The City Destroyed, Its People Dead
The day after leaving the territory, dark clouds covered the sky. In a valley below, the fully armed cavalry company was attacked by a group of Demons. They were a group of Demons wielding longswords. Despite facing a Lionheart cavalry company that outnumbered them, the Demons continued their relentless attack.
Watching the Demons wielding longswords and casually slaughtering the fully armed Lionheart cavalry, Li Yan frowned. Just as the Little Fool was about to step forward and kill these unbridled Demons, Li Yan reached out and stopped her. Li Yan decided to demonstrate the true power of the Holy Sword to these Demons, so that all the Lionheart Legion soldiers would truly recognize the strength of their commander.
The Mana chariots came to a safe stop not far away. As Li Yan issued his order, all the cavalry soldiers who had attacked the Demons returned to the main force.
Looking at this group of sword Demons, Li Yan drew his Holy Sword from his waist and slowly stepped forward. It seemed that seeing that Li Yan was alone, the group of sword Demons rushed forward in a hurry.
The Holy Sword revealed a faint glimmer of holy light. The next second, Li Yan stood still, assuming a sword-wielding posture. A slash shimmering with holy light swept across Li Yan's front. All the longsword Demons stopped in their tracks, their longswords gradually shattering, followed by their bodies. It was a slash aimed only at them, and the sky, which was originally covered by dark clouds, was also cleaved open, revealing half of the clear sky.
"Miracle!"
"What kind of divine strike was that?!"
"It's Young Master Li Yan, the commander of our Lionheart Legion!"
"Has it even cleaved through the dark clouds in the sky? Has Young Master Li Yan's strength reached this level?"
The entire Lionheart Legion soldiers stared in disbelief. Originally, they only had fifty percent of their passion and fighting spirit, but after witnessing Li Yan's attack, they felt their blood boil and their fighting spirit exploded, exceeding one hundred percent.
With a commander who can effortlessly annihilate a Demons squad and shatter the dark clouds covering the sky, victory in this battle is assured.
Watching Li Yan sheath his sword alone and slowly walk back to the Lionheart Legion, all the Lionheart Legion soldiers erupted in cheers, chanting Li Yan's name in unison...
On the seventh day after leaving the territory, all those under the Holy Sword were mortals. Facing the impregnable city walls, Li Yan merely took a step forward indifferently. With a single slash of his Holy Sword, the rock-solid city walls were reduced to ruins. Countless Lionheart Legion soldiers charged forward with fervor, while the Tiger Roar Earl's soldiers inside the city walls were dumbfounded. Some soldiers with weak willpower and determination fled in panic, having lost the courage to fight any longer.
"Young master, how much longer until we kill that guy called Earl Tiger Earl?" The Little Fool swung his snow-white legs, gazing at the conquered town, his heart leaping with joy.
"It'll be quick, probably in about five more days."
Li Yan calmly sheathed the Holy Sword. The Holy Sword's power was too terrifying, and it was a weapon that his master, Celia, was unwilling to face. Even if he got close to his master, Celia, she might not have a chance to survive under the Holy Sword's radiance.
You must understand, I am a melee mage who has mastered Space Magic, a virtually unbeatable, bug-level warrior.
On the tenth day after leaving the territory, Li Yan looked at Earl Huxiao, who was so close at hand, and couldn't help but feel a little unreal. After conquering eighteen towns, Earl Huxiao's soldiers, who had originally fought bravely, were now betraying him and even capturing Earl Huxiao as a life-saving token.
Looking at the pitiful group of soldiers staring at him, Li Yan felt inexplicably helpless. He only now realized his own strength. With the Holy Sword in his hand, he was almost invincible. No one could withstand the Holy Sword's strikes.
Earl Tiger Earl is dead. He did not die by Li Yan's Holy Sword. The Little Fool leaned close to Earl Tiger Earl's ear and whispered slowly. Earl Tiger Earl, who had been calmly awaiting death, widened his eyes and stared intently at the laughing Little Fool.
The Mana constructed greatsword pierced straight into Earl Tiger Earl's body, and he, like his son, ultimately died from the Little Fool's sword magic.
[P. S.: I'm never posting nonsense again, it's so hard to post nonsense.]