Chapter 529: Chaotic War

“Sir Ren, it is time to leave. Soldiers are coming from behind to surround us.”

While walking on the street, endless cries calling for hostilities were heard as Ren Baqian moved along. A bodyguard suddenly ran beside him and lifted him onto his mount.

Besides this guy, there were 18 other bodyguards around him.

Originally, there were supposed to be 20 bodyguards, but Shi Hu was on leave and had remained in Jiangbei City.

“We are commoners, but even commoners are being killed… Your parents and relatives are in the city. If Xueyang City is captured, each and every one of them will be killed. Wipe out these barbarians even if it means risking your lives! Even if you have no weapons, bite off a chunk of flesh from their body!”

It was hard to tell whether the voices coming from behind Ren Baqian were filled with anger or other emotions.

However, these hostile words and the corpses were effective in boosting morale.

While riding, Ren Baqian took out his bag and checked again. There was a pistol, an AK rifle, more than 100 bullets, some hand grenades, and a few skunk bombs.

It was a pity that his mortar guns were in Gu City and that he didn’t have enough ammunition. Otherwise, he would have been able to stage a “one versus 10,000” drama.

Looking back, he could see the soldiers coming like a wave toward him. Ren Baqian removed the safety pin from a skunk bomb and threw it behind him.

“Oh no, it’s poisonous!” The soldiers that were coming like a wave panicked.

Someone from one of the roofs on both sides of the street instantly shouted, “Do not panic! This isn’t poison, it’s only smelly!”

It looked like this practitioner had experienced this thing before.

Although this was said, those who smelled it felt suffocated. It was like a boulder had been placed on their chest, making it so hard to breathe that they almost fainted. Those right at the front were pushed into the area of the detonated skunk bomb by the people behind. Every person was clutching their chest and rushing forward while vomiting and crying at the same time

When they managed with great difficulty to run out of the smelly area and breathe fresh air, they were greeted by another skunk bomb…

“Be careful, Sir.” The guards brandished their sabers to knock away the concealed weapons that were coming from the roofs on both sides.

“Send six people to the rooftops to kill the pursuing soldiers. Send another man to tell those in front to go faster… Retch… Get some men to block the enemy soldiers… Retch…” A gust of odorous wind hit Ren Baqian as he was speaking.

Although there were enemy soldiers blocking them ahead, their speed was actually not considered slow. The powerful aboriginals had more of an advantage at night. Looking down from the sky, the three divided forces on the three streets looked like three greedy snakes swallowing beans nonstop.

However, the smell coming from behind them was traveling even faster…

This thing is like a double-edged sword that hurts both sides… It would be better to use stun bombs, flashbangs, or similar things. Ren Baqian couldn’t help thinking this way. Nevertheless, skunk bombs were very useful sometimes, and at this time, he had no choice but to use them.

For example, the soldiers currently pursuing them were crying and vomiting. Their fighting power was approximately cut in half.

Ren Baqian pulled a piece of cloth across his face, and although it didn’t help much, it was better than nothing.

“Cut it off here! Let the pillars fall toward the houses on both sides.” Ren Baqian had just covered his face when his eyes suddenly brightened. He and the others had just passed what looked like a memorial archway. There were two thick wooden pillars, one on each side, as well as a signboard on top.

The name “Pinxing Street” was written on the signboard.

One guard jumped up and smashed the signboard while another cut the pillars and gave them a push. The pillars crashed down immediately onto the houses on both sides.

With a bang, the two pillars formed an X shape in the middle of the street.

Although the enemy soldiers could squeeze through, they had no choice but to slow down.

“Stop and intercept the enemy here.” Ren Baqian stopped and the rest of the guards positioned themselves behind the fallen pillars. In any case, it would prevent the aboriginal soldiers in front from being sandwiched by the enemy soldiers if the enemies were obstructed for a little while.

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Shortly after they had stopped, the enemy soldiers caught up with them. Their eyes were red and brimming with tears, their bodies emitted a pungent smell, and many of the guards began to turn green with nausea.

“Kill!” Following the cries of those soldiers, they went through the X-shaped gap formed by the fallen pillars in groups of six or seven. The well-prepared guards brandished their sabers and instantly splattered blood all over.

Ren Baqian then threw a skunk bomb into the middle of the street where many enemy soldiers were congested together.

Launching this skunk bomb was really too wicked!

The enemy soldiers were already squeezed together on the street that was around seven meters wide. With the front blocked, hemmed in by their own soldiers behind, and buildings on both sides, the whole street was filled with the suffocating odor. Those soldiers could only vomit and shed tears while pressing forward.

By the time they managed to reach the front after a hard struggle, they were already half dead and were greeted by the raised sabers of a dozen Earth Wheel experts.

Many people chopped at the pillars blocking the street, but ordinary soldiers using bone knives could only leave small marks on them.

“Get lost. Let me do it.” A burly man came out from the crowd to lift up a pillar. Others tried to follow his example to remove the two pillars.

However, the two pillars were stuck in walls on both sides of the street. Plus, the rebels were met with raised sabers as they struggled to lift up the pillars.

Ren Baqian raised his head to look at the rooftops on both sides of the street and saw figures moving rapidly.

Fortunately, those top experts were on the rooftops and didn’t take the normal route. This was why they could hold back the enemy soldiers on the street for such a long time.

Following the sound of heavy footsteps, Ren Baqian turned and saw a few hundred soldiers rushing over.

“Sir Ren!” They greeted him with cupped fists.

“I will hand this area over to you. Obstruct them,” Ren Baqian ordered. His guards swiftly retreated as the reinforcements immediately sent out some groups of people to replace them.

Ren Baqian jumped down from his mount, jumped up onto the roof in two or three bounds, and looked at both sides of the street below. As expected, the soldiers were swarming in from behind. Furthermore, dense clusters of soldiers bearing torches could be seen in the distance and were rushing over in their direction.

If the whole city was viewed as a pie, then the aboriginal soldiers were equivalent to a steel knife directly cutting into it.

However, after pulling out the knife, the pastry closed back again and only left a small gap behind.

Seeing Ren Baqian on the roof, a few rebel officers jumped onto the roof.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Ren Baqian shot those people who jumped onto the roof, threw down two skunk bombs, and hurriedly jumped down when he saw people aiming their bows at him.

“Let’s go!” Ren Baqian ordered as he jumped onto his mount.

By the time Ren Baqian had led his guards to the very front, Qing Ping had already occupied the warlord’s residence.

When Ren Baqian strode into the residence, he saw more than ten people lying in a pool of blood in the hall.

Ren Baqian frowned when he observed that the oldest of them was about 40 and the youngest was slightly older than 10 years old.

The wound on each body was caused by a sword.

This wasn’t the work of soldiers! This thought immediately came to Ren Baqian’s mind. The aboriginals normally used sabers to slash and left the body with stumps. Some generals also used large sabers or heavy weapons like hammers or maces.

Since this wasn’t done by aboriginal soldiers, then it must have been done by their own people.

According to the information he received, this was Xie Kun’s residence. In that case, these people were probably killed by Xie Kun.

From the look, age, and clothing, these women should be the wives and daughters of Xie Kun. This guy was so vicious that he didn’t forget to kill his own wives and daughter before he fled so as to prevent them from falling into the hands of the enemy.

Unfortunately, if they let this person run away, they would have to waste time and effort again.