Wei Zhe suddenly raised his head and let out an irrepressible, long roar!
"Roar—!"
The roar sounded like a dragon's roar and a fierce tiger's, piercing through metal and stone, soaring straight into the clouds!
The terrifying momentum contained within that roar caused the surrounding Qin and Han soldiers currently locked in combat to pause involuntarily, all of them looking toward him in shock.
What did they see?
They saw that Qin general, bathed in blood and looking like a demon god, with the surging blood qi all over his body growing a full circle larger before their very eyes!
"H-His momentum... how did it get even stronger?" a Han officer asked, his voice trembling.
Wei Zhe slowly lowered his head, feeling the explosive power within his body as a cruel curve tugged at the corner of his mouth.
He looked at the Han soldiers standing frozen around him because of his long roar. In his gaze, there was no longer a trace of human emotion, leaving only a cold, detached indifference as if looking at prey.
"Kill!"
A single cold word escaped from his mouth.
His figure moved once again.
This time, his speed was more than twice as fast as before!
His entire person seemed to transform into a streak of black lightning, instantly charging into a crowd of Han soldiers!
"Ah!"
"Pfft!"
The Mo Dao danced, and what it brought in its wake was no longer a simple gleam of swords, but a blurred afterimage laced with bloody electric light!
A Han foot soldier raised his shield to parry.
"Clang!"
The blade slashed against the shield.
That Han soldier only felt an irresistible, tremendous force rush through him. The shield in his hands, along with his arm, was instantly shattered into pieces! Following closely, a formless jin penetrated his breastplate, directly turning his internal organs into a heap of flesh.
He widened his eyes, blood streaming from his seven orifices, and fell straight down, without even any obvious wounds visible on his body.
Dragon Elephant Force!
This was the Dragon Elephant Force!
Joy surged wildly in Wei Zhe's heart!
His killing efficiency had risen to another level once again!
If the previous him was a fierce tiger.
Then the current him was a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex draped in steel scales!
"Monster! He's a monster!"
"Run! We can't beat him!"
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
The psychological defense line of the Han army was completely shattered at this moment.
They watched that black god of slaughter in the crowd, who walked as if through an empty courtyard and could take away several lives with every swing of his blade, finally break down completely.
They threw away the weapons in their hands, crying and screaming, fleeing wildly in all directions.
The collapse of an army was like a landslide!
Meanwhile, near the commander's tent in the center of the army, High General Bao Yuan, who had managed with great difficulty to organize a line of elite guards, also saw that terrifying scene in the distance through the firelight.
He saw how that black-armored Qin general leisurely harvested the lives of his subordinate soldiers amidst ten thousand troops.
He also heard the desperate cries of his own soldiers coming from all directions.
His legs began to grow weak.
His heart was completely engulfed by a cold tide called "fear."
"General! We can't hold out! The western camp has completely collapsed along the entire line!"
"General! The main force of the Qin Army has already broken through!"
"General! Hurry and leave! If you don't leave now, it will be too late!"
Several guard generals rushed to his side, their faces filled with anxiety and despair.
Only this single thought remained in Bao Yuan's mind.
He glanced behind the commander's tent at the exceptionally fine, spirited blood-sweating steed that had been prepared for a long time.
"Pass... pass my military order!" His voice grew shrill from fear. "The whole army... the whole army, break out toward the eastern gate! Quick!"
After saying this, he no longer cared about the dignity of a commanding general, shoving aside the guard beside him and scrambling toward his prized steed in a clumsy tumble.
However, just as he mounted the horse and prepared to gallop away from this earthly hell,
a cold gaze, seemingly from the netherworld, pierced through layers of firelight and the chaotic crowd, locking onto him with dead certainty.
Wei Zhe, who had just finished an exhilarating slaughter, licked his lips.
He noticed the commander's flag that was moving backward, representing the Han commanding general.
He also noticed the fat man wearing ornate armor who was preparing to gallop away on horseback.
Found you.
Wei Zhe's gaze, like an invisible sharp arrow, pierced across a distance of several hundred paces and nailed itself firmly onto the flustered, horse-mounting, lavishly dressed fat man.
The commander's flag on him and his luxurious armor all without exception proclaimed his identity.
Bao Yuan!
"Want to run?"
Wei Zhe's voice was very soft, so soft it seemed as if he were only talking to himself, yet it carried a playful teasing quality like a cat toying with a mouse.
He moved.
The ground beneath his feet shattered with a loud crash the instant he exerted force!
His entire body transformed into a black afterimage, charging straight toward the direction of the commander's flag!
Blocking his path were a hundred of Bao Yuan's final elite guards. These men were true elites among the Han army; seeing that their commanding general was about to flee and that the god of slaughter was charging over, they had no other choice.
"Form ranks! Protect the General!"
"Stop him! Even if you have to use your lives, stop him!"
A guard captain roared hoarsely. Taking the lead with a sword in both hands, his eyes were filled with a do-or-die determination.
They quickly formed a shield wall, and dozens of long spears jutted out from the gaps in the shields, forming an airtight forest of steel.
This was the only thing they could do.
Facing this final barrier, Wei Zhe's speed did not slow down in the slightest.
He didn't even look at the sharp tips of those long spears.
"Scram."
The two cold words escaped, and the Mo Dao in his hand traced a simple, brutal straight line through the air, fiercely slashing down against that forest of spears!
The Dragon Elephant Force erupted without reservation!
"Clang—!"
A loud noise!
That wasn't the sound of a blade slicing through wooden shafts, but a heavy, muffled impact like a battering ram crashing against a city gate!
The shields and long spears in the hands of the dozen or so Han guards charging at the very front were shattered into pieces the instant they made contact with the Mo Dao!
They felt as though they had been struck head-on by a rampaging giant elephant.
"Puff!"
A dozen men simultaneously spewed a mist of blood. Their breastplates were deeply indented, and their bodies flew backward like kites with snapped strings, crashing heavily and knocking over a large swath of their comrades.
Their internal organs had already been completely pulverized by the tyrannical Dragon Elephant Force the split second they collided!
A single slash, and the formation was broken!
That guard captain widened his eyes, looking at the collapsed armor on his chest, his face filled with utter disbelief. He hadn't even managed to clearly see the opponent's blade before he was already dead.
This final defense line composed of Han elites was as fragile as paper-mache in front of Wei Zhe.
"Monster! Monster!"
The psychological defense line of the guards completely collapsed.
They looked at the black-armored god of slaughter walking step by step over the corpses of their comrades, the weapons in their hands trembling.
Bao Yuan, who had already galloped dozens of paces away on horseback, heard the screams from behind and couldn't help turning his head for a look.
That single glance scared his soul right out of his body!
What did he see?
He saw his most elite guards being slashed into the air by that Qin general with a single stroke!
He saw that Qin general raising his head across a distance of several dozen paces, looking at him coldly with those eyes devoid of any emotion.
"Hurry! Hurry! Run!"
Bao Yuan was frightened out of his wits, frantically beating the fine steed beneath him with his riding crop, wishing it could grow wings.
As long as he escaped the camp and fled back to Yiyang City, he would be safe!
"Stop him! Whoever can stop him will be rewarded with a thousand catties of gold and made a Ten Thousand Household Marquis!"
He roared at the top of his lungs, attempting to trade heavy rewards for time to escape with his life.
However, the remaining guards, watching Wei Zhe walk forward as if strolling in a courtyard, no longer dared to step forward. Exchanging glances, they unexpectedly let out strange cries in unison, threw down their weapons, and scattered to flee in the opposite direction of Wei Zhe.
When even the commanding general was running away, why would they throw their lives away for him?
Wei Zhe watched the retreating figure fleeing wildly on horseback, a cruel smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Ten Thousand Household Marquis?
Your life is my greatest reward.
He stopped in his tracks, his knees sinking slightly.
The Dragon Elephant Inner Force within his body surged like a roaring river, rushing madly into the meridians of his legs.
The ground beneath his feet could no longer bear this terrifying force, cracking inch by inch and sinking half a foot deep!
The next moment.
"Boom!"
With an explosive sound,
Wei Zhe's figure soared into the sky like a boulder hurled by a catapult!
His entire body formed an astonishing parabola in the air, soaring across dozens of paces, clearing all the chaotic crowds and burning camp tents.
Bao Yuan, who was fleeing for his life, only felt the moonlight above his head suddenly obscured by a massive shadow.
He instinctively raised his head.
Then, he saw the most horrifying and desperate sight of his entire life.
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