Battle to Slay the Eagle

"Wei Zhe!"

When Vulture saw the youth standing atop the hill, looking down at him like a deity, his hawk-like eyes instantly filled with bloodshot and endless venom.

He finally understood that from the very beginning, he had fallen into the opponent's trap. Those five hundred Qin soldiers were bait, and this sea of fire and these traps were a cage meticulously prepared for him.

"All troops, charge! Break through! Kill Wei Zhe!"

Vulture let out a hysterical roar. He knew there was no turning back now; only by moving forward and killing that youth could there be a sliver of hope for survival.

The remaining more than two thousand Xiongnu cavalry, driven by the instinct for self-preservation, launched their most frenzied charge. Disregarding the flames on their bodies and the traps underfoot, they trampled over the corpses of their comrades and charged like madmen towards the hill where Wei Zhe stood.

"Tiger and Wolf Army, form ranks!"

Wei Zhe's voice was calm and steady, ringing clearly across the chaotic battlefield.

"First rank, shield formation! Second and third ranks, thrust with glaives! Free fire, commence!"

One hundred Tiger and Wolf Army soldiers quickly formed an impenetrable "Three Talents Iron Bucket Formation" on the hillside.

The outermost rank consisted of soldiers wielding heavy shields, which they firmly planted into the earth, forming a steel barrier.

Through the gaps between the shields, countless finely crafted glaives, gleaming with cold light, were extended.

When the first wave of Xiongnu cavalry reached the formation, they were met with a storm of thrusting glaive tips!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Warhorses wailed, and riders fell.

The front of the Tiger and Wolf Army's position was instantly covered by a thick layer of corpses, which then became the best obstacle hindering the charge of the subsequent cavalry.

At the same time, on the hillside, the archers led by Hu Lei and Qian Hu also began to play their part. They fired from their elevated position, unleashing waves of deadly arrows into the crowded Xiongnu ranks. Each volley could take dozens of lives.

However, the Royal Tent Guard was, after all, the elite of the Xiongnu.

After the initial chaos and casualties, they quickly displayed their fearless nature.

Abandoning their horses, they drew their curved sabers and, like agile monkeys, stepped over corpses and shields, attempting to breach the Qin army's defense line.

A brutal, close-quarters battle unfolded on the hillside!

Wei Zhe did not remain behind the lines to command.

He moved like a ghost on the battlefield; wherever a crisis appeared, his figure would be there.

A Xiongnu soldier had just leaped onto a shield, not yet able to swing his saber, when a dark shadow flashed. Wei Zhe's Armor-Piercing Awl had already pierced his heart.

"Ding, Tempering Points +10."

Three Xiongnu soldiers worked together, attempting to overturn a heavy shield. Wei Zhe emerged from the side, his glaive like a dragon. A single sweep cut all three in half at the waist.

"Ding, Tempering Points +30."

His presence was like a stabilizing force, making the entire Tiger and Wolf Army's defense line as steady as Mount Tai.

Every strike he made was efficient and deadly. In his mind, Tempering Points were increasing at a terrifying rate.

The battle lasted for nearly an hour.

Below the hillside, Xiongnu corpses had piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers.

Vulture's heart bled. Of the three thousand elite troops he had brought, nearly half were lost, and they hadn't even managed to break through the enemy's formation.

He looked at the youth who was charging back and forth within the formation as if in an uninhabited land, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.

He finally understood that burning the granary and killing the Chieftain were no mere coincidences.

This young man named Wei Zhe was a complete monster! A demon god born for war!

"We can't go on like this!"

A trace of desperate madness flashed in Vulture's eyes.

He took out a uniquely shaped horn made of eagle bone from his embrace and put it to his lips, blowing with all his might!

"Chiu--!"

An incredibly sharp, ear-piercing cry echoed through the heavens.

This was the "Eagle of the Steppe's" death signal!

Upon hearing this horn, all the attacking Xiongnu soldiers seemed to have been injected with some kind of mad drug. They abandoned all defense, their eyes blood red, letting out beast-like roars. Using their teeth, fingernails, and bodies, they launched a suicidal charge against the Tiger and Wolf Army's defense line!

At the same time, Vulture himself dismounted.

He took a pair of peculiar weapons resembling eagle claws, emitting a faint glow, from his saddle.

He moved.

His speed was beyond imagination, far surpassing that of ordinary Xiongnu generals. Like a true vulture, he weaved through the chaotic battlefield, evading all frontal interceptions, and headed straight for Wei Zhe in the center of the formation!

"Wei Zhe! Take your life!"

He intended to use his strongest assassination technique to achieve a mutual kill with the enemy commander!

"Squad Leader, be careful!"

Qian Hu and the others cried out in alarm, wanting to retreat and defend, but they were tightly entangled by the frenzied Xiongnu soldiers.

"Excellent!"

In Wei Zhe's eyes, an unprecedented fighting spirit erupted!

He had noticed this enemy general long ago and had been waiting for him to make a move!

He forcefully planted his glaive into the ground, then drew the two armor-piercing awls from his waist.

The moment the Vulture's sharp claws were about to tear into his face, Wei Zhe moved!

He didn't retreat. Instead, he took a step forward, twisting his body at an impossible angle.

His agility, an astonishing 225 points, erupted completely at this moment!

To everyone watching, Wei Zhe's figure seemed to split into three in an instant!

One to the left, one to the right, and one remaining in place!

Afterimages!

The Vulture's pupils contracted to the size of pinpricks. His claw, aimed for a sure kill, had missed!

"Not good!"

A sense of fatal danger came from behind him.

He spun around wildly, only to see a cold, icy glint rapidly expanding in his pupils.

Shlick!

The sharp, three-sided armor-piercing awl silently pierced through his back, from the base of his neck, and emerged from his chest.

"Urgh..."

The Vulture looked down, staring in disbelief at the bloody hole in his chest. The light in his eyes, like a punctured balloon, quickly faded.

To his death, he never understood how the opponent's speed could be so terrifying.

"Ding! You have killed the Xiongnu Commander (Fake) 'Vulture', gaining 2000 Tempering Points!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for achieving the 'Decapitation of Ten Thousand Men' achievement! You have received an additional reward: a fragment of an Earth-tier skill, the first layer of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill!"

Wei Zhe pulled out his short blade, letting the Vulture's corpse fall limply at his feet.

He picked up the eagle bone horn and stood atop the hill, blowing it once more towards the Xiongnu soldiers still attacking madly below.

"Chiu--!"

This time, his powerful internal energy was infused into the sound of the horn.

All the Xiongnu soldiers who heard the horn froze. They instinctively looked up and saw a sight they would never forget.

Their god, their "Eagle of the Steppe," had fallen.

And the young demon god of the Qin Army stood upon his god's corpse, blowing the horn that represented supreme glory.

Faith collapsed completely in that moment.

"The Eagle... is dead..."

Someone, who knows who, was the first to drop their weapon and fall to their knees, weeping.

Then came the second, the third...

Moments later, the hillside below was covered in kneeling figures.

In this battle, the Tiger and Wolf Army, with only ten casualties and not a single death, annihilated the 3,000 elite cavalry of the Xiongnu royal tent, and personally slew their commander, "Vulture."

Wei Zhe's name, on this day, resounded throughout the entire Northern Frontier of Great Qin, becoming an unforgettable nightmare for all Xiongnu people.

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