HLnovel Chapter 461 Xuan Ying Sacrifices to Heaven
Chapter 461 Xuan Ying Sacrifices to Heaven
The heads in the wooden boxes had been smeared with lime powder, thus masking most of the smell.
Most of the heads had their eyes wide open, with expressions of fear, surprise, anger, and helplessness on their faces. Moreover, the heads were neatly stacked in the box, with the faces facing upwards. At first glance, it was indeed very scary.
The majority of those killed were from Chisha, but there were also some from Cangmu.
"Is this kid surnamed Xuan planning to kill all the Sha people in the world? If he wants to kill them, then why does he have to collect their heads in boxes? What's the use of that?" Ma Yan calmed down and ordered his men to close the black box again and keep it under strict guard, not allowing anyone to approach it, let alone open it.
Ma Yan waited in fear for three days, and finally Xuanying came back with the original group.
However, there were two more large trucks at the end of the team, and one of the trucks was carrying a similar large black box. Needless to say, it must be full of the heads of Saudi people!
The other was loaded with neatly arranged stones, but no one knew what they were for.
Ma Yan led more than 100 soldiers to stand at the pass, ostensibly to welcome them, but in fact to question Xuanying on why he had killed so many Sha people. However, he knew very well that if the two sides got into a quarrel, his 100 men would not be able to stop Xuanying and his men, and if a fight broke out, the entire camp might be destroyed.
Without waiting for Ma Yan to speak, Xuanying bowed and said, "General Ma, Xuanying needs your help."
Ma Yan said coldly: "Tell me what favor you want. As long as it's not random killing and as long as it can be done, I can agree to it."
Xuan Ying did not beat around the bush and said directly: "Please ask your brothers to send that cart of heads to me."
Ma Yan was about to ask him why he did this, but suddenly remembered that he had just said, "As long as it's not killing people indiscriminately and as long as it can be done, I can agree to it." Although this was very disgusting, it was not difficult to do. He had no choice but to order his soldiers with a cold face to go and move the head in the black box over.
When he was talking to the soldiers below, he didn't dare to look at Xuanying, because his eyes were a hundred times colder than the coldest ice in the world, so cold that it made people's internal organs tremble.
While waiting, Xuanying found a slightly open space far away from the checkpoint, and then ordered a dozen soldiers to move the stones from the carts and build a stone platform three or four feet high.
There were a few stones missing for the stone platform, so Xuanying walked to a large rock on the roadside and stared at it for a moment. Then a soldier handed him a sheathed broadsword.
Xuanying pulled it out casually, but saw that the blade was dark and without any luster. It was a black straight-blade knife, about three feet long and three inches wide, and there was nothing special about it.
Xuanying took the knife in his hand, took a deep breath, and then used the knife to draw on the big stone in all directions. The blade pierced into the big stone, as easy as cutting tofu.
All the soldiers in Baijun City knew that the stones near Yixianya Pass were made of extremely hard granite, and ordinary swords would cause the blades to bend if they were cut with them, let alone cutting the stones.
Even if the black knife in his hand was a magical weapon, it was not easy to cut through the hard granite. It was impossible for ordinary people to cut it into pieces as easily as tofu.
Seeing him display such a supreme skill, Ma Yan and others were so shocked that they were speechless. They thought that the best martial artist in Baijun City should be General Mu Longguang, whose original force was close to the sixth level, but compared with the young man in black before them, he seemed to be quite inferior.
The expressions on the faces of everyone in Jinyang City remained the same as usual. Perhaps it was because they had seen it so many times before that they were not surprised.
After Xuanying finished cutting the big stone, his soldiers went over to move out the stones for building the stone platform, and they just built a round stone platform that was three or four feet high and one foot and fourteen or five feet long.
Then the heads of the Saudi people were moved one by one to the center of the circular platform and piled up into a pointed pile of heads covered with white lime.
Xuanying stood in front of the round platform, knelt down facing south, and said loudly: "Dad, Mom, and little sister, the 1,200 Xuan family members on Xuanwu Island, Xuanying is here to avenge you!" Then he leaned over and kowtowed.
The gold and silver officers behind him and a dozen bronze-armored soldiers all knelt down and kowtowed to the south.
Xuan Ying continued, "Xuan Ying swears here today that the jackals of Chisha will pay back our Xuan family with ten times the blood!"
He didn't talk much to begin with, so after saying two or three more sentences, he stood up. He grabbed the pointed scimitar from the soldier beside him, flew up to a height of five or six feet, and then made a straight turn in mid-air, and pounced on the cliff more than ten feet away. His posture was fast and strange, like a strange black bird.
Xuanying landed on the cliff, then used the tiptoes of his feet to gain leverage and jumped up another four or five feet. He swung the sharp knife in his right hand and wrote nine big characters on the flat cliff: "Swear to kill the jackals, pigs and dogs of the Red Sand Country."
Each character was about six or seven feet high, and each stroke was nearly half a foot deep into the stone. When the last character "狗" was written, it was just close to the ground.
When the people of Jinyang City and the soldiers of Baijun City saw him display such amazing skills again, they all cheered loudly.
Zhao Xiantong thought, Junior Brother Xuan has only been my master's disciple for three or four years, but I didn't expect his Force progress to be so fast, almost catching up with Master. Alas, I can't catch up with him even if I ride a hundred fast horses. Fortunately, Junior Brother Xuan doesn't care about some things in the past, so I can still be the Golden Officer for the time being. It seems that I have to work harder for him and listen to him more in the future, so that I can sit firmly in the position of Golden Officer.
After writing a few words, Xuanying threw the pointed scimitar in his hand casually. The knife seemed to have eyes and flew into the scabbard in the soldier's hand with a swish, which scared him.
Then he said "Let's go", and led the people of Jinyang City away without looking back.
All the soldiers in Bai Juncheng stood where they were, not daring to even breathe.
Ma Yan escorted Xuanying and others through the pass, and then watched them head north to Baijun City. The twenty-odd people did not say a word during the entire journey, and Xuanying never looked back at him again.
Just over two months passed, and seven or eight days ago, the City Lord of Yong suddenly sent someone to deliver a City Lord's Order, saying that Ma Yan had made great contributions in guarding the Yixian Cliff Pass, and was now promoted to the Seventh Lieutenant General of Baijun City, commanding 2,500 soldiers, and his salary was increased to 15 gold coins per month.
Ma Yan was overjoyed, thinking that the Lord of Yong City had inexplicably promoted him, a small lieutenant general guarding the border, to the rank of Seventh Lieutenant General. The number of troops he led increased from 250 to 2,500. The speed of the promotion was a little bit overwhelming.