Fearing being killed for his overwhelming merits, the empress decided to marry him.

On the eastern railway, after the train derailed and overturned due to the explosion of the tracks, all the righteous men rushed towards the collapsed train as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Sword energy and palm energy blasted at the metal cart as everyone vented their pent-up humiliation and resentment.

But soon, Jiang Mohan realized something was wrong.

"Stop, stop everyone!"

"There's nobody on the train! There's nobody on it at all!"

A gasp of surprise instantly brought the crowd to a standstill.

Hao Dayou checked everything and then stared wide-eyed at Jiang Mohan: "What's going on? Where is the Tyrant? Why is there no one in the car?"

"I, I don't know either!"

A chill ran through them, and many people had already realized what was happening.

"Oh no! Run! We've fallen into a trap!"

Jiang Mohan and Hao Dayou spoke up almost simultaneously.

boom--

But just then, a thunderous roar descended from the sky.

A shell landed directly in the dense crowd and exploded.

The righteous warriors who had no time to dodge were instantly blown away by the shockwave.

What followed was a series of booming cannon shots, with shells raining down on the dense forest as if they were free.

In just one short round of bombardment, the scene was littered with corpses.

Many of the remaining righteous men were terrified when they first witnessed the immense power of weaponry; their pants were soaked with sweat, and they scattered in all directions in a desperate panic.

"Everyone, don't panic, don't be confused, listen to my instructions."

"If you continue like this, you will only be divided and annihilated by the enemy."

However, no one paid any attention to them anymore; everyone was only concerned with their own escape.

boom--

Another loud bang was heard, followed by screams of agony from within the dense forest.

A newly developed explosive bomb exploded in the crowd, scattering hundreds of iron beads that instantly turned the surrounding crowd into a bloody mist.

Upon witnessing this scene, Jiang Mohan was filled with despair.

All he can do now is try his best to lead his men out of the encirclement.

He grabbed a panicked martial artist and said, "Follow us, we'll take you away."

"Go away!"

The martial artist shoved Jiang Mohan aside, pointed at his nose, and backed away, saying, "It's all your fault! You made us trust you, but you betrayed us! The Shushan Sword Sect is just a lackey of the imperial court, and they've joined forces with the court to wipe us out!"

"No, no, really no, brother..."

"Who said we're brothers? Don't stop me, you bunch of scoundrels!"

boom--

The warrior shouted fiercely, and in that instant, a cannonball landed beneath him, blasting his body to pieces.

The moment the blood splattered onto his face, Jiang Mohan felt numb all over.

He had no idea what he was doing or what his purpose was. All his planning over the past few days had been a complete joke.

Fortunately, Hao Dayou grabbed him at that moment and said, "Let's go, stop spacing out."

"Alas!"

Jiang Mohan let out a furious shout, then rode his sword and prepared to leave with the other Sword Sect disciples.

However, just as they got up, a hail of bullets rained down, forcing them to return to the ground.

"Hahaha."

A burst of laughter rang out from above. Wu Jie, dressed in a navy blue military uniform with a cloak over his shoulders, laughed loudly at the chaotic crowd below.

"Wu Jie! It's you! How dare you betray us?"

Upon seeing this, Hao Dayou shouted loudly.

Wu Jie smiled sarcastically: "Betrayal? I, Wu Jie, am paid for by the emperor and have always served him faithfully."

As soldiers, our duty is to protect the peace and security of our nation and safeguard our country. How could we possibly collude with you traitors and rebels?

Jiang Mohan almost ground his teeth to powder: "So from the very beginning, you deliberately approached us?"

"If we don't do this, how can we lure out and wipe you out, you bunch of traitors who bring disaster to the country?"

"Wu Jie, you will die a horrible death."

"It is you lawless traitors who should die!"

At Wu Jie's command, guns and cannons roared once more.

"Guard!"

Jiang Mohan, Hao Dayou, and the other twelve Immortal Realm warriors all formed a protective barrier around themselves, using their protective energy to offset the impact of the artillery barrage.

Jiang Mohan stared intently at Wu Jie high above, waiting for him to run out of ammunition before rushing over and beheading him.

"General Wu, our ammunition is ineffective against those Immortal Realm cultivators. Their protective aura can block all shrapnel impacts from thirty paces away, and close-range combat with the heavy machine gun team is too dangerous. What should we do?"

"You underestimate my Great Chu. Pull him up."

The next moment, two 37mm anti-armor infantry guns were pushed in front of Wu Jie.

"The army commander said that once firearms were invented, individual bravery on the battlefield was destined to be eliminated."

He personally operated the infantry gun and pulled the trigger hard.

Bang~

A loud bang echoed through the air.

The next moment, a disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect was pierced through the chest by a direct-fire cannonball.

"what?!"

Seeing their fellow disciple's unseeing eyes, the others panicked.

bang bang bang-

Before anyone could react, three more shots rang out, and two more people were hit on the spot.

One skull split open, another's intestines were pierced through the abdomen, and after a cloud of blood filled the air, two more people fell to the ground.

"This is terrifying. Immortals are like paper in front of such a weapon."

"Then what exactly have we been doing all these decades or even centuries of arduous cultivation?"

"No, I don't want to stay here. I'll die, and we'll all die."

Fear, like a poisonous weed, began to spread wildly in the hearts of these self-proclaimed superior immortal warriors.

Apart from Jiang Mohan and Hao Dayou, the other disciples no longer had the courage to resist and immediately turned and ran.

But soon, more anti-armor guns were brought out, their targets aimed directly at these immortal warriors.

These martial artists, after years of arduous training, were ultimately forced into a corner with no way out.

They had hoped to use their superior skills to get close to the anti-tank gun, but the machine gunners on both sides of the anti-tank gun prevented them from advancing any further.

Seeing the Immortal Realm warriors fall one by one, Wu Jie immediately ordered: "Shrink the encirclement! Anyone who dares to resist, kill them without mercy!"

At a command, tens of thousands of soldiers gradually began to approach these remnants of the rebel party.

The remaining hundred or so people were gradually forced to squeeze into an inner circle.

Before them stood rows of rifles with bayonets gleaming, pointed mercilessly at them.

"Who, who is it!"

Suddenly, a shout rang out from the crowd.

"Who betrayed us?!"

"shooting!"

bang bang bang-

The moment the gun fired, blood mist billowed, and the warriors fell one by one into pools of blood.

Even in death, they cried out, "Who betrayed us?"

After the battle, Wu Jie learned while cleaning up the battlefield that Gao Mohan and Hao Dayou were missing.

"It's alright, it's good that they go back."

Wu Jie lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and looked in the direction of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

"There is another dead end waiting for them there."

……

After escaping Wu Jie's encirclement, Jiang Mohan and Hao Dayou headed towards the Shushan Sword Sect.

Suddenly, Hao Dayou sat down on a rock, clutching his stomach, and said to Jiang Mohan with a weary expression, "Senior Brother Jiang, I can't stay with you any longer."

"Junior Brother Hao, what's wrong?"

Jiang Mohan followed Hao Dayou's gaze and saw that his lower abdomen was already gushing blood...

"Junior Brother Hao, you..."

"Listen to me, we must find out who betrayed us. I don't believe it was Senior Brother Sun, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hao Dayou breathed his last.