Battle for Northern Frontier: The game begins with the grassland woman buying him.

At that moment, Su Zhan moved. Instead of advancing, he retreated, his footwork strange and swift. In an instant, he cut into the gap between the two enemies. His broadsword transformed into a blur of light and shadow, no longer slashing, but unleashing a series of consecutive cuts. The blade grazed the enemies' wrists, elbows, and necks.

"what!"

"Hmm..."

Screams rang out one after another. Blood gushed from the wrists of the two grassland men who were at the forefront. Their scimitars slipped from their hands in an instant, and then blood appeared on their throats. Their eyes were filled with disbelief and terror as they clutched their necks and staggered backward.

Su Zhan's knife was so cunning, so fast, so terrifying that the two grassland men had no way to defend against it.

Meanwhile, Su Zhan had no chance to rest. He had just dealt with two grassland men when a curved knife was already at his side.

At this moment, Su Zhan's old strength had dissipated and new strength had not yet been generated, but he was not panicked. With a sudden flick of his wrist, the tip of his blade shot upwards like a viper spitting its tongue, unleashing a thunderous strike with explosive force.

"Clang!" A sharp scraping sound rang out. The scimitar that had been used to sneak up was lifted high into the air by Su Zhan's immense strength. Instantly, the grassland man's front door was opened. Su Zhan did not let this opportunity pass. He spun around and the blade followed his movements!

The heavy blade, carrying the full force of Su Zhan's body and the inertia of rotation, delivered a crushing blow, like Mount Tai pressing down, slamming down on the head of the grassland man who had lost his balance!

"Snap!"

A sickening cracking sound rang out, and the grassland man's leather helmet was cleaved open like paper, along with his skull, which was split in half. Red and white blood splattered instantly, and the stench of blood filled the air, making people want to vomit.

Su Zhan's brutal and explosive attack instantly stunned the remaining four, causing their offensive momentum to stall.

At this moment, Su Zhan was covered in blood, looking like a demon crawling out of hell.

The wound on his shoulder bled even more from the violent movements, but his hand holding the knife remained as steady as a rock.

His cold gaze swept over the enemy, and he once again assumed the starting stance of a slashing blow against the wind. The blood that had not yet dried on the blade slowly dripped down, falling to the ground and striking the hearts of those grassland people.

"Come on!" Su Zhan's low roar, filled with boundless provocation, instantly intimidated the four grassland people.

The remaining steppe people, including the chieftain, showed fear in their eyes, because the man in front of them was not human at all, but seemed to be a demon from the steppe.

They glanced at each other, let out a shout to bolster their courage, and then pounced again in unison.

Su Zhan, on the other hand, showed no fear, wielding the Rending Wind Formation Blade Technique with ease.

He swung his sword horizontally to deflect two blades, swept it across a man's abdomen with the wind, and swiftly parried the leader's cunning thrust.

Then, with a swift thrust, the blade instantly changed from a slashing motion to a straight thrust, like a lone dragon emerging from its cave, so fast that only a blur remained, piercing the leader's heart through a gap in his leather armor with unparalleled precision.

"Hmm..."

The chieftain of the grasslands looked down at the blade embedded in his chest, his eyes filled with resentment and despair.

Su Zhan then kicked him again, knocking him completely over. The grassland chieftain rolled on the ground a few times and then fell silent.

The last remaining grassland dweller was terrified. He knew he was facing a life-or-death situation, so without hesitation, he immediately turned around and tried to escape.

But how could Su Zhan let him escape? Since he was determined to eliminate the threat, why should he let him go back and report? So Su Zhan's arm jerked, and the blood-stained broadsword was thrown out instantly, piercing the man's back with a terrifying whooshing sound.

"Thud!" The broadsword instantly pinned the man to the ground.

Without a second thought, Su Zhan walked over, drew his broadsword, wiped it on the man, and with a snap, the broadsword was sheathed and draped at his waist.

At this moment, the surroundings were in complete disarray. The wind swept across the blood-stained grassland, but it could not dispel the heavy smell of blood.

Ten corpses of grassland people lay scattered in the morning light. The pursuers who had been so menacing just moments before had all been killed by Su Zhan.

Su Zhan was also exhausted. He was breathing heavily, and the wound on his shoulder was throbbing with pain, which kept him from fainting. He was extremely tired, but he knew he couldn't fall down now.

He had only repelled this wave of grassland people, and he didn't know how many more would arrive soon, so he and Lin Yu'er had to retreat quickly.

"My husband!"

Lin Yuer could no longer hold back. She rushed over and hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face, her body trembling violently.

The harrowing events she had just witnessed almost suffocated her. Her fingers trembled as she gently touched the wound on Su Zhan's shoulder: "Husband, you... you're injured..."

"It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious," Su Zhan said in a hoarse but very calm voice.

He patted Lin Yuer's trembling back: "Don't be afraid, they're all dead. We can't stay here any longer, we have to leave immediately!"

As Su Zhan spoke, he tore off a piece of clothing from a grassland man and quickly bandaged the wound on his shoulder. His movements were so swift that Lin Yu'er was stunned.

Su Zhan didn't care about this at all. In his previous life, whether it was training or fighting, getting injured was as common as drinking water or eating. It was just a little blood, but he wouldn't die.

Then he had Lin Yuer mount his horse, while he himself, carrying a knife, went to each of the grassland people.

Not finishing off the enemy is always a big no-no, so before leaving, he had to make sure everyone was dead.

The simplest way is to cut off everyone's head.

A series of sharp cracking sounds rang out on the field, and then Su Zhan chopped off the heads of several grassland people.

When Su Zhan arrived in front of the grassland chieftain, he was surprised to find that the chieftain was still alive.

He was staring at Su Zhan with venomous eyes, making a gurgling sound in his throat, wanting to say something but unable to utter a word.

Su Zhan knew there would be some who slipped through the net. With a flash of cold light in his hand, the tip of his knife sliced ​​through the air and completely severed the head of the grassland man.

Su Zhan confirmed that there were no oversights and then left.

The two warhorses galloped away, leaving behind only a mess on the grassland.

Before long, countless warhorses galloped in; they were all grassland people.

When they saw the gruesome corpse on the ground, the old man from the grasslands who was in the lead turned extremely grim.

"Aguda!"

"leader!"

A burly man stepped forward, and the old man said in a sinister voice, "Take your men and go after them. Make sure you capture those two completely!"

"yes!"

Aguda immediately waved his hand and led dozens of grassland people away at breakneck speed. The old man watched Aguda leave, muttering to himself, "Dare to touch my men? Once I catch you, I will cut you into a thousand pieces!"

Meanwhile, Su Zhan and Lin Yu'er were still heading towards Stone City. They dared not stop for a moment because they knew that their feud with the Mandu family had reached a life-or-death stage, and the pursuers would definitely not let them go. So they could only continue on their way.

As Su Zhan walked and pondered, he suddenly realized that Stone City was not a reliable place to go.