Instant Kill Linyi's First General

As Shamoke gripped his spear in his left hand, he borrowed the pulling force of Fan Shanhu's struggle against him. His right hand never stopped moving; he swung the Iron Caltrop Mace hidden on the right side of his warhorse in one smooth motion.

A dark shadow flashed past the corner of Fan Shanhu's eye, followed at once by the sound of something tearing through the air behind his ear.

With a bang, like the sound of bones shattering.

Fan Shanhu's vision suddenly went black. Swaying, he toppled from his horse, his brains splattering and blood staining the ground.

Seeing Shamoke defeat his opponent in a single move, the barbarian soldiers erupted into wild shouts, venting their uncontrollable exhilaration.

The Cham soldiers, who had been cheering and urging their side on, fell silent in an instant. The stillness at that moment was like a pitch-black night.

Linyi Kingdom's greatest warrior had been slain in seconds by an outsider? Was Heaven playing a joke on them?

While the Cham soldiers were still reeling in shock, Shamoke brandished his blood-dripping Iron Caltrop Mace and roared, "Wipe out these Rinan monkeys for me!"

The five hundred barbarian soldiers moved at the command, charging straight at the Cham formation under Shamoke's lead.

The frenzied cries left the Cham drenched in cold sweat. Without General Fan commanding the battle, they responded in panicked disorder, like a pan of loose sand that scattered at the first touch.

Shamoke pressed the attack for five or six li. As the Cham fled in rout, they trampled one another. In the end, half of them died, while the rest used their familiarity with the terrain to vanish into the mountain forests.

Shamoke won his first battle. Fan Shanhu's head was delivered by scouts to Lan Yuan in South Mount