newbobooks Chapter 1383: Instant Kill with 1 Knife
Chapter 1383: Instant Kill with 1 Knife
Half an hour later.
The camp of the Hadan tribe was peaceful and serene.
The patrolling soldiers yawned and chatted idly against the fence in twos and threes. They had no idea that the shadow of death had already loomed over them.
Inside the largest golden tent in the center of the tribe, the lights were on full display.
Batu, the leader of the Hadan tribe, known as the Wolf of the Grasslands, was embracing two beautiful women he had abducted from the Great Qian Dynasty, and drinking mare's milk wine in large gulps.
He was burly, with a face full of scars, and his bare upper body was covered with hideous scars.
"My beauty, pour me another cup!"
Batu downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, then roughly pinched the woman's cheek, causing her to let out a painful groan.
"Hahahaha!"
Batu let out a triumphant laugh.
He liked this feeling, the feeling of building his own happiness on the suffering of others.
Just as he was about to drag the two women, who were already terrified, onto the bed and enjoy them to his heart's content.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from outside the tent!
"Enemy attack——!"
"what?!"
Batu suddenly stood up from his seat, instantly sobering up considerably.
He shoved the woman beside him aside, grabbed the scimitar hanging on the tent, and rushed out.
When he rushed out of the golden tent and saw the hellish scene before him, he was completely dumbfounded.
Inside his camp, a raging fire had suddenly broken out!
Countless Daqian soldiers clad in black armor, like demons descending from the sky, were frantically slaughtering his people within his camp!
Those herders, who were just asleep, didn't even have time to react before the merciless blade took their lives.
Screams, wails, and the clash of weapons blended into a symphony of death.
"No! This is impossible!"
Batu stared at the hellish scene before him. His eyes, which were always filled with violence and ferocity, were now wide open, filled with incomprehensible horror and...fear!
How did they get in?
Where are the sentries outside the camp? Where are the patrols?
Why wasn't there any alarm?!
"Chief! Move quickly! The enemy has sneaked in from the back of the mountain!"
A blood-soaked guard scrambled toward him, his voice filled with despair.
"Our brothers are no match for them! They...they are a bunch of devils!"
Back mountain?
Batu suddenly looked up at the back mountain area, which he had always thought was the safest place.
Flames were shooting into the sky on that hillside!
Countless black figures, like tigers descending the mountain, surged relentlessly towards his camp!
At the very top of the firelight, a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a long black and gold dress stood quietly.
She was still wearing that exquisitely black phoenix-adorned gown, its five-zhang-long continuous train billowing like a giant black banner in the mountain wind. The colossal phoenix embroidered in pure gold thread on the hem, its eyes wide open in the firelight, seemed to come alive, gazing down with a look of utter contempt and judgment upon the hellish landscape being purified.
is her!
The Empress of the Great Qian Dynasty!
Batu's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.
He knew that he was finished.
"Chief! We'll escort you to safety!"
The guard held his arm tightly, trying to drag him out of this deathly place.
"Breakout?"
Batu gave a bitter laugh. He looked at the Daqian soldiers surging in from all directions like a tide, his eyes filled with nothing but despair.
"Which way can we break through? None of us can escape."
As he spoke, he shoved the guard aside and raised the scimitar in his hand.
"Even if I, Batu, die, I'll take a few of them down with me!"
He let out a beastly roar and charged madly toward the nearest Daqian soldier!
However, he hadn't even taken two steps.
A cold, emotionless voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Your opponent is me."
Batu turned around abruptly and saw a man dressed in black casual clothes who had appeared behind him without him noticing.
The man just stared at him quietly, a cold smile on his face.
That smile, in Batu's eyes, sent chills down his spine more than the most vicious curse.
"you……"
Batu was about to speak.
A golden blade of light flashed past his pupils.
Pfft——!
A huge head shot into the sky.
Batu's burly body collapsed to the ground with a thud.
He couldn't understand it until his death.
When exactly did this man appear behind him?
Lin Zhen sheathed his longsword, its blade spotless.
He didn't even bother to glance at the headless corpse on the ground again.
He turned around and looked up at the beautiful woman on the hillside who was casting a worried glance at him. A gentle and doting smile appeared on his face.
The battle ended quickly.
The 5,000 elite troops of the Hadan tribe were almost completely slaughtered by the surprise attack of 11,000 Daqian Iron Cavalry.
The entire Hadan tribe was engulfed in flames.
"Husband, are you okay?"
Murong Yan walked down the hillside and quickly came to Lin Zhen's side, her beautiful phoenix eyes filled with worry.
"What can happen to me?"
Lin Zhen smiled and pulled her into his arms, "They're just a bunch of chickens and dogs, they can't hurt me."
Murong Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. She leaned against Lin Zhen's chest, looking at the grassland in front of her that had been swallowed by the flames of war, but she felt no pity in her heart.
She knew that this was war, a fight to the death.
"Pass down the order to clean up the battlefield and take stock of the spoils of war."
Lin Zhen gave an order to one of the generals behind him.
"Take away all the cattle, sheep, and horses, as for the people of Daqian who have been enslaved by them..."
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
“Rescue them all and incorporate them into our ranks.”
"From this day forward, they are no longer slaves; they are the vengeful army of my Great Qian!"
"They are the vengeful army of my Great Qian!"
"An army seeking revenge?"
Upon hearing these four words, a strange light flashed in Murong Yan's clear and cold phoenix eyes.
She looked at the people of Daqian, who had been rescued from the inferno and ruins, their clothes tattered and their expressions numb. In their eyes, most were the bewilderment of surviving a catastrophe and the fear of the future.
Let them go and seek revenge?
Do they have the guts?
Lin Zhen noticed her doubts, but simply smiled and offered no explanation.
He walked up to the hundreds of people who had been rescued.
Most of them were young adults, their bodies covered with marks from whipping and branding, their eyes vacant, like a group of soulless zombies.
Upon seeing Lin Zhen approach, they instinctively knelt down, their bodies trembling with fear.
"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"