"Horses, too many, it's a herd of horses!"
This is where the ancient Loulan kingdom of the Western Regions vanished years ago, a desolate expanse spanning a thousand miles. Wild horses are intelligent creatures; they wouldn't come to forage in such a remote place.
Yet now, a herd of horses appears here.
In fact, warnings were no longer necessary. Amidst the clear sky between Heaven and Earth, a thunderous and vast sound rolled in like rushing thunder. Sheng Zhehan looked to that side, and from afar, he could see a line — an immense colossus of dust rising like a rolling earth dragon or gigantic serpent, heading straight forward.
Anything in its path was utterly destroyed.
The marks left behind by that brilliant kingdom a thousand years ago had already decayed. Over the long stretch of time, the ambitions and desires of heroes, the love and hatred of mere mortals, all would be annihilated and disappear. The ending of the story leaves only ruins, and now even these remnants are completely obliterated under the charge of the present Iron Cavalry.
Above the firmament, a lone wolf's military soul howled.
One of the Xiongnu's eight major tribes.
The Dichi clan king, Dichi Iron Guard!
Sheng Zhehan grit his teeth. At this moment, both he and Lv Yingbo felt the oppressive terror sweeping over them. The opponent highly valued the Zhan Lu Sword, and although they couldn't mobilize grandmaster experts, it didn't mean their determination to seize the sword was weakened in the slightest.
The Dichi Iron Guard, elite iron cavalry.
At this instant, there was only one thought in Sheng Zhehan's mind — they absolutely couldn't withstand it. They must retreat. They must retreat. The Xiongnu's elite warhorses, unmatched under Heaven, stood over two meters high, weighed over three thousand pounds, terrifying monsters charging with a speed like a storm.
Even middle Third Rank martial artists must retreat from such a sharp edge.
His limbs were ice-cold.
And at this moment, behind them, on the colossal building that had always stood silently, a yellow mist suddenly radiated. Eight thick black chains swayed and vibrated, producing crisp sounds.
Fierce Sword Qi, with burning flames and starlight, soared into the sky.
A tall martial artist from the Bokel Family looked at Sheng Zhehan and said:
Sheng Zhehan struggled internally for a long time. Before him, the extraordinary sight, the Blade Madman had already succeeded. If they stayed to face the charge, they were doomed. Legends say the most important things come to mind before death, yet he remained unconcerned. In that moment, countless images flashed through his mind like the wind.
A rebellious and proud youth, venturing through the Jianghu in his younger days.
Indulging in pleasures, his sharp edges gradually worn down by the Jianghu, caring for nothing but his own life, he would even kneel without hesitation for it. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel⸺fire.net
Sheng Zhehan closed his eyes.
Is there anything more important than life, Father?
Under the gaze of all his subordinates, he slowly raised his hand, looked towards the direction of the eight thousand iron cavalry, and took a deep breath. His body, stiff from fear, seemed to gain strength anew. He lifted his bow and arrow, aiming at the firmament, with a gradually less timid expression than before.
Blade Madman, should I die here, please take care of my family.
The words left his lips.
In a few moments of thought, his voice was already hoarse as smoke, resolute as iron.
After several breaths of silence, dozens of triumphs lifted, facing the emergent phenomenon, the sword-shaped building of rattling chains, and directly faced the oncoming eight thousand iron cavalry, like dozens of ants overestimating themselves.
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