It swept a forceful arc around the back of He Yi's neck.
"Ah!"
A scream rang out. Just then, Zhang Jun suddenly called softly to Qingqing, "Spare him!"
If He Yi, their commander, died just like that, the enemy troops outside would surely scatter, making it difficult to wipe them out later.
Keeping He Yi barely alive would force the Northern Barbarians outside to stay rather than flee, while also giving them hope of rescuing their commander.
Without another word, Qingqing raised her blade and brought it down, severing the tendons in He Yi's wrists and ankles and instantly robbing him of the ability to move.
Outside, the Northern Barbarians, still unaware that their commander had been captured, continued charging the formation with all their might. Even Shen Tianlong, who had circled around to the right, was now leading his troops against the formation wall, playing right into Zhang Jun's hands.
"Resting Gate, Harming Gate.
Frightening Gate, Open Gate."
Another string of commands went out. The formation wall blocking Shen Tianlong abruptly split open, revealing a passage. Overjoyed, Shen Tianlong led his troops into the formation without a second thought.
Once all four thousand troops had entered, the formation wall closed again. This was practically shutting the door to beat the dogs. By now, the first wave of Northern Barbarians to enter had been almost completely wiped out. Every ordinary soldier fought with blood boiling. Never had they imagined that one day slaughtering Northern Barbarians would be as easy as butchering dogs.
Those enemies riding snow wolves had not even reached the golden body realm. Though weak, just months ago they had still been opponents these soldiers dared not touch. And now? Their attacks felt like mere scratches and failed to hurt the soldiers in the slightest.
After charging into