Dream of the Red Chamber: From a Border Ruffian to a Capital Tyrant

That's right, Jia Lang is no longer planning to escape.

Their previous desperate escape was merely to buy Li Tiedan and the others a sliver of hope.

Now that enough time has been spent, those brothers must have already entered the pass.

Thinking of this, Jia Lang let out a long breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and the huge stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Then, he slowly turned around to face the ever-approaching, overwhelming Xiongnu pursuers, and a smile slowly spread across his face.

Since transmigrating to this world of Dream of the Red Chamber, Jia Lang has vaguely sensed something strange about his body.

Perhaps it was the soul mutation brought about by the transmigration, or perhaps it was the breaking of the genetic lock originally hidden in this body, but he clearly felt that his strength was increasing day by day at an alarming speed!

Even now, because he lacks precise force measuring tools, he doesn't even know where his limits are!

In a flash, Jia Lang recalled an old news story he had read in his previous life.

In an attempt to save her daughter who was trapped under a car, a frail mother, fueled by an adrenaline rush, lifted a car weighing several tons with her bare hands!

Later, experts analyzed that in order to protect the fragile bodily functions, the human brain subconsciously blocks most of the muscle power, and people can only exert 20% of their strength normally.

If the brain doesn't restrain itself, and a punch is thrown, the bones will probably be shattered by the force of one's own muscles first.

Upon closer examination, Jia Lang now almost perfectly fits this state of "restriction lifted"!

If the original, mediocre soul could only exert 20% of its power, then he, who came from the modern world, possessed extremely strong soul power, and had been tempered by life and death, could exert 50%, or even 70% or 80% of its terrifying power without any hindrance!

As for the reason, although Jia Lang did not understand medicine, a report about "near-death experiences" from his previous life seemed to explain it all.

This body had been dead before, and its brain had briefly stopped functioning.

When this otherworldly soul entered his body, the superposition of the two souls produced a wonderful reaction where one plus one is greater than two.

Once the brain reboots, the "safety lock" that previously bound the body completely fails!

For him, in this cold-blooded era, this was undoubtedly the strongest trump card bestowed by heaven!

At this moment, Jia Lang's large, fan-like hand gripped the heavy iron hammer tightly, his knuckles cracking like popping beans from the force.

As he watched the Xiongnu cavalry charge in like dark clouds pressing down on the city, his eyes were no longer those of a human, but those of a wolf king staring at its prey, the intense killing intent almost overflowing from his eyes!

...

"Jia Lang!! You've reached a dead end, there's nowhere to escape!!!"

Why fight like a cornered beast?

"Why not surrender to my tribe!"

"I assure you, as long as you kneel down and submit, the Great Chanyu will be generous with his rewards, and it's not impossible that he'll even appoint you as a king with ten thousand households!"

The Xiongnu commander suddenly pulled on the reins fifty paces away from Jia Lang, looked at the lone figure in front of him, and shouted in a booming voice.

The voice was full of the arrogance and greed of a cat playing with a mouse, as well as a hint of barely perceptible fear.

Although the stiff language sounded a bit strange, Jia Lang understood it; he understood every single word.

Jia Lang sat on his horse, his posture as upright as a spear, his gaze as cold as a knife, slowly scanning the group of Xiongnu wolf riders who had surrounded him.

Not a single wasted word, not a single moment of hesitation!

Suddenly, Jia Lang raised the heavy iron hammer in his hand. Facing the thousands of enemy soldiers surging like a tide, he not only did not retreat, but instead spurred his horse, and his warhorse let out a desperate charging neigh, carrying him like a black cannonball, and pounced on the Xiongnu army like a tiger!

"kill!!!"

This roar, unlike a human voice, was more like the cry of a dragon and the howl of a tiger. It completely drowned out the sound of thousands of warhorses' hooves, and the surrounding air trembled!

The Xiongnu man was taken aback when he saw the lone figure charging towards him. He then instinctively reined in his horse and slowed down for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Na Danghu was overjoyed, his eyes gleaming with madness, and he roared in a hoarse voice:

"Hahaha! These two sheep have gone mad!!"

"Capture him alive!"

"Don't kill them!"

"Whoever captures this beast alive will be rewarded with a hundred head of cattle and sheep!"

"Give the slave fifty!"

"A generous reward awaits!!"

"Capture the dry dog ​​alive!!"

The Huns responded in unison, their greedy roars echoing through the sky as if to tear the heavens apart.

Before he finished speaking, the group of Xiongnu cavalry, like hungry jackals with green glint in their eyes, brandished their scimitars and lassos and charged madly toward Jia Lang.

"Bang!!"

In just a dozen breaths, Jia Lang clashed violently with the vanguard of the Xiongnu!

A burly Xiongnu cavalryman, holding a heavy cowhide shield aloft in one hand and wielding a sharp, strange curved blade in the other, with a ferocious grin on his face, charged straight at Jia Lang's face like a wolf pouncing on its prey.

An inch longer, an inch stronger!

One force can overcome ten techniques!

Before the scimitar could fall, the heavy hammer in Jia Lang's hand pierced the air like a black lightning bolt!

The hammer and shield collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar like a battering ram striking a bell!

"Snap—!!"

After the loud bang, a sickeningly painful sound of bones cracking rang out.

The burly Xiongnu man on horseback was suddenly lifted off the ground, horse and all, like a rag doll struck by a crossbow bolt!

He flew out at an astonishing speed, with a piercing whistling sound, crashing straight into the dense group of his companions behind him.

Instantly, four or five Xiongnu men were knocked off their horses by the human cannonball, losing their balance.

In a high-speed cavalry charge, falling from your horse has only one fate—to be mercilessly trampled!

"ah...."

The Huns who fell from their horses didn't even have time to let out a complete scream before they were mercilessly trampled by the iron hooves of their own comrades' warhorses, instantly turning into a pile of minced meat. Blood and entrails splattered everywhere, staining the withered yellow grass red!

Jia Lang charged forward relentlessly, unstoppable!

He was like a tireless human bulldozer, and no one could withstand his power!

Soon, Jia Lang, like a sword blade, plunged fiercely into the center of the Xiongnu army's formation!

"drink!!"

Jia Lang let out another roar, exerted his strength from his waist and abdomen, gripped the end of the hammer, and swung it in a full-moon-like arc, using himself as the axis!

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

The power of that hammer blow was like Mount Tai pressing down!

The Huns struck by the heavy hammer had their weapons and armor shattered!

They were sent flying like withered leaves swept up by a gale, spraying blood in mid-air and smashing down one enemy after another behind them!

In an instant, a vacuum zone several feet in diameter was cleared out around Jia Lang!

Limbs and severed arms were scattered all over the ground, while Jia Lang, standing in the center, was covered in blood, like an inviolable god of death who had returned from hell!