Level Up in Martial World

Chapter 301: Common People less Suffering

The ground quaked beneath the weight of the terrifying shockwave unleashed by the demonic arrow, like a meteorite crashing into the earth.

Many soldiers were sent tumbling and rolling on the ground by the sheer shockwave. However, for the massive army, this was far from enough to defeat them.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Lu Zhen looked at his handiwork.

If it had been the normal demonic bow, it could never have created such a scene.

However, after the addition of the thousand-jin steel, its power had increased several times over, though it had become at least ten times heavier than before but this was nothing for Lu Zhen.

Although activating the demonic Qi within the arrow had become a little more challenging, it was all worth it in the end.

Not only did this scene inspire countless ideas in his mind, but it also led to various thoughts on how to use it in battle.

"I might be able to create a combat art and efficiently use it," Lu Zhen muttered in his heart. However, that was for the future. He looked at the millions of soldiers still remaining, all advancing step by step, radiating a terrifying aura.

Not only was the size of the army terrifying, but the aura they emitted was even more heart-stirring, with countless second-stage martial artists. Compared to them, Lu Zhen's army didn't even have a fraction of second-stage martial artists.

Although there had already been significant damage, it wasn't only at the bottom of the ranks. In fact, the upper echelon hadn't suffered many casualties, only some exhaustion of energy which could be easily remedied.

Zhang Shi felt the ground shake, causing him to gulp nervously.

"My lord," he began tentatively, but seeing Lu Zhen's relaxed expression, he calmed down slightly.

Lu Zhen glanced behind him, observing his soldiers, all of whom wore nervous expressions on their faces.

"It's time to boost their morale," Lu Zhen thought with a frown on his face. He stood up from his throne, and all his women moved to the side with an obedient expression. However, as they looked at the army, their expressions turned fierce.

They were willing to lay down their lives for Lu Zhen!

After spending time with each and every single one of them, Lu Zhen had tamed them individually. He wasn't interested in seeing the internal struggles of his own harem. A woman's heart is like a deep ocean; you never know what is hidden beneath its surface.

Those who had risen to power from humble backgrounds possessed considerable strength. Lu Zhen now had people who were willing to die for him.

Although the death army exuded a strong aura, it lacked the intense killing intent and fighting spirit shimmering in the eyes of Lu Zhen's soldiers. One should never underestimate the power of human emotion!

Qian Li observed this with a frown. He couldn't allow the enemy army to be emboldened.

"Even though they will still be defeated, the losses might be steep," he muttered to himself. Moralising his own army wasn't necessary; they were already mindless monsters, similar to jianshi but not yet dead.

"Faster, charge!" Qian Li commanded, and the army's pace suddenly doubled, while he and the other second-stage martial artists slowly backed away.

Just as he was about to retreat, suddenly his eyes widened.

He saw a tall, young man with a bulky frame wearing golden armour appear charged towards the army, his face cold and expressionless.

His crimson eyes seemed to pierce the very soul, striking fear into them like a devil. His half black and half golden hair fluttered in the wind, giving him a strangely heroic yet demonic appearance at the same time.

"Fight," Lu Zhen shouted loudly, crashing into the ground and taking out at least five soldiers with just his sheer landing at the centre of the army. The soldiers' blood boiled even more as they blindly rushed and charged at the enemy, biting, hacking, and doing everything in their power to take out the enemy soldiers without caring for their own safety.

Lu Zhen's army was more similar to beasts compared to the so-called "death" army.

Their morale had reached an all-time high as they used everything at their disposal to attack.

The army's attention was suddenly focused on Lu Zhen as countless javelins were thrown at him from all directions.

However, Lu Zhen remained calm as he lightly swung his hand, instantly creating a terrifying whirlwind with a wooden spike at its centre. The whirlwind grew larger and larger, gathering the Qi of the surrounding area.

The surrounding javelins were all swept by it and instantly cleared the direction of the enemy's shoulder.

"Is that the kid from the information?" Qing Li thought, shocked to the core as his brows twitched.

"Wasn't he just a third-stage martial artist and only twenty years old at most?" The more he thought about it, the more his brows creased before a determined expression appeared on his face.

"Focus more on that kid. Everyone, focus on him," Qian Li shouted loudly as he moved the other second-stage martial artist also moved in a tactic agreement.