Han Shizhong's voice was like the roar of a tiger! It shook the surrounding mountains and forests!
Before the fleeing Xiongnu soldiers could even see who it was, Han Shizhong had already charged into the gates of Fuling City alone!
Han Shizhong was the foremost swordsman of the Southern Song Dynasty! His golden-backed mountain-chopping sword weighed over a hundred pounds!
With a single strike, both men and horses were shattered in its wake!
Han Shizhong's sudden appearance clearly stunned all the defeated Xiongnu soldiers!
These Han Chinese are so elusive! When will this ever end?!
However, what truly devastated these routed Xiongnu soldiers was yet to come!
The remaining Xiongnu centurion gathered dozens of his personal guards, wielding scimitars, and charged towards Han Shizhong!
Although Han Shizhong was alone at this moment, he was not afraid at all. He swung his golden-backed mountain-chopping knife and roared.
"Good timing!"
The golden-backed chopping knife traced a beautiful arc in mid-air and crashed down heavily towards the Xiongnu centurion.
In an instant! The twin blades clashed! A dazzling burst of light erupted against the night sky!
The fleeing Xiongnu soldiers heard a crisp cracking sound!
The curved sword in the hand of the Xiongnu centurion was cleaved in two by the golden-backed chopping knife!
Han Shizhong roared and pressed down with both arms!
Under the dual convergence of speed and power!
The Xiongnu centurion was cut in half!
The broken knife plunged deep into the soil!
Blood spurted out! The body, split in two, fell heavily to the ground!
One strike, instant kill! Clean and swift!
At this moment, these defeated Xiongnu soldiers once again recalled the fear of being dominated by Mu Zi'an!
Fear spread like a plague, and the defeated Xiongnu soldiers, having lost all will to resist, all hurriedly fled into Fuling City.
The routed Xiongnu soldiers on the city wall immediately roared.
"Close the city gates! Close the city gates immediately! We absolutely cannot let them in!"
At this moment, the defeated Xiongnu soldiers inside the city no longer cared about the lives of those outside the city.
What could be more important than saving your own life right now?
With a creaking sound, the old and weathered gate of Fuling City began to slowly close!
Han Shizhong, who was charging into battle, roared in anger upon seeing this.
"Die!"
Immediately, he spurred his horse and leaped!
He swung his golden-backed chopping knife straight down from above.
A flash of light! A Xiongnu soldier who was pushing open the city gate was cleaved in two.
Blood splattered all over the ground, and the surrounding Xiongnu were horrified at the sight!
They immediately put in even more effort to close the gates of Fuling City!
The last crack in the city gate was about to disappear!
Suddenly, a deep, muffled drumbeat came from the distant mountains and forests!
Thump! Thump-thump! Thump-thump-thump!
The moonlight filtering through the mountains and forests!
Liang Hongyu held a drumstick and struck the drumhead again and again!
As the hammer blows increased in force, the drumbeats became increasingly dense!
Han Shizhong laughed heartily on horseback, as if he had been given an adrenaline shot, and leaped off the horse!
Then he rushed to the city gate in two strides!
Just as the city gates of Fuling were about to close, Han Shizhong pressed his hands firmly against the sides of the gates!
Immediately! Han Shizhong exerted force with both arms!
The armor on their bodies clashed together with a crisp sound!
The defeated Xiongnu soldiers inside the gate, who had just been about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly felt the city gate begin to shake violently!
The city gate, which was about to be closed, was slowly pushed open by Han Shizhong alone!
The fleeing soldiers felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this!
"Block it! Block it now!"
In an instant, all the Xiongnu people inside the gate rushed forward and tried their best to hold the city gate open!
However, the drumbeats that Liang Hongyu was forcefully striking outside the city gate became more and more intense!
The power emanating from Han Shizhong's body also became increasingly stronger.
At this moment, the originally flat ground beneath Han Shizhong's feet began to crack!
Han Shizhong suddenly took a step forward! The drumbeat became heavier! He took another step forward, and the drumbeat became even heavier!
The sound was like a sudden rain shower! The tone was like a resounding bell!
The Xiongnu people blocking the city gate were in utter despair!
What kind of monsters are these Han Chinese?
It's already quite outrageous that Zhao Yun could move freely among thousands of troops!
Now comes another Han Shizhong who can push the city gate open with both palms!
In addition, there was Mu Zi'an, who charged into the enemy lines alone with his horse against four thousand cavalry!
Is this even from the same dimension?
You should know that Han Shizhong is a man who can draw a 300-pound iron bow and shoot arrows while riding on horseback!
A mere few defeated soldiers! How could they possibly withstand them?
With a roar of drums, Han Shizhong pushed hard with both arms!
A screeching sound came from the city gate of Fuling!
The defeated Xiongnu soldiers who were blocking the doorway were suddenly pushed to the ground by a tremendous force.
The city gates opened! Moonlight streamed in!
The defeated Xiongnu soldiers lying on the ground saw a burly man with a ferocious face smiling at them.
But that smile is unsettling no matter how you look at it!
They were like evil spirits from the underworld, inspiring fear in those who beheld them.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The sound of horses' hooves rang out!
Two thousand Beiwei soldiers charged directly into Fuling City with overwhelming force!
The Beiwei Army is a hybrid force, possessing both cavalry and infantry attributes. Like the Thousand Nights Uncollected Army established by Mu Zian, they are both special forces from the era of cold weapons.
In terms of combat power, it can be called the pinnacle of the era of cold weapons!
As the Beiwei Army entered the city, another brutal massacre began!
This time, however, the targets of the massacre were the Huns!
Han Shizhong, wielding a golden-backed mountain-chopping knife, charged into the fray like a fierce tiger!
These Xiongnu people, who had barely escaped from Mu Zian's clutches, were like escaping from one wolf's den only to fall into another!
The once gloomy city of Fuling has become lively again!
However, this craze was built on the blood of the Huns.
The Xiongnu in the city were all frightened; they desperately wanted to escape but had no chance.
The first thing Han Shizhong did after entering the city was to divide his troops and block all the exits of Fuling City.
The goal was to ensure that not a single Xiongnu person could escape.
Tonight, they must pay for their crimes in blood!
Holding a golden-backed cleaver, Han Shizhong strolled through Fuling City. When he arrived at the garrison commander's residence...
Han Shizhong looked up and saw Di Hu's corpse, which had been hacked to pieces and was no longer recognizable, hanging high on the roof beam.
The autumn wind blew, and the corpse swayed like dried meat.
Han Shizhong sighed and gripped the knife in his hand even tighter.
Han Shizhong's rage engulfed the entire city of Fuling, and he ordered that no one be left alive!
Inside Wuwei City, a series of urgent knocks on the door startled Mu Zian awake.
Opening the door, Jia Xu spoke with a solemn expression.
"Reporting to the young master, a scout has just reported that there has been a disturbance in Fuling City!"
"An army of unknown origin is attacking Fuling City."
Mu Zian frowned upon hearing this, though he didn't know what had happened in Fuling City.
However, Mu Zian made a decisive decision and immediately led the Night Scouts to Fuling City.
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