The night was completely dark, with no extra colors to adorn the night sky, only the cold wind for company.
Kaneki Haruka shouted, "Kill! Break through the city gates and seize the royal city!"
Her voice seemed to possess a magical quality; as soon as she finished speaking, the barbarian army's morale soared, and they charged towards the city gate like madmen, completely disregarding the threat of arrows.
And she, Kaneki Haruka, walked out like a victor, stepping over corpses amidst the gaze of the masses.
She held two golden swords in her hands, and anyone who dared to stand in her way was cut down with a single stroke.
Wang Jian watched as Jin Mu Qingjiao appeared calmly on the battlefield, his brows twitching involuntarily. He picked up a spear and went down from the city wall.
Some people must be faced; some enemies must be killed! Only life and death, victory and defeat, can determine the outcome of a war!
Wang Jian arrived at the city gate tower, his spear planted firmly, and declared fearlessly, "Wang Jian of the Wang Family Army is here! Who dares to invade!"
Kaneki Haruka suddenly smiled, her beautiful face showing a hint of amazement.
Wang Jian looked at Jin Mu Qingjiao, took a deep breath, and said, "The battlefield is not a place for a woman like you!"
Kaneki Haruka giggled, "Hehe, there's only one place where men and women are equal among barbarians: the battlefield! So, on this battlefield, even a woman like me can be a hero!"
With that, she swung a knife back and plunged it into the body of a barbarian soldier who was trying to escape. Jinmu Qingjiao coldly declared, "My barbarian army only has souls that die in battle, not ghosts that run away!"
After saying that, he swept his other hand across and chopped off a head!
Upon seeing this, Wang Jian's heart skipped a beat. If this woman were a man, she would surely be a great enemy of the Central Plains!
However, she was too ruthless and her methods were too cruel!
Jinmu Qingjiao looked at Wang Jian and smiled slightly, "You are not Wang Qiankun, you can't stop us!"
Wang Jian frowned slightly. "How do you know we won't win without Qiankun?"
"None of you can withstand my golden blade, none of you can block Daiben's giant axe, and none of you can escape his sword!" Kaneki Haruka said with a squinty smile, "Except for him, but he is not here today!"
Wang Jian was now 100% certain that someone in the military camp had leaked the intelligence, and he couldn't help but feel a little timid as he gripped his spear tightly.
Seeing Wang Jian's hand tremble slightly, Kaneki Haruka couldn't help but smile. "Are you surrendering?"
Wang Jian suddenly recalled Kaneki Haruka's words, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "My Wang family army would rather be fighting spirits than slaves of a conquered nation! Kill—"
Sensing the overwhelming fighting spirit emanating from Wang Jian, Kaneki Haruka was furious, "You don't know what's good for you!"
At this moment, Mo Li narrowed his eyes, his palm glowing red, his purple eyes fixed on the distance, and raised his hand to draw his bow and shoot an arrow in one fluid motion—
Just as Jinmu Qingjiao was about to rush towards Wang Jian, she suddenly felt a powerful energy coming towards her, and her expression changed drastically as she retreated to the side.
Wang Jian was still unaware of what was happening when he saw an arrow, like a fireball, shooting straight down from the sky. Before he could react, the arrow exploded in the barbarian army's territory, instantly killing and wounding countless enemy soldiers!
The sudden appearance of what seemed like heavenly fire greatly diminished the morale of the barbarian army.
Before Kaneki Haruka could even see what was happening, a second "heavenly fire" shot down from the sky, and this arrow exploded right next to Daiben.
"Ahhh—" Daiben's giant axe was blasted into two pieces, and his left arm was also blown to pieces.
"Heavenly fire blesses my Central Plains! Haha!" Wang Jian was overjoyed and immediately raised his spear, shouting, "Soldiers, follow me and drive these barbarian troops out of our territory!"
"kill--"
Seeing the Wang family army's morale surge, Jinmu Qingjiao was suddenly shocked and exclaimed, "How is this possible?!"
They admire martial prowess and strive to improve their health and character, so why is it that even what they pursue is rejected by Heaven?
As Jinmu Qingjiao watched the barbarian soldiers around her fall one by one, she couldn't understand why Heaven was helping these weaklings instead of someone like herself with unwavering faith!
"General Kaneki, Daiben is seriously injured, let's retreat!" Habien came up to her from the crowd and spoke.
Kaneki Haruka gritted her teeth. "No! That person said we wouldn't lose as long as Wang Qiankun wasn't around! Kill! Give him..."
Before the word "kill" could even be uttered, the third, fourth, and fifth heavenly flames, gleaming with dazzling killing intent, exploded across the chaotic battlefield.
A soldier who had been terrified and had fallen to the ground covering his head got up and, seeing the barbarian soldiers he had just fought were all dead, couldn't help but shout excitedly, "Heavenly fire is a blessing for our Central Plains! Don't be afraid, everyone! Kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang's army charged into the battlefield like gods of war, each soldier seemingly fearless!
Meanwhile, Wang Qiankun and the others had arrived not far away. Mo Chen's expression changed drastically when he saw the mess and the pitted marks left by the power.
Someone shouted, "The general and the strategist have returned!"
"General! Military Advisor Mo!"
The crowd shouted their names excitedly, as if they had already won.
Looking at the routed barbarian army, Wang Qiankun coldly declared, "Those who surrender will not be killed! The rest will be executed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the battlefield was filled with renewed killing intent!
Mo Chen was preoccupied with trivial matters and had no intention of participating in the battle. However, a delicate shout rang out from not far away, and he immediately looked towards the beautiful Jin Mu Qingjiao on the battlefield, only to suddenly widen his eyes in disbelief, "How could it be her?!"
He had no connection with her, but he paid attention to people related to Mo Li.
That Jinmu Qingjiao clearly has the same face as Mu Qing!
She is clearly Su Daji, who once brought disaster to the country and its people!
Mo Chen dismounted and walked towards Jin Muqingjiao. He had to find out what was going on for Mo Li!
——
However, at this moment, Mo Li's hands were covered in blood, he knelt on one knee, his face was as pale as paper, and he was in a sorry state.
thump thump thump...
Mo Li swallowed hard. He could clearly hear his own heartbeat and the sounds of battle. He was so close to the battlefield, as if it were right around him!
Suddenly, the sounds of the battlefield ceased, and everything returned to darkness. Instantly, the blood and qi within his body surged, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of stagnant blood.
"Pfft—"
Black blood spurted out and merged into the darkness. Mo Li collapsed to the ground, his vision gradually becoming empty. Mo Li felt the wind was biting, the earth was like an ice cellar, and there was no temperature left in his body. Even the last bit of life-giving energy seemed to be on the verge of being extinguished!
Exhausted, Mo Li collapsed to the ground. "As expected... my martial uncle's warning against using this ability was the most correct thing he ever said..."
The lifeblood of a nine-tailed fox can be exchanged for the life of its beloved; the burning of its essence blood can enhance its divine consciousness; and the forging of its spiritual blood into a magical weapon can subdue the wrath of heaven! If all three bloodlines are lost, defying the heavens will bring calamity!
Rumble—
Looking at the gloomy sky, Mo Li seemed to hear thunder.
That was deafening!
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