Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law-Chapter 466: Chen Mo’s Fury

Soon, the sound of drums and shouting on the Chen Army’s side fell silent in an instant, as the martial artist within shouted loudly, conveying the marquis’s intentions to the Jin Xia.

First, they sternly condemned the actions of the Jin Xia Army, then showed weakness, stating that if the Jin Xia Army would release the citizens, the Chen Army would retreat ten miles. Moreover, if the Jin Xia Army would voluntarily retreat to the Great Song, the Chen Army would not pursue, allowing them to withdraw safely.

Soon, Chen Mo’s message reached Tie Muer’s ears.

But this show of weakness by the Chen Army only made the Jin Xia commanders more arrogant.

"Haha, the Chen Army is indeed hindered by these Song people."

"What a joke, saying they will let us go, letting us retreat. Without relying on that strange thunder, they would be utterly defenseless."

"General, we cannot retreat. General Yelv and General Kui Mu died at their hands; we must avenge them."

"Haha, they now know fear."

"..."

Tie Muer’s expression lightened considerably; the "show of weakness" from the opposite side relieved much of his pent-up grievance. He looked at Tuoba Zhu and said, "Prince, what do you think?"

"Since the General has already decided to implement this strategy, delay brings unexpected changes."

Tuoba Zhu’s meaning was clear: once implemented, see it through to the end, as hesitating easily leads to problems.

Hearing this, Tie Muer nodded and ordered, "Convey my orders, quicken the march."

"Yes."

With Tie Muer’s orders issued,

in front of Yao’er City, the Jin Xia infantry began to drive the citizens out of the city.

"Hurry up, don’t dawdle," a soldier whipped a frail old woman stooping with a limp.

The old woman, clad in hemp clothing, was frail and weak, collapsing to the ground with a whip mark on her back, barely clinging to life.

Yet, even so, the Jin Xia infantry didn’t spare the old woman, delivering another whip, saying, "Get up, stop pretending to be dead."

And that whip sent the old woman to her death.

Such situations continuously occurred outside Yao’er City.

The cries of children, the pleas of women, and various screams were unending.

Driven by the army, they hastened towards the Chen Army.

...

At the Chen Army’s side.

"These animals." Xia Zhining’s face turned red with anger.

Chen Mo’s gaze turned colder, taking a deep breath, he said, "Shout to the citizens."

"Yes."

Soon, the Chen Army began shouting to the citizens of Yao’er City.

First, they revealed Jin Xia’s plot, which was to use them against us.

Then, they explained the stakes to them.

...

Upon hearing the words of the Chen Army soldiers, the citizens of Yao’er City paused, showing no significant reaction, driven forward by the Jin Xia infantry. Even if they knew that Jin Xia was using them against the Chen Army, they still harbored the hope that entering the Chen Army’s zone could save their lives, hoping that the Chen Army could rescue them.

Song Yan was an ordinary clerk in the Yao’er City government office, without rank, merely a child student who failed to become a scholar, without any titles, yet he read many books.

Understanding that the Jin Xia intended to use them against the Chen Army, and knowing the Chen Army, to protect themselves, would certainly not allow them to approach, therefore, it meant death either way.

But as the book says, some people die as lightly as a feather, while others die with the weight of a mountain, depending on whether the death holds any value.

And to Song Yan, dying at the hands of his own people was too humiliating.

Taking a deep breath, Song Yan had already decided in his heart, shouting, "Fellow villagers, the Jin Xia barbarians invaded our land, harmed our compatriots, and now want to use us against the Royal Army defending our homeland. If we are doomed to die, why not fight these Jin Xia barbarians for revenge..."

As he spoke, taking advantage of a Jin Xia infantryman’s inattention, Song Yan seized his weapon and slashed the man’s throat.

Song Yan’s father was a pig butcher, but his father hoped he would amount to something more, so he sent him to school at a young age, though Song Yan wasn’t scholarly material, still being a child student in his thirties, and later his father had to arrange a position for him in the government office by spending money and pulling strings.

The wages of an ordinary clerk were very low, and since his education and entry into the government office almost bankrupted the family, he began to learn the butchering skills from his father to help him when possible.

This learning continued for ten years.

The Jin Xia soldier clutched his neck, eyes wide in disbelief at Song Yan, blood gushing from his mouth, finally reaching out to grab Song Yan, but fell powerlessly, dying.

At this moment, Song Yan thought humans were worse than pigs.

At least a pig, when its throat is slit, won’t die so quickly, it would howl and struggle.

"This wretch seeks death." The Jin Xia soldier beside watched his companion die, briefly astonished, then drew his knife to look at Song Yan, but his body stopped, as his leg was tightly held by a young woman with a bruised mouth.

"Seeking death." The Jin Xia soldier immediately raised his knife at the woman.

The next second, several Yao’er City citizens rushed over, holding him down hand and foot.

Song Yan reacted, using the seized knife to once again slash the man’s throat.

"He’s right, fight these Jin Xia barbarians."

"Fight."

A commotion erupted among the citizens.

However, the actual resistance came from only a few, as more citizens were paralyzed by fear, terrified to move.

Their actions enraged the Jin Xia infantry behind them, who drew their knives to slaughter the Yao’er City citizens, even cutting down children still in swaddling.

"Overreaching ourselves."

Song Yan died, after killing two Jin Xia infantry, stabbed in the chest by Tie Mutie, who sneered.

But as Song Yan closed his eyes, he had a satisfied expression, as if to say it was worth it.

In the last seconds of consciousness, the major events of his life flashed before his eyes like a spinning lantern.

"Father, mother, I’m coming down to join you..."

Tie Mutie retracted his knife, wiped the blood off the blade, and said, "Anyone daring to resist shall meet the same fate. Keep moving."

The remaining citizens, like frightened monkeys, were driven faster by the Jin Xia infantry.

...

"Whole army attack, slaughter them all, leave no one alive, ahhhhh." Chen Mo drew his Tang blade, roaring in fury, then charged out first.

The Xianzhen Guard, one by one, were also furious, their eyes filled with bloodlust.

Even the usually simple and honest Chang En, upon seeing the children in swaddling killed by the Jin Xia Army, seemed to crush his weapon in anger.

Behind, Sun Meng, seeing the orders being relayed from the front, shouted, "Whole army attack!"

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