On the small hillside, the situation of Tantai Qiuyue, Zhuge Yun, Sun Liren, Xiao Yan, and others was deteriorating rapidly at a worrying pace, becoming increasingly critical.

Every passing second felt like countless sharp blades cutting into everyone's hearts; the shadow of death hung heavily over this small hillside like a thick, dark cloud.

In less than a short while, several more brave and fearless warriors of the Demon Suppression Division fell helplessly to the ground under the frenzied attacks of the demonic beasts.

Their once resolute bodies now lay limp and broken on the ground, like withered branches and leaves ravaged by a storm.

Blood gushed from their wounds, staining the ground beneath them red. The glaring red was like a bewitching flower blooming on the edge of death.

Meanwhile, the wounds of those soldiers who were still struggling to hold on were getting worse.

Each wound was like an open maw of a demon, constantly devouring their strength and vitality.

Their faces turned ashen, and large beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads, mingling with the blood seeping from their wounds, sliding down their cheeks and dripping onto their dusty, blood-stained armor.

"That bastard Marquis of Champion, at this critical juncture, he still hasn't come to our aid. I think he's doing this on purpose!"

Zhuge Yun finally couldn't hold back and started cursing loudly.

Normally, because of the Champion Marquis's lofty status and unparalleled prestige, even if the people of the Demon Suppression Division had many grievances and complaints about the Champion Marquis, they could only suppress their anger, daring not to speak out, and burying all their dissatisfaction deep in their hearts.

But now, at this critical juncture of life and death, watching his brothers fall one after another, Zhuge Yun could no longer suppress his anger, which erupted like a volcano.

"Commander, you made the right decision not to accept that Champion Marquis's advances! That guy is a complete and utter scoundrel. How could such a despicable person become the Champion Marquis? I'm the first to object!"

Xiao Yan also joined in the cursing with a face full of resentment. At this moment, he was also in a sorry state, covered in blood and grime, his once neat hair now a tangled mess, torn apart by the beast's claws.

They were all covered in blood, their armor almost completely shattered by the frenzied attacks of the demonic beasts, with only a few fragments clinging precariously to their bodies.

They knew in their hearts that they wouldn't last much longer, and death was drawing ever closer.

"This time, the demonic beasts came with overwhelming force, their power far too great, causing everyone to perish here. It's all my fault. Brothers, you've followed me for years, fighting side by side, risking your lives together, yet I couldn't lead you all to safety. I have no way to repay you. I only hope that in the next life, we can fight side by side again, protecting this land!"

Tantai Qiuyue let out a long howl, her voice filled with sorrow and determination.

She had already made her final plan, preparing to expend her vital essence and do everything in her power to kill another batch of demonic beasts.

Anyway, she knew in her heart that she was probably going to die today, so she might as well die a glorious death.

"What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying!"

Upon hearing Tantai Qiuyue's words, the members of the Demon Suppression Division all roared in unison.

Their voices, as loud as bells, echoed through the valley, carrying for two or three miles. Their mournful cries seemed to break through the darkness and soar into the sky.

Meanwhile, Li Hong, the champion, who was a mile away, naturally heard the deafening sound.

A slight, sly smile played on his lips as he whispered to the towering, imposing man beside him, "Captain You, the time is right. We can make our move."

"All troops, attack!"

Upon hearing this, the towering captain of the patrol team flashed a sharp light in his eyes, suddenly drew out a gleaming longsword, raised it high, and then swung it forward with force.

His movements were swift and decisive, as if carrying an unstoppable momentum.

Champion Marquis Li Hong took the lead, squeezing his horse's flanks with both legs, and his warhorse let out a long neigh, shooting out of the narrow canyon like an arrow released from a bow.

The hundred-man heavy cavalry behind him, led by Champion Marquis Li Hong and Captain You, charged straight at the hill where Tantai Qiuyue and the others were with overwhelming momentum.

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves rolled in, raising a cloud of dust that blotted out the sky.

...

But just as Tantai Qiuyue was trapped in a desperate situation, thinking that she had reached a critical moment of life and death, a sharp sword light suddenly flashed across the once tranquil hillside, like a lightning bolt that ripped through the darkness, instantly tearing apart the oppressive atmosphere.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and imposing man, riding a flying sword, arrived on the wind.

He wore a plain-colored long robe that fluttered in the wind, making him look like a banished immortal descending to earth.

The man was still in mid-air, before he even landed, when a gleaming longsword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The sword gleamed with a cold, eerie light, as if it contained boundless killing intent and power.

Then, with a slight flick of his wrist, an incomparably sharp sword aura, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, slashed fiercely downwards.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was cut and emitted a sharp whistling sound.

This man was none other than Fang Han, who was extremely anxious and had come from Yanming City on his sword.

He arrived at just the right time, one step ahead of the champion, Hou Lihong.

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