Chapter 180 Now do you know what a God of War is?



"Chen Zhennan!"

Fang Qian gritted his teeth, unable to accept the reality before him.

His cavalry, his elite troops, were so utterly helpless against Chen Zhennan's special forces.

The more Fang Qian thought about it, the angrier he became. His gaze fell on Chen Zhennan, who was now within the archers' range.

A glint of madness flashed in Fang Qian's eyes, and he suddenly shouted, "Archers, fire!"

His voice echoed on the palace walls, his hysterical tone leaving everyone stunned.

The wind howled above the palace walls, and battle flags fluttered in the wind.

Fang Qian's order was like a bombshell, exploding above the palace walls. All the archers were stunned and wondered if they had misheard.

Fang Qian's eyes were bloodshot and his face was contorted. Seeing that the archers didn't react, he shouted hysterically again, "Fire! Fire! Are you all deaf?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Jie hurriedly reached out to stop Fang Qian, gritting his teeth as he questioned, "Lord Fang, Chen Zhennan has entered the archers' range, but there are still so many of our own cavalry on the battlefield, and Imperial Guard infantry are constantly joining the fight. Wouldn't it be crazy to fire arrows now?"

Ren Jie's eyes were filled with disbelief; he couldn't understand why Fang Qian would issue such a crazy order.

Fang Qian's order shocked the other officials, both high and low, who never expected that Fang Qian would disregard even his own people.

Xiang Hao gritted his teeth and grabbed Fang Qian's collar.

"Fang Qian, what are you doing? Are you killing someone or committing suicide?"

Cao Kedi's face was equally grim. He stepped forward and said, "Fang Qian, calm down. Our brothers are still fighting on the battlefield. If you fire arrows, it will chill their hearts."

But Fang Qian had already lost his mind. His eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "As long as we can kill Chen Zhennan, what does it matter if some people die? As long as we kill Chen Zhennan, it doesn't matter if everyone dies!"

After a pause, Fang Qian suddenly revealed an almost exaggerated smile.

"Think about it! As long as we kill Chen Zhennan, endless wealth will fall from the sky. If we don't kill Chen Zhennan, we'll all die!"

The ministers around him exchanged glances, their hearts beginning to waver at the allure of wealth revealed in Fang Qian's words.

"Fang Qian, what do you mean by that?" Xiang Hao asked, frowning.

Fang Qian sneered and hurriedly explained, "Chen Zhennan controls the wealth of the world. As long as he dies, that wealth will be ours!"

Cao Kedi's expression became complicated, and he hesitated.

"Is wealth more important than the loyalty of my brothers?"

Fang Qian snorted coldly, his eyes filled with disdain: "Loyalty? What does loyalty mean in the face of wealth? As long as we have wealth, we can have everything!"

As Fang Qian spoke, the eyes of the officials, both high and low, began to gleam with fervor, their hearts beginning to be consumed by the allure of wealth.

They began to nod, they began to agree with Fang Qian's decision, their hearts blinded by the desire for wealth, forgetting their original intentions and a shred of conscience.

"Then let's fire the arrows!"

"What does it matter if we sacrifice some soldiers as long as we can obtain the wealth?"

"To achieve great things, sacrifices are inevitable."

Everyone expressed their opinions, trying to find a righteous excuse for their shameless decision.

Fang Qian took a deep breath and shouted again toward the palace wall, "Fire arrows!"

The archers on the palace wall hesitated for a moment, but in the end they raised their bows and arrows.

Their hands were trembling. They knew that this arrow might wound their comrades, but they could not disobey orders.

Chen Zhennan charged across the battlefield, his eyes showing no fear, only ruthless slashing and disdain for the enemy.

"Your Majesty, be careful! There are arrows!"

Yan Shiyu's voice rang in Chen Zhennan's ears, followed by dozens of arrows.

Chen Zhennan smiled slightly and shouted nonchalantly, "What can mere arrows do to me? Shiyu, charge in!"

Arrows rained down like a storm, tracing graceful arcs through the air as they aimed directly at Chen Zhennan and his special forces team.

With preparation, these team members had no difficulty dodging the arrows; their reaction abilities were specially trained by Chen Zhennan and far exceeded those of ordinary people.

Chen Zhennan weaved through the rain of arrows, his figure as elusive as a ghost.

Following Chen Zhennan's orders, Yan Shiyu led his team in a frenzied charge, heading straight for the city gate.

More and more infantrymen rushed out of the palace gates, surging in like a tide. Their eyes were filled with fanaticism and killing intent. They had only one target: Chen Zhennan.

Chen Zhennan knew that it was impossible to rush over with a knife.

His eyes suddenly darted around, and he swiftly and accurately flung out two grenades.

Seeing this, Yan Shiyu hurriedly shouted behind him, "Brothers, use grenades to clear the way!"

With a deafening explosion, smoke and dust billowed across the battlefield, obscuring the view from the outside.

The grenades traced graceful arcs through the air, like invitations from the Grim Reaper, before landing among the enemy's ranks.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A series of enormous explosions rang out, deafening and shaking the earth.

The grenade was incredibly powerful, instantly tearing through the air and shattering the formation of Fang Qian's men.

The cavalrymen were blown to pieces; they had never seen such a powerful weapon before, and many began to consider retreating.

The warhorses were thrown to the ground by the shockwave of the explosion, their bodies tumbling through the air before crashing heavily to the ground, raising clouds of dust.

The cavalrymen were thrown from their horses; some were pinned beneath their mounts, screaming in agony; others were tossed into the air before crashing down, their flesh mangled and bloody.

Their armor was rendered extremely fragile by the force of the explosion; some were torn apart, others were charred, revealing their mangled, bloody bodies beneath.

The infantry were no match for such an attack; their shields and spears became useless under the impact of the explosion.

They were thrown over by the blast wave, flying through the air like broken dolls before crashing heavily to the ground.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, when Fang Qian could see the situation clearly again, Chen Zhennan and Yan Shiyu had already fought their way out of the battlefield and were rushing towards him from the left and right.

"Fang Qian, your death is near!"

Chen Zhennan shouted and charged toward Fang Qian with his knife, with Yan Shiyu following closely behind.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qian hurriedly turned and fled for his life, but how could his legs outrun Chen Zhennan's warhorse?

Just as Fang Qian ran into the city gate, Chen Zhennan and Yan Shiyu caught up with him. The two raised their swords and brought them down at the same time, beheading Fang Qian.

Fang Qian's body slowly fell, his eyes filled with resentment and fear, his blood staining the earth red.

Looking at Fang Qian's corpse on the ground, Chen Zhennan snorted coldly with a face full of disdain.

"Now do you know what a God of War is?"

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