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Snap!

The already damaged cast iron breastplate could no longer withstand such concentrated destructive force and shattered into several pieces on the spot.

The steel short arrow pierced through the unprotected inner leather armor with unstoppable force, embedding itself deeply into the centurion's chest.

"Ugh!"

The centurion let out a piercing cry of pain, his burly body convulsing violently as he fell heavily from his warhorse, crashing into the cold snow, blood gushing out from his shattered armor.

"The centurion has succeeded! Slaughter these barbarians!" Seeing this, Tie Niu's morale soared, and he swung his battle axe even more fiercely.

Xu Qingshan threw away the short crossbow in his hand and gripped the hilt of the battle sword at his waist.

He strode toward the barbarian general lying in a pool of blood, his eyes cold as ice.

The heavy armor has been breached; now it's time for the decapitation.

However, this centurion, who had spent many years fighting in the Black Wolf tribe, possessed a vitality far exceeding that of ordinary people.

He coughed up another mouthful of blood, but somehow managed to push himself up from the snow pit with one hand.

The short arrow that pierced the chest did not hit the heart, but instead became lodged between the ribs.

"You cunning, shrewish rat! I'll skin you alive!"

The centurion's single eye was bloodshot, and he roared like a wounded beast in dire straits.

He pulled out the spiked club beside him, ignoring the blood gushing from his chest, and strode forward like a raging mountain of flesh, crushing down on Xu Qingshan.

The spiked club, accompanied by a whistling sound, came crashing down, as if to smash the young man in front of him and the snow on the ground into a bloody pulp.

Xu Qingshan's pupils contracted slightly.

Faced with such a tangible and violent pressure, he did not choose to retreat.

With the support of the system's Qi and blood, his physique has long surpassed that of ordinary soldiers, and the intermediate sword technique has given him the extreme ruthlessness of dancing on the edge of life and death.

If you retreat, you will fall into the opponent's frantic combo.

Only forward!

Xu Qingshan suddenly exerted force with his feet, his figure like a lightning bolt cutting through the wind and snow, charging straight towards the falling wolf-tooth club.

Just as the wind was about to hit the top of his head.

Xu Qingshan's body tilted extremely to the right at an illogical angle, almost sliding along the ground.

The thick spiked club grazed his left shoulder and slammed into the snow, creating a large crater and sending ice shards flying.

Using the momentum of his slide, Xu Qingshan instantly cut into the centurion's inner circle.

"die!"

The centurion was terrified. He tried to pull back his spiked club, but it was too late. He roared and grabbed at Xu Qingshan's throat with his large, fan-like hand.

But Xu Qingshan's knife was faster than his hand.

The blade was drawn, emitting a clear dragon's roar.

Using the momentum of his sprint, Xu Qingshan gripped the knife with both hands and moved it upwards, transforming it into a desolate crescent moon.

Instead of cutting through the broken armor on the enemy's chest, he viciously slashed at the centurion's exposed and defenseless carotid artery, which was exposed when the centurion raised his arm.

puff!

The sound of the blade slicing through flesh and severing blood vessels could be clearly heard in the wind and snow.

The centurion's movements froze instantly.

His large hand, which was less than half a foot from Xu Qingshan's throat, fell limply to the ground.

A crimson line of blood rapidly expanded on his neck, followed by scalding blood gushing out like a fountain, splashing onto Xu Qingshan's cold and stern face.

The centurion's one eye widened in disbelief and resentment, and his massive body collapsed to the ground like a crumbling iron tower.

[A barbarian centurion has been killed.]

[Military merit +20.]

[My Qi and blood have greatly improved; my current physique has reached the threshold for a martial artist.]

Hearing the system notification in his mind and feeling the surging power within him like a river bursting its banks, Xu Qingshan did not stop for a moment.

He stepped on the centurion's corpse, raising his steel scimitar high in the air.

"Snap!"

With a swift stroke, the centurion's head, adorned with a leather cap, was severed.

Xu Qingshan, carrying the bleeding head, leaped onto the dilapidated car and held it high in the wind and snow.

"Your commander is dead!"

Xu Qingshan's voice, filled with powerful energy, echoed like thunder in the open space in the center of Black Stone Fortress.

The barbarian guards, who were engaged in a fierce battle with Tie Niu and the others, instinctively turned their heads to look.

When they saw the one-eyed head that Xu Qingshan was holding, everyone's pupils contracted instantly, and the ferocity on their faces was replaced by endless panic.

"The centurion is dead!"

"Our commander has fallen in battle!"

Panic spread rapidly through the barbarian army like a plague.

The barbarian heavy infantry, who had been desperately ramming the inner gate of the fortress, also stopped what they were doing. The death of their commander meant that the operation to raid the fortified villages in the south had completely failed, and it also meant that they had lost their unified command.

"kill!"

Upon seeing this, Tie Niu let out a deafening roar and cleaved a stunned barbarian guard in two with his battle axe.

In the alleyway on the south side, Xiao Hongluan keenly sensed the chaos in the enemy's formation and immediately led eighty remnants of the Daqian army in a counterattack.

"Kill them all!"

The remaining soldiers, their morale soaring, pounced on the barbarian army, which had lost its will to fight, like tigers descending from the mountain.

Besieged on both sides, the commander-in-chief was killed in battle.

The Black Wolf Tribe's elite troops, who once struck fear into the hearts of border guards, have completely broken down psychologically.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Someone shouted out in a strange, distorted language.

The remaining barbarian cavalry, no longer concerned with attacking the city, turned their horses around, abandoning the heavy siege timbers and the corpses of their comrades, and scrambled towards the breach in the north gate of Blackstone Castle.

"Don't pursue a cornered enemy! Stay put and maintain vigilance!"

Xu Qingshan stood on the broken cart and shouted loudly to stop the soldiers who wanted to give chase.

Although the enemy force was defeated, it was still a large force of several hundred men.

If they pursue too far, the enemy will discover that the outer wall defenses are weak, and if they launch a counterattack, the consequences will be unimaginable.

As the barbarian army fled, Blackrock Fortress gradually returned to calm.

Only the howling of the wind and snow, and the occasional groans of wounded soldiers echoed in the night sky.

Xu Qingshan, carrying the commander's head, leaped off the broken cart.

More than a hundred remnants of the Daqian army, who had fought valiantly, quickly gathered around him.

Everyone was covered in bruises, but their backs were ramrod straight, and their eyes were filled with fervent awe as they looked at Xu Qingshan.

They did it.

With a mere hundred or so remnants of the defeated army, they not only held the outer wall but also routed the main force of the Black Wolf tribe head-on and killed their centurion!

This achievement is enough to make one stand out from the crowd, even on the entire border of the Great Qian Dynasty.

"The centurion is mighty!"

Iron Bull raised his battle axe high and let out a roar.

"The centurion is mighty!"

More than a hundred fierce soldiers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the night sky.

Amidst the deafening cheers.

The inner fortress's fine iron gate, which had been tightly shut for most of the night, slowly opened with a dull creaking sound.