Wang Wei's forearm was severed by the Broken Formation Halberd, with bare white bone protruding from the elbow joint, and the sight of broken flesh was chilling.
"Ah! My hand!"
Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, Wang Wei couldn't help but scream in agony, rolling onto the ground and collapsing to the side.
Qin Ze snorted coldly, pulled on the reins, and his warhorse leaped high into the air before stomping down on Wang Wei's chest.
Seeing the horse's hooves approaching, Wang Wei's face showed fear. He hurriedly rolled to the side, trying to avoid the attack, but Qin Ze would not give him that chance.
Qin Ze narrowed his eyes and suddenly thrust the Breaking Formation Halberd in the direction Qin Ze had rolled away from.
With his escape route blocked, Wang Wei could no longer avoid the horse's hooves and could only curl up in panic.
With a "bang".
The horse's hooves pounded heavily on Wang Wei's body. Wang Wei groaned, his sternum collapsed, and his internal organs were compressed, causing him to involuntarily spit out a mouthful of blood.
Qin Ze gave him no chance to catch his breath. He gripped the horse's flanks tightly, gripped the Breaking Formation Halberd, and swung it fiercely in an arc towards Wang Wei, who was lying on the ground.
The next instant, the halberd struck Wang Wei squarely.
With a "rip," Wang Wei's clothes were torn, his skin and flesh were ripped open, his bones were broken, and blood gushed out.
This single halberd sliced Wang Wei's robust body in two, his burning internal organs spilling from his chest cavity and splattering all over the ground...
Wang Wei died on the spot without even letting out a scream.
This scene chilled Wang Shuang, the deputy leader who was rushing to support his nephew, to the bone. His hand holding the gun trembled slightly. He looked at Qin Ze, whose face was cold and icy, with utter horror in his heart.
The nephew Wang Wei was a skilled martial artist, yet he was killed on the spot after only a few moves against the young Prince of Zhenbei. How could this not fill people with fear?
He had originally thought that he could see if he could cooperate well with his nephew. If they could capture the Prince of Zhenbei alive, they might be able to use him as a hostage and find a way to escape.
But it seems that, in addition to having cavalry guards around him, the Prince of Zhenbei is also quite skilled in martial arts.
Just then, Wang Shuang looked up and saw Qin Ze's cold gaze directed at him. His heart skipped a beat; that gaze was like that of a wolf hunting in the jungle, and cold sweat instantly poured down Wang Shuang's forehead.
Wang Shuang dared not linger and hurriedly retreated.
A loud shout suddenly came from the left.
"Hey! Take this!"
The sound was like a thunderclap from a clear sky. Wang Shuang was already panicked, and upon hearing this sound, he was so frightened that he trembled all over.
In his panic, Wang Shuang even forgot that he was still holding a long spear, and only cared about dodging to the right.
"Bang!"
The next instant, one of his men, who was standing right next to him, didn't even have time to let out a scream before his head was smashed open by an iron halberd!
The shattered skull was covered in red and white matter, demonstrating just how powerful the halberd strike was!
The one who brought down the iron halberd was none other than Dian Wei, the "Ancient Evil One"!
When Dian Wei saw that these bandits dared to plot against Qin Ze, he was furious and became even more ruthless, putting all his strength into this halberd strike!
Seeing Wang Shuang dodge to the side with his spear, Dian Wei roared and leaped off his horse, raising two iron halberds to meet Wang Shuang's attack.
Wang Shuang had never seen a fierce man like Dian Wei before. Upon seeing his menacing face, he was immediately intimidated and, in a panic, hastily swung his spear at the iron halberd.
"Bang!"
The halberd clashed with the spear in an instant, but Dian Wei's strength was far beyond what Wang Shuang could match. The halberd, weighing dozens of kilograms, struck the spear tip, sending sparks flying, and the spearhead was broken off!
Wang Shuang's hand, gripping the spear, was so shaken that his thumb and forefinger went numb, and he could barely hold onto the handle.
Dian Wei's eyes widened, and he stepped forward with his right foot, closing the distance between himself and Wang Shuang. Then, he swung his halberd with his left hand, striking Wang Shuang's left side.
Wang Shuang had no time to dodge and took the full force of the halberd strike.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood immediately spurted from Wang Shuang's mouth. The halberd had broken his left ribs, and the broken bone had pierced his internal organs. Wang Shuang felt that even breathing was extremely difficult.
"die!"
With a roar, Dian Wei lunged forward, swinging his double halberds fiercely at Wang Shuang.
Wang Shuang was in excruciating pain and had no strength left to resist. In just a few breaths, he was struck by several halberds, resulting in broken bones, severe injuries, and flying flesh and blood.
Dian Wei got carried away with the fight, raising his iron halberd high and bringing it down again and again. Even though Wang Shuang was already on the ground and couldn't get up, he still beat him mercilessly!
Wang Shuang's 1.8-meter-tall, burly body was beaten until flesh and blood flew everywhere, splattering blood all over Dian Wei's body.
This horrifying scene caught the eyes of the bandits who were fighting with the soldiers. They were all horrified, and their faces were filled with fear.
In fact, not to mention the bandits, even Zhao Yuan's cavalry were filled with fear as they watched Dian Wei's halberd fall one after another.
They had only one thought in their minds: thankfully, this burly man was one of their own. If they were enemies, who would dare to fight him?
Looking at the Crimson Flame Army cavalry again, the light cavalrymen were also shocked. Even among cavalry, there was a difference.
After this comparison, it was clear that the opposing black-armored cavalry was significantly stronger than their own.
With the deaths of their deputy leaders Wang Shuang and Wang Wei, the bandits had no strength left to fight back. Now, they no longer thought about fighting, but instead tried their best to escape the battlefield.
But this was nothing short of wishful thinking. The Crimson Flame Army had stretched the encirclement far and wide, and was beginning to shrink the battlefield little by little. Not a single bandit could escape!
Facing the bandits who were beginning to collapse, Qin Ze shouted:
"Zhao Yuan! Withdraw your troops!"
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