Wei Shu flipped his hand and took out a bottle of spiritual liquid: this was the only bottle of spiritual liquid he had left.

He can die!

But the prince's prestige cannot be lost!

The soldiers' morale must not be lost!

Wei Shu uncorked the bottle and drank the last bottle of spiritual liquid. He felt a warm, comforting power spreading through his body, and his injuries seemed to be improving slightly.

Taking advantage of his slightly improved condition, Wei Shu gathered his strength, gripped his spear, and leaped directly off the city wall.

"No matter my life or death, the city gates must not be opened without the Prince's order!" Wei Shu's brave and resounding voice rang out, and his spirit of "a brave warrior going forth never to return" inspired every soldier on the city wall.

"Yes, General!" The loud and firm reply echoed throughout the heavens and earth!

Upon hearing the voices of his soldiers, Wei Shu knew that he had achieved his goal.

A flicker of satisfaction crossed his eyes as he pointed the gun at Seba's head.

Once he was off the city wall, there was no turning back.

Then let's fight to the death!

After being tempered by the medicinal liquid, Wei Shu had become a second-level Spirit Gathering cultivator; but Seba was no ordinary general either, but a third-level Spirit Gathering cultivator!

Moreover, Wei Shu was seriously injured and was only holding on with a bottle of spiritual liquid and his indomitable spirit;

But Seba was in his prime!

Saiba easily deflected Wei Shu's all-out shot with his knife.

The remaining force from the blade sent Wei Shu flying.

Wei Shu staggered to the ground, taking five or six steps back before finally regaining her balance.

So strong!

Wei Shu was horrified, a chill running through her heart: Today, she was probably going to die here!

But it's alright.

From the moment he stepped into the military camp, he was prepared to die in battle!

For a soldier, dying on the battlefield wrapped in a horse's hide is the final glory of life, a meaningful death, and the last pride!

Wei Shu did not back down at all!

Turn the spear around!

Like a severely wounded tiger, he launched a final, desperate battle against Seba!

Despite the vast difference in their strength, Wei Shu, with her fearless spirit and unwavering determination to "die even if it means death," utterly terrified Seba.

Seba was shot once in the right shoulder and once in the left leg, neither of which were fatal.

But Wei Shu's fighting style, which is completely reckless as long as he can hurt him, even if it's just a minor scratch, is truly frightening!

That's a madman!

This guy is absolutely insane!

Seba dared not make any more rash moves: Wei Shu clearly intended to perish together with him. If Wei Shu succeeded, he would be unjustly killed!

Wei Shu was covered in deep cuts and blood, holding a long spear, standing upright like a demon god who had just emerged from hell.

He saw through Seba's fear and laughed triumphantly, "Hahaha, didn't you tell me to come down and fight you fair and square? What, are you scared now?"

“You’re so badly injured, you’re not going to make it. Why should I bother with a dead man?” Seba feigned arrogance to hide his guilty conscience.

Wei Shu didn't shy away from the question. Instead, he said with immense pride, "What's there to fear in death? Even if I'm on the verge of death, I can still take your dog's life honorably. Do you believe me?"

Seba: "..."

I really didn't check the date before I went out today!

I've run into a lunatic like you!

If I had known you were already critically injured and on the verge of death, I would never have messed with you!

"Dog, the road to the underworld is dangerous. I'm short of a guide dog. You'll be perfect to go with me!" Wei Shu laughed and attacked Seba with all his might again.