After experiencing dense fog several days ago, strong winds in the past two days, and this rain, the air on this vast Yanluo Mountain, which should have become fresh, is even more polluted.

Admittedly, that was due to the strong smell of blood.

Just like the blood fluttering around Wu Kui at this moment, it flowed out from the broken corpses that had fallen to the ground like leaves.

It was evening, and after the rain, the temperature seemed to have dropped considerably.

The bright red blood that had just spurted from the body even had a thin layer of white mist floating on it.

"call--"

Wu Kui's face was contorted with rage as he opened his mouth and exhaled a heavy puff of white air.

The lone goose beneath him trotted along on all fours, weaving through the rain of arrows as it galloped by, its mouth emitting heavy breaths.

On this chaotic and fierce battlefield, shouts from men mingled with the neighing of warhorses.

The sound of iron-feathered arrows piercing armor and embedding themselves in shields resonated with the screams of those who fell, and the blood mist mingled with the white breath exhaled by the soldiers.

Like mist and smoke, like a dream and like dust.

With his temples already white, Shan Yi watched as people around him fell rapidly, heard their cries of agony, and the stench of blood filling his nostrils made his mind go haywire.

With a "bang," an iron-feathered arrow shot from the front, hitting a soldier who hadn't held his shield properly.

The thick arrow pierced his chest, and he fell backward with a thud, knocking down a soldier behind him, who also fell backward.

Fortunately, the person behind him supported his back.

Dan Yi looked at the soldier who was almost falling into his arms, but what he touched was something wet.

He looked down and saw a pool of blood in his hand; when he looked up again, he saw the soldier's face, as pale as snow.

Overwhelmed by intense grief, he roared, the sounds almost like the howl of a wild beast.

"Damn it! Follow me and charge!" Wu Rui, his face flushed, led his troops forward at breakneck speed.

Wu Kui, on the other hand, had already led a group of shield soldiers at the forefront. It would be a great disgrace to die on the road without even seeing the enemy!

Bleeding isn't scary; what's scary is dying in such a miserable state!

Enraged, Wu Kui rode the Lone Goose, nimbly weaving through the arrows. He wielded a Tiger-Subduing Gold-Inlaid Spear, wielding it with ferocious speed. While other soldiers avoided the iron-feathered arrows like snakes and scorpions, he was able to deflect them!

The lone goose moved with incredible speed, its black, silk-like body weaving through the rain of arrows, dodging them all!

A moment later.

A loud shout echoed through the mountains, its sound like thunder and lightning, shaking the very soul.

It even startled the horses outside the military camp.

That was Wu Kui's roar:

"Qin Ze!!!"

"I've come to take your head!!"

With this loud shout, Wu Kui rode his steed and led a group of soldiers out of the mountain path!

At this moment, Wu Kui's face was ferocious, his hair and beard were disheveled, and he looked like a man-eating beast!

Behind him stood Shan Yi and Wu Rui, both of them radiating anger, especially Wu Rui, who brandished a pair of iron hammers and roared:

"Come! Prepare to die!!!"

Upon hearing this, before Qin Ze could even speak, Dian Wei's brows furrowed, his tiger-like eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice:

"My lord, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Ze interrupted, "Let's send those who are about to die off on their way."

At his command, the generals immediately clasped their fists and said, "Yes, my lord!"

Qin Ze's gaze swept over Dian Wei, who understood and silently strode out.

The sky was dark and gloomy, and a chilling wind blew across the ground.

Two groups of people rushed in from both directions, their swords and spears like a forest, soaring straight into the sky!

Seeing the enemy general rushing towards him, Wu Kui could no longer suppress the anger that had been building up in his heart for so long; his body was already burning up!

Having come here, how can we face those who have died if we don't kill the enemy to our hearts' content!

"Die!" With a furious roar, Wu Kui spurred his horse and charged into the crowd.

Those who engaged him in battle were Zhang Liao and Zhang Yi, as well as Wang Ping, who had just returned.

Behind him, Xu Chu galloped up on horseback, while Dian Wei lagged behind, shouting anxiously:

"Wait for me! I'm going to kill them!"

Soon, Gu Hong had carried Wu Kui to the front!

Zhang Liao's face was ashen, and he gripped a crescent halberd tightly in his hand. He had already fought against the barbarian general, who, although not his match, was certainly no pushover.

When he finally fought that person, that person used a reckless fighting style, trying to take him down with him. Fortunately, he was prepared. If he had underestimated that person, he might have been stabbed.

The barbarian king Wu Kui, who was riding in front of them, clearly had a much stronger aura than ordinary people!

Therefore, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

Zhang Yi and Wang Ping, standing to the side, were in the same situation, gripping their weapons tightly and fully prepared.

In the blink of an eye, the swift black horse had already leaped to the front of everyone, and then, a spear full of anger struck fiercely!

The shot came too fast and too fiercely, and it was the first thing to hit Wang Ping!

Although he was prepared, Wang Ping did not expect Wu Kui to make such a quick move. He immediately swung his spear to meet the attack!

With a "bang".

The two spears clashed heavily together, like needles against wheat awns!

"Clang!"

A buzzing sound came from Wang Ping's spear. His expression changed drastically. He felt a tingling sensation in his hand and his body leaned back, almost falling!

At the same time, Wu Kui had already thrust out his second spear!

The spear shot out like a dragon; in the instant a whooshing sound rang out, a cold glint appeared.

At the critical moment, a long spear swung out from the side and landed heavily on the shaft of the Tiger-Subduing Gold-Inlaid Spear.

The one who came to the rescue was none other than Zhang Yi.

However, the Tiger-Subduing Golden Spear suddenly changed its move, transforming from a thrust into a parry, and changed direction to shoot at Zhang Yi's spear.

Zhang Yi felt an overwhelming force surge towards him. He gripped his gun with both hands and barely managed to steady himself, but his arms still felt a sharp pain.

A loud shout came from the side: "Come, I'll be your opponent!" Zhang Liao came over, holding a crescent halberd.

Upon seeing him arrive, Wu Kui roared, "Come here!"

As the voice fell, the lone goose had already galloped off on its horse. Wu Kui's face flushed red, and he suddenly thrust his spear at Zhang Liao!

Zhang Liao's expression remained unchanged, and he thrust out his halberd in response.

With a "bang", a burst of sparks shot out from the weapon!

Zhang Liao felt a sudden tightening in his palm, causing his arm to tremble slightly. "This guy, he has incredible strength!"

In the next instant, Wu Kui swung his spear again!

This shot was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and the fierce wind was like a sharp blade in the cold wind, coming with great force!

Zhang Liao gritted his teeth and swung his halberd...