(P.S.: If you don't know anything about the Xiongnu, you can search it on Baidu.)
After their looting, the Xiongnu did not gallop away on horseback. Instead, they swaggered off towards their settlement, laughing and exchanging merriment as they carried their spoils. It was precisely because of this that Wang Han, riding a white rhinoceros, was able to catch up with them.
"What's that?" Several Xiongnu noticed Wang Han chasing after them from behind, especially since Wang Han was carrying a strange three-bladed scythe and riding a majestic white rhinoceros. They couldn't help but stare at him.
Then, the Xiongnu exchanged glances, handed over the spoils to the others, and quickly rode their horses toward Wang Han, clearly intending to plunder him.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Several Xiongnu soldiers who rushed towards Wang Han were the first to draw their bows and shoot several arrows at Wang Han. However, they obviously did not want to accidentally hurt me and the white rhinoceros under my seat, so they shot the arrows at Wang Han when they were very close.
Seeing the arrows coming at him, Wang Han spun and swung his sickle, easily deflecting them without slowing down. As he passed by them, he easily cut them down like grass, and continued charging towards the main force of the Xiongnu.
When the Xiongnu saw that Wang Han had killed several of their companions in a single encounter, they became cautious and began to draw their bows and aim their arrows at him.
"kill……"
Seeing this, Wang Han gathered his inner energy and let out a loud shout filled with terrifying killing intent.
An invisible, terrifying killing intent brought with it a powerful, icy wind and a thick aura of malevolence, rushing straight towards the Xiongnu and their horses. Even in June, it felt as cold as the dead of winter.
Upon hearing Wang Han's loud shout, the Xiongnu felt a chill run through their bodies, their hands and feet trembled, and their hearts were filled with fear. Even their strength diminished considerably, and most of their horses reared up in alarm. Many Xiongnu fell off their horses, and the Xiongnu formation instantly fell into chaos. The arrows aimed at Wang Han almost all went astray. Only a few with strong mental fortitude were able to manage to fire arrows at Wang Han, but they were weak and powerless. Wang Han simply waved his sickle lightly and deflected them all.
"Puff puff puff..."
Wang Han rode a white rhinoceros and charged into the Xiongnu crowd. He gripped the end of the sickle handle with one hand. The three-bladed sickle in his hand, plus the length of his arm, had a radius of three meters. If it grazed someone, they would die; if it cut them, they would be dismembered. Except for the women who had been captured and bound by the Xiongnu, no one could survive.
The Xiongnu were already terrified by Wang Han's murderous aura. They were then caught in Wang Han's killing formation and killed more than two hundred people in a short time. Their formation could not be organized at all, and they could not even put up a decent resistance.
"His white-armored divine rhinoceros is unmatched; his troops are invincible. It's over... it's... Marquis Dingshan." A Xiongnu soldier, watching Wang Han charge into their ranks as if entering an empty field, wielding a huge, bizarre scythe, killing with the ease of mowing grass, turned deathly pale. A foul-smelling yellow fluid oozed from between his legs. He recognized Wang Han; Wang Han's reputation was renowned even among the Xiongnu, a terrifying figure capable of single-handedly conquering a city and beheading five or six thousand in a single battle.
Not only him, but as Wang Han slaughtered more and more Xiongnu, more and more people recognized him.
"Giddy up..." Seeing Wang Han becoming more and more ferocious in battle, and his companions dying in increasing numbers, with no one able to stop him, this Xiongnu man grew increasingly terrified and actually spurred his horse to flee the area.
Fear spread. Seeing Wang Han's bravery and hearing that he was slaughtering their compatriots, no one wanted to die like this. Seeing some people fleeing, more and more Xiongnu began to flee on horseback, and in the end, they all fled for their lives.
"Can they escape?" Watching the Xiongnu flee northwest on horseback, Wang Han flicked his sickle to wipe away the blood, dismounted from the white rhinoceros, casually cut the ropes binding several women on the ground, and ordered, "Untie all the women around here. I'm going to chase after the Xiongnu."
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" The woman, tears streaming down her face, quickly kowtowed to Wang Han in gratitude. When they looked up, Wang Han was already chasing after the fleeing Xiongnu, wielding a three-bladed scythe, with the white rhinoceros close behind.
Even at five times the normal speed, not at maximum speed, Wang Han reached 100 kilometers per hour, twice as fast as an ordinary horse. He quickly caught up with the fleeing Xiongnu, and with his sickle, he began to slash, hook, and chop, directly reaping the lives of the Xiongnu from behind.
Wang Han, relying solely on his two feet, closely followed the fleeing Xiongnu, running in a zigzag pattern. He wasn't trying to dodge arrows, but rather to slaughter all the Xiongnu soldiers behind him, leaving no one behind, even their horses were cut down along with them.
Seeing Wang Han relentlessly pursuing them, none of the Xiongnu soldiers who fell behind were able to escape, and none were spared. The Xiongnu soldiers were filled with even greater fear, desperately urging their horses on. Many Xiongnu soldiers threw off the women on their horses' backs, the severed heads and spoils hanging from the sides of their horses to lighten the load and allow the horses to run faster. Some, driven by the pursuit, even abandoned their weapons and armor.
As more and more women and spoils were thrown from their horses, although a few were trampled by the horses, they were eventually rescued.
Having achieved his first objective, Wang Han's speed increased tenfold. This was the first time Wang Han had displayed ten times his normal speed in front of people. At 200 kilometers per hour, nearly four times the speed of a horse, Wang Han left a phantom trail. He swung his scythe even faster, killing both the man and the horse (to prevent the horse from continuing to run and trampling the people who had been thrown off).
"Pfft..."
When the last Xiongnu soldier was desperately cut in half by Wang Han, Wang Han looked back and saw that the only path left after the pursuit was a zigzag trail of corpses, the ground stained red with blood. There was a Xiongnu soldier's body almost every one or two meters. These more than a thousand Xiongnu soldiers had only fled for two kilometers, and in just five minutes, they were all killed by Wang Han.
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