743 The First Day (2/2)

The iron sword hit the head of the iron spear.

The head of the iron spear was smashed.

The iron sword continued downwards.

The iron spear bent.

The trajectory of the iron sword continued forth, as if it would never stop.

And it smashed upon the commander of the South Jin Kingdom troops.

His armor was shattered into pieces.

Second Brother ignored him and looked at the Martial Arts powerhouses leaping towards him in the air.

His right hand shook, and the sword cut from left to right.

This time, however, he did not smash down but did a smacking action.

Just like how one would smack a housefly.

The Martial Arts powerhouses that flew through the air like rocks encountered the wind caused by the sword. They turned into real rocks and were tossed in all directions through the wildlands before falling heavily to the ground.

Moments later.

The Martial Arts powerhouses stood up with some difficulty, propping themselves up with their swords.

The South Jin Kingdom commander regained hold of his bent spear.

Second Brother glanced at him expressionlessly.

A trace of despair and incredulity appeared in the commander's eyes.

There was a sudden puff as he coughed out all the blood in his chest.

Then, like a flaccid water pouch, he toppled over limply.

He laid out on the ground and spread out like a puddle.

All his bones had been shattered by the iron sword.

Then, the Martial Arts powerhouses in the distance fell one by one. Their bones had all been shattered as well.

Second Brother was covered in blood.

It all belonged to the enemy.

The blood trickled down the edge of his armor and gradually merged into a single flow, flowing to the five swords inserted in the ground of the wildlands. Then, the flow slowly seeped down the ground where the swords were plunged into.

Those swords were his booty.

So was the blood.

It was unknown how many swords he would plant before him and how much blood he would use to water them in this battle of the Verdant Canyon.

He ignored the blood on his body. Instead, he just quietly looked at the wildlands ahead.

Because the attack of the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army was still ongoing.

It was such a boring battle.

Killing people, and killing even more people.

The hoofbeats of the war-horses were so monotonous, the miserable shouting of the allied cavalry was so monotonous, and the sound of flute and zither that was no longer beautiful was so monotonous. It was monotonous because it was on repeat.

The sun in the sky gradually moved westward and gradually grew red.

The sun rays that shone upon the wildlands grew redder and warmer as well. On the wildlands of the Verdant Canyon, there were piles of corpses. The miserable crying in the pile gradually quietened, and all was silent.

Wildland in twilight looked as if it were painted blood red.

In fact, it was covered in blood.

From noon to dusk, the West-Hill Divine Palace coalition army had put in at least 1,000 cavalries.

The sounds of the zither and flute had never been cut off.

Because Beigong and Ximen knew that Second Brother did not have to move as long as the sound of instruments continued.

Second Brother did not move indeed.

He remained still.

Standing in his spot.

He did not take a single step back.

Because the Verdant Canyon was behind him.

And behind the Verdant Canyon, was the Tang Empire.

The sound of metal clanging suddenly sounded in the south of the wildlands.

The West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army had finally called for its cavalry to stop charging.

It was not that they could not take the loss.

But the generals of West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army had grown tired.

The disciples of the Academy were tired out physically.

The Divine Palace Coalition Army was mentally tired.

It was a tiredness called fear.

But there were people who never knew what fear was.

Ning Que had always thought that she was well suited to enter the Academy.

A figure clothed in red appeared in the wildlands drenched in the twilight.

Ye Hongyu's voice called out in the wildlands.

”Jun Mo, fight me.”

Second Brother looked at the blood red robe in the south. It looked as if it were about to catch fire.

”You are no match for me.”

With that, he picked up his iron sword and walked into the exit of the Verdant Canyon.

The shelter at the exit of the Verdant Canyon was littered with arrows.

Under the shelter, on the hob, was a boiling pot.

The water was boiling.

It was almost time for dinner.