"Sir, we can’t win, retreat quickly!"
One Ear urged anxiously, and the Mountain People brought by Lin Baici were also in a panic. They didn’t even dare to provoke a man with a big beard, let alone the more esteemed Forbidden Army.
Besides, the Cavalry was genuinely terrifying.
At any time, Cavalry have a very high chance of defeating infantry, especially today, when they had the advantage in numbers. The Forbidden Army General thought victory was assured, but who knew that a vigorous man wearing only a pair of tight leather pants would suddenly appear and hold the pass against thousands like an unshakable guardian. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by n̷o̷v̷e̷l̷f̷i̷r̷e̷.net
There was no sign of any identity on him, but that hairdo looked just like those of the Buddhas in the temples of the Nine States—this thing is called a topknot, right?
"Circle around, shoot from a distance!"
The Forbidden Army General shouted, quickly changing the formation. He believed a charge could cut down these people or disrupt their formation, and then they could be taken down one by one, but that was no longer viable. So, they reverted to the most primitive cavalry tactic—kiting.
"Hmph, I’m curious to see how many bullets and arrows this big fellow can withstand."
The Forbidden Army General sneered. As for Lin Baici in front of him, he didn’t care at all. His warhorse had already charged forward, and if the other side didn’t dodge, they would be waiting to get hit and die with broken bones!
"Archers, musketeers, regroup!"
The Forbidden Army General cried out, only to find that the handsome young man did not dodge but instead crouched and stepped forward, punching out.
The Forbidden Army General was startled at first, not understanding why this man was courting death, then a sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Want to die? This general will grant your wish!"
The general, holding his saber, leaned over, planning to chop off Lin Baici’s neck, but Lin Baici’s fist struck the warhorse’s head first.
The head of the warhorse exploded as if hit by a tank’s cannon, and bright red blood, rotting flesh, and goose-egg-sized eyeballs scattered like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
Zhao Decheng, Big Beard, and Lee Taehyun almost popped their eyes out.
The kind of mighty generals recorded in the history of the Nine States with the power to uproot mountains and the strength to cover the earth could only be , right?
One Ear was dumbfounded. He felt that this Lord Lin only looked like a Human, but there must be a monster hidden under that human skin.
The warhorse fell dead to the ground, kicking up some snow. The Forbidden Army General was somewhat skilled and managed a roll to avoid getting trapped under the horse.
The soldiers saw their general in trouble and wanted to help, but Quan Sangin and his group were slaughtering mercilessly, giving them no chance at all.
Lin Baici took two quick steps towards the general, intending to capture him alive, but the general was too unlucky. There was snow on the ground, and because he was in a hurry, he slipped and fell, and by a stroke of bad luck, he hit Lin Baici’s Bronze Sword.
The blade penetrated his chest.
Lin Baici was speechless. What kind of luck was this? Even when he wanted to give the man a chance, the man didn’t take it.
With the general dead, the soldiers were completely disorganized, unsure of what to do.
If they ran, their families would suffer, and they themselves would become wanted criminals, but if they didn’t run...
The Forbidden Army looked at Lin Baici. Not to mention that terrifying beast, even this man who could punch a warhorse’s skull to pieces, they couldn’t beat him.
"Gentlemen, fight to the death for your parents, wives, and children!"
The deputy general raised his voice.
They could flee, but it would only bring disaster to their families, causing them to be implicated.
While Muscle Buddha was still rampaging, these Forbidden Army soldiers were not stupid; they all wanted to avoid it. They thought if they could at least kill one person and bring back a corpse, they could explain themselves to the Lord of the State.
Muscle Buddha did not pursue but simply punched the ground.
Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground, stretching over seven meters, and due to the force of the punch, snowflakes flew, and chunks of earth popped up.
Muscle Buddha swung his big arm, sending these chunks of earth the size of fists flying like shotgun pellets.
Some soldiers were hit, and though they weren’t dead, they fell wounded.
"Finish them off fast!"
Pei Douwen yelled, his voice full of urgency. He had been feverish for many days, which was abnormal for a God Hunter with an enhanced body. Pei Douwen suspected he had contracted the plague, so he wanted to purify this rules contamination as soon as possible and leave.
Quan Sangin and his people were also working hard, slaughtering heads like they weren’t even their own countrymen.
Seeing this, Lin Baici stopped acting and approached the body of Li God Doctor.
Pei Douwen was dissatisfied, but he didn’t dare to gossip, only muttering under his breath.
Three soldiers rushed at Lin Baici.
Lin Baici hadn’t paid them much attention until he glanced over and felt something was off.
Why was the soldier on the right’s face covered with charcoal gray?
What was he trying to hide?
Also, the muscles on his hands and face were full, not like the malnutrition seen in other Forbidden Army soldiers. There was a stark difference.
Lin Baici didn’t think twice, hurling his Bronze Sword directly and swatting it with his palm.
Great Impression Hand.
The soldier suddenly shrank down as if he knew Earth Escape Ninjutsu and disappeared into the dirt.
"Be careful, there’s a God Hunter!"
That soldier emerged from the ground more than thirty meters away, looking coldly at Lin Baici.
He had thought that those people from the freedom-loving countries would be competitors in this rule contamination, but it turned out that despite the small number of these Nine States people, they were quite formidable.