Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

late!

The torrent of black-armored heavy cavalry has arrived!

boom! boom! boom!

The heavy tower shields slammed into the Northern Wilderness cavalrymen attempting to form a formation! Bones and tendons were broken! Men and horses were thrown to the ground! The eight-foot-long spears, like poisonous dragons emerging from caves, pierced fiercely through the gaps in the shields! Every thrust brought up a cloud of blood and shredded flesh!

"Ugh—!" A Northern Mang centurion was pierced through the chest by a spear and thrown high into the air! His body flew like a torn sack!

"Get out of here!" Meng Zhi roared like thunder! With a sweeping axe, a Northern Mang cavalryman who attempted a sneak attack was split in half, horse and rider! Blood and internal organs splattered all over the ground!

A torrent of steel! A relentless crush! The narrow pass instantly turned into a meat grinder! The Northern Wilderness cavalry were like straw caught in a meat grinder! They fell in droves! Crushed by iron hooves! Skewered by spears! Shot by poisonous arrows!

“Tuoba Hong——!!!” Meng Zhi’s red eyes instantly locked onto the bearded figure who was trying to escape backwards under the desperate protection of his personal guards!

"Leave it to me...!"

Meng Zhi suddenly gave his horse a kick! The dark horse beneath him neighed loudly! Like an arrow from a bowstring! Ignoring the fighting on both sides! He brazenly pushed aside the Northern Mang cavalry blocking his way and charged straight at Tuoba Hong!

"Protect the king!" A fierce gleam flashed in Yelulang's eyes! He drew his scimitar! With the last dozen or so of his personal guards, he fearlessly charged at Meng Zhi!

"Ants!" Meng Zhi swung his giant axe in a circle! With a sharp scream that tore through the air!

puff!puff!puff!

The scimitar snapped! Armor shattered! Flesh and blood flew everywhere! Yelu Lang, sword and all, was cleaved in two by the giant axe! Limbs and internal organs splattered everywhere! More than a dozen personal guards were sent flying like paper, their bones shattered!

Tuoba Hong turned around and saw Meng Zhi's devil-like figure! A huge axe dripping with blood! Stepping on corpses! He rushed towards him! The chill of death instantly froze his bones!

"No!!" He howled in despair, whipping his horse madly and trying to rush into the narrower pile of rocks ahead!

"Where are you going!" Meng Zhi roared, throwing the giant axe in his hand!

Woo——! ! !

The giant axe pierced the air with a shrill sound! Like a spinning windmill of death, it fiercely chopped down Tuoba Hong's back!

Tuoba Hong's soul was about to burst out! He suddenly leaned forward!

Tsk-!

The giant axe slashed past his back! The sharp axe blade tore through the black fox cloak! A trail of blood was left behind! Then it struck a huge rock in front of him!

boom!

Sparks flew everywhere! A deep crack appeared in the rock!

Tuoba Hong was still in shock! However, the warhorse under his crotch was startled by this thunderous blow and stood up!

"Ugh!" Tuoba Hong was caught off guard! He was thrown off his horse and fell heavily onto the icy frozen ground!

He struggled to get up! A giant foot covered in heavy black iron armor! Like a mountain! Stomped hard on his chest!

Click!

A clear sound of bone cracking!

"Puff!" Tuoba Hong suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs! His eyeballs bulged out! He stared in disbelief at the iron-like face above him, covered in blood and murderous intent!

"Meng...Mengzhi..." A roar like a broken bellows came from his throat, carrying endless fear and unwillingness.

Meng Zhi leaned over, his huge hand like an iron clamp, tightly grasping Tuoba Hong's throat! He lifted him up like a dead dog! His red eyes stared at the bearded face distorted by suffocation!

"You bastard! You plundered my Daqian supplies! You killed my soldiers! Today... I will skin you alive!"

"No... no..." Tuoba Hong kicked his limbs wildly, with only despair in his eyes.

Meng Zhi grinned fiercely! With his other hand, he suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist! The blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight!

"This knife! For my dead brother!"

puff!

The dagger fiercely stabbed into Tuoba Hong's shoulder blade! Rotating! Gouging out a piece of flesh!

“Ah——!!!” Tuoba Hong let out an inhuman howl!

"This knife! For my Daqian's arrow!"

puff!

The dagger pierced the thigh! A fierce pull! The muscles tore!

"what--!!!"

"This sword! For my black armored warhorse!"

puff!

A dagger pierces the abdomen! Stir!

"Oh...oh..." Tuoba Hong's screams turned into the sound of a broken bellows pumping air. His body twitched violently and dirty blood gushed out of his mouth and nose!

A fierce light flashed in Meng Zhi's eyes! He raised his short knife high and aimed it at Tuoba Hong's neck!

"The last blow! I'll send you... to see the King of Hell—!!!"

The knife flashed down!

The blood is soaring to the sky!

A head, its beard bulging, frozen with utter fear and unwillingness, flew high into the air! Then it landed on the icy frozen ground! Dirty blood gushed out from the headless neck like a fountain, splashing all over Meng Zhi's head and face!

"Tuoba Hong is dead!!" Meng Zhi lifted the bleeding head like a blood-stained battle flag and let out a roar that shook the mountains!

"Roar--!!!"

The Black Armored Cavalry roared like a tsunami! Their morale soared! Like a tiger among a flock of sheep, they frantically strangled the remaining Northern Mang soldiers who had long since lost their fighting spirit!

Massacre! A one-sided massacre!

Inside the pass, corpses piled up like mountains! Blood flowed like streams! The strong smell of blood and burnt flesh, mixed with the foul stench of sulfur, filled the deadly night sky!

The ruins of the Bone Burial Cliff.

Inside the king's tent.

Hua Yunhong's withered fingers tightly grasped a blood-stained parchment scroll (the battle report that Helian Tieshu had risked his life to send back). His narrow eyes trembled violently, reflecting the shocking handwriting on it:

"King Tuoba Hong of the Northern Mang Mountains...ambushed and killed at Yehu Ridge...beheaded..."

"boom!"

The parchment was thrown hard to the ground!

"Waste! A bunch of waste--!!!" Hua Yunhong's roar was hoarse and broken, filled with deep resentment and... a hint of deep fear!

His last chess piece! His hope of disrupting the North! The greedy wolf he had placed so much hope in... was beheaded by Qin Ming... like a stinkbug!

“Qin Ming… Qin Ming—!!!” Hua Yunhong’s withered body shook violently, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood! It splashed on the dark green dragon robe like a blooming poisonous flower!

He leaned against the table, breathing heavily, his eyes filled with madness and despair.

"I... haven't lost yet!" He suddenly raised his head, his narrow eyes fixed on the southeast direction! There, the dark gold scorch marks on the black iron gate flashed wildly in his mind like the mark of a venomous snake!

"Shadow Guard!"

"Here!" Several remaining Rotten Heart Willow Guards knelt silently.

"Take... the last three jars of 'Erosion Willow Miasma' mother seeds!" Hua Yunhong's voice was like a poisoned ice needle, filled with madness that burned everything. "Target the poison mark at the gate of Qin Ming's camp!"

"I will light the final fire that will burn me with my own hands!"

"I want Qin Ming to be buried with Tuoba Hong...!!!"

Inside the king's tent, the candlelight flickered wildly, casting Hua Yunhong's distorted figure on the tent wall, like a demon from hell choosing its prey...