Inside Wolf Howl Valley, the flames soared into the sky, burning half the night sky into an eerie orange-red.
Thousands of Xiongnu soldiers, like a pack of angry wolves, tightly besieged Wei Zhe and the twenty brothers under his command between a sea of fire and a human wall, leaving them no way to fly out.
"Kill them! Hack these Qin Army rats into mincemeat!"
The Xiongnu Chieftain pulled out his door-panel-like saber, pointed it toward Wei Zhe and the others from afar, and let out a hysterical roar. The burned provisions were his unshirkable responsibility, and only by presenting the heads of these men to the Right Wise King could he slightly lessen his culpability.
"Roar!"
The Xiongnu soldiers rushed up like a tide with reddened eyes and waving weapons.
"Back against the wall of fire, form a circular formation!" Wei Zhe's voice remained clear and calm amid the heaven-shaking battle cries. "Use long halberds on the outer perimeter and short blades on the inner circle! Conserve stamina, and focus exclusively on lower bodies and throats!"
His command, like a calming needle in the sea, instantly stabilized military morale.
The twenty-one men quickly contracted, forming an airtight small defensive array. Hu Lei and Qian Hu led the veteran soldiers to prop up the outermost layer, using sturdy shields and long halberds to forcefully withstand the first and most violent impact.
"Plop!"
A new recruit seized the timing, thrusting the triangular armor-piercing awl in his hand like lightning from the gap in the shields, precisely piercing the thigh of a Xiongnu soldier.
That Xiongnu soldier screamed, collapsed to the ground, and was immediately trampled into mud by the men behind him.
"It works! This short blade works!" the new recruit shouted excitedly.
The armor-piercing awls Wei Zhe had forged for them exerted a more lethal power than long halberds in the narrow melee at this moment. They were shorter, more flexible, and better suited for close-quarters combat.
As for Wei Zhe himself, he did not stay safely holed up within the array. He moved like a ghostly assassin, roaming the edges of the formation, using his long halberd and the armor-piercing awl at his waist interchangeably. Every time he struck, a Xiongnu soldier inevitably fell.
The intangible killing intent exuded by his [Hundred-Man Slayer] title made all enemies who approached him feel a palpitation in their hearts, involuntarily slowing their movements by half a beat. And this half-beat of hesitation was the distance between life and death in front of Wei Zhe.
Ding, killed one Xiongnu foot soldier, gained 10 tempering points.
Ding, killed one Xiongnu squad leader, gained 30 tempering points.
His tempering points were rising rapidly, and his killing skills were also becoming increasingly proficient in actual combat.
However, the number of enemies was simply too great.
Although they resisted desperately, the defensive circle was still being compressed bit by bit. Team members were constantly struck by weapons; although protected by heart guard armor so they did not lose their lives, the huge impact also caused their blood to surge and their arms to go numb.
"Squad Leader, there are too many of them, we can't hold out much longer!" Qian Hu's forehead was slashed open with a cut, blood flowing freely, and he roared hoarsely.
"Hold on a little longer!" Wei Zhe's gaze was like icy cold. He knew that if this continued, they would sooner or later be exhausted to death.
To capture the bandits, capture their leader first!
His gaze pierced through layers upon layers of crowds, locking firmly onto that Xiongnu Chieftain commanding in the rear.
To break the deadlock, the only way was to slay the enemy leader!
"Hu Lei, Qian Hu, clear a path for me!" Wei Zhe roared, and the internal energy that had just been reinforced within his body erupted without reservation!
"Understood!"
Hu Lei and Qian Hu exchanged a glance, both seeing the resolute determination in each other's eyes.
"Brothers, clear a path for the Squad Leader!" Hu Lei let out an angry roar, actually abandoning defense, propping his shield in front of him, and charging fiercely toward the densest crowd like a crazed wild bull!
"Kill!"
The remaining eighteen members also exerted force simultaneously, concentrating all their attacks onto a single point to forcefully tear a fleeting gap in the encirclement.
Right now!
Wei Zhe's figure moved. He tipped his toes on the ground, his entire body soaring like a roc spreading its wings, and leaped right out of that gap with ultimate speed!
"Stop him!"
The Xiongnu Chieftain's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected the enemy to be so fierce and daring.
However, Wei Zhe's speed was simply too fast. Those Xiongnu soldiers who attempted to block him only felt a blur before their eyes as a black shadow flashed past, a cool sensation spread across their throats, and they instantly lost all perception.
In the space of just a few breaths, Wei Zhe had already killed seven men in a row, rushing right in front of the Chieftain!
"Die!"
The Chieftain was both startled and enraged. He was a seasoned and fierce warrior after all, and his reaction was extremely fast. The huge saber in his hand carved an eerie arc, carrying a piercing wind sound as it slashed horizontally at Wei Zhe's waist.
This single strike was enough to cut a person into two halves!
Wei Zhe's gaze narrowed, his long halberd following momentum downward, and the spike at the tail of the halberd precisely struck the back of the opponent's blade.
"Clang!"
With a loud noise, the Chieftain's saber was knocked off course, fiercely chopping into empty air.
Before he could change his moves, Wei Zhe's spear momentum was already like the Yangtze River, continuous and endless.
Wind Piercing Spear Technique--Spear thrusts like a dragon!
The long halberd in his hand seemed to come alive, transforming into a sky-full of spear images that enveloped all of the Chieftain's vital points.
The Chieftain was terrified out of his wits. He could only desperately wave his saber to parry, yet he was forced back repeatedly by the lightning-fast spear images, and several wounds deep enough to expose bone were quickly added to his body.
"This... What kind of spear technique is this!" His heart was filled with terror.
His proud saber technique and strength appeared so clumsy and ridiculous in front of the opponent.
"Splrit!"
With another parrying mistake, Wei Zhe's long halberd finally seized the opportunity, piercing through his shoulder blade like a poisonous snake spitting its tongue from an unimaginable angle, pinning him firmly to the ground!
"Ah--!"
The Chieftain let out a shrill scream.
Wei Zhe did not give him any chance, stepped forward, pulled out the armor-piercing awl from his waist, and swung it with a backhand strike. A fine head soared into the sky.
Ding! Killed one Xiongnu Chieftain, gained 500 tempering points!
Ding! Congratulations to the host for achieving the 'Behead Enemy General in Formation' achievement, obtained extra reward: 1,000 tempering points!
Wei Zhe grabbed that still-dripping head, held it high, and exhausted all his strength to emit an earth-shaking roar:
"The enemy general is dead! Those who surrender will be spared!"
His voice, under the enhancement of internal energy, spread through the entire Wolf Howl Valley like rolling thunder.
All the besieging Xiongnu soldiers instinctively stopped their movements. When they saw the head belonging to their Chieftain, expressions of despair and fear appeared on everyone's faces.
The commander had fallen in battle, and the provisions were burned.
At this moment, their military morale completely collapsed!
"Run!"
I don't know who shouted first, but all the Xiongnu soldiers threw away the weapons in their hands, fleeing in all directions like headless flies, only hating their parents for not giving them two more legs.
The encirclement broke without being attacked.
"Won... We won?"
Hu Lei, Qian Hu, and the others looked at this incredible scene before their eyes, standing frozen in place one by one as if having a dream.
Twenty-one men defeated an enemy of five thousand and beheaded the enemy commander in formation!
This was a miracle sufficient to be recorded in history!
And the person who created this miracle was holding the enemy general's head, standing drenched in blood like a true battlefield demon god.
"Stop daydreaming!" Wei Zhe's voice pulled them back to reality. "Clean the battlefield, collect warhorses and weapons! We are going home!"
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