"Kill..." Seeing that the arrows had no effect, Wang Han was about to rush forward when the leading general shouted the order to his soldiers.
"Kill..." Upon receiving the order, the soldiers swarmed towards Wang Han, crowding the road and making it impossible to pass.
"Don't blame me, blame our different goals, blame your lord for courting death, and blame the fact that the weapon you're using today isn't a blunt weapon." Wang Han looked at the charging soldiers, silently apologizing, and then slashed horizontally at the charging soldiers with his Dragon-Slaying Greatsword.
"Pfft pfft pfft..." With a single stroke of Wang Han's blade, more than a dozen soldiers in the two rows at the front were cut in half at the waist, their armor and weapons also cleaved in two.
Wang Han stepped forward, swung his Dragon-Slaying Greatsword again, and cut down more than a dozen soldiers.
Wang Han advanced step by step, and Qiao Mao's soldiers were cut down in rows like straws. Wherever he went, there was not a single intact corpse. They could not stop Wang Han at all. Those who were not within Wang Han's attack range escaped by passing by the edges on both sides. Those who were lucky enough to survive looked at Wang Han who was killing them and at the bodies that were being cut down, and dared not take another step forward.
"Charge! Charge!" The generals on horseback watched as Wang Han became so terrifying. The soldiers who charged forward fell like straws, unable to stop him even a step. In a short time, two or three hundred soldiers had already died. Wang Han was almost upon them, no more than ten paces away. They were terrified, feeling a chill run down their spines and their bodies grow icy cold. They retreated hastily while anxiously shouting for their soldiers to charge forward.
"My God..." The spies of the various lords, hiding nearby, looked at the corpses strewn along the path Wang Han had walked, at the road piled high with severed limbs, their stomachs churning. They watched as Wang Han, who had killed two or three hundred people in just a dozen words, seemed like a demon god descended to earth. They finally understood why the Marquis of Dingshan was called the most powerful general in the world; no one could rival him.
Seeing the general shouting orders from his horse, Wang Han swung his Dragon-Slaying Greatsword, slashing horizontally and diagonally, easily taking the lives of more than ten soldiers with each swing. Within ten paces, more than two hundred soldiers had fallen to his blade, and he caught up with the retreating general. After cutting through the surrounding soldiers with his Dragon-Slaying Greatsword, Wang Han brought it down from the sky with a single stroke aimed at the general.
Seeing Wang Han slash down, Qiao Mao's leading general was terrified and hurriedly raised his weapon to block.
"Pfft..." The next moment, the Dragon-Slaying Greatsword cleaved the general's weapon in two, along with the general and his horse.
"Stop him quickly!" Seeing how powerful Wang Han was, the remaining generals panicked completely. While shouting for their soldiers to rush forward, they all tried to turn their horses around and run away, filled with regret.
Seeing this, Wang Han once again swung his Dragon-Slaying Greatsword, killing the charging soldier with a single blow. He then shouted at the soldiers, "Your general has fled; do you still wish to die?"
Upon hearing this, the soldiers hesitated for a moment when they saw that their generals were indeed fleeing. Then, seeing the tragic scene behind Wang Han, they all retreated or went around to the sides, not daring to approach Wang Han any further.
The soldiers in front blocked their view, preventing them from seeing the horrific scene before them. In addition, the soldiers behind were pouring in, leaving no time to stop. Wang Han's killing speed was also fast, so by the time they saw it, they had already followed in his footsteps.
"Do you think you can escape?" Wang Han looked at Qiao Mao's fleeing general, stuck his Dragon-Slaying Greatsword into the ground, took the powerful bow and iron arrows from his back, leaped onto the hilt of the sword, and drew the bow.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." With accelerated downward movement, Wang Han fired six arrows in a single second.
"Pfft pfft pfft..." Six sharp arrows transformed into six swift black shadows, instantly catching up with the fleeing generals and piercing their skulls.
"The generals are all dead! The generals are all dead!" The remaining soldiers cried out as they watched Qiao Mao's generals fall from their horses one by one.
After killing the general who commanded these soldiers, Wang Han looked at the remaining soldiers and shouted, "Are you still going to die and stop me?"
Upon hearing Wang Han's shout, the soldiers did not hesitate and dropped their weapons. Seeing that their generals were dead and without command, the soldiers behind them also collapsed.
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"My lord, disaster has struck! My lord, disaster has struck!" a soldier cried out, stumbling into Qiao Mao's tent, who was waiting for news. He said to Qiao Mao, "My lord, disaster has struck! Gentlemen, the generals led three thousand soldiers to intercept and kill Marquis Dingshan, but who knew that in such a short time they were all routed by Marquis Dingshan? All the generals are dead, and now Marquis Dingshan has already stormed into the camp."
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