Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

The battlefield was swept by a fierce, cold wind, and the bright red cloak fluttered in the wind like a striking battle flag.

The tiger-headed silver spear gleamed with a chilling light in the twilight.

One man, one horse, one spear—his solitary figure stood before the enemy lines, instantly boosting the morale of the surrounding soldiers.

Zhang Liao was appointed to a critical mission amidst a period of great peril.

They have held on to this day, and the hardships they have endured are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

He has long been integrated with Zhenyuan City, and is the well-deserved soul of the Zhenyuan Army!

Today, the inspirational power of soldiers going to the battlefield far exceeds expectations.

The Zhenyuan Army, which was already showing signs of exhaustion, instantly regained its fighting spirit.

Even the local army in the capital region saw a surge in morale, with each soldier charging into battle with blood and sweat!

"Father, Commander..."

As Lü Zheng gazed at Zhang Liao, who was clad in armor and armed with weapons, his eyes reddened, and tears nearly rolled down his cheeks.

He knew better than anyone else everything Zhang Liao had sacrificed for this.

That's why we absolutely cannot lose this battle!

"All soldiers, follow me and kill!"

With a hoarse roar, Lü Zheng charged into the enemy ranks, sword in hand!

Zhang Liao personally led 5,000 elite troops, like an unstoppable torrent, to fiercely attack the flank of the Northern Barbarian army!

The allied forces led by Lü Zheng and Bian Xi also unleashed terrifying combat power, and amidst the flashing swords, the northern barbarian soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

If it is said that the Northern Barbarian army's eastern flank general was defeated by Li Yan, there was a deliberate scheme to let him win and lure him into a trap.

The western army was truly routed by the fierce attack from both sides.

The beleaguered Northern Barbarian army, attacked from both sides, put up a mere resistance before collapsing completely into chaos.

Amidst the chaos of battle, Zhang Liao himself was the most prominent figurehead.

The tiger-headed silver spear flew up and down, and no one could stop it when its tip pointed!

Dozens of northern barbarian soldiers were successively impaled, stabbed, and slapped by him, and all fell dead from their horses.

His officers and soldiers followed closely behind his banner, fighting desperately.

They had long since forgotten about life and death, pain and suffering, and their minds were filled with only one thought—to follow General Zhang and fight!

Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, as long as General Zhang is in front, they dare to forge ahead!

Ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people—the combined force formed by this belief is terrifying!

In less than half an hour, the western defense line of the Northern Barbarian army was completely breached and scattered.

Zhang Liao led his army in a rapid advance, killing his way all the way to the rear command tent where Bayan Mengke was located!

"Report—"

The messenger stumbled and crawled into the commander's tent, his voice trembling: "General! Enemy troops have broken through our lines on the west flank!"

"Report—"

Another messenger arrived shortly after: "General! Our flank has been routed by the enemy!"

"Report—"

The desperate cries never ceased: "General! The enemy has reached the outer perimeter of the rear guard!"

The continuous stream of bad news caused Sa Li and other Northern Barbarian officials to change their expressions drastically, filled with panic.

Sa Li hurriedly climbed to a high place and looked around. He could faintly hear the deafening shouts of battle coming from the western horizon.

"Who exactly is leading the army? How could Li Yan have such a fierce general under his command?"

The western defense line collapsed too quickly, unbelievably quickly.

Sa Li's question was answered in an instant—a general's flag fluttered in the wind, and the huge character "Zhang" on it was particularly eye-catching in the twilight.

This banner with the character "Zhang" was all too familiar to Bayan Mengke and Sa Li.

The Northern Barbarian army advanced with unstoppable momentum, conquering two prefectures.

Unfortunately, they were blocked by this flag for months in front of Zhenyuan City.

With heavy losses, progress is impossible.

"General, it's Zhang Liao! Zhang Liao has arrived!"

"Wasn't he poisoned by the Imperial Advisor's Wind Fox Beast and unable to go to the battlefield at all?"

Sa Li was completely panicked. Even though he was resourceful, he was at a loss in the face of this sudden change.

"What's the panic?!"

Bayan Mengke waved his hand sharply, his voice booming: "Dispatch two thousand elite troops to stop Zhang Liao! As long as we kill or capture King Qin, Li Yan, the enemy will collapse without a fight!"

With the commander-in-chief remaining calm, his men felt somewhat reassured.

But the shouts of battle from the west were getting closer and closer, and everyone in the tent was still on edge.

Bayan Mengke's gaze was fixed on the east.

There, Prince Qin, Li Yan, was being relentlessly attacked and killed by the Blood Vanguard Camp and the Death Squad.

How much longer can Li Yan hold on?

Bayan Mengke secretly prayed to his ancestors, the Azure Wolf and the White Deer, hoping for victory in this battle.

He was gambling that Li Yan would be defeated and killed before Zhang Liao could completely break through the western flank.

But the gray wolf and white deer seemed not to hear his prayer.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, another messenger rushed into the commander's tent in a panic.

"General! Something terrible has happened!"

"The two thousand men sent to stop Zhang Liao were... were completely routed!"

Upon hearing this, even someone as composed as Boyan Mengke could no longer remain seated.

He suddenly stood up from his chair and looked west. He could already see Zhang Liao's banner less than a thousand paces away!

Sweating profusely, Sa Li muttered, "This is bizarre! Zhang Liao was poisoned by the Imperial Advisor's Wind Fox Beast, how can he still don armor and go into battle?"

"General, Zhang's advance is unstoppable! Please, General, withdraw your troops and order a retreat!"

"Retreat?"

Bayan Mengke's eyes were wide open, their light terrifying.

"If I retreat, what will happen to the soldiers at the front? We absolutely cannot retreat!"

"Send another thousand men to stop them at all costs!"

Bayan Mengke was determined to fight to the death, but his forces were already stretched thin.

Trapping Li Yan had already exhausted most of the rear army's strength, and drawing two thousand men was already the limit.

Where are there any troops left to stop Zhang Liao's unstoppable advance?

As Bayan Mengke was in crisis, Li Yan, amidst the chaos of battle, was facing the most perilous predicament of her life.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The Blood Vanguard Battalion's crimson arrows were cunning and sharp, aiming straight for vital points.

If Li Yan hadn't been quick and agile, dodging the arrows repeatedly, those arrows would have already pierced his face.

"Clang!"

Even so, an arrow still grazed his Crimson Flame Qilin Helmet, emitting a piercing golden sound.

Li Yan's ears were ringing incessantly. In a fit of rage, he wielded his Crimson Scale Ring-Headed Blade, creating a dense, impenetrable array of blade shadows.

"Buzz!"

The blade whistled through the air, not only severing the ropes wrapped around her waist, but also cleaving an oncoming assassin in two at the waist.

The foul-smelling entrails splattered all over Li Yan, but he paid no heed. He grabbed another assassin who was attacking from the side, choked him by the throat, and used him as a human shield.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Several blood-red arrows pierced through the bodies of the assassins in succession.

Although the man coughed up blood, he still bared his teeth and claws, trying to pounce on Li Yan.

Li Yan's eyes narrowed, and his palm strike intensified, instantly crushing the man's throat.

Using the corpse as cover, he was finally able to catch his breath for a moment.

Li Yan wiped the blood off his face and looked around.

His personal guards were relentlessly pursued by assassins, and the battle raged on.

He himself had become the primary target of the assassins and the Blood Vanguard Camp, trapped in the formation and fighting desperately.

Li Yan was skilled with the horse spear and could display unparalleled bravery on horseback.

But now that they've dismounted and lost their lance in the chaos of battle, their fighting strength has been reduced by 20%.

Coupled with the continuous high-intensity battles, his physical strength was already exhausted.

Even though they had already killed hundreds of assassins, the enemy continued to attack in waves.

If this continues, he'll eventually be worn down and die!

Looking eastward, the local army in the capital region was being held back by Bo Eun's cavalry and was unable to break through in the short term.

He seemed to be truly in a deadly situation...

No!

Li Yan gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes, determined to launch a new offensive!

"Drink!"

With a roar, Li Yan unleashed a series of slashes with his ring-pommel sword, severing the remaining ropes binding his waist.

Immediately afterwards, he threw the corpse in his hand toward the Blood Vanguard Camp.

"Charge for me!"

Relying on his sturdy armor and astonishing strength, Li Yan charged directly into the Blood Vanguard Camp's formation with sheer ferocity.

Arrows, longswords, and spears came one after another.

He snatched a spear with one hand, wielding it in one hand and a knife in the other, slashing left and right, causing the Blood Vanguard soldiers to bleed like a river!

But gradually, wounds of varying depths appeared on his body.

Suddenly, a short spear came silently from behind!

"Clang!"

The short spear slammed into the helmet, the immense impact leaving Li Yan's mind blank for a moment.

"Bang!"

Li Yan was so shocked that he flew several steps and crashed heavily to the ground.

By the time he came to his senses, the Blood Vanguard soldiers and assassins had already swarmed towards him like leeches.

A terrifying aura emanated from them: ferocity, bloodlust, madness.

It was as if Li Yan would be devoured alive by them at any moment!

Li Yan mustered her last strength to raise her knife to resist, but her hand suddenly went empty and the knife was knocked away.

The fiery red ring-pommel sword slashed through the sky, like a fleeting flame.

I'm dying?

Li Yan's heart trembled, filled with resentment.

How could he, the mighty King of Qin, whose bravery surpassed that of the three armies, have lost his life at the hands of these ant-like assassins?

With swords and blades already within reach, a bitter smile crept onto Li Yan's lips.

On the battlefield, life and death are indeed unpredictable...

"Buzz!"

Just as the swords were about to strike him, a gleaming silver spear with a tiger's head pierced the air and forcefully blocked all the incoming swords.

"Stop harming His Highness the King of Qin!"

Zhang Liao's roar echoed across the land.

With a sweeping motion of his spear, he forced back all the charging assassins and Blood Vanguard soldiers.

"General Zhang?!"

Li Yan stared in astonishment at the imposing Zhang Liao before him: "How could you be wearing armor and going into battle?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liao burst into laughter: "Your Highness, how could Zhang Liao be absent from such a life-or-death battle concerning the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

"Boyan Mengke has suffered repeated defeats. I implore Your Highness, King of Qin, to rise and join forces with me to annihilate the enemy!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yan immediately sprang to his feet and turned to look behind Zhang Liao.

really!

Bayan Mengke's command flag was frantically moving backward.

"Our army...won?!"

Li Yan's voice trembled slightly, her mood instantly soaring from hell to heaven.

He quickly picked up the Crimson Scale Ring-Pommel Sword from the ground and roared, "Bayan Mengke has been defeated! All soldiers, follow me and pursue the enemy!"