Chapter 251 Shia's Thoughts
When faced with an emergency, people don't always react correctly; instead, they instinctively try to escape.
For example, if a car goes out of control and is about to crash into a wall, the driver's mind is usually blank. He might curl up or swerve, but these are not decisions made after thinking; they are just physical reflexes.
Nearly three thousand Zhu cavalrymen encountered this situation. They had only charged three hundred meters away when their leaders were stabbed into the air by javelins, which instilled fear in them.
Before they could react, the bugle call sounded from behind. It was a bugle call forbidding retreat; anyone who retreated would bring shame upon their family.
As they gripped their weapons, ready to charge and tear apart the enemy's ridiculously thin formation, the strange weapons in the hands of those Xia people suddenly began to spew fire and smoke. Then, as if they had been hit by something, their strength began to rapidly dissipate.
"Clap clap clap clap"
The sound of popping beans echoed again and again, and cavalrymen fell one after another. When the cavalrymen behind saw their comrades fall from their horses, they had never seen firearms before and had no idea how to deal with it. Most of them lowered their bodies as much as possible, and a few would raise their shields to cover their faces.
When the smoke reached the center of the battlefield, apart from a few hundred experienced cavalrymen who fled to the flanks, not a single cavalryman remained intact in front of the main force. The horses and riders suffered tragic neighs, a heart-wrenching sound.
"Qin Mo, is that man in golden helmet and armor the enemy's commander?"
Shia waved away the smoke in front of her mouth and nose, gestured toward Walmart, and asked Qin Mo.
"I think so! Judging from the way he came over, he could be considered someone of importance!"
Shia carefully observed Laputa Walmart, who was furiously cursing, and weighed the options in her mind.
"Qin Mo, was Kaihime injured by the enemy in front of you?"
Qin Mo asked curiously, "That happened north of Ulan City, how do you know?"
Shia didn't answer, but excitedly said, "Qin Mo, shall I kill that guy for you?"
"It's a bit difficult for you to kill him. Let him yell there for a while to cool down."
Before Qin Mo could finish, Shia leaped several times and appeared in front of Laputa Walmart, leaving Wu Mingyi, who was eager to try, dumbfounded.
Laputa Walmart watched as the slender Shia rushed towards him. Judging from her armor, she was clearly a warrior, but strangely, she had no weapon, or perhaps the iron gauntlets on her hands were her weapon.
"I am the great Laplace Walmart, and my family is..."
Shia had no time to listen to the other person's nonsense. Without saying a word, she picked up her fists and started fighting. Her skinny arms were actually quite formidable when she swung them.
Walmart was furious. They were openly challenging each other, only to have their exciting self-introduction interrupted – a highly rude act that they felt they had to teach this scoundrel a lesson.
But Walmart quickly abandoned his suspicions. Shia was incredibly fast and his punches were incredibly heavy, making loud thuds as they hit Walmart's shield. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a slender body could contain such great strength.
Walmart swung his scimitar in his right hand, unleashing slashes of light, but they always just missed Shia's body. He had already fought the girl for more than a dozen rounds without even touching a single hem of her clothes. Instead, he was punched in the shoulder, which throbbed with pain.
Walmart finally snapped. Being completely outmaneuvered by a woman in front of everyone was an insult to him. It's important to understand that women in India have a very low social status; even Wang Yoga couldn't practice it, and he had never encountered a powerful woman before.
Walmart threw away his shield and scimitar, chanting Sanskrit. His golden armor began to glow, and he suddenly looked somewhat like a god, like a statue in a temple.
The Zhu alliance erupted in cheers like a tsunami. Walmart was a very famous warrior within a thousand miles, who had never lost a duel. Now, facing the foreigners again, every city-state wanted to teach these foreigners a profound lesson.
Walmart's movements suddenly became several times more agile and extremely unpredictable. Walmart threw a powerful punch, and although Shia clearly blocked it, Walmart's arm twisted and still struck Shia's forehead.
Walmart's body seemed to have no joints, constantly making incomprehensible movements in his struggle with Shia, his fists and feet relentlessly striking Shia's body.
"Your Highness...should I go and replace Miss Xiya?" Seeing that Xiya had suffered a loss, Wu Mingyi hurriedly came over to Qin Mo to volunteer for the battle.
"No need. It's good for her to broaden her horizons. Besides, you two are about the same skill level, so there won't be much difference if you go up there."
Qin Mo shook her head, looking at Walmart and Shia who were doing yoga. The two of them had calmed down, and Walmart's roar and Shia's sweet shouts kept coming, making the scene very heated.
Just when Qin Mo thought the two were really about to fight for eight hundred rounds, Walmart's armor gradually dimmed, and the divine light slowly disappeared. Walmart's movements returned to normal, and he could no longer unleash those strange punches and kicks.
Shia was already bruised and battered. Through countless humiliations at Kaihime's hands, she had learned to persevere, throwing punches even in excruciating pain until she lay on the ground, unable to move. Now that Walmart had suddenly softened and lost its shield, she wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by.
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