sbdcsierra Chapter 126 A Handsome Rescue
Chapter 126 A Handsome Rescue
The four were surrounded by Sima Xin and his ferocious soldiers, as if imprisoned in an endless vortex of slaughter.
The Qin soldiers around them surged forward like a raging tide, wave after wave.
Swords, spears, and halberds clashed in the air, forming an impenetrable net of death.
The shouts of battle and the clashing of weapons mingled together, deafening and chilling.
Shanzi, Xiaolie, Afu, and Shizi stood back to back, closely embracing each other.
Like four unyielding rocks, they bravely resisted the fierce attacks from all directions.
Their clothes were already stained red with blood, sweat and blood mixed together, sliding down their cheeks and dripping onto the cracked earth, splashing up beautiful, poignant blood flowers.
Sima Xin stood outside the encirclement, his eyes as sinister as a snake, staring intently at the four men as if he wanted to devour them alive.
The spear in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying a sharp wind and drawing silver trails in the air.
He gave the order: "Intensify the attack! Let's see how long they can hold out."
Upon hearing this, the soldiers intensified their attack, as if they wanted to completely engulf the four of them in a sea of blood.
The battle intensified, and the four men's internal energy rapidly dissipated like sand in an hourglass.
Their movements gradually slowed down, and each swing of their sword and each kick seemed to exhaust all their strength.
However, they gritted their teeth, persevered, and refused to give up.
Suddenly, Sima Xin spotted an opening and thrust his spear straight at Xiao Lie.
Xiao Lie couldn't dodge in time and was pierced in the shoulder by the spear, causing blood to gush out instantly.
He groaned, his body involuntarily kneeling on one knee, his face as pale as paper.
"Xiao Lie!" Shanzi exclaimed in surprise, his eyes filled with anxiety and anger.
He wielded his weapon with all his might, trying to break through the enemy's encirclement to rescue Xiaolie.
However, the number of enemies was simply too great, and he was like a giant stuck in the mud, struggling to move forward.
Seeing this, Afu also wanted to rescue Xiaolie, but Sima Xin swung his spear shaft and struck him in the waist.
He lost his balance and fell to the ground, his weapon rolling to the side.
He struggled to get up, but he was too weak and could only watch helplessly as the enemy approached step by step.
"Brother Afu!" Shi Zi's eyes widened in anger, as if they were about to spit fire.
He gritted his teeth and fought desperately against the enemies around him, his heart filled with anxiety.
However, he was also unable to spare the time to help the injured Xiao Lie and A Fu.
The situation on the battlefield became extremely urgent.
Shanzi and Shizi were tightly entangled by numerous soldiers and unable to escape.
They watched as Xiao Lie and A Fu were injured and fell to the ground by Sima Xin, their hearts filled with anger and despair.
"Xiao Lie, A Fu!" Shan Zi shouted, his voice filled with endless grief and indignation.
He brandished his weapon like a mad beast, trying to carve a bloody path through the enemy lines.
The stone gritted its teeth and fought back fiercely against the enemies around it.
He thought to himself, "I must find a way to rescue them!"
However, the enemy's numbers were simply too great, and their offensive was like a raging storm, leaving everyone breathless.
Sima Xin looked at the mountain and pebbles rushing towards him with a disdainful expression.
He sneered, "Overestimating yourselves. I'll kill as many as you come."
Having said that, he swung his spear, the tip of which, carrying a sharp gust of wind, pierced towards Shanzi.
Shanzi tried his best to dodge, but his arm was still cut by the tip of the spear.
Blood instantly stained his sleeves.
Shi Zi took the opportunity to attack Sima Xin, but he dodged it by sidestepping.
Then, Sima Xin kicked the stone to the ground.
Shi Zi groaned in pain, not daring to rest for too long, and rolled over to get up, enduring the pain while fighting back.
At this moment, the Qin army also swarmed forward, surrounding Shanzi and Shizi.
They brandished their weapons like mad beasts, trying to wipe the two men out completely.
Shanzi fought back against the attacks of the surrounding soldiers, shouting, "Shizi, watch out!"
His voice was quickly drowned out by the shouts of battle.
Just as Shi Zi got up, a soldier slashed him in the back with his knife.
He cried out in pain, and his body involuntarily fell forward.
Meanwhile, Xiaolie and Afu were still struggling against their enemies.
Despite his injuries, Xiao Lie gripped the sword tightly and swung it with all his might, his eyes wide open.
He roared, "Come on, you villains of Qin!"
Even if I die today, I will make you pay a terrible price.
His voice was filled with boundless anger and defiance, like a burning flame that wanted to devour all the enemies in front of him.
Afu's wound continued to bleed, and the bright red blood stained his clothes.
But he still clenched his fists tightly, fighting desperately against the approaching enemy.
He said through gritted teeth, "Even if I die in battle, I'll take a few of them down with me."
His eyes were filled with determination and courage, without the slightest hesitation or fear.
Sima Xin's face contorted with rage, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, and he roared viciously, "Hmph, then you can all die!"
Having said that, he mounted his tall warhorse and galloped toward Xiao Lie with an aura that seemed to want to crush Xiao Lie.
Xiao Lie fought back desperately, but he only had the cultivation of the Great Harmony Realm, which was far inferior to Sima Xin, who was in the Middle Yuan Realm.
Sima Xin gripped his spear, its tip gleaming coldly, and thrust it fiercely at Xiao Lie's vital point with overwhelming force.
Fortunately, Xiao Lie reacted very quickly and managed to defend himself with the sword in his right hand at the last moment.
However, the spearhead still pierced through Xiao Lie's right shoulder, and blood gushed out instantly.
Sima Xin showed no mercy, and with a sudden burst of power, kicked out hard.
Xiao Lie was thrown from the gun barrel, and his whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.
Seeing that Xiao Lie had been severely injured and knocked away by Sima Xin in such a short time, Shi Zi was extremely anxious and cried out in grief, "Brother Xiao Lie!"
Shouting as he fought back the enemies around him, he charged toward Xiao Lie without regard for anything else.
Sima Xin was unwilling to let Shi Zi go to the rescue, so he spurred his horse forward and blocked Shi Zi's path.
Sima Xin brandished his spear and sneered, "Want to save him? You'll have to get past me first."
Just as the Qin army was preparing to hack Xiao Lie to death with a flurry of blows.
A thunderous roar suddenly echoed through the sky.
A lithe figure streaked across the sky like a burning meteor, then suddenly plummeted from the heavens.
Like an ancient god descending to earth, carrying the surging power of wind and thunder, this figure swiftly descended from the clouds.
Every minute and every second was filled with unparalleled power and majesty.
The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and even time seemed to stand still.
The roar that came from the sky was like a great bell, reverberating in every corner of the battlefield, shaking people to their core and making their eardrums feel like they were about to burst.
The man stood tall and straight like a pine tree, surrounded by an immense aura of power.
It was as if even the space itself was being compressed by its imposing aura, becoming distorted and heavy.
In the area where Shanzi and the other three were, the figure was in mid-air, tightly gripping a gleaming sword in one hand.
Like a falling star, it pierced the ground with the force of a thunderbolt.
Wherever the sword tip touched, the ground cracked open with a roar, dust flew up, and gravel scattered everywhere.
An invisible, indescribable, and powerful force erupted from him, sweeping across the surrounding area like a surging wave.
"boom!"
With a deafening roar, it seemed as if the heavens and earth trembled at that moment, and the scene of mountains collapsing and the earth splitting apart inspired awe.
A violent energy ripple emanated from him, spreading rapidly to every corner like an invisible storm.
The Qin army, under the impact of this force, was like a leaf swept up by a gale.
They screamed and flew up, then fell helplessly to the ground, leaving countless dead and wounded, and a scene of utter devastation.
Sima Xin stared in horror at the war god before him, who seemed to have returned from hell.
The voice trembled violently with fear: "Spirit...Spirit King Liu Lingzhen..."
The Spirit King glanced at him contemptuously, a cold smile playing on his lips.
His tone was icy cold: "What a Qin state, what a Zhao Ying, daring to openly provoke and send troops to attack my Ling state, they are truly courting death."
Shanzi and Afu gazed at the figure of the Spirit King, their eyes filled with barely suppressed surprise and awe.
It was as if I had seen a beacon of hope, illuminating the path ahead.
Shanzi's voice trembled with excitement: "King Ling!"
Afu followed closely behind, shouting loudly, "King of Spirits!"
The Spirit King nodded slightly, his eyes filled with unwavering determination and domineering presence.
"With me here, I will protect every inch of my Ling Kingdom and prevent any enemy from trampling on it."
Their troops traveled at breakneck speed, day and night, and after ten days of arduous journey, finally arrived at Nanming County on the southern border.
General Li Zhi, who was guarding the city, witnessed the arrival of King Ling from the city wall, and felt an indescribable excitement and exhilaration.
Faced with the Qin army pressing in like dark clouds, his momentum overwhelming, he seemed to be infused with boundless strength, and he commanded his soldiers to fight even more fiercely.
He shouted: "Soldiers, King Ling has come to our aid! For our homeland, for our glory, follow me into battle and fight to the death to defend our land!"
Inspired by Li Zhiyi, the more than 1,000 soldiers marched down the mountain like tigers, unstoppable.
They engaged in a thrilling and bloody battle with the Qin army.
On the battlefield, swords clashed and battle cries shook the heavens and the earth; a battle that would determine the fate of the Ling Kingdom was unfolding in full swing.