Final Volume Chapter 15
Chapter 15 of the Final Volume
While speaking, Huangfu Xiutai waved his hand and pushed the elder in front of him away fiercely. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. They didn't believe that the Sichuan Army would kill Jin Xuan for no reason. Even if Jin Xuan was really killed, there must be another hidden story.
However, they only had a vague understanding of the whole thing, let alone an investigation, and now they didn't know how to persuade Huangfu Xiutai.
Huangfu Xiutai separated everyone and continued to walk towards the Sichuan camp.
When he arrived at the Sichuan camp, the Sichuan camp was already full of Sichuan soldiers inside and outside. Before Huangfu Xiutai approached, a general from the Sichuan army took the lead and shouted, "Is it Elder Huangfu who came here?"
He looked forward. Not to mention how many Sichuan soldiers there were in the Sichuan camp, there were probably no less than 10,000 Sichuan soldiers standing outside the camp. Looking around, there were so many people that it was hard to tell the number.
Huangfu Xiutai continued to walk forward without stopping, and shouted loudly: "It's me!"
"Elder Huangfu, please stop. The king has ordered that our army camp will not accept visitors today. Anyone who attempts to approach will be killed without mercy!" The Sichuan general shouted coldly.
Huangfu Xiutai ignored his warning. Not only did he not intend to stop, but he walked forward faster. At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind came from the front, followed by a flash of lightning, and an arrow was nailed in front of Huangfu Xiutai's feet.
This was the Sichuan army shooting arrows at him as a warning. Huangfu Xiutai just glanced at the arrow in front of his feet, snorted coldly, raised his leg and stepped over, and continued to approach the Sichuan camp.
"Elder Huangfu doesn't listen to advice, so don't blame me for being rude!" While speaking, the Sichuan general raised his arm, swung it forward fiercely, and shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"
Buzz! With his order, a large black curtain flew up in the Sichuan army camp, covering the sky and the sun, and the whistling sound was soul-stirring.
The Sichuan Army's arrow formation was also extremely powerful. The Sichuan Camp near Dongfang Mansion was actually a large house with limited space, which was not suitable for the deployment of a large army. The power of the Sichuan Army's arrow formation could not be fully exerted. However, it was different at this time. There was an open area outside the Sichuan Camp, and the Sichuan Army had already stood in a neat formation. The arrow formation at this time was much more powerful and terrifying than before.
Huangfu Xiutai could see it clearly, and even he did not dare to be careless. He once again performed the spiritual combination of soldiers and armor, integrating the spiritual soldiers into the spiritual armor. Then, his arms and the spiritual armor on his back were transformed into shields. He lowered his body, and the three shields formed by the spiritual armor were put together, tightly fitting together to form a triangular cone, and at the same time, Huangfu Xiutai was firmly protected in it.
Ding Ding Dang Dang - arrows hit the spiritual armor, sparks flew, and crisp sounds continued. The Sichuan Army's arrow formation was dense and continuous, and there were also a large number of spiritual arrows mixed in it, one round after another, as if there was no end.
At this time, even the dust on the ground around Huangfu Xiutai was shot up so high. Looking around, there were flying sand and rocks, the sky and the earth were dark, and the sun and the moon were dim. How could Huangfu Xiutai be seen clearly?
The Sichuan Army shot out ten rounds of arrows in one breath, and the leading general raised his sword and ordered the whole army to stop shooting arrows.
When the dust and sand fog gradually dissipated, people pulled out the arrows on the outside in front, and the old man snorted, gritted his teeth and stood up.
Unexpectedly, Huangfu Xiutai could still stand up. The faces of the surrounding Sichuan soldiers changed at the same time, and they subconsciously retreated backwards. Before they retreated back to the Sichuan Army’s main town, Huangfu Xiutai stretched out his palms, and heard a burst of breaking wind. The spiritual armor at the fingertips of his ten fingers grew several meters, and the spiritual armor turned into spiritual thorns, accurately piercing the throats of ten Sichuan soldiers, and its sharp edge protruded from behind their necks.
Ten brothers died tragically under Huangfu Xiutai's armor and spiritual power in the blink of an eye. The rest of the Sichuan soldiers screamed and turned around and ran back. They had only run two steps when the spiritual thorns on Huangfu Xiutai's fingertips had already attacked their backs.
Pounce, pounce, pounce! None of the remaining Sichuan soldiers escaped, and all of them were pierced through the heart by the spiritual thorns and died on the spot.
The soldiers in the main camp of the Sichuan Army behind saw it clearly. The leading Sichuan general shouted: "Brothers, come together and avenge the dead brothers! Kill!"
"Kill——" The Sichuan general responded to the call, and the Sichuan soldiers swarmed forward and besieged Huangfu Xiutai.
They wanted to use the chariot tactics they used to deal with Guanghan Ting to deal with Huangfu Xiutai, but at that time there were a group of elders who restrained Guanghan Ting, and the wheel tactics were very effective. Now there is no one who can restrain Huangfu Xiutai, so there is no such thing as a wheel battle.
The arrow wound at the knee had an impact on Huangfu Xiutai, but his spiritual weapon was still there. Facing the Sichuan soldiers who were shouting and shouting around him, he was not afraid at all. He turned the ten spiritual thorns on his fingertips into two long swords and fought with them.
Although the Sichuan army had a large number of soldiers, they posed almost no threat to Huangfu Xiutai. Every time people rushed forward, they were swept by his two swords. He fought and walked forward. He didn't know how long he fought. When he looked up and looked forward again, the camp gate of the Sichuan army was already within reach.
He killed his way from the Sichuan army camp to the front of the Sichuan camp. He didn't know how many bodies of Sichuan soldiers he stepped on along the way. Looking behind him, the bodies on the ground were spread out for dozens of meters.
He stood in front of the camp gate, took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and thrust the long swords in both hands forward fiercely. With a click, the camp gate was like a piece of paper under his sword, and two large holes were easily pierced.
Huangfu Xiutai retracted the two swords in his hands, and two of his thugs grabbed the hole in the camp gate and pushed it outwards. Crack! He tore a large round hole more than one person high in the camp gate.
When he broke the door, the Sichuan Army behind him was also not idle, and they desperately slashed and stabbed him in the back with their weapons.
Huangfu Xiutai ignored him, as if he didn't feel anything, and strode into the Sichuan camp.
After entering the Sichuan camp and looking forward, there were more Sichuan troops here than outside, half of them were elite Sichuan troops, and half were guards of the Sichuan Kingdom. As soon as he entered the camp, the Sichuan troops, who had been ready to fight, took the initiative to attack.
He shouted loudly and fought with the Sichuan troops again, shouting while fighting: "Xiao Xuan, old thief, if you have the guts, get out of here!"
Hearing his shouting and cursing, the offensive of the surrounding Sichuan troops became more fierce, and people were completely fearless of life and death, just wanting to overwhelm Huangfu Xiutai with the advantage of numbers.
For Huangfu Xiutai's age, short-term battles are definitely no problem, but they are afraid of long-term protracted battles. He fought from the city to the south of the city, and fought for so long. It would be a lie to say that he was not tired.
He was now completely supported by the anger of revenge. The Sichuan soldiers around him rushed forward one by one, and Huangfu Xiutai killed them one by one. The two sides fought for more than half an hour. During this period, even Huangfu Xiutai could not remember how many rounds of attacks he had killed.
When he took a break to look around, he found that he had already killed his way to the vicinity of the central army tent of the Sichuan camp. Looking in front of the central army tent, the Sichuan army commanders headed by Xiao Xuan were looking at him.
Huangfu Xiutai, who was already exhausted, had bloodshot eyes after seeing Xiao Xuan. He didn't know where the strength came from. He rushed towards Xiao Xuan while waving the long sword on his arms, shouting: "Xiao Xuan, I will take your head today to commemorate the spirit of my junior sister in heaven!"