Tens of thousands of iron cavalry, who once ravaged the distant lands and the proud warriors of the grasslands, at this moment, put down their pride. No, it is precisely because of their courageous pride that at this moment, they chose this way, without holding back, an exhilarating and unrestrained finale.
The Khan King's expression on the grassland was complex, watching the old man climb back up again in a blood-soaked state, he suddenly spoke softly.
"I envy them greatly."
The general next to him raised his head:
The Khan King's eyes were deep and quiet, as if through the opponent in front of him, he saw a far more distant place, that was the land behind the vast Western Regions, he said:
"The Central Plains never lack heroes."
The general replied: "But the people there are as weak as sheep."
The Great Khan King of Dichi nodded and said:
"Because the people there are always well-protected by the bravest among them."
Bowstrings made of tiger and leopard tendons slowly pulled open, with slight tremors, from south to north, from north to south, like wind, or like rolling thunder, tens of thousands of war bows shot forward, and further back, the angle of the arrows gradually elevated. In the distance, Lv Yingbo and in the foreground, the sharp and cold arrowheads reflected a cold light, filling all visible fields of vision, like endless starlight in the sky.
The Great Khan King of Dichi stopped his voice, urged his war horse two steps forward, looking at the elder supporting himself to stand, looking at Zhang Duo, who yesterday was deliberately attacked by a Fourth Rank master, his mental state already collapsed, his wounds constantly bleeding, yet he still struggled to stand.
The banner in his hand waved continuously in the windless and dry Heaven and Earth.
The Great Khan King of Dichi loudly said:
"You have proven your strength, you are the last member of the Divine Martial, if you die, the Divine Martial Mansion will completely vanish, and no one will know of your achievements, such legends should not disappear."
"Wouldn't it be a pity if the Divine Martial disappeared?"
Zhang Duo finally stood straight, exhaled a breath from his mouth, the breath carried the scent of blood—
"No... the will of the Divine Martial will not disappear..."
"As long as this world exists, the Divine Martial exists."
"Even a thousand years later, beneath the banner, others will gather under this will, that is the Divine Martial, our will, world, is indestructible."
The Great Khan King of Dichi said: "What use is there with only one of you?"
"But I have already received the order."
"Received the order?"
Zhang Duo spat out a mouthful of blood foam, slowly posed his stance, his body slowly sank, his scarred hands gripped the spear handle of the Great Banner Spear, then slowly separated from each side, his five fingers clenching, his eyes soaked in blood, vision already blurred, yet his sight still gazed into the distance. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel⁂fire.net
Took a deep breath, and stepped.
The already hoarse voice echoed in this place, exhausted.
This is a lone charge—
"While the Great Banner Stands, Divine Martial Stands!"
"I, Zhang Duo, accept the order of the Divine Martial Mansion!"
"Valiant old Qin, protect my land and rivers..."
"Blood does not run dry."
The old man's voice had already exhausted all his strength, drained all the heroic spirit that once turned the world, like a madman, like a ragged beggar, let out a lonely roar—
"Death does not cease, nor will the battle!"
His breath was already as weak as a candle flame.
His footsteps firmly stood where they were before, even with tens of thousands of iron cavalry, unable to take a step forward.
He fulfilled his promise, even when facing the strong army of the world.
Even if he was the last one.
While the Great Banner Stands, Divine Martial Stands.
The Army Banner That Never Falls!
The Great Khan King of Dichi closed his eyes, lifted his hand, stroked his heart, leaned forward slightly, then struck heavily.
"...Release the arrows."
The war bows of the Xiongnu Tribe were raised, then suddenly fired, the sound of bowstrings trembling like thunder, arrows breaking through the air, dimming the sky. In such continuous breaking sounds, all things between Heaven and Earth lost their meaning.
The Great Khan King of Dichi watched the old man in front.
He couldn't hear the other's voice, yet he heard it clearly—
That roar seemed to echo through Heaven and Earth.
It is those two words of the Qin people, truly a terrifying army, the Great Khan King of Dichi remained silent, the sound of arrows breaking the air suppressed everything, too dense and urgent, it seemed as if there was not a single sound, he watched the old man go to death, full of respect.
The flames in Zhang Duo's eyes reflected the arrows covering Heaven and Earth, a scene of tranquility.
In the silence of death.
But in this death-like silence, in the rolling yellow sand, among the suddenly urgent arrow break, a likewise hoarse response sound, sounded again.
Zhang Duo's vision suddenly concentrated.
The Great Khan King of Dichi suddenly looked up, looked towards the direction from where the sound came.
As if a myth once again appeared on the land, red flames soared into the sky, between Heaven and Earth, thunder roared, then in the whistling sound of chains, those flames, that thunder, that scattered starlight gathered, forming a gigantic Qilin, Qilin stamping its claws, then raising its head to roar.
Head raised in a roar, behind the Sword Pavillion, scorching light bloomed.
The sharp sword light instantly swept between Heaven and Earth.
In the fully liberated state of the Divine Weapon, even placed in ancient times, it was still the top weapon, a sword intent of the number one Divine Weapon in the world burned, turning all arrows to ashes, a figure appeared next to Zhang Duo, before the elder fell, his hand tightly gripping the Great Banner.
And so that banner was raised high once again.