Slaughter Maniac

Unfortunately, today was not their company's turn to defend the city due to the rotation.

He could only listen to the sounds of killing from outside the city within the barracks.

Soon, a logistics officer delivered new recruits to fill the gaps in the unit.

Their squad had four soldiers assigned to them.

Two of them looked like they were from the local militia, while the other two, judging by their faces, were likely conscripts rounded up from who-knows-where.

It couldn't be helped, the war had been going on for half a month, and the garrison soldiers were being depleted too quickly, so they had to replenish their numbers like this.

Especially since the imperial court still hadn't sent any major reinforcements.

The two conscripts assigned to them looked terrified as they listened to the sounds of battle outside the city.

The Old Soldier looked at the two conscripts with a helpless expression.

These conscripts were just cannon fodder, meant to be sent to their deaths.

Of course, Sheng Huai'an was an exception; he was a freak.

What else could an untrained conscript, who hadn't cultivated any martial arts, be but cannon fodder destined to die?

Everyone was quiet. Wang Wu was silently cleaning his saber.

Zhang Da Niu looked up at the sky. The sky in the northern frontier was very clear, a vast expanse of blue.

It was September, a time of clear skies and crisp autumn air.

Li Bu San and Li Bu Si sat together resting.

"Uncle, how long do you think the Xiongnu army will keep attacking the city?" Sheng Huai'an asked.

"Until winter!" the Old Soldier replied flatly.

The Xiongnu army was currently battering the passes and heading south, their primary goal being to plunder the border townspeople's grain to survive the winter.

They also wanted to snatch some women to make their winter warmer.

"This is going to be a good fight!" Sheng Huai'an's eyes lit up.

"What's with that look in your eyes?" the Old Soldier asked Sheng Huai'an irritably.

While everyone else wished for an end to the war, Sheng Huai'an seemed to be eager for it.

"Ahem, well, I was just thinking, if I can kill more Xiongnu bandits, accumulate military merits, get an official position, buy a few acres of land, and then buy a few wives, I could live a good life," Sheng Huai'an said, talking nonsense.

"A few wives? Has your bird even grown yet?" Li Bu Si said with a laugh.

"Hahaha, Brother Huai'an is probably still a virgin," Zhang Da Niu also said with a loud laugh.

Sheng Huai'an's face turned dark. "I'm seventeen this year, my bird has grown, and my feathers are all in place. How about we compare?"

"Shut up, what nonsense are you spouting?" the Old Soldier berated him.

Comparing their... things... in the barracks?

Did they not want to live anymore!

Sheng Huai'an could only shut up obediently, and Zhang Da Niu stopped teasing him.

Everyone else either tidied their armor or polished their sabers. The morning passed listening to the sounds of slaughter.

Sheng Huai'an took a dispatch from the Old Soldier and went to collect equipment.

He arrived at the barracks' supply depot.

"Who are you under? What are you doing here?" a logistics officer asked when he saw Sheng Huai'an.

"I'm a soldier under the Old Soldier. I have the Old Soldier's dispatch here to collect equipment," Sheng Huai'an replied, taking out the dispatch the Old Soldier had given him.

The logistics officer took the dispatch, glanced at it, and nodded.

"So you're that guy's soldier. Alright, wait here." He then turned and walked into the supply depot.

"Hey, brother, are you here to collect weapons and equipment too?" a burly man said to Sheng Huai'an.

Sheng Huai'an turned his head upon hearing the voice and nodded at the big man, feeling that the other person looked somewhat familiar.

"It's you, Kidney-Stabbing Divine Hand!" the big man exclaimed in surprise, looking at Sheng Huai'an.

"Kidney-Stabbing Divine Hand? What Kidney-Stabbing Divine Hand?" Sheng Huai'an was completely bewildered.

The big man seemed to recall something and quickly shut his mouth, instinctively covering his waist with both hands.

"No, it's nothing," the big man said and quickly walked away.

Watching him leave, Sheng Huai'an felt utterly confused.

"Deng Wu, why are you back? Where's the weapon you were issued?"

Deng Wu turned back and said, "Guess who I just saw?"

"You're being so mysterious. Did you perhaps encounter the General Who Pacifies the North?" Pei Yong asked.

"No, I'm telling you, I ran into Kidney-Stabbing Divine Hand," Deng Wu said.

"Kidney-Stabbing Divine Hand? The one rumored to specialize in striking the Xiongnu enemy's kidneys?" Pei Yong asked.

"Yes, that's him! I saw him myself yesterday, brutally stabbing five or six Xiongnu soldiers right through the kidneys. Those Xiongnu soldiers died horribly," Deng Wu said, still shaken.

"What are you afraid of him for? Is he going to stab your kidney?"

"Besides, if anyone's kidney needs stabbing, it's those Xiongnu scum. Look how scared you are," Pei Yong chimed in.

"It's just that I'm afraid he'll get carried away and suddenly stab me. Then I'd be ruined! My little Hong back home is waiting for me to marry her," Deng Wu replied.

The logistics officer brought thirty arrows and a new saber from the storeroom.

Sheng Huai'an wanted to ask for more arrows, but the logistics officer curtly refused.

He explained that supplies were scarce and they needed to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

Sheng Huai'an had no choice but to accept.

Still, thirty arrows were enough for him to kill thirty enemies.

Leaving the camp's storeroom, Sheng Huai'an returned to their group.

After lunch, the Xiongnu army still hadn't sounded the retreat. The Old Soldier frowned, looking towards the city walls with unease.

Today's assault seemed even fiercer than yesterday's.

Not long after the Old Soldier's worry, the Martial Commandant urgently gathered them, leading their battalion to reinforce the city walls.

The battalion defending the city today couldn't hold on any longer.

Hearing the order to reinforce, Sheng Huai'an couldn't have been happier. He could go back to the city walls and kill enemies again.

With his bow and arrows on his back, saber at his waist, and armor on, Sheng Huai'an quickly ascended the city walls, following behind the Old Soldiers.

The number of Xiongnu soldiers attacking the city today was even greater than yesterday.

Many defenders had already fallen.

At this moment, in close combat, Sheng Huai'an couldn't use his bow and arrows. He drew his saber and charged towards the enemy.

Seeing Sheng Huai'an swing his saber, unleashing Mount Tai Chop, the Xiongnu soldier quickly raised his saber to block.

"Clang!!"

The blow pushed the opponent back a few steps. Before the Xiongnu soldier could recover, Sheng Huai'an quickly moved forward and, with Saber Strike Sparrow, cleaved him in two.

Wang Wu watched Sheng Huai'an's ruthless attack and suddenly felt a chill in his crotch.

He decided then and there that he absolutely could not provoke Sheng Huai'an in the future.

This guy was either stabbing kidneys or using Saber Strike Sparrow. He was too brutal.

After killing an enemy with Saber Strike Sparrow, Sheng Huai'an found he had gained two Slaughter Value.

With no time to ponder, he quickly raised his saber and attacked another Xiongnu soldier.

This was an ordinary Xiongnu soldier, a newly recruited Martial Disciple. Sheng Huai'an's saber cut through his weapon, and then split him and his saber in half.

The minor success of the Blood Fiend Saber Technique caused Sheng Huai'an's combat power to soar, no longer relying solely on brute force.

"Screech!"

With another saber strike, he killed another Xiongnu soldier. With the strength of nine hundred and ninety-nine jin in one arm, and the Blood Fiend Saber Technique, Sheng Huai'an's combat power was more than double what it was yesterday.

Enemies with lower cultivation were quickly cut down like vegetables.

Sheng Huai'an saw a Great Han fighting the enemy ahead who looked familiar, like the one he met when collecting weapons.

Deng Wu was facing a formidable opponent, and the two were locked in a fierce, evenly matched battle.

Seeing this, the Old Six's genes within Sheng Huai'an acted up again.

Seizing the opportunity, he stabbed his saber down, fast, accurate, and ruthless, straight into the Xiongnu soldier's waist.

Witnessing this familiar scene, Deng Wu couldn't help but shiver, feeling a chill in his waist.

He's here, he's come again, the Kidney-Stabbing Divine Hand, with his gentle and kind smile, has arrived.

"Are you alright, brother!" Sheng Huai'an asked with a friendly smile.

"I... I'm fine, thank you!" Deng Wu replied, then quickly turned and moved away from Sheng Huai'an.

This was a battlefield, full of chaotic fighting. He was afraid Sheng Huai'an would get addicted and stab him too.

Watching Deng Wu turn and move away, Sheng Huai'an was bewildered. Was he that scary?

Why did the other person seem so afraid of him?

Unable to figure it out, Sheng Huai'an continued to look for his next victim.

Seeing Sheng Huai'an continuously killing his fellow soldiers, four or five Xiongnu soldiers surrounded him, intending to kill him.

"Vile Great Wei scum, how dare you kill so many of my people! You deserve to die," one of the burly men glared at Sheng Huai'an.

In a short while, several people had already died by Sheng Huai'an's saber, naturally attracting the attention of many Xiongnu.

"Xiongnu bandits deserve to be killed by everyone. You are the ones who should die. I will kill you one by one and send you to meet your shaman god," Sheng Huai'an would not show any mercy.

As the saying goes, those who are not of our kind have different hearts.

As a citizen of Great Wei, he was naturally opposed to the Xiongnu; the two sides were locked in a life-or-death struggle.

Moreover, Sheng Huai'an needed Slaughter Value to aid his cultivation. For both public and personal reasons, he had to kill these Xiongnu.

"Hmph, once our royal army breaches the pass, we will slaughter all you Wei people," the Xiongnu warrior declared, raising his saber and charging.

The other four Xiongnu also attacked Sheng Huai'an.

Sheng Huai'an employed the Blood Fiend Saber Technique, his saber imbued with a malevolent aura. He fought with broad, sweeping movements, single-handedly facing five Xiongnu enemies.

The Xiongnu leader was not weak; like Sheng Huai'an, he was in the late stage of Martial Disciple.

However, Sheng Huai'an's strength was significantly greater than his opponent's. Combined with the Blood Fiend Saber Technique, Sheng Huai'an showed no signs of being at a disadvantage despite being surrounded by five Xiongnu.

A typical late-stage Martial Disciple possessed a single-arm strength of around 700 jin, whereas Sheng Huai'an's was 999 jin.

This level of strength was normally only achievable by those at the Grand Perfection stage of Martial Disciple.

Having broken through to the late stage of Martial Disciple and achieved minor mastery of the Blood Fiend Saber Technique, he dared to claim he had no equal among those at the same cultivation level.

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After unleashing the entire Blood Fiend Saber Technique, the five Xiongnu enemies lay dead in pools of blood.

Having dealt with the five Xiongnu who had surrounded him, Sheng Huai'an flicked the blood off his saber.

"I am terrifyingly strong now!"

In his previous life, he would have dared to shout in the street that he could take on a hundred men.

After killing these five Xiongnu, Sheng Huai'an did not stop. He continued to cut down the Xiongnu soldiers climbing the city walls.

The Xiongnu soldiers continued to swarm the walls, seemingly fearless of death.

In a short while, he had already killed over twenty enemies.

The Xiongnu soldiers who had not reached the late stage of Martial Disciple were cut down by Sheng Huai'an with a single saber strike each as they climbed the wall.

On the city wall, a general noticed Sheng Huai'an.

"Whose subordinate is that? How can he be so fierce?"

"General, he appears to be a mere soldier, likely under the command of the Martial Commandant of the Seventh Battalion," the adjutant beside him replied.

"Indeed. In such a short time, he has killed over twenty enemies. He shows some ferocity," the general said with a smile.

Sheng Huai'an was like a tireless killing machine, charging and hacking at any Xiongnu he saw.

He cut down every one that climbed up, slashing from east to west, clearing a path through the enemy.