CHAPTER 659: CHAPTER 659: THE ANNIHILATION OF THE DA CLAN

Because the women who are taken will have multiple husbands and will keep having children for them, once their first son comes of age, they will be killed by their own son with his own hands!

They will be placed on the sacrificial altar like offerings, and at the moment they are killed by their son, in the eyes of the Da Clan, they believe they are witnessing the birth of a true Da Clan man!

For generations, the Da Clan people have been ignorant, savage, and cruel.

These three women have witnessed public executions within the tribe. Watching their sons grow day by day brings them fear instead of happiness.

Their sons are indoctrinated daily by the Da Clan men with the belief that women bring misfortune. They are frequently beaten and cursed until the sons come of age and kill them with their knives.

These three women know this is their destined future.

Wu He’er looked at these three lackluster women with a somber expression. Ever since Nanjin expanded its territory to become Dayu, they had never dared to cross Dayu’s borders.

Until someone secretly told him there was a chance to kidnap the most beloved woman of Dayu’s Emperor. Originally, he planned to threaten with Zhan Lan’s life to demand at least Dayu’s land, wealth, and women.

Unexpectedly, he was beaten up by an old man last night!

There was a bloody mark on his cheek, his arm was injured, and he fled back to the tribe desperately.

"Damn it, I brought too few people yesterday. Next time I see that old man, I’ll definitely kill him!"

Their tribe had over ten thousand men, so he only took a few hundred people to Dayu for the raid.

"Chief, Dayu won’t come looking for trouble with us, will they?" one of the small tribal leaders in the tent asked.

The terrain here was easy to defend and difficult to attack, so Dayu’s garrison dared not attack lightly, though caution was still necessary.

With a cold snort, Wu He’er replied, "We weren’t the only Da Clan tribe involved in this kidnapping of Dayu’s Emperor’s woman, and we didn’t even succeed. Why would they come after us? Besides, they killed my men, and it would be good if I don’t go after them first!"

The woman massaging his leg heard that Wu He’er went to Dayu again and even dared to kidnap the Empress; she pinched him harder in her shock, causing Wu He’er to kick her away, shouting, "Bitch!"

The woman hit the table, endured the pain, and trembled as she kneeled back to continue massaging Wu He’er’s leg.

The other two women were so scared they didn’t dare to speak. One handed him a leg of mutton without even a bit of salt, while the other respectfully held sheep milk waiting for him to drink.

This is how the Da Clan people are; they prefer blood, rawness, and primitive things.

As Wu He’er drank the sheep milk and ate the mutton, the deep sound of the bullhorn suddenly reached his ears.

He rushed out of the tent and saw the grand armies of Dayu advancing towards them!

Wu He’er’s pupils constricted sharply. How could it be so fast!

How could Dayu’s army have so many soldiers!

Dense as storm clouds pressing down, suffocating everyone.

He couldn’t even see clearly how many had come, but he finally realized he made a mistake last night!

He shouldn’t have kidnapped the Dayu Empress. Who would have guessed that man named Liu Yishou was diverting the disaster eastward!

"Enemy attack!" he shouted, and the men of the Da Clan tribe grabbed their weapons, all prepared to face the enemy!

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Mu Yan, riding his horse, gazed towards the Da Clan tribe opposite. Behind him were thousands of troops. He knew they must pass through the Da Clan to reach Beiyue from Lizhou.

His gaze was as cold as ice, and his thin lips moved slightly as he spoke two words, "Exterminate the Clan!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the Imperial Army, the garrison, and Hidden Guards replied in unison. Their voices echoed in the sky, striking terror into the hearts of the Da Clan people!

Hearing the words ’Your Majesty,’ Wu He’er swallowed nervously. The Emperor of Dayu had come!

He had come in person!

How could he arrive so fast!

For a moment, he thought he misheard, so his gaze turned towards the Clan Leaders of the small tribes.

"Chi-chi-chief, Dayu’s Emperor personally commands the attack. How did he come so quickly!" someone said timidly.

Someone else shouted with excitement, "Kill them!"

The blood in Wu He’er’s veins boiled, and he shouted, "Then kill them!"

Under the vast sky, the two forces clashed like torrents.

Sunlight gleamed coldly on iron armor.

The sounds of war drums and horns interwove.

The bowmen of Dayu dressed in blue robes steadily drew their bows and arrows, their eyes as sharp as eagles.

Arrows ready to break through the air at any moment.

Suddenly, a thunderous drumbeat echoed, and Dayu’s soldiers charged like arrows from a bowstring.

The sound of slaughter pierced the tense and silent air, the ground trembling beneath their feet.

Armors clashed, blades reflected cold glints, warhorses neighed, dust clouds rose, and arrows rained down, weaving through the battlefield.

An hour later, corpses lay everywhere, blood flowing like rivers, the Da Clan exterminated!

Mu Yan stood atop the morass of corpses and blood reaching the Da Clan tribe.

Two rows of soldiers moved aside to make a path, his expression cold, his gaze as sharp as a blade directed at the Da Clan Chief Wu He’er.

In Wu He’er’s heart, Mu Yan’s voice sounded like it came from the depths of hell.

"Speak, who is the mastermind behind this!"

Wu He’er looked at the burning and raging fire of the tribe, the ground covered with corpses, his bloodlust vanishing instantly in the face of overwhelming strength.

In front of an absolute power, he became insignificant.