Warhammer Fantasy: I Have Total War System

Chapter 91 Fearless

The military exercise has completely degenerated into a slaughterhouse.

The black soil churned, the grass lay flat, and everywhere were broken halberds, shattered greatswords, and scattered armor pieces.

Shen Du's three legions were completely routed, with the remnants running around in disarray and fleeing in all directions, where they were viciously torn apart by the mercenaries.

The system notification appeared before Li Lin's eyes like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Even if he can no longer see the handwriting clearly, he can still understand the information the system is conveying.

The player's instincts allowed Li Lin to barely regain some consciousness amidst the excruciating pain.

He felt his mouth was filled with sand and grass roots, like two broken drums with their skins hammered through, and all that was left in his ears was a maddening buzzing.

He twitched his fingers slightly and realized he no longer intended to stand up.

Just when he thought he would rot and die in this black soil.

A pair of hands reached under his armpits and lifted him up from the mud.

Those hands were strong and warm, with thick knuckles and calluses typical of martial artists. There was a familiar smell between their arms, a mixture of dust and the stench of dried sweat.

"Axe... Shield and Axe?" Li Lin felt himself being dragged away from the Golden Gate warriors.

He turned his head slightly, and a blurry face appeared in his blood-red vision.

She is a short-haired woman.

It's not Xing Ganqi.

They look very similar.

The woman's silver, shoulder-length hair appeared somewhat distorted in the scarlet light, like transparent sunlight.

But what's most striking is her long, pointed earlobes, like two thin willow leaves.

"An...spirit?" Li Lin thought he was having a dying dream.

Given his current state, it's understandable that he's experiencing hallucinations.

Upon hearing this, the woman looked down and glanced at him.

Through the blood-stained vision, Li Lin saw her lips pressed tightly together, her eyes filled with reluctance, as well as a contradictory mix of contempt and disdain.

It's like a girlfriend who just had a big fight and broke up with her boyfriend is taking him to the ICU after he was seriously injured in a car accident.

It has the exhilaration of "good death!", but also the lingering feelings of the past that haven't been completely let go.

Her lips didn't move, and even if they did, Li Lin wouldn't hear them.

She simply held Li Lin's hand under her armpit, tightening her grip even more.

The two moved about thirty or forty steps away.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, like an invisible giant python opening its blood-red maw from behind, lunging at the two of them.

The woman suddenly turned around and blocked with one arm.

Li Lin saw a ring of water-like light patterns surrounding her, and then her whole body was like a reflection on a lake rippling with waves, instantly shattering into countless falling leaves and dissipating in the wind.

"Okay, I must have lost my mind." Li Lin fell heavily to the ground, landing face-first in the dirt.

The murderous intent behind him grew closer and closer, like a cold awl pressed against the back of his neck.

He instinctively rolled over, trying to support himself with his hands, only to find that his arms had already become two drooping tendons.

Left with no other choice, he could only shuffle forward with his chin and knees, like a maggot in a cesspool.

He seemed to have completely forgotten that he still had the option of "giving up".

Only one mantra remained in his mind: "I must hold them off."

"Drag it out until five terracotta figurines are grouped together."

"Drag it out until the Angel reaches level 16 with six divine items."

"We will definitely win!"

As the killing intent drew near, a blinding green light erupted once more from the distant ironwood forest, still three emerald green arrows imbued with the power of nature.

This time, the martial artists of Kinmen were well prepared.

He channeled his inner energy into his arms, planted his feet firmly in the ground, and unleashed a powerful punch that met the incoming green arrow head-on.

"You actually have the ability to control spirits!" The red-bearded warrior's voice was like a pebble thrown into a lake, quickly fading into the distance, giving Li Lin a little more time to survive.

He was pushed backward for thirty or forty meters, plowing two furrows half a person deep in the ground, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The arrow was incredibly strange and powerful, unlike any martial arts or magic he knew. Instead, it resembled the techniques used by the spirits in the Bright Moon Forest.

Even if one is a martial artist from the Golden Gate, being ambushed by an arrow of this power would not be a good outcome.

Unfortunately, the archers in the ironwood forest clearly lost their momentum after six arrows.

The demon who had transformed into a woman and sacrificed herself to block the attack also vanished without a trace.

Now no one will protect this lowly military commander anymore.

He looked at Li Lin, his eyes revealing a murderous intent.

When Yue Pengrui was hit by the Green Arrow, he had already used his internal energy to protect his vital points. It was Yue Pengrui who secretly interfered, causing this young talent from Shangyang to fall into a situation where his life or death was uncertain.

In this way, he could act openly and legitimately, claiming that Li Lin attacked first and that he killed Li Lin to avenge his lord.

No more constraints.

The red-bearded martial artist channeled all his inner energy, preparing to unleash it upon Li Lin, who was still writhing on the ground.

Li Lin instantly felt the hairs on his neck stand on end, and managed to increase the speed of his chin pushing off the ground by a few points.

"You think you can win that badly?" He had the feeling that he was a low-health lord being pulled away by players outside the screen. "Li Lin, you colluded with alien monsters and murdered your fellow disciples. Today, I will read the proclamation against Li Lin on behalf of the red-bearded warrior." He was interrupted halfway through reading the proclamation when he was interrupted by a series of ghostly wails.

"Oh, he's really going to die."

"Don't just stand there! Go save him! Who knows if his men will still pay us after he dies?"

"That's right, that's right. After being hungry for so many days, I really can't run anymore."

Rut and his horde of ogres, tumbling and crawling with blood in their mouths, charged from the other side of the battlefield, looking as if they hadn't had enough.

The other mercenaries, not as agile as these fat men, followed behind.

On a distant hillside, Jian Ping and his fellow officers, with bows drawn and arrows nocked, rode towards them with their attendants and guards.

"The military exercise is over! What else do you want to do?!"

"Continuing the fighting would be tantamount to murder and mutiny!"

"Stop him!"

The red-bearded man sneered. Whether they were mercenaries or officers from the Aurora Army who had come to his aid, no one here could stop him!

Just as he made his move, a shadow that blotted out the sky suddenly leaped from behind and crashed heavily in front of him.

"A black giant bear, three times the size of an ogre, descended from the sky, separating him from Li Lin."

The giant bear was nearly two zhang tall when it was on all fours, its whole body covered with black hair like steel needles, and the muscles on its shoulders were so taut that they looked like they were about to explode.

He wore a huge antler helmet on his head and had a thick array of animal bone carvings hanging around his neck.

The bear that came was none other than Gul'dan, the old shaman of the bear-man army!

"Bear God! Inu God!"

"Witness my actions!"

The red-bearded warrior didn't take this beast-like herdsman, who had no martial arts cultivation level, seriously at all.

His fist, imbued with powerful true energy, was about to smash the bear-man and Li Lin behind it together.

Unexpectedly, the giant bear neither dodged nor avoided the attack, but instead met it with a single slap.

The immense impact traveled down the legs of the two men and into the muddy ground, creating a wave of dark brown earth.

This Kurgan bear-man not only withstood the full force of the Kinmen warrior's attack, but his sharp black claws also tore through the warrior's protective aura, leaving five deep, bone-revealing bloodstains on his forearm.

A hint of surprise flashed across the red-bearded warrior's face.

"What kind of beast is this?"

The surprise and doubt quickly turned into anger.

"How dare those barbarians from beyond our borders harm me!"

The true energy surged forth, like thousands of silver needles piercing the bear-man's internal organs, causing it to bleed from its seven orifices and rendering its five senses useless.

The muscles were ulcerated, and the internal organs were pierced.

The dark, cold air, unique to the frozen soil of the north, suddenly swept over the old shaman.

He felt as if he had returned to that desolate place in his hometown.

The biting wind howled, and the ice, thicker and higher than the mountains, drifted slowly in the blizzard.

"Swoosh!" The red-bearded warrior bent his fingers, his hands forming hooks, and plunged them deep into the side of the giant bear's neck before tearing it apart.

The bear's entire lower jaw was ripped off, skin and flesh torn off. Its long tongue hung between the flesh and bone fragments, dangling down like a red-hot iron chain. Blood gushed out, pooling on the ground.

If a normal person suffers such severe injuries in succession, the pain alone would be enough to make them faint.

But this giant bear didn't.

In its remaining pupils, an even fiercer flame ignited, as if pain and death were some kind of fuel for its burning.

The giant bear's thick arms suddenly locked around the red-bearded warrior's waist, pinning him firmly to the ground.

Having lost its jaws for biting, it fearlessly used its broken head to smash into the martial artist's face.

a bit.

Two times.

Three times.

The Jinmen warrior's shattered protective aura was broken a little more, and his face began to be smeared with the bear-man's foul-smelling bodily fluids mixed with saliva and blood.

"You beast! You want to die so badly? I'll grant your wish!"

Another burst of invisible, needle-like energy pierced the giant bear's body, completely pulverizing its internal organs within its thick hide.

But it just won't die.

He dragged the Kinmen warriors into the mud, like two drunken men, tumbling and wrestling, rolling from one end of the battlefield to the other, plowing deep, seemingly endless furrows in the ground until the red-bearded warrior completely tore apart every piece of the giant bear's flesh, pulled out its everted intestines, and shredded them into a pulp. The shaman bear, leaving only a skeleton, collapsed with a horrifying satisfaction that horrified the warriors.

"Damn beast!"

"Damn it!"

The martial artist cursed and stirred up a storm to clean the dirt off his body. Just as he was about to continue his pursuit of Li Lin...

He was surrounded by a dense, dark crowd.

The Ersno bear-man wielding the Jade Halberd, the grinning man-eater, and the ghostly duelists hiding behind him had already surrounded him.

"Keep going, weren't you having a good time just now?" Lute licked the bits of flesh and scalp off the club.

"Many of those ogres in the mountains come to your Zhen Dan to learn martial arts. Ogres, learning martial arts? Can you believe it? Hahahaha."

"Come on, let us brothers see just how good the experts from the Zhen Dan people really are."