"Tianming, take a few steps back!"
Gai Nie said softly, watching a dozen iron cavalrymen come treading through the yellow sand, circling around him, their long swords waiting for an opportunity to strike!
"Sword Saint, ha! From the moment you dared to defy His Majesty, your fate was sealed with death!"
A mocking voice came from beneath the armor. As he spoke, he slowly approached Gai Nie, his longsword flashing down.
"Go to hell!"
The soldiers roared and charged forward, as if they could see wealth and glory beckoning to them, but the only condition was to obtain Gai Nie's head!
Amidst billowing sand and dust, hundreds of soldiers charged forward together, like a sharp knife, determined to tear apart everything in their path!
Gai Nie's expression remained calm, but the Yuanhong sword in his hand hummed, its sound unreadable, whether from excitement or fear...
"Sir, watch out!"
Seeing the cavalryman's longsword fall from behind, Jing Tianming couldn't help but shout a warning. But before he could finish speaking, a cold light flashed, and a dozen cavalrymen, their faces still bearing ferocious smiles, had a line of blood appear on their necks, blood spurting out as their bodies fell to the ground one by one!
"hiss!"
Losing their master's control, the horses neighed in terror. Startled by the charging armored soldiers, they hurriedly fled. Gai Nie's Yuanhong sword, unstained with blood, was thrown out, piercing through a corner of the reins and pinning to the ground, grabbing a relatively robust black horse!
"Tianming, mount your horse!"
Gai Nie grabbed Tianming's shoulder, casually tossed him onto his warhorse, and Yuanhong flew back into his hand with a whistle. He then picked up a stone and hit the horse's rump, startling it into a galloping escape.
The legion surged forward with overwhelming force. Gai Nie frowned. Although he was powerful, it was still too difficult for him to fight against a hundred people, especially since these were not ordinary civilians, but a group of well-trained veterans!
To catch the thief, first catch the king. Since we can't break this army, let's kill the leader. An army without a commander will inevitably be in chaos, and then it won't be a problem!
Gai Nie gripped Yuanhong, holding it to his chest. His eyes blazed with sword intent, and his inner strength flowed like a surging river, gathering in his hand to cover the blade of Yuanhong before he threw it out!
Yuan Hong moved like lightning, transforming into a sword light and fleeing towards the head of the Qin general!
"Protect the adults!"
Someone saw through Gai Nie's intention and loudly reminded him.
The Qin army commander was no fool. He immediately grabbed a shield and held it in front of him, retreating backward, not wanting to face Yuan Hong head-on!
However, Yuanhong seemed to possess a newfound spirituality. In the air, it deviated slightly from the wind direction, transforming into a stream of light that pierced through the hard iron shield, its remaining force penetrating his heart.
Take the enemy general's head amidst a thousand troops!
The soldiers who were charging forward paused. Although their momentum was still strong, it was clear that they were all bark and no bite. Their fighting spirit, which had been so tightly bound together, had collapsed by 60%!
This is why, in ancient times, when two armies were at war, the generals would fight a battle first. Once one side was defeated, its morale would decline, and once it entered the battlefield, it would be hesitant and timid, and its combat power would drop by three points. How could it possibly be a match for the other side!
With the general dead, facing the heavily surrounded soldiers, Gai Nie suddenly took a step forward, and dozens of soldiers with swords actually retreated. Faced with an unarmed man, the Qin soldiers, who were as fierce as tigers and leopards, were actually afraid to this extent!
"Kill him! Kill him and you'll be granted a fief of ten thousand households!"
Someone shouted, and the eyes of a group of soldiers turned red. Their initial intention to retreat vanished, and a hint of madness flashed in their eyes.
Not everyone joins the army for the vague idea of protecting their country; more often, they want to find a way out in the military and take care of their families!
And this opportunity was right in front of them. Although the man in front of them was known as the Empire's First Sword Saint, he had lost his sword. Then a group of soldiers had strange thoughts, and a few of them couldn't help but rush up.
"kill!"
On the battlefield, the sounds of armor clashing and killing intent raging filled the air. Although Gai Nie had lost his sword, there was no panic in his eyes. He took a step back, leaned his body slightly backward to dodge the longsword, and then struck back with his elbow, knocking a soldier to the ground. The longsword slipped from his hand, but he snatched it away!
A swordsman is called a swordsman, so naturally he cannot gain great strength because of a famous sword. Gai Nie has long passed the realm of pursuing the sharpness of famous swords. In his eyes, as long as it can kill people, it is a good sword!
The Sword Saint wielded his sword like a king of soldiers with a gun. The sword light flashed everywhere, and when he got within three meters of Gai Nie, all the soldiers had their throats slit open and their lives taken!
Whether there were many people or few, and whether swords and halberds were thrusting, they were all blocked by the sword net woven by his longsword and could not advance any further!
Gai Nie is like a grim reaper, tirelessly reaping the souls of soldiers. One man with one sword is better than a thousand troops!
But he was only human after all, and as such, his energy would eventually run out. These Qin soldiers were experienced, and although they were intimidated by Gai Nie's fierce power, they found an opportunity!
"Go to hell!"
Taking advantage of Gai Nie's moment of respite, a middle-aged soldier thrust his longsword forcefully into Gai Nie's shoulder, the blood seeping out soaking his white robes!
bite!
A look of joy flashed in his eyes, and just as he was about to make another move, he found that the scenery in front of him seemed to have become much shorter, and he saw his own headless corpse fall down with a thud!
Gai Nie took a breath, but his weakness was noticed by the other soldiers, making him even more ferocious!
A great reward will surely bring forth brave men! Although their comrades died one by one, these soldiers were inspired with fighting spirit. It would take many years to get promoted based on military merit, but now that a shortcut was right in front of them, many of them dared to take a chance!
Gai Nie frowned, abandoning his attempt to stop the horde of wolves. After all, his mission was to protect Tianming, who should now be out of danger. So, he switched from offense to defense and retreated.
His inner energy trembled and connected with Yuanhong. After Yuanhong hummed, it flew back into his hand. After killing several soldiers who stepped forward, Gai Nie withdrew and retreated!
Whoosh whoosh!
A whirlwind whipped up a sandstorm, swept across the desert, swallowed up several soldiers blocking its path, and charged straight towards Gai Nie!
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