She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 171 The situation changes suddenly
He Miao considers herself not to be an impulsive person, nor a person with a lot of sympathy.

But probably after cultivating immortality for a long time, after gaining some ability, when encountering such unbearable things, I always want to do something.

The general saw He Miao's small body and slender figure, so he thought she was a weak woman.

So what if you saw the wooden sword in her hand?

Among the chaotic army, a weak woman is like a delicate flower on the side of the road, everyone can easily snatch it.

Wooden swords can't even match the thorns on flowers.

He Miao poured all her spiritual energy into her mahogany sword, and held the mahogany sword tightly. She only had one chance, and she had to make a good start.

The general galloped towards He Miao, his face full of complacency, thinking that today he could embrace a beautiful woman.

Just as he stretched out his hand to fish for He Miao,
He Miao only slightly lowered her head, lowered her brows and eyes, no one knew that she was waiting for this moment.

Soudi, the mahogany sword that had been carried on He Miao's shoulder all the time, was swung out like lightning, so fast that there was a bit of an afterimage.

Someone once told her that her sword wasn't fast enough.

The man also said that there was no murderous intent in her sword.

Right now, what He Miao is holding is clearly a wooden sword, but she faintly sees the murderous intent in it.

Raising land, with a move of "fight to the last stand", it seemed to have the power of a thousand thunders, and it hit the general's horse.

The general didn't notice for a while, and he and his horse fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground. The horse screamed in pain and struggled with its limbs.

He Miao only took a step back, lest the raised dust would stain the hem of her clothes.

Everyone present was stunned by the scene before them. This is one of the most powerful generals of the Huns, but he was knocked to the ground by this thin woman in front of him.

How can this be?

The general didn't react for a while, he didn't know if he was thrown stupidly, or he was beaten by He Miao's move.

He reacted quickly, and stretched out his hand to try to grab his spear to fight back, but the spear on the ground was lifted into the air by He Miao's sword.

The spear then fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

With a calm expression, He Miao pointed the wooden sword at the general on the ground, and said coldly, "Tell your people to go back."

The general was from the Huns, so how could he understand her words, he just waved his hand, and many soldiers stepped forward, with short spears and thick shields, and surrounded He Miao.

He Miao backhanded a copper hairpin and pointed it at the general's neck.Her eyes were full of hostility, and if an outsider dared to move a step, she sealed her throat with a hairpin and stabbed the general to death.

Now she regretted that she didn't borrow Song Zishu's sword, and thought she would save it for his self-defense.

"Translate, call for a translator."

Surrounded by the army, He Miao didn't change his expression, he just said loudly.

Since the King of Anyang colluded with the Huns and the two sides did not understand the language, someone would naturally be responsible for the translation.

Among the crowd, someone who could understand He Miao's words rushed to call one of them.

Not long after, a person wearing a gray robe, holding the hem of the robe, came in a hurry.

This person's hair is gray and thin, coiled up, almost off the top, thin and short, but with a pair of small eyes, he looks extremely shrewd.

He Miao raised her head and gestured with her chin:

"Tell him to tell him to take his people and get out, or I will stab him to death with a hairpin."

After finishing speaking, he raised the copper hairpin in his hand.

Naturally, the translator did not dare to translate the truth, but only euphemistically expressed He Miao's meaning.

After the general heard this, his face was filled with anger. He was dismounted by a woman from the Central Plains in front of the army, and he lost face.

If he is still forced to withdraw his troops, then he will have no majesty in front of everyone in the future.

Besides, he didn't believe that a woman could stab herself to death with just a hairpin in her hand.

ridiculous!

It's just a Central Plains woman's jewelry.

At the moment, he just waved his hand and let everyone do it.The Xiongnu soldiers immediately stretched out their short spears, intending to attack He Miao.

He Miao was about to crush the flying talisman in his hand, thinking about his next decision.

The land was raised, the situation changed suddenly, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The sky, which was still a little bright, turned completely dark in an instant, and there was a tendency of black clouds to overwhelm the top.

Between the sky and the earth, dark clouds were densely covered, the wind was howling, flying sand and rocks, and came with a huge force, blowing those Hun soldiers suddenly blinded.

A group of people suddenly appeared from the battlefield.

He Miao watched helplessly as these people appeared out of thin air.

In the blink of an eye, the pair of men and horses flashed over at an incredible speed.

That can't be a speed that mortals can achieve.

These soldiers on horseback stepped in front of the Xiongnu soldiers, raised the big swords in front of them, and cut them in half.

The infantry behind stepped forward. Among these people, some had missing arms and legs, their faces were covered with blood, some had lost their heads and held spears in their hands, and some even had a piece of chest empty.

Not only He Miao knew clearly, but everyone present knew that this was not a soldier in the world.

These men and horses were extremely ferocious, and they stepped forward one by one, grabbed the Xiongnu soldier's neck directly, and raised one arm into the air.

The Xiongnu soldier had a hideous face and groaned in pain. Soon his face turned blue and he died.

Was thrown heavily to the ground.

What's more, it was directly torn in half by these soldiers, and it was too late to even howl.

All this happened so suddenly, and the scene in front of them was too appalling, everyone on the field was so frightened that they held their breath and did not dare to breathe.

Suddenly, I don't know who reacted and yelled.

The Xiongnu soldiers, including men and horses, were so frightened that they threw away their helmets and armor, and fled desperately. No one dared to wait for a second, for fear that if they ran too slowly, there would only be a dead end.

There were so many people in the army, all of them ran out all at once, crowded with people, and there was chaos everywhere. Many people were trampled to the ground and died at the bottom of everyone's feet, instantly turning into a mass of rotten meat.

The sound of wailing, the clash of weapons, and the neighing of war horses intertwined together, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The thin old man next to He Miao, who was in charge of translation, was trembling with fright, his legs and feet were weak, and he couldn't even run.

"Whose general is this?"

He Miao frowned, patted the shoulder of the old man beside him with the mahogany sword, and asked lightly.

The old man was so frightened that he lost his mind, he shook his head repeatedly and said:

"I don't know. I was arrested. I didn't collude with the enemy and betray the country. Please, my lord, don't kill me."

"Answer my question seriously."

He Miao put the sword across his neck with a cold expression.

In fact, how could a mahogany sword kill a mortal.

But the old man was scared out of his wits, how could he notice this problem, he quickly knelt down on the ground and said repeatedly:
"Please, my lord, please forgive me, I don't want to die..."

He Miao just glanced at him coldly and repeated his question.

The old man was about to prostrate on the ground, and he didn't dare to look at the soldiers next to him any more. He muttered in his mouth:

"It's soldiers sent by the imperial court. Three thousand soldiers were ambushed by King Anyang and the Huns' [-] troops, and they were wiped out here. It has nothing to do with me..."

"Let me ask you, whose general is this?"

He Miao's tone was a little impatient.

The old man continued to tremble and said: "My lord, this is... the subordinates led by General Chaozhong Shangguan..."

Just when the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, He Miao felt that someone had stabbed her heart lightly with a knife.

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