Faced with the enemy's taunts, Zhang Ye remained silent. To respond, all he needed to do was slash the enemy with his broadsword!

He rushed to Tu Yuanbing in a few steps, dodged the spear that Tu Yuanbing thrust at him, grabbed the spear, gritted his teeth, and slashed at Tu Yuanbing's neck with his sword!

The attack came too fast; Tu Yuanbing hadn't anticipated it at all. He seemed to have underestimated the fighting power that the Daqian people could unleash at the critical moment of life and death.

With a "click".

The broadsword slashed into his neck, making a sickening cracking sound, and hot blood spurted out, rising in the air as a puff of white steam.

At this moment, Tu Yuanbing was still alive, but Zhang Ye's strength was running out. Tu Yuanbing's eyes widened, and he let out a miserable howl.

But then, Zhang Ye shouted and grabbed the knife hilt with both hands, gathering all his strength to forcefully push the knife down from his neck.

The broad blade pressed inch by inch into Tu Yuanbing's neck, cutting through flesh and breaking the neck bones.

Bright red blood and bone fragments gushed out. Tu Yuanbing's face turned pale, and his body trembled violently, but he couldn't even scream.

He opened his mouth, making a "hoarse" sound from his throat.

Finally, with a "poof!" sound.

The sharp blade finally severed his neck, and then his head rolled to the ground...

Zhang Ye's already exhausted body was further weakened by this blow, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Just then, a deep, resonant voice rang out.

"Kid! You're pretty good at fighting! Come on, take this axe!"

The moment the words reached his ears, Zhang Ye felt a whooshing sound as he rushed towards him, and he quickly held his knife horizontally to his chest.

With a "bang".

A giant axe slammed down on the knife, and Zhang Ye's hand went numb from the blow. He was sent flying backward and landed heavily on the ground.

"puff"

He raised his head and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Not far away, the red-haired giant laughed:

"Hahaha! This little body is still too weak!"

"It seems you Dagan people haven't been doing well these past few years. You've really wasted such good land."

"This fertile land, if planted with our Tuyuan potatoes, would provide an inexhaustible supply of food. It's such a waste that it's in your hands!"

Zhang Ye swallowed the remaining blood in his mouth, slowly stood up from the ground, and gritted his teeth, saying:

"My large army hasn't come yet. If they had, they would have surely given you a bloody beating!"

"You are arrogant now, but you will surely pay for your crimes in blood in the future!"

The giant man rested his axe on his shoulder, looked at Zhang Ye with a mocking expression, and then laughed loudly.

"You keep talking about building up a large army, but are they not coming, or are they afraid to come?"

"Even if they come, they can't withstand a single blow from my axe!"

At this point, his tone shifted abruptly, his eyes suddenly sharpening, and then he let out a cold snort:

"Kid, I'm not afraid to tell you, after we take Xijing, it won't be long before we conquer your Daqian!"

"I initially thought you had the strength to fight, but now you seem utterly pathetic! You're nothing but a rabble! So weak, yet you dare to dream of owning such good land? You don't deserve it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ye was enraged. He pressed his left hand to his chest, raised his broadsword with his right, and roared:

"Then let's give it a try!"

The giant snorted disdainfully, raised his axe, and pointed around, saying, "Let's see how long you can hold out!"

"Even if your emperor were to send troops immediately, it would be of no use against our Tu Yuan Kingdom—"

"It's all like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

As they spoke, the giant rode his horse towards Zhang Ye, a mocking smile on his face, seemingly intending to slowly torture him...

Although he didn't want to admit it, Zhang Ye looked around and saw that the Xijing resistance army was indeed no match for them. Although everyone had tried their best, they were still defeated and routed in front of this group of enemies.

"In the end, we still couldn't hold onto this land..." Zhang Ye murmured to himself, his expression sorrowful.

He squatted down, grabbed a handful of yellow earth, and his eyes were filled with grief.

Watching the soil slowly slip through his fingers, Zhang Ye took a deep breath and looked up at the giant man who was walking towards him.

With his last remaining strength, he gripped the broadsword, determined to fight this enemy to the death!

A cold wind swept across the battlefield, the sky dimmed, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the ground crimson, where countless corpses lay.

We don't know whose son they were, nor whose father they were; they have both passed away peacefully....

Zhang Ye felt a deep sorrow, but he quickly gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Our blood will not have been shed in vain! Even if we die in battle today, someone will surely come to reclaim Xijing in the future!!!"

With Zhang Ye's shout, the Xijing resistance fighters who were fighting nearby were invigorated and started shouting!

At this moment, everyone is ready to give their lives to defend their homeland!

Zhang Ye gritted his teeth, gripped his broadsword tightly, and was about to charge forward, but just then—

"Bang!"

From afar, a deep, resonant drumbeat echoed.

The giant frowned and stopped the horse, while Zhang Ye was also taken aback, a look of confusion on his face.

"Bang!"

Then the sound of drums could be heard again.

"Bang bang bang!"

The drumbeats came one after another, faster and faster!

Like a continuous rain, the drumbeats grew more rapid and intense!

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