xymnovel Chapter 68: Another Defeat Against Qin Lin, Several Generals Slain
Chapter 68: Another Defeat Against Qin Lin, Several Generals Slain
"Hey! You barbarian chieftain! Cease your arrogance! Qin Lin is here. Do you dare to fight me?"
He roared like thunder, his voice hoarse with anger, yet carrying an undeniable resolve.
Before he finished speaking, he spurred his horse, and the warhorse neighed and broke away from the main force. Like an arrow released from a bow, it charged against the fleeing crowd and headed straight for the arrogant Huli Changsheng!
"Qin Lin's skill, Golden Mace, Valiant, activated!"
Golden Mace:
Effect 1: Increases attack power by 5 when activated.
Effect 2: When wielding a mace in combat, attack power increases by 5; if wielding a golden mace, attack power increases by 1.
Effect 3: When activated, suppresses the opponent's attack power by 1-5 points.
Fierce and brave:
Effect 1: Elite, increases attack power by 3 when activated, can be activated three times.
Effect 2: Courage, when charging forward, suppresses the opponent's strength by 1-5 points.
Currently, the Golden Mace is +11, Valor is +9, Golden Mace is +1, and Warhorse is +1, bringing the total to 129.
Just as Huli Changsheng was about to send a Xia army captain flying with his spear, along with his flag, he turned his head at the sound and caught a glimpse of Qin Lin charging alone.
Seeing that the opponent was not wielding a long weapon, but only double maces, and that although the armor was well-made, it was not the pure heavy cavalry attire of Yuchi Wei, the disdain and indifference in his eyes almost materialized.
He didn't even bother to adjust his charging direction. He simply slung the Silver Moon Snow Scale Spear behind his back and, taking advantage of the momentum of the Snow Jade Qilin Beast's charge, unleashed a fierce "reverse spear" strike!
This shot, seemingly casual, was actually incredibly fast, accurate, and ruthless! The spear tip tore through the air, emitting a piercing shriek, and the accompanying cold light surged instantly, pointing straight at Qin Lin's heart.
Before the gun even arrived, the chilling killing intent and coldness, like a blizzard in the dead of winter, swept over Qin Lin, making the air around him seem to freeze, causing him to gasp for breath and feel a sharp pain on his exposed skin.
Qin Lin's pupils contracted sharply, a warning screaming in his heart. He knew he couldn't dodge this spear, nor could he! The only option was to block it head-on!
In an instant, he concentrated all his strength and even his life's martial arts skills into his arms, crossed his gilded maces in front of his chest, and roared as he met that deadly cold star!
"clang--!!!!"
A deafening roar, even more terrifying than Yuchi Wei's attack, erupted! This time, it was a true clash between divine weapon and ordinary iron!
The instant they made contact, Qin Lin felt as if he had been struck head-on by a rushing iceberg!
An unimaginable force surged along the double maces like a tidal wave. His arm bones groaned under the unbearable pressure. Instead of splitting open, his skin and flesh tore open instantly, and blood gushed out like a fountain!
The pair of imperial golden maces were jolted out of their hands, transforming into two golden rainbows that spun and crashed far away into the muddy pool of blood, their surfaces quickly covered in white frost.
"puff--!"
Qin Lin was struck dumb, and he could no longer suppress the urge to spit out a mouthful of blood, which turned into a cloud of blood mist in front of him. Some of the blood splashed onto the cold breastplate and quickly congealed.
His warhorse let out a mournful neigh, staggered, and stumbled backward seven or eight steps, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Even more terrifying was the chill that invaded his body, which instantly spread throughout his limbs and bones, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His meridians were stinging, his limbs were stiff and numb, and he could barely hold onto the reins.
One strike! Just one strike! The commander of the Great Xia Imperial Guard, wielding the imperial golden mace, and with grief, anger, and fierce courage, struck with all his might, only to end up with his weapon falling from his hand, vomiting blood, being severely injured, and suffering from a chilling aura!
A flash of cold light appeared in Huli Changsheng's eyes, as if he had casually swatted away an annoying flying insect. He didn't even pause because of Qin Lin's identity; the momentum of the Snow Jade Qilin Beast's charge increased rather than decreased, closing in instantly.
The Silver Moon Snowscale Spear drew a simple yet deadly arc in the air, its tip gleaming with a tangible cold light, and thrust out once more with a resolute determination to pierce through everything!
This time, the target was Qin Lin's throat, which was slightly lowered and completely unprotected due to vomiting blood!
Fast! Ruthless! Precise! No fancy moves, just pure killing!
Qin Lin had barely managed to regain a sliver of consciousness from the dizziness of the powerful impact and the chilling air when he saw that deadly cold star rapidly magnify before his eyes. The shadow of death coldly descended.
He tried to turn to the side, but his limbs were stiff and wouldn't obey him; he tried to block, but his hands were empty.
A profound sense of powerlessness and despair instantly gripped his heart.
"General Qin, do not panic! We are here!"
At the critical moment, several loud shouts, like thunderclaps, rang out from the side!
Seeing their commander in grave danger, several Xia army generals in the formation were filled with rage. Although they knew they were no match for the enemy, they disregarded their own safety, spurred their warhorses, and charged forward from different directions!
On the left flank, Commander Wang De, his beard and hair bristling, his eyes bloodshot, roared. He was originally a subordinate of Qin Lin, having received Qin Lin's patronage; now, seeing his benefactor on the brink of death, he roared wildly...
With the strongest force of his life, he unleashed the twelve-foot iron spear in his hand, disregarding the wide-open back, the spear tip tearing through the air, aiming straight for Hulü Changsheng's vital point in the back! This was a suicidal tactic, solely to force the enemy to retreat and save himself.
Wang De
Strength: 105, Command: 80, Intelligence: 76, Politics: 70
On the right flank, Centurion Zhang Meng is the most fierce in temperament.
Zhang Meng
Strength: 106, Command: 78, Intelligence: 76, Politics: 75
Seeing Wang De thrust straight at him, he felt the mounted combat wasn't fast enough. Just as his horse was about to pass the Snow Jade Qilin beast, he suddenly leaped from his saddle.
Like a tiger pouncing on its prey, he raised his heavy ring-pommel sword high with both hands, and using the momentum of his fall, he slashed down with all his might at the relatively weak point of Hulü Changsheng's armor where his shoulders and neck connected! The wind from the sword howled, and the force was immense.
At the same time, three loyal and brave captains, leading dozens of Qin Lin's personal guards, had already charged forward with bloodshot eyes. They did not hope to injure the enemy, but only wanted to use their flesh and blood to entangle this god of death for a moment.
"Protect the general!"
"Stop him!" Amidst the roars, swords and spears were raised, and they rushed towards Hulü Changsheng and several Sun Chasing Guards beside him without regard for anything else. Some even tried to grab the legs of the Snow Jade Qilin Beast.
Huli Changsheng sensed the fierce killing intent coming from behind and to both sides, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
Killing the enemy commander was certainly a remarkable achievement, but as a veteran of countless battles, he knew that if he were to be hit by such a fearless and relentless attack, even he would be injured.
In a flash, he weighed the pros and cons, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, but ultimately he was unwilling to trade injury for life.
The spear aimed at Qin Lin's throat suddenly stopped, and then swung back with an agility and strength that defied common sense!
"Even a grain of rice can shine?" The cold sneer seemed to come from the deepest hell.
He didn't even turn around completely; with a flick of his wrist, the Silver Moon Snowscale Spear, like a serpent's tail, delivered a precise "Bang" strike backward, the shaft slamming hard against the side of the iron spear tip that Wang De was thrusting at.
"Snap! Pfft—!"
The spearhead, forged from refined iron, was shattered by this strike, which contained extreme cold and immense force!
A terrifying force surged through the gun barrel, causing Wang De's arm bones to crack with a sickening sound. He was thrown into the air, horse and all, as if struck by a giant wave, flying several feet backward before crashing heavily to the ground.
When he landed, his body was covered with a layer of pale frost, and he was completely lifeless. He died instantly from the shock and the cold!
Almost simultaneously, the Snow Jade Qilin beast beneath Hulü Changsheng leaped lightly to the side and forward as if it were a spirit, like a weightless snowflake, just barely dodging Zhang Meng's thunderous leaping strike.
Zhang Meng's slash missed its mark; his old strength was exhausted, and no new strength had been generated. He was suspended in mid-air with nowhere to gain leverage.
Hulü Changsheng didn't even turn around to look, and smoothly thrust his swirling spear backward!