I have an endless army of warriors, rampaging across the heavens.

Chapter 104 Mind Matrix: Five Hundred People as One! [Major Revision!]

Level 10 assassin, 6 times the quality.

It has roughly the same strength as a sixth-tier organ master.

However, those who practice martial arts are far more skilled at manipulating force than those who rely solely on brute strength.

and so.

A level nine assassin with five times the quality is no match for a level five practitioner unleashing their full power.

Even a level 10 assassin with six times the stats is no match for a level 6 internal organ expert.

Even amidst a massive army, six times the strength and six levels are more than enough.

At that time!
The tenth-level assassins are the spearhead.

The blade is made from the body of a low-ranking assassin.

More than 500 suicide soldiers, all clad in armor, with swords in their right hands and shields in their left, charged forward without looking back.

"Let me form the head!"

Zuo Jing possesses Chen Bawu, his blood boiling with passion.

What good man doesn't yearn to go to the battlefield, shed blood and fight fiercely?

Sakyo also yearns for it.

But he was truly afraid of dying.

But now, possessing a deadly assassin not only doesn't mean they're afraid of dying, but the assassin isn't afraid of them dying either, and they can even be resurrected after death.

What's there to be afraid of?
Just do it and it’s done!
He wielded a knife, but knew nothing else; he only knew one set of "Eight Blade-Breaking Slashes"—

The so-called "Eight Blades to Break the Edge" refers to eight sets of sword techniques using a broadsword. Each move is clean and swift, and every strike can hit the enemy's vital points. It was specifically designed to counter the Japanese devils' skill in stabbing.

First move: A powerful, head-on cleaving strike with the blade.

Second move: Swing your hand horizontally to strike the waist.

The third move: Sweep away the autumn leaves with the wind.

Fourth move: Sweep away all enemies, none can escape.

Fifth move: Step forward and flick like thunder.

Sixth move: Continuous lifting of the willow branch and downward slant cut.

Seventh move: Left and right defenses rely on quick strikes.

Eighth move: Shifting stance and changing form with a thrusting dagger.

The knife skills are actually simple; they all depend on quick eyes and hands, as well as boldness and courage.

"Strategic maneuvering!"

"Chopping melons and vegetables!"

"Cool!"

"Absolutely awesome!"

Zuo Jing possessed the body of a level 10 assassin and charged forward relentlessly.

As for the command of the assassins, there is a 'mind matrix'. The five hundred assassins are of one mind, as if they were wielding the same arm. The five hundred people are as one, as one person, and their power is unimaginable.

Originally, Zuo Jing's favorite weapons were throwing axes and javelins, because they did not require close-quarters combat with assassins. From a distance, he could wear down experts simply by relying on his strength and numbers.

But not now.

Firstly, the experts they face now are much stronger. It's fine if someone with a level six internal organ is extremely strong, but the real danger lies in those clad in tungsten blood armor who are impervious to blades and spears and have incredibly fast reflexes. Even if hundreds or thousands of flying axes, javelins, and arrows come from all directions towards a level six expert clad in tungsten blood armor, they can be easily blocked, at most expending some of their stamina, but that's just a drop in the ocean.

on the other hand.

Whether it's throwing axes, javelins, or bows and arrows, these ranged attacks all require a certain level of skill. There's a saying that 'accuracy' is crucial; the farther away you are, the less accurate you become. If you can't throw or shoot accurately, you'll waste a lot of resources and instead give the expert endless firepower to launch a counterattack.

That would be extremely unwise.

Zuo Jing doesn’t take it.

Previously, close combat was a mess, with extremely poor coordination, and swarming in resulted in heavy casualties. It was purely about throwing lives away, with no skill involved, which Zuo Jing often didn't want to do.

Things are different now.

With the 'Mind Matrix' coordinating everything, these five hundred people are as one, and can even be seen as one person having five hundred bodies, all of whom can move around like normal people.

at this time.

"Come on!"

Five hundred elite warriors rushed out.

Don't underestimate 500 people; it's actually a lot, and at first glance, it can be described as a sea of ​​people.

On the contrary, in the main camp of officers and soldiers, who could have imagined that there would be an internal riot? Each unit and battalion set up their own camps and could not take care of the aftermath. Information transmission was limited, and one battalion had no idea what was happening in another battalion.

Such a charge was unexpected.

Zuo Jing and his five hundred men faced fewer government troops than the number of suicide soldiers at any given moment, and the soldiers were killed indiscriminately.

Five hundred suicide soldiers charge—

The shield bearers are in front.

The spearman is in the center.

Knife-wielding assassins weaved through the crowd. The massacre began!
……

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!!"

“Oh shit!”

Among the officers and soldiers was a master named Jiang Yuan, one of the top experts among the 300,000 troops. He had long been extremely skilled in internal organs. This time, he led his troops to obey Jin Sheng's orders and was given a set of tungsten blood armor, which made him even more powerful.

But seeing five hundred people charging forward unexpectedly still gave me a fright.

"I am the military commander of Yongzhou, who dares to act presumptuously?!"

Jiang Yuan roared, trying to intimidate the bandits with his own reputation, and charged forward, wielding his sword to begin the fight.

however.

useless.

Those five hundred people disregarded everything and remained as one—

The shield is precise in its ability to block at any point, leaving no blind spots.

The timing of the spear thrusts, the angle from which they were delivered, who would attack, and who would prepare were all meticulously planned.

The timing of the broadsword strikes, the progression of the attack, and how to avoid conflict with others are all meticulously planned.

Just for a moment.

Jiang Yuan suddenly felt as if there were knives and spears everywhere, swish swish swish, attacking his vital points and blind spots, covering his entire body. Moreover, it was not the kind of situation where the formation would be disrupted after one wave of attacks. The enemy's formation seemed to be layer upon layer, clearly composed of individual soldiers, yet it felt like he was sparring with a master, one move after another being broken.

Interlocking.

Progressing step by step.

Dispose of tricks at a glance.

The five hundred people were incredibly skillful in both their reactions and their teamwork.

For the first time, Jiang Yuan truly experienced what it meant to be "outmatched by two fists."

We simply can't handle it.

The signs of defeat were immediately apparent.

Puff puff!
Bang bang bang!
Clang clang!
Spears pierced his body, and broadswords slashed at him. Although the tungsten blood armor could withstand external injuries, the force from the spears and swords could not be completely deflected and still fell on him through the armor.

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

"Come die!"

"go away!"

Jiang Yuan held his knife and fought back fiercely, but looking around, he could only hit the shields with his knife.

A shield it is!
Knife in hand.

Slash fiercely.

"burst!"

With a burst of power and an outward release, the shield was cleaved in two with a single strike, and the shield-bearer was killed in two strikes.

Extremely vigorous.

But whenever he attacks, he inevitably becomes distracted in defense, and the broadswords and spears from all directions rain down on him even more fiercely.

Although the river source is made of steel and iron, it is not truly invulnerable to swords and spears.

He could indeed ignore attacks from ordinary people, but the five hundred assassins he faced were all formidable individuals with physical abilities 2.2 to 3.0 times stronger than his opponents.

He's very strong!
Quick response!
Five hundred people acted as one, with seven hands and eight feet, launching wave after wave of attacks.

Who can stop this?

"Come die!"

This time, Zuo Jing shouted loudly and suddenly slashed at Jiang Yuan's face with his sword, but it was blocked by Jiang Yuan's long sword.

But not in the way.

"die!"

Other assassins, armed with spears, found Jiang Yuan's weakness and thrust their spears through the cunning gap, tearing open his tungsten-blood armor to expose his chest. In the blink of an eye, the next spear followed, delivered with uncanny precision, as if by premonition.

puff!

One shot pierced through.

"Uh!"

Jiang Yuan couldn't believe it.

He looked down at his chest.

He was shocked.

He was a sixth-level organ expert, and now he had the Tungsten Blood Armor. He should have been invincible. But how could he have been killed by a few soldiers?
This is impossible!

But he's dead!

……

(End of this chapter)