The blood-soaked flag fell flying, and beneath it, a Qin Military General in Mysterious Armor was covered in blood, his head hanging low, yet he still stood unwavering.
This scene was almost etched permanently into everyone's pupils, destined to make them never forget.
The Hu expert protecting the youth stared wide-eyed, his heart trembling uncontrollably. He supported the youth, whose body couldn't stop shaking.
The youth looked at the general who had not yet fallen to the ground, his expression flickering with panic, like a frightened bird.
He looked up at the grassland outside, as if behind every gently rolling hill, a Great Qin general in heavy armor, holding a horse spear, could suddenly charge out.
Filled with terror, his hand involuntarily gripped the Hu man, but under this fear, resentment and anger continued to grow.
Looking at the closed-eyed Baili Feng, he bit his teeth, his heart turning wicked, suddenly breaking free from the Hu expert's hand, he drew the curved saber from his waist, both hands coming together, fiercely stepping forward. The blade glinted coldly, slashing diagonally down from Baili Feng's shoulder.
His blade's edge cut through the already battle-scarred Mysterious Armor, cleaving a blood streak.
The black Battle Armor representing Great Qin fell to the ground.
"Fight to the death!"
The few remaining Qin Iron Cavalry roared in anger.
A thunderous sound of war drums erupted, and from the tightly closed Qin camp, the Qin Iron Cavalry on swift horses burst out, the sound of the drums relentless, charging forward against the tide like madmen.
The youth's body trembled, his treasured saber slipping from his grasp, falling to the ground.
He grabbed the Hu expert, urgently saying,
"Let's go, retreat immediately..."
Seeing this, the Hu man sighed, his heart wrenching.
With the Commander's Flag cut down, although the entire army wasn't immediately scattered like sand, their morale uncontrollably plummeted, already difficult to organize a new attack. With this young man losing his resolve, this action was a complete failure; they could only return without any achievements.
They could only hastily sound the retreat, gathering men and horses, sweeping away, leaving only a vast expanse of corpses and a Mo Blade inserted upside down in the ground, its cold light fierce.
The cold wind swept down from Snow Mountain, continuing to whine.
In the sky, an eagle flew by, circling the area several times before swooping down behind a mound.
There, a young man dressed like a herdsman stood.
His cheekbones were high, making him appear calm and resilient; at this moment, his expression was somewhat solemn. He raised his arm, and the eagle circled, landing on his right forearm.
A thick piece of fur covered his rugged arm, protecting it from scratches.
The youth held his breath until he could barely hear any sounds, then he quietly led his horse away.
On the side of his horse hung a piece of White Jade, carved with the fierce appearance of a tiger-like Exotic Beast, a Bi'an, recognized by every Great Qin citizen, known as the judicial divine beast of the legalists, but in recent years in Fufeng, it was familiar due to a Ranger known for breaking bans with martial prowess.
In this unusually cold winter day, the youth found a concealed spot, carefully taking out a Jade Bead from his bosom.
This was obtained in Fufeng County City three years ago, after he was kidnapped and enslaved.
At that time, he had already resigned himself to death, yet unexpectedly he met Lord Tuoba Yue, and experienced an adventure the Qin people spoke of, managing to escape death and learning a tremendously powerful martial art.
And that Lord had scarce any constraints on him, as if the so-called subordinate status was just to find a legitimate reason to save his life.
Now, everything he had was given by that Lord, so he was extremely respectful, his facial expression now extremely devout, his hands holding the rare Jade Bead from the Northern Lands, touching it against his forehead, the tip of his nose, and his cheeks. Then, he clasped his hands together, holding them in front of his chest.
Speaking softly in the Great Qin language, he said:
"Hall Master, your subordinate has a matter to report."
PS: Because splitting this section seemed improper, it was combined into one chapter of 5600 words; splitting it would still be a chapter of 2800...