Just as he took a step forward, he saw more and more enemy soldiers rushing towards him from afar. Xi Heng suddenly stretched out his left hand and took out a long sword from the inventory like a magic trick.
Two long swords fell into his hands, one on the left and one on the right, placed steadily.
She closed her eyes and let out a soft breath.
The light in the sky changed, the cracks in the dark clouds were obscured a little more, and the light in the world gradually dimmed.
The experience of countless battles with the demon-like self in the spiritual space kept emerging in his mind.
Xi Heng also opened his eyes which were gradually turning blood red. Thinking about the demon's figure, he held his swords in front of him and leaned forward slightly.
The next moment, he exerted force with his toes, and the ground broke into a cloud of dust.
With the activation of Qinggong and the burst of Transformation Energy, a blood-red figure quickly passed by the large hills in front of him.
call out--
There was the sound of flying arrows passing by my ears. It was the enemy soldiers in the distance who looked obviously different from the people from the Central Plains of Great Zhao and were drawing their bows and arrows on their horses.
Xi Heng's eyes focused, and he flew past the Northern Frontier officers and soldiers holding the flag of the Great Zhao, and came to the front of the fully armored enemy general with two swords.
The first sword did not use much energy, he just stepped sideways and turned around to cut off the four horse legs directly from the root.
The galloping horse suddenly lost its support and fell forward.
"Who?!" the fully armored soldier above yelled.
The tone and sound of their voice were only slightly different from the Da Zhao language, yet they could communicate directly.
"The one who killed you." A flash of blood appeared in Xi Heng's eyes. He raised the two swords in his hands suddenly and slashed out two streams of blood.
hiss--
The steel was torn apart by the slender sword energy, making a sharp sound like glass scratching on tiles.
Sparks flew and blood lines appeared under the armor.
The sultry wind whistled past, blowing the person in front of Xi Heng into three pieces, causing the surrounding soldiers to exclaim in surprise.
"There are military generals! General Wu from Zhao is coming to help!" someone shouted from behind.
Xi Heng moved forward without a care in the world, waving his two swords and splashing blood. With just one leap forward, dozens of enemy soldiers on horseback were chopped into pieces.
Because the heads of the enemy's mounted horses were at different heights and the cavalry were not as dense as the infantry, she could not chop off all of their heads with a single horizontal slash of her sword.
So they had to constantly dodge and maneuver among the enemy forces, and wherever they went, they would cause a rain of blood.
Gradually, the enemy cavalry that were chasing the Zhao cavalry turned around to surround Xi Heng, drawing their bows and shooting arrows.
Arrow rain came from all directions with sharp sounds. Xi Heng took a quick glance and made an accurate judgment. He dodged most of the arrows with a slight step and cut off a few with a swing of the sword.
The rangers on the periphery were still drawing arrows and pulling their bows.
Xi Heng pressed down with one hand, releasing his energy to deflect the arrow.
Although she has the protection of Hua Jin, she will not be hurt even if hit by arrows or crossbows, but the hem of her clothes or sleeves may be damaged.
The group of soldiers in front of her were not worth her full efforts to fight, so Xi Heng had some free time to take care of her clothes.
He then killed dozens of cavalrymen in a row without leaving a trace of blood on his body.
Before the blood spurted out due to the sword's passing, Xi Heng had already rushed to another area.
He could easily dodge the flying arrows; even the crossbow arrows with higher poundage and faster speed appeared extremely slow in the eyes of Xi Heng, who was as calm as water.
This simple projectile could hardly reach her.
As a Hua Jin warrior, it was easy for Xi Heng to crush this group of small cavalrymen who were at the highest level of Ming Jin.
After killing hundreds of enemy cavalrymen in a row, a master wielding two broad axes finally ran out from the enemy army, roaring and pressing down with his axes -
Xi Heng raised his sword to block the axe, let out a light sigh, and stabbed the enemy's heart with his other sword.
"You only used a hidden force? Aren't you underestimating me?"
The enemy opened his eyes wide, and quickly retreated after realizing the difference in strength. The tip of the sword grazed his body without going into him, leaving marks on his thick breastplate and breastplate.
But the next moment, a red line burst out and pierced through the heart.
The dark enemy general, who was wearing heavy armor, froze all over, then lost his strength and fell to the ground.
Xi Heng kicked it away, and saw a rain of arrows coming towards him.
She clasped and extended her two swords, creating a wind that destroyed the incoming arrows.
Even so, the enemy troops on all sides did not retreat in panic.
Although most of them were tense, they just treated it seriously and no one ran away.
"Hmm?" Xi Heng was a little confused.
Before, in the Great Zhao Kingdom, every time she fought and killed an enemy general, the surrounding soldiers would become riotous, gradually retreat out of fear, and eventually flee in panic.
She had never seen an army like this before, where they remained unmoved after their general was easily killed by her.
On the contrary, they dared to draw their bows and arrows, and even sent a group of swordsmen and shieldmen to rush forward.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
The answer was a rain of arrows thrown by the enemy.
"Tsk."
Xi Heng's figure flashed, and he raised his sword to split an arrow from the tip to the tail, breaking it into two halves.
"If you don't run away, I will kill you all."
The bloodshot in her eyes grew more intense, and she was filled with murderous intent.
The sword and shield array at the front was getting closer and closer. Xi Heng only swung horizontally and cut off the dozen people who made up the array at the waist.
The enemy was still not afraid. After a few shouts, they quickly sent out several cavalrymen with spears to rush forward.
The iron scales all over her body trembled constantly, and the huge armored horse under her, a huge iron block of nearly half a ton, rushed straight towards her.
Xi Heng raised his knife and swung it, and the upright blood line cut through the wind and passed by in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the nearest Iron Pagoda cavalryman and his horse were torn in half with blood.
Blood suddenly gushed out from the forehead, to the chest and abdomen, and then to the horse's head and waist.
The men and horses suddenly separated to the sides, revealing their internal organs, bone marrow, and a blur of blood.
A few drops of blood splashed on the blade and hem of the sword in his hand. He swung the bloody sword again, killing another person with the force of a rain of blood.
However, the next moment, Iron Pagoda's spear thrust forward from behind.
She deflected the spear with her sword, then suddenly jumped high and turned around to step on the opponent's horse. The blade of the sword suddenly pierced through the narrow gap in the enemy's spine armor and pierced through his heart and lungs.
The other two Iron Pagodas rushed over together, but were also beheaded by Xi Heng.
But even so, the enemy's offensive did not stop.
After Tiefutu charged, he sent another dark force to attack.
After killing the warrior, another array of swords and shields came to attack...
Xi Heng thought she had killed enough, but when she looked up, she saw more and more cavalry and infantry surrounding her.
I wonder how many enemies are around here.
"Are you planning to kill a Huajin warrior by using the lives of countless people to consume their Qi, blood and energy?"
Xi Heng gradually understood the purpose of the army formation in front of him.
If most of the other Hua Jin warriors who only knew how to fight in competitions but had no large-scale attacking skills and had never fought against a military formation had may have been exhausted to death by them.
"But unfortunately, it was me you met."
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Chapter 102: Bloody Storm
When arriving at the battlefield in the northern border, Xi Heng realized that there really was an army that could disregard its own casualties and morale and use the lives of thousands of ordinary soldiers to slowly wear down a Hua Jin warrior.
She had thought this was possible only in theory.
After all, every time he faced an army formation before, as long as he killed 10% or 20% of the enemy, the enemy would always be defeated quickly.
The army of Yan Mengguo in front of them looked like they would not collapse even if 30 to 40 percent of them died.
With so many fearless soldiers, it's no wonder they were able to fight against the ever-victorious army of the Great Zhao and win evenly...
If the military can be maintained at this level, and if Da Zhao gradually weakens due to domestic chaos... I'm afraid that within a few years or even decades, Yan Meng State will be able to achieve a great victory and seize a large area of territory in the north of Da Zhao.
However, when she got here, this probably wouldn't happen.
You Xiheng led the enemy, and the fleeing Zhao cavalry had already gone far away.
She also had no intention of continuing to waste time with Yan Meng's army.
After using his Zhenhua power to deflect the incoming arrows, Xi Heng put the sword in his left hand back into the inventory that only he could see.
Then, his left hand suddenly moved upwards towards the sword blade.
A splash of blood, carrying the vital energy in the blood, floated on the sword.
With eyes closed, the sword's heart and mind were as still as water.
When he grasped the sword again, he also injected his energy and blood into it.
The blade is painted with multiple layers of rich dark red.
The strong murderous intent was as powerful as the waves of the sea, surging outward inch by inch. The sword heart affected the outside world, causing those around who raised their bows to shoot arrows or rode their horses to rush over to be stunned involuntarily.
This moment was enough for her to accumulate full sword power.
"Open the door."
Xi Heng recited it softly.
His hands gradually dropped, and the sword slashed horizontally.
An illusory red light appeared, and wherever it illuminated, a layer of rich black and red suddenly spread across.
If you look down from a high place, you can see that it seems that an immortal has used the entire battlefield as rice paper, and with a broad brush dipped in blood and ink, he has painted a thick and colorful line on the area where Yan Meng's army is most densely populated.
The sound of this sword move is not like the cry of breaking wind, but more like the whistling of sea waves and the sweeping of strong wind.
A bloody and dark sea crashed into the center of the enemy.
call--
After a few seconds, the inky black color that enveloped thousands of people gradually disappeared from the outside to the inside.
The figures, whether horses or humans, had turned into scattered pieces of broken flesh, making it difficult to distinguish which was the horse corpse and which was the human corpse.
The surviving enemy soldiers stopped moving and looked at the black and red area. The neat army formation just now turned into a pile of blood and flesh.
People were speechless and staring.
They stayed there for more than ten seconds, and when they turned back to look at the culprit in a daze, Xi Heng had already left.
There are no Hua Jin warriors or piles of An Jin warriors who can restrain her.
To leave or to stay is just a matter of thought.
Xi Heng used his light skills and rushed out of the army formation like a light swallow under the clouds.
The footsteps stepped on the hills outside the army formation, and then flew over a bush.
The enemy reacted later, but seemed to be frightened and did not continue to pursue.
As Xi Heng was leaving, he only heard a vague roar coming from the military headquarters in the rear, and the army turned to another direction.
She ignored him and continued to speed up and get away.
They passed a dead forest, crossed rivers and streams, and ran for a long time along the horse hoof prints of the soldiers of the Great Zhao.
Then, on a small flat area outside the woods, they saw the remnants of the Great Zhao cavalry again.
The cavalrymen in the front with flags had already rolled up their flags, and their horses, tired from working for too long, also slowed down.
