So Lin Han did not plan to use wits, but chose the most direct approach.
From here, head towards the Quanrong people’s base camp.
He wanted to try and fight against ten thousand troops alone.
All conspiracies and tricks are nothing but decorations in the face of absolute strength.
He is now a god-level warrior with both martial arts and intelligence, and is definitely the strongest among the players. If he cannot defeat the Quanrong people with force, it will be even more impossible for other players. Only then can they consider defeating them with wisdom.
The Pojun Spear appeared in his hand, flashing with cold light and filled with murderous aura.
He jumped down from the city gate and landed on the battlefield.
When the Quanrong soldiers saw Lin Han, they rushed towards him with red eyes, shouting and rushing towards him with spears, fearless of death.
Poof!
With a raise of his hand, Lin Han chopped down the charging Quanrong soldier.
The second... the third... the tenth...
After the fight started, all the Quanrong soldiers became blood-thirsty and rushed towards Lin Han frantically.
In just one stick of incense, Lin Han was covered in blood, and behind him, hundreds of Quanrong corpses were lying in a mess.
The Quanrong people are attacking the city.
Lin Han looked at the city wall of Haojing, holding a spear, and killed his way forward.
A moment later, Lin Han stood in front of the gate of Haojing, facing the densely packed Quanrong people rushing towards him.
Thousands of troops dare not advance.
One man can hold the pass against ten thousand men.
Lin Han stood at the city gate, like a living devil. At his feet, corpses piled up into a hill, and blood gathered into a stream on his armor, trickling down. His momentum grew stronger as the battle went on.
One man fought for half an hour in front of the battlefield, and behind him, facing more than a thousand corpses, the Quanrong people who were close to him were almost scared to death.
At this time, Lin Han was surrounded by the Quanrong soldiers. He was the only one left on the battlefield, fighting alone against thousands of troops.
The Quanrong King was not far away.
Lin Han killed a Quanrong general and looked up at the big man in the center of the Quanrong army. He was holding a huge mace and stood out from the crowd like a little giant.
The appearance of the little giant made the surrounding Quanrong people very excited. They muttered to themselves with a look of awe.
Without a doubt, that was the Quanrong King.
The real owner finally showed up.
Lin Han grinned.
As long as the Quanrong King is killed, the "first pass" will be successful.
"System prompt: Haojing was destroyed, Quanrong soldiers invaded Mount Li, King You of Zhou was killed, and the challenge failed."
“???”
“#￥%\u0026*”
Lin Han burst into classic Chinese curses, and then he felt a flash before his eyes and was sent out of the copy space.
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