not bad." Then, he stood up.

Just then, Wang Han hurriedly walked over.

"Sir, all the supplies have been packed."

"Then let's go back first," Lu Ming said calmly.

There was no need for him to go to Yunmeng Prefecture anymore.

If the rebels learn that their supplies have been plundered, and if I return and then send troops to harass Zhelong Prefecture, the rebels might retreat.

As for whether or not the goal can be achieved.

Lu Ming wasn't sure either. After learning that there were people from the immortal sects supporting the rebels, he dared not lead his army deeper into the enemy territory.

He has no problem dealing with innate abilities now.

But what if it's beyond the innate?

Can I match him?

It's good to strive, but you must recognize your own strengths and weaknesses.

If it's just a little short, we can give it a shot; maybe we'll succeed.

But if the difference is too great, it could be fatal.

He wouldn't do something like that.

As for the imperial court's orders, he had already seized the rebels' supplies, which would be considered a great achievement no matter when it came to it.

It's perfectly acceptable to hand in the task.

"Yes, sir!" Wang Han replied and withdrew.

After he left.

After glancing into the distance, Lu Ming jumped onto his horse.

Then, the army slowly headed towards Hongdu Prefecture.

As for taking inventory of the supplies, let's talk about that when we get back.

However, Lu Ming knew that this time the harvest was good.

It's definitely not small.

The chests filled with silver stretched as far as the eye could see.

These traitors have probably plundered all the silver in the entire Zhelong Prefecture.

In the following days, Lu Ming returned almost the same way he came.

the other side.

Wu Han had held out for several days beneath the walls of Yunmeng City.

He was already seriously injured.

Several days ago, a spear pierced his chest.

But they still persisted and climbed onto the city wall.

Fortunately, his men were all fierce soldiers.

Thanks to the advantage of the city, they did not suffer much loss.

However, if this continues for too long, the city will inevitably fall.

Looking down at the dark mass of rebels, Wu Han's expression was unusually solemn.

As the sun slowly rose, I knew in my heart that the rebels' next attack was about to begin.

However, just as he ordered his army to prepare for battle...

However, riots broke out among the rebels.

Then, they saw Lin Futong, under the commander's flag, heading towards the rear.

The army also began a slow withdrawal.

For a moment, he was completely baffled.

However, he still dared not relax.

He stared at the rebels who were getting further and further away from him, wondering what tricks they were up to.

Until noon.

A captain rushed over and said, "General, a day ago, the garrison commander of Hongdu Prefecture launched a surprise attack on Wuling Mountain, wiping out the rebel army's supplies and killing tens of thousands of elite rebel soldiers. Lin Futong has withdrawn his troops!"

It took Wu Han a moment to recover his senses.

"Bang!" A palm slammed onto the thick city wall.

"Good, good, garrison commander of Hongdu Prefecture. Inform Mr. Li to immediately write a memorial explaining the matter clearly and send it to the imperial court to recommend the garrison commander of Hongdu for commendation."

After saying that, Wu Hanqiang struggled to his feet.

Looking towards Hongdu Prefecture.

A sense of anticipation arose in my heart for this general who had once again created a miracle.

Meanwhile, in the capital city, panic was gripping the people, and the officials in the Chaotian Hall bowed their heads.

Many people looked fearful.

The Empress remained behind the curtain.

"The heir of Prince Yong has rebelled. I wonder what everyone thinks?" Her voice was very cold.

There was no anger in his voice.

However, this only made the courtiers more nervous.

He Song gritted his teeth and stepped forward, saying, "Your Majesty, Tuoba Hao is my disciple. Although he has only been a disciple for a short time, he has committed a grave error. Please punish him, Your Majesty."

"Tap tap!" Just then, a figure slowly walked in.

He is Bao Sen, the commander of the Golden Guard and the Marquis of Jiujiang. He studied under a celestial sect and learned a variety of extraordinary skills, making his strength unfathomable.

"Your Majesty, Prince Yong has been imprisoned!"

"Execute him in three days!" the Empress's calm voice rang out.

Then, his gaze fell on He Song. "Since the Imperial Preceptor is Tuoba Hao's teacher, he has his own teaching principles and is willing to take responsibility. Now that he has rebelled, you are responsible for his failure to discipline him properly. You shall be imprisoned along with him and executed along with Prince Yong in three days!"

The Empress's voice was crisp and clear, devoid of any emotion.

This caused He Song's expression to change.

He hadn't expected that the Empress would show absolutely no respect for the sect behind him.

They were about to leave.

But the next moment, a faint purple aura shone in the hall.

"Boom!" He Song, who had just flown out, was bounced back.

The Empress's majestic voice rang out: "The Great Yu Dynasty has not perished yet, and the dragon vein still exists. Even if you are a member of the immortal sect, under the suppression of the dragon vein in the capital, you must abide by the rules of the Great Yu Dynasty amidst the smoke and fire of millions of people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Song was restrained by the Marquis of Jiujiang's magic and dragged out of the main hall.

He looked extremely disheveled.

It's just unknown whether he regrets taking Tuoba Hao as his disciple back then.

Silence fell once again in the main hall.

The Queen's voice rang out once again.

"What's the situation in Yunzhou?"

Sweat beaded on the foreheads of the assembled officials.

If nothing had happened in Queensland, then Yunzhou was just a minor ailment in their eyes.

But now, Queensland has raised the flag of rebellion.

Then Yunzhou absolutely cannot be lost.

This remote place has become exceptionally important at this time.

"Your Majesty, the latest battle report has arrived. The rebels have been besieging Yunmeng City for several days, and the garrison commander of Yunmeng is seriously wounded!"

Wei Zhong, the commander of the Black-Clad Guards, stepped forward cautiously.

This is a thin, middle-aged man, but don't be fooled by his appearance.

He was obedient and sensible in front of the Queen, but outside he was infamous for his ferocity.

All officials who saw him were somewhat intimidated.

The number of officials who died at his hands was countless.

The Black-Clad Guard's prison is a place that sends chills down one's spine at the mere mention of it.

This was because he was in charge of gathering information from all over the world.

They were the Empress's eyes and ears, and also a sharp sword used to kill for her.

"Wow!"

The drooping pendants swayed, their sound exceptionally clear in the silent hall.

This was the first time the court officials had ever seen this.

This shows just how furious the Empress was.

"Where is the Prime Minister? Where are the Imperial Guards?"

"There are too many rebels along the way, which have hindered the army's progress, but we should arrive in Yunzhou within ten days."

Sweat dripped from Wei Zhong's forehead.

His face grew increasingly pale.

The courtiers were also in an uproar.

Can Yunmeng Prefecture hold out for ten days? If the city falls, even if the Imperial Guards arrive, they may not be able to suppress the rebels who control two prefectures.

At that time, Yunzhou will likely be completely plunged into the quagmire of war.

Moreover, it also tied down 100,000 elite imperial guards.

This is extremely unfavorable for the entire imperial court.

"The court has supported you all for so many years, now is the time for you to contribute."

Think about it. When you can come up with a good solution, then you can all leave this palace.

If you can't figure it out in one day, wait another day; if you can't figure it out in ten days, wait ten days.

"I will not let you go hungry. I want to see if there is a single useful person among all these officials!"

The Empress's voice was colder than ever before.

"Whoosh!" The long sleeves swung out violently.

With her alluring figure, she walked out of the hall, leaving the assembled officials looking at each other in bewilderment.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

Lu Ming finally returned to Hongdu Prefecture, where everything remained unchanged.

In the fields, the crops are already half a person tall.

Along the way, local protection teams were practicing during their spare time.

The seemingly endless procession drew cheers from many residents upon entering Hongdu City.

As soon as Lu Ming got home, he couldn't wait to head to the backyard.

Guo Zhun, accompanied by his subordinates, excitedly counted the supplies with an abacus.

After the soldiers removed their armor, they went back to rest.

At that very moment, another team was slowly approaching Hongdu Prefecture.

Li Yan, sitting in the carriage, leaned out and asked, "General Hong, how far is it from Yunzhou?"

Along the way, the rebel army everywhere, the starving refugees, and the parched fields left the prime minister of Dayu exhausted.

He couldn't help but lick his chapped lips.

"Prime Minister Li, it should still be three days' journey!" a general in golden armor said.

He was in his forties, with deep, penetrating eyes.

He is Yuan Song, the Left Martial Guard Deputy General and Marquis of Hongshan. This time, he is leading 100,000 Imperial Guards to suppress the rebellion.

"Let's hurry, Yunzhou probably won't last much longer!" Li Yan said slowly.

Lu Ming was somewhat anxious.

"What Prime Minister Li says is true. I will immediately order the army to speed up!"

After saying that, he spurred his horse and rode off.

(End of this chapter)