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

"Run him over!"

"Run this damn dog over!"

The Xiongnu wolf riders stared at the lone figure stepping out of the city gate, their eyes instantly filled with bloodthirsty cruelty.

In their view, Jia Lang's actions were nothing short of suicide, like a god of longevity hanging himself, as if he had a death wish!

With a series of teeth-grinding winch whirring sounds, the gate-rushing chariot, carrying immense force, hurtled towards Jia Lang like a ferocious ancient beast!

This heavy cart not only carried hundreds of kilograms of massive timber and sheet metal, but also possessed immense kinetic energy, as if it would crush that tiny Han Chinese body into a pile of minced meat in the next instant.

As Jia Lang rapidly magnified in their field of vision, the burly Xiongnu men pushing the cart curled into a sneer of utter contempt, their hearts filled with utter mockery:

How dare a mere mortal block a car?

This is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot; it's utterly overestimating their own strength!

"drink!"

The massive vehicle appeared in Jia Lang's eyes like a moving black mountain, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

However, Jia Lang did not retreat an inch! He stood rooted to the spot like a javelin, his tongue thundering as he roared!

"ah!!!"

"Stop...!"

Faced with this earth-shattering impact, Jia Lang actually slammed the huge hammer into the bluestone slab beneath his feet. Amidst the flying debris, his large hands, stained with sticky blood, suddenly reached out and gripped the front of the rammed gate like iron clamps.

Those hands, though covered in blood, now unleashed a terrifying burst of power!

"Bang—!!!"

A deafening roar instantly shattered the battlefield, like a bolt of lightning striking from a clear sky, causing eardrums to ache and the ground to tremble.

"impossible!"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

"Gods and demons above!"

"Is this even human?!"

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, the eyes of all the Xiongnu people seemed to bulge out of their sockets.

Jia Lang was seen clinging tightly to the front of the carriage with his own body!

Behind him were dozens of Hun strongmen pushing the cart!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the car that had been rushing through the gate with unstoppable momentum actually came to a stop!

The Xiongnu people gasped, feeling their scalps tingle, unable to believe the mythical scene before them.

"Kill him! Push him! Crush him!"

After a brief silence, the Xiongnu general roared wildly.

More Xiongnu soldiers swarmed forward like ants, attempting to overwhelm Jia Lang with sheer numbers.

"what……"

Jia Lang's feet dug two deep furrows in the ground, forcing his body to slide backward.

Every inch of retreat was accompanied by the mournful cry of bones unable to bear the weight.

The immense force coming from the car door seemed to be squeezing out his internal organs!

His military boots were already shattered, and his feet were deeply embedded in the mud, leaving two shocking drag marks on the hard ground!

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Jia Lang let out a low growl like a wild beast, and the veins on his arms bulged out, like ferocious blue dragons coiled on his bronze skin, the veins clearly visible, as if they were about to burst out of his body!

He lowered his feet another half foot, exerted force with his waist and abdomen, and in this desperate dead end, he actually pushed the car sideways against the force of hundreds of pounds!

"Monster! He's a monster!"

As the Hunnic men watched the chariot slowly retreat, their fierce expressions turned into extreme fear, as if they were looking at a demon that had crawled out of hell.

"Die!!!"

On the flank, several Xiongnu warriors suppressed their fear, raised their scimitars, and charged towards Jia Lang's open space like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

"General!"

"Watch out for hidden attacks!"

"Despicable! Those damned Hun dogs!"

The soldiers on the city wall were furious, cursing loudly, wishing they could sprout wings and fly down.

At this critical moment, Jia Ren led his elite reinforcements out of the city gate like divine soldiers descending from the sky, instantly colliding with the attacking Xiongnu. Amidst the flashing swords and the clash of weapons, the situation was temporarily stabilized.

In a flash, Jia Lang caught a glimpse of blades flashing from both sides.

At that moment, a sudden inspiration struck him, and his mind instantly entered a strange and clear state.

The world has slowed down.

In his vision, the Hun's movements as slow as a snail as he swung his sword. He could even see the distorted flesh on the other's face caused by the force of the blows, and the cruel grin on his lips.

The shouts of battle around me were stretched out infinitely, becoming low and distant.

Only his own heartbeat could be heard.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Like the beating of war drums, the sound resounded through the sky, drowning out all other sounds in the world!

Jia Lang was suddenly startled to realize that the heavy gate-breaking cart in his hand was now as light as a feather!

"call……"

"die!!"

Real time resumes its flow.

Jia Lang didn't even have time to think; his body reacted instinctively.

He used both hands to grab the huge metal log of the gate carriage and swung it around!

"boom!!"

With a loud crash, the car overturned sideways, its four wheels pointing skyward.

For a moment, the entire hall fell silent.

Whether it was the ferocious Xiongnu wolf cavalry or the iron-blooded Yanmen Pass garrison, they were all frozen in place, mouths agape, staring blankly at the scene before them.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Jia Lang stood proudly on the spot.

He looked at his hands, then turned to look at the Chongmen cart, which had been thrown a meter away and was now a pile of wrecked wood, his eyes filled with a mixture of bewilderment and wildness.

"Mars!!"

"The God of War has descended!"

"mighty!!!"

"mighty!"

After a brief pause, cheers erupted from the walls of Yanmen Pass like a landslide and a tsunami!

The sound surged straight into the sky, as if it wanted to roar out all the repression and frustration of the past few days!

Around Jia Lang, the surviving Xiongnu people trembled and instinctively retreated, looking at Jia Lang as if he were a god of death.

"He's a devil...he's a devil!"

Desperate cries echoed through the Xiongnu ranks, and their morale collapsed instantly.

However, the Xiongnu were, after all, a wolf-like army.

A few breaths later, more enemy soldiers, stepping over the corpses of their comrades, surged forward like a tide, their eyes red with fury.

Jia Lang was no longer able to fight against the divine power. He knew when to stop, so he picked up the heavy hammer from the ground, flicked his wrist, and the hammer flashed like black lightning, smashing the first few heads to pieces.

Without hesitation, he withdrew and retreated quickly, slipping into the city gate.

At this time, dozens of Xiongnu soldiers had already infiltrated the city gate and were fighting and harassing the area inside the gate, making it impossible for the defending troops to close the two giant gates.

Seeing this, Jia Lang gripped his heavy iron hammer and charged into the crowd.

With a swing of the heavy hammer, a clearing was forcefully created.

Immediately afterwards, he slammed the heavy hammer into the ground again, and his pair of incredibly strong hands actually gripped the door knockers of the two large doors!