I, a useless prince, started with the Xiang Yu template.

Amidst the chaos of war.

A black figure, unstoppable.

Chu Yun took the lead and charged into the densest part of the barbarian soldiers.

The 81-pound Overlord Spear felt as light as a wooden stick in his hands; with a flick of his wrist, the spear danced like a whirlwind.

Sweep, thrust, chop, and throw.

The movements were swift and decisive, without a single unnecessary action.

A barbarian soldier swung his sword and slashed down.

Chu Yun slashed with his spear, severing the opponent's wrist. Before the scream could even land, the spear tip pierced the throat.

Three more barbarian soldiers attacked from the side.

Chu Yun let out a low shout and swung his spear horizontally.

The heavy gun barrel slammed into the chests of the three men.

Click!

Rib fracture.

The three people flew horizontally several meters away like broken sacks.

The moment it landed, it went silent.

Wherever the spearhead passed, blood and flesh splattered; when the spear shaft struck, bones broke and tendons snapped.

There are no fancy moves, but every move is deadly.

Chu Yun's eyes turned bloodshot, and his pent-up murderous intent erupted completely at this moment.

He kept weaving through the barbarian ranks, his black armor stained with crimson blood.

Wherever they went, no one could stop them.

Any barbarian soldier who gets within three meters of him.

It will either be pierced or smashed.

Touching it will result in death; touching it will lead to annihilation.

The surrounding barbarian soldiers grew increasingly panicked as the fighting progressed.

Looking at the man covered in blood, an extreme fear rose in my heart.

"Is this even human?"

"His strength is outrageous!"

"Our curved swords couldn't cut him down, but he killed a whole bunch of them with a single shot!"

The barbarian soldiers' morale completely collapsed.

The original arrogance, swagger, and greed have all turned into a chilling aura.

No one dared to approach Chu Yun again.

……

The convoy behind.

All the craftsmen, coachmen, laborers, and maids.

They all stared wide-eyed at the battlefield.

Everyone was breathing rapidly, their chests heaving violently.

A few seconds of deathly silence followed.

A cacophony of gasps erupted.

"Oh My God!!"

"Is this even human??"

A blacksmith opened his mouth wide, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, and his whole body was trembling.

"I used to think the King of Qin's military achievements were just hype!"

"Now I know! It wasn't an exaggeration at all! It was even an underestimation!"

A middle-aged chef was grabbing his hair, his face contorted with madness.

"One shot! Smashd five or six people flying!!"

"My goodness! Oh my god!!"

"That's insane! That's incredibly powerful!"

The young carpenter was filled with excitement and trembled with rage.

"A god descended to earth! This is the true god of war!"

"I thought we were doomed!"

"It seems these barbarian soldiers are just here to die!"

Everyone stood still.

His gaze was fixed on the black figure that was wreaking havoc amidst the chaos of battle.

Shocked.

Extremely stunning.

In their entire lives, ordinary people have never witnessed such a bloody, domineering, and terrifying battle.

……

Li Wanqing stood quietly in the carriage.

The wind tousled her black hair.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the man in the center of the battlefield.

Her fair face was completely frozen in shock, her lips slightly parted, and she stood motionless.

When she saw Chu Yun single-handedly crushing the barbarian soldiers with his spear.

A tremendous wave of emotion surged within me.

My heart was pounding.

An indescribable shock shook her to her core.

Yellow sand filled the sky, and blood stained the wasteland.

The King of Qin, clad in black armor, fought a bloody battle.

With the spear in hand, nothing could stop them.

Cold, domineering, tough, and wild.

That's what a hero is.

This is the true God of War.

She dismissed the praise she heard from others as mere gossip and flattery.

Until now, I have seen it with my own eyes.

She finally understood.

All the praise he received was far less than a tenth of his true strength.

So handsome.

That's so cool.

It's so tempting.

The girl's heart was completely captivated, her eyes filled with infatuation and adoration.

........

The battlefield was in chaos, with corpses strewn everywhere.

Hack stared intently at the black figure that was indiscriminately slaughtering people in the crowd.

His pupils contracted sharply, and a cold sweat inexplicably broke out on his back.

At this moment, he finally realized it.

That young man who rampaged through the land, killing people like mowing grass.

That is Chu Yun, the Prince of Qin of the Great Qian Dynasty.

He had never believed the rumors before.

They thought the princes of the Central Plains were all spoiled and useless.

What burning of grain supplies, what war god of the northern frontier?

In his eyes, it was all just empty fame.

But now I see it with my own eyes.

Hark had only two words left in his mind: pervert.

That's insane.

One shot sent several people flying, another pierced their chests.

Covered in blood, yet showing no signs of fatigue.

He acted swiftly and ruthlessly, without a single unnecessary movement.

Even their barbarian warriors, the most skilled among them, are far inferior.

Hack clenched his teeth, his face extremely pale.

He finally understood.

The fact that the barbarian army's supplies were burned was not due to bad luck at all.

The person in front of you is a humanoid beast.

They must not be allowed to stay.

Hack roared fiercely, his voice echoing across the chaotic battlefield.

"Listen up, everyone!"

"Surround that black-armored general; if you can't capture him alive, kill him!"

If we let Chu Yun leave alive today...

If the northern barbarians invade the south in the future, they will surely face another nightmare-level enemy.

We must take advantage of our numerical superiority and kill the King of Qin here.

The order has been issued.

The barbarian soldiers all turned around and frantically surrounded Chu Yun.

Layer upon layer, hundreds of barbarian soldiers formed an encirclement.

They wanted to use sheer numbers to wear down Chu Yun.

The encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, and the blade is closing in step by step.

Chu Yun was in the center of the crowd, surrounded by enemies on all sides.

But there was no panic on his face, his eyes were cold, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

He swept his Overlord Spear left and right.

puff!

The spear tip pierced the throat of a barbarian soldier.

With a backhand slam, the gun barrel shattered a man's skull.

One shot, one kill; swift and clean.

During a lull in the fighting, Chu Yun's gaze pierced through the crowd and precisely locked onto Hack behind him.

The man's attire differed from that of ordinary barbarian soldiers.

Surrounded by personal guards, he was clearly the commander of this barbarian army.

A cold glint flashed in Chu Yun's eyes.

He was too lazy to get entangled with these soldiers, so he spurred his horse and the warhorse neighed loudly.

Ignoring the surrounding blades, he charged straight toward Hack.

When Hack saw Chu Yun charging straight at him, his expression changed drastically, and he felt a sudden panic.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.

He shouted in a panic.

"Guards! Stop him! Stop him now!"

Dozens of personal guards immediately spurred their horses forward, raised their curved swords, and intercepted Chu Yun.

The blades were dense, all aimed at Chu Yun's vital points.

Chu Yun remained unfazed, unleashing a sweeping attack with his Overlord Spear.

A muffled thud.

The three guards, along with their horses, were knocked to the ground.

Before one of the guards could even get close, Chu Yun pierced his shoulder with a spear.

It charged ahead recklessly, unstoppable.

There are no techniques involved; it's pure brute force.

Huck sat on his horse, his palms sweating profusely.

I was shocked, angry, and afraid.

He stared intently at Chu Yun, who was closing in, his mind racing with thoughts.

impossible.

No human can be that strong.

Ha Ke fought on the grasslands for more than a decade, engaging in countless tough battles and encountering numerous fierce generals.

I have never seen such outrageous combat power before.

One shot sent him flying five or six meters.

People are like sandbags in front of him.

Even the barbarian's undisputed number one warrior couldn't do that.

He kept having doubts.

What exactly did Chu Yun eat?

How could someone possess such terrifying strength? It completely defies common sense.

Huck gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Keep dragging it out.

He refused to believe that there was no limit to human physical strength.

Chu Yun's current ferocity is simply due to his initial explosive power.

If we can stall this long enough until he's exhausted, that will be the time to turn the tables.