Li Cunxiao only needed less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to fight his way through the tens of thousands of soldiers.
The ground was littered with the corpses of these Indians.
These Indians surged forward like a tide once more, brandishing their weapons. However, their weapons were like clubs that couldn't withstand being broken in front of Li Cunxiao.
Screams echoed across the scene, and Indian corpses and wounded soldiers were everywhere. Just then, the Indians suddenly realized that their King Ashoka had disappeared.
Some Indians only then realized what was happening.
"Where is our king? Isn't our king charging into battle with us?"
"Why can't we see our king all of a sudden? Where did our king go at this time?"
"Has our king died in battle? Otherwise, we should be able to see him. Our king always charged ahead of us in every battle."
Not to mention, the three people genuinely believed that their Ashoka had already died in battle at this time; otherwise, their Ashoka would never have abandoned them.
Many people looked around, trying to find their king. However, after searching for a long time, they still couldn't find where their king, Ashoka, had gone at this moment.
Li Cunxiao didn't stand on ceremony with these Indians. He once again charged through the crowd.
There were only about 10,000 to 20,000 Indians left at the scene.
It was only then that they were surprised to discover that they had naively believed they could defeat Li Cunxiao and the opposing army, but the reality was quite different. They couldn't even defeat Li Cunxiao alone.
At that moment, some of the Indians had already run away.
In an instant, the army collapsed like a house of cards. As soon as one Indian ran away, the others followed suit.
These Indians, seeing this, all ran away.
"Get out of here quickly, we are no match for them."
"I never expected that we would be no match for them when they only sent one person. We simply cannot defeat them."
"If the enemy's main force arrives, we won't be able to escape at all. Now we only have one thing to do, which is to get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise we will surely be wiped out."
Only ten or twenty thousand men remained, and they quickly retreated. Li Cunxiao gave them no chance; once again, he charged into the crowd from the flank.
"You bastards, you've given me diarrhea for over ten days! This time, I'll make sure you all die a horrible death!" Li Cunxiao wasn't going to be polite to these corrupt officials. The more they acted like this, the better he had to teach them a lesson. He would beat them until they were utterly defeated and fled in a sorry state.
"Now I'm going to wipe you all out, leaving not a single one of you alive. You bastards, you think you can run away? I'll show you what despair is."
Li Cunxiao continuously swung his weapon at these people, and the Yuwang Spear in his hand was said to be impenetrable.
Wherever the weapons passed, these Indians were killed on the spot.
The passengers on the dozens of trains behind were stunned and speechless when they saw it.
They all knew Li Cunxiao's abilities, but they never expected that Li Cunxiao could single-handedly defeat these Indians and send them fleeing in disarray.
"They've really seen something amazing. These Indians are so easily defeated by General Li. General Li alone has killed as many people as we have."
"Indeed, these Indians are both wicked and incompetent. I never expected them to be so vulnerable. Since they are so vulnerable, there's nothing more to say about them."
"Ask General Li if he needs our help. If we help, we'll definitely be able to kill all these bastards."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, and the train sped forward again, its long whistle blaring.
The crowd rushed to Li Cunxiao, who was already mounted on his warhorse. Looking at the horrific scene before him, a smile played on his lips.
"General Li is truly wise and mighty. We were planning to come and help, but you've already wiped them all out?"
Li Cunxiao nodded. No one was needed to help him at all. He had killed over 100,000 Indians that night.
"Just as the lord said, these Indians are utterly vulnerable. They are truly wicked, stupid, and incompetent."
"Alright, you guys jump down and check if there are any living Indians left. Also, our lord once said that these Indians believe in some religion, and they have a lot of gold on them. We can't let these people get away with it. Check these bodies again, and make sure all the Indians are dead."
"In addition, remove all the gold and silver jewelry they were wearing. Since they are dead, there is no need to keep their gold and silver jewelry."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.
They all saw these things too, the gold that the Indian was wearing.
Everyone jumped out of the car.
"Open your eyes wider, everyone."
"Don't let any of them go. Kill them all again. Take a good look at all the gold they're wearing. They even have a lot of gold teeth in their mouths."
"Remember, you must check carefully and absolutely cannot let anyone slip through your fingers."
The crowd immediately dispersed, putting away their muskets and wielding their sabers.
The swords these people were carrying were 1.8 meters long, and some were even over 2 meters long.
These war sabers were incredibly sharp, gleaming in the sunlight.
The men swung their sabers, one after another, at the Indians.
Whether these Indians were injured or dead, their heads were all chopped off.
Cleaning up the battlefield is not just about killing all the Indians who are still alive.
The most important thing in cleaning up the battlefield is to thoroughly check everything these Indians are carrying.
The cleanup of the battlefield lasted a full day before it was completely finished. Of the 200,000 troops that Ashoka brought, not a single one survived; they were all beheaded.
"Gather all their heads together and pile them up in one place. Let these kids know that if they offend us, they'll only have one way out: death. Otherwise, who knows what kind of outrageous and shameless things these people might do?"
"That's right. There's nothing to say when dealing with these good-for-nothings. We should just beat them to a pulp. We shouldn't give these bastards any respect."
In less than a day, the group had piled all 200,000 heads together.
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