A Duel to the Death, Stabbing More Than a Dozen Elite Soldiers

Guo Tai agreed.

Li Le snatched up a spear and charged out in a panic.

After a while.

Another urgent report arrived.

This time, the voice was even more urgent.

Guo Tai's face darkened, and the messenger was so frightened that he hardly dared breathe.

"Speak properly! Give me the details!"

Guo Tai forced down his fury and spoke each word slowly.

"Yes, Commander."

The messenger immediately began his report in a rigid, methodical tone:

"General Han left the city, but that bandit didn't run. Instead, he confronted General Han, and they fought for over a hundred bouts. Then the bandit suddenly changed his technique and used a strange move. General Han was caught off guard and swept from his horse. The bandit raised his halberd and brought it down, stabbing him to death.

"When General Li saw General Han stabbed from his horse, he was horrified and rode over to save him. But halfway there, he saw that General Han was already dead.

"He flew into a rage and engaged the bandit.

"The two fought for over a hundred bouts again.

"General Li was no match for the bandit. He was also swept from his horse and stabbed to death on the spot!

"We wanted to save them, but it was already too late."

"!!"

The more Guo Tai listened, the angrier he became. By the end, his face was as black as the bottom of a cooking pot.

He couldn't believe that the three fiercest generals under his command, ranked among the top three, had died just like that!

After all, whether it was Hu Cai, Han Xian, or Li Le, all three were comparable to Second-Rate Military Generals. Although their techniques were slightly inferior to those of Second-Rate Military Generals, their strength met the standard. Every one of them possessed innate divine strength!

Otherwise, Guo Tai wouldn't have entrusted each of them with command of a troop!

Yet such fierce generals had all fallen here today.

Guo Tai's chest heaved violently as he shouted:

"Bring me my saber! Today, I want to see exactly what sort of rat dares to swagger onto the heads of my White Wave Army!"

The dozen-odd fierce generals below were also filled with righteous fury and clamored loudly.

But at this moment, not a single one of them suggested going out to confront the enemy.

The three strongest men on their side had all been stabbed to death.

Even an idiot knew that the enemy must possess genuine skill.

He might even be someone pretending to be weak while concealing his true strength.

Going now would most likely mean death!

As hardened bandits, bullying the weak and fearing the strong was instinctive. Only by doing so could they live longer and live well!

Seeing that the enemy was a tough opponent despite being alone, no one dared claim that they could take him down single-handedly anymore.

They all suggested sending out troops to surround and kill him.

Guo Tai nodded in agreement.

He was a cautious man.

He knew the abilities of Hu Cai, Li Le, and Han Xian. Since even those three had died, he wouldn't dare claim that he could kill all three of them in such a short time, no matter how strong he was.

Yet the enemy had done exactly that.

He was a formidable foe.

"Beat the drums. Assemble everyone!"

Guo Tai shouted.

Some time later.

Guo Tai led the way.

Several thousand hardened bandits marched toward the city gate in a mighty procession.

All to kill one man.

The White Wave Army had dispatched nearly seventy to eighty percent of its forces.

Their purpose was to set up a Heavenly Net, surround and kill the enemy, block every escape route, and make sure he absolutely couldn't run away this time.

Clip-clop!

Clatter-clatter!

Amid the thunderous clatter of hooves, the group soon reached the city gate. Looking closely, they saw one man and one horse standing proudly a hundred meters away!

The horse was obviously a top-grade warhorse!

No wonder it was so fast!

As for the man?

Guo Tai studied him for a moment. The other man's features were handsome and refined, making him look like a Pretty Boy. Guo Tai couldn't help looking around.

"Where did the messenger go?"

"Commander."

The messenger hurried over.

Guo Tai pointed at the Pretty Boy. "That one?"

"Yes. That's him!"

The messenger answered with absolute certainty.

Guo Tai's expression grew ugly. He had actually lost to a Pretty Boy. With a wave of his hand, his troops silently spread out in all directions.

Guo Tai was even more astonished when he saw that the other man didn't run.

He called out:

"Rat, do you dare state your name?"

"Your Laozi!"

"Your Laozi?"

Guo Tai furrowed his brows and muttered the words twice. Then he suddenly understood. Rage surged through him, and seeing that the other man was alone, he no longer bothered hiding his intentions. He shouted:

"Attack! Cut down that Pretty Boy."

"Gang up on him!"

The dozen-odd Elite Soldiers under Guo Tai exchanged glances before spurring their horses forward. Some wielded sabers, others swords or spears, and they charged toward the Pretty Boy.

"Don't run if you've got guts!"

They were afraid that the Pretty Boy would flee after seeing their numbers, so they shouted first.

Unexpectedly, the Pretty Boy was extremely obedient. Not only did he not run, but he also raised the Great Halberd in his hand and made a contemptuous gesture at them.

The dozen-odd Elite Soldiers were not angry. Instead, they were delighted.

Every one of them felt that this Pretty Boy was doomed.

If they didn't cut him into a thousand pieces and fry him in a cauldron of oil, how could they face the spirits of Hu Cai, Han Xian, and Li Le in the afterlife?

In the blink of an eye.

The two sides were less than a hundred meters apart, and with the horses charging at full speed, they collided in an instant.

Guo Tai watched with anticipation.

Clang!

Clang-clang-clang!

A series of weapon clashes rang out. In the split second between sparks and flashes, figure after figure was stabbed or hacked from their horses. Some were swept more than ten meters away, their heads smashing into the ground and their brains bursting as they died!

In just a few moments.

Guo Tai hadn't even had time to react.

The dozen-odd Elite Soldiers had all died.

"Hiss!"

Guo Tai's pupils widened as he sucked in a cold breath.

The other White Wave Bandits were also chilled to the bone.

At this moment.

Everyone understood.

The Pretty Boy before them had been toying with them all along!

He had been fishing!!

Now that all the fish had come out, he had stopped pretending and directly counterattacked them.

Achievement Medal obtained: Your martial prowess has intimidated the White Wave Bandits' Commander Guo Tai!

Note: He originally thought you were merely someone whose martial prowess was on par with Hu Cai's, and that you had won only by relying on your horse's strength and a dirty trick. But your power has exceeded his expectations! At this moment, he has even begun to tremble, growing frightened and timid.

He has already lost the courage to face you alone. He will most likely abandon the idea of fighting you one-on-one and instead have his entire army surround and attack you!

The notification swept past his ears.

The Pretty Boy, who was actually Ding Ling, raised an eyebrow and then decisively shouted.

Boom!

Two troops suddenly charged out from the dense woods on either side.

Farther away, smoke and dust soared into the sky, while neighs split the air. It seemed as though countless troops were surging forward like a tide.

At the same time.

In Zhongqiu Ancient City behind them, billowing smoke suddenly rose, and the sound of war drums rang out intermittently.

The White Wave Bandits began to grow restless!

Guo Tai shouted:

"Don't panic! Assemble! Assemble!!"

But they had previously spread out in preparation to surround and kill Ding Ling.

Although the White Wave Bandits numbered as many as three thousand, they were scattered over a wide area.

How could they assemble so easily?

Moreover, after Ding Ling had killed several enemies, the number of slain soldiers had reached dozens, while the number of Elite Soldiers had reached seventeen or eighteen. Among them were the three commander-level generals Hu Cai, Han Xian, and Li Le.

His fearsome reputation shook everyone with terror.

At this moment, the White Wave Bandits suddenly realized in shock that Ding Ling was not alone. He had brought an unknown number of cavalrymen and was charging ferociously toward them!