The Terrifying Killing Machine

Atop the city walls, the cries of battle shook the heavens.

The battle had already reached its most fevered stage. The air was thick with the bloody smell of blood and the stench of sweat. The bluestone slabs beneath their feet had long been dyed dark red with blood, becoming incredibly slick.

Led by Wei Zhe, his squad was like a reef nailed fast to the city wall. No matter how savage the Xiongnu assault was, they could not be shaken in the slightest.

Wei Zhe himself had completely transformed into a blood-colored whirlwind.

The long ge in his hands flashed up and down; every swing sent up a rain of blood.

The moves of the Wind Piercing Spear Technique were unleashed to their fullest in his hands.

At times, he was like a venomous dragon leaving its lair, precisely piercing through gaps in the enemy's armor; at other times, he was like a fierce tiger sweeping its tail, striking across a wide arc and forcing back or knocking down two or three enemies at once.

The system notifications in his mind had scarcely stopped.

"Xiongnu soldier killed. Tempering Points gained: 10."

"Xiongnu soldier killed. Tempering Points gained: 10."

"Kill..."

In the short time it took an incense stick to burn, more than thirty Xiongnu had already died at his hands! Yet supported by his inner force, his stamina showed no sign of waning whatsoever.

His terrifying efficiency not only inspired the comrades around him, but completely intimidated the enemies attacking the city.

Gradually, the Xiongnu charging this section of the defenses began instinctively avoiding Wei Zhe's position. They would rather attack places nearby with even tighter defenses than face that youth who seemed like a demon god.

"Squad Leader... he's too fierce..."

Hu Lei slammed an enemy off the city wall with his shield and spoke between ragged breaths. His arms had long since gone numb with exhaustion, but at the sight of Wei Zhe still brimming with life and vigor, he felt strength fill his entire body once more.

Qian Hu was even more shocked. He considered himself an old veteran of the battlefield, having slain countless enemies, yet this was the first time he had ever seen someone like Wei Zhe—someone who killed as though cutting grass, with endurance so boundless it seemed to have no end.

This kid... he isn't human at all. He's a monster!

Just then, a new recruit made a mistake while blocking. A Xiongnu soldier seized the opening and brought his blade down viciously onto the recruit's chest!

Clang!

With a crisp ring, the recruit was sent stumbling back by the tremendous force and fell onto his backside. Yet the sharp curved saber had been firmly stopped by the Heart Guard Armor, leaving behind only a deep slash mark.

"I... I survived again!" The recruit stared at the mark on his chest, his eyes filled with lingering fear and wild delight.

He looked toward Wei Zhe, who was slaughtering enemies not far away. The gratitude in his eyes was beyond words.

This scene played out again and again among Wei Zhe's squad.

They were the unit with the lowest casualty rate on the entire battlefield!

All of it was thanks to the Heart Guard Armor Wei Zhe had forged for them before the battle!

"Fight to the death for the Squad Leader!"

No one knew who was the first to shout it.

"Fight to the death for the Squad Leader!"

In an instant, all twenty soldiers in the squad, whether new recruits or veteran soldiers, roared in unison. Their voices merged into one, filled with grim resolve and fearless ferocity!

At this moment, they were no longer fighting solely for Great Qin. They were also fighting to protect the Squad Leader behind them, the one who had given their lives a measure of security!

Wei Zhe heard the shouts behind him, and warmth surged through his heart. He did not turn around. Instead, he answered his brothers' trust with an even fiercer offensive!

After killing another dozen or so enemies, the Tempering Points accumulated in his mind had already broken through the five-hundred mark.

"System, allocate the Tempering Points!"

Taking advantage of a lull in the fighting, he ducked behind the battlements and swiftly gave the command.

"Add 250 points to Strength! Add 250 points to Constitution!"

He would push his advantage to the absolute limit!

A surging warm current emerged once more. This time, he felt his strength reach an entirely new peak!

When he stepped out again, an exceptionally burly Xiongnu soldier who had just climbed onto the wall was swinging a massive battle-axe down at his head.

Wei Zhe's gaze sharpened. Neither dodging nor evading, he held his ge in one hand and raised it sideways to meet the blow.

Clang—!

A loud bang rang out, and sparks flew in every direction!

The Xiongnu soldier felt an irresistible, overwhelming force surge through the axe handle. The battle-axe in his hands was knocked flying away by sheer force!

Before he could react, Wei Zhe's other hand shot out like lightning, clamping around his throat. Like lifting a chick, he raised the man's body—more than two hundred jin—into the air with one hand!

"Urgh..."

The Xiongnu soldier's feet dangled off the ground as he struggled desperately, yet he could not budge that iron-pincer-like grip in the slightest.

Everyone nearby stopped moving, staring in horror at this scene of violent beauty.

"Get down there!"

Wei Zhe barked low, then flicked his arm and hurled the Xiongnu soldier directly off the city wall, more than ten meters high!

After doing all this, he looked at his status panel again.

Character: Wei Zhe

Realm: First Order Martial Apprentice (Entering the Hall)

Strength: 70

Agility: 45

Constitution: 72

Tempering Points: 0

The thrill brought by his surging strength made him want to throw back his head and howl at the sky.

He felt that the current him was a humanoid primordial Giant Beast!

And his astonishing performance finally caught the enemy commander's attention.

Below the city wall, a Xiongnu commander clad in a fine wolf-head suit of armor and mounted on a tall warhorse noticed the "gap" on Eagle Beak Cliff where the slaughter was exceptionally efficient.

He narrowed his eyes, pointed in Wei Zhe's direction, and roared at the messenger beside him in stiff Han Chinese, "Tell Gu Lige to take some men up there and twist off that Qin Army brat's head for me!"

"Yes, Centurion!"

Very soon, a Xiongnu centurion standing a full head taller than the surrounding Xiongnu men, wielding an enormous Wolf Tooth Mace, climbed the cloud ladder with a savage grin.

A true hard-fought battle was about to begin.

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