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On the ninth day of the fifth lunar month, the scorching sun beat down mercilessly on the earth, as if to reduce everything in the world to ashes. On the battlefield, billowing dust rose into the sky, and the sounds of fighting, shouts, and clashing weapons intertwined to create a cruel symphony of death.

Li Xiao, the renowned General Zhenyuan of Lincang Kingdom, was now leading his troops into a desperate situation. General Mudar of the Azure Kingdom, having meticulously planned for this, personally led his elite troops, encircling Li Xiao's army like a surging black tide.

Mudar, mounted on his tall black warhorse, resembled a demon god descended from the depths of hell. Clad in gleaming black armor, the grotesque scar on his face appeared even more terrifying in the sunlight. A cruel and triumphant smile played on his lips as he looked down upon Li Xiao, surrounded by enemies, as if gazing upon a lamb to the slaughter. He raised his long sword high, swung it forcefully, and roared, "Li Xiao, today is your death day!" His voice, like thunder, echoed across the battlefield. All around, the soldiers of the Azure Kingdom shouted in unison, the sound waves so deafening it hurt the eardrums, as if shattering the very soul.

Meanwhile, on the flank of the battlefield, General Qi Ge of Fengyu Kingdom led his elite troops, lurking in the shadows like ghosts. Clad in dark green armor, Qi Ge's eyes were as cold as a frozen pool. He stared intently at Li Xiao, who was surrounded, silently calculating, "Li Xiao, don't blame me for being ruthless; all of this is for the benefit of Fengyu Kingdom." His soldiers, like lurking vipers, silently lay in ambush along the main roads, ready to pounce on any sign of reinforcements from Lincang Kingdom, cutting off Li Xiao's last hope.

Li Xiao, though facing dire straits, showed no fear. He held a long sword, its blade already stained with the blood of his enemies, gleaming blindingly in the sunlight. His eyes were resolute as he shouted to bolster morale: "Soldiers, the warriors of Lincang will never retreat! Kill!" His voice, like a booming bell, echoed across the battlefield, inspiring every soldier to fight bravely. However, at that moment, the cruel hand of fate quietly reached out to him.

Lieutenant Wang Meng, whom Li Xiao usually regarded as his right-hand man, now revealed his true, sinister nature. He suddenly turned his horse around, leading a portion of his soldiers, and galloped towards Qi Ge. As he ran, he shouted, "General Qi Ge, I, Wang Meng, am willing to serve you! From this day forward, I will serve you faithfully and without hesitation!" His betrayal tore a huge hole in Li Xiao's camp, worsening the already difficult situation. Seeing this, the Azure Kingdom's army seized the opportunity and surged in through this breach like a tidal wave.

Li Xiao was both shocked and furious. His eyes widened as if they were about to spit fire, and he roared, "Wang Meng, you despicable and shameless traitor! I, Li Xiao, have treated you well, why did you do such a thing!" But at this moment, the situation on the battlefield did not allow him a moment of anger or sadness. He could only suppress the anger in his heart and do his best to resist wave after wave of ferocious enemy attacks.

Beside Li Xiao, Xia Tong, who had always harbored malicious intentions, awaited the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow. Xia Tong, this despicable man and Wang Chong's cousin, had long been tempted by the interests of Fengyu Kingdom, becoming a malignant tumor lurking within Li Xiao's ranks. Just as Li Xiao was forced into a desperate situation by Mudar's army, Xia Tong finally revealed his true colors.

Taking advantage of Li Xiao's intense battle with a burly general from the Azure Kingdom, who was focused on the enemy in front, he suddenly drew a gleaming longsword from his back and thrust it with all his might at Li Xiao. Sensing the danger behind him, Li Xiao knew he was in trouble and tried to dodge, but the fierce attack from the enemy in front of him left him entangled and unable to break free, slowing his movements slightly. With a soft "thud," the longsword pierced his back without resistance, the cold blade instantly penetrating his body. Li Xiao groaned, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth, instantly staining his battle robe, a symbol of honor, crimson.

Seeing this, Mudar's eyes flashed with wild joy. He knew the perfect opportunity to kill Li Xiao had arrived. He roared, spurring his horse's flanks, and the black warhorse charged towards Li Xiao like an arrow. At the same time, he raised his long sword high, bringing it down with a whistling sound towards Li Xiao's head. Feeling the deadly threat above him, Li Xiao endured the excruciating pain in his back, and with his last ounce of strength, struggled to turn around, using his long sword to block Mudar's attack.

With a deafening clang, sparks flew as the two sharp longswords clashed. However, Li Xiao was already severely injured and weakened, his strength greatly diminished. Mudar's every strike carried overwhelming force, his blade incredibly sharp, each strike seemingly capable of cleaving the air itself. Under Mudar's relentless onslaught, Li Xiao gradually lost his strength, staggering, and sustaining several more gruesome wounds from Mudar's longsword.

Li Xiao knew he was likely doomed to die today, his heart filled with resentment and indignation. But he was Li Xiao, the Great General Zhenyuan of Lincang Kingdom, and even in the face of death, he would never yield. With his last ounce of strength, he raised his long sword high, let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth, and charged towards Mudar, attempting to take his enemy down with him. However, his body could no longer support his will; he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Mudar seized the opportunity, leaping high into the air. His long sword, gleaming coldly, slashed fiercely at Li Xiao's neck. A dull thud echoed as Li Xiao's head severed from his body; the renowned general had fallen. His blood gushed forth like a fountain, rapidly spreading across the scorching earth, staining the surrounding land a shocking dark red.

Mudar looked at the lifeless Li Xiao, threw his head back and laughed, his laughter filled with the joy and triumph of victory. Qige slowly emerged from the shadows, walking to Mudar's side. The two exchanged a glance, a barely perceptible glint of cunning in their eyes. They both understood that this breathtaking power struggle between the three kingdoms had only just entered its most crucial and brutal phase. With Li Xiao's death, the entire continent's situation was about to undergo a cataclysmic change.

Wang Meng watched as Li Xiao fell amidst the chaos of battle. Mudar's blade slashed down, blood splattering everywhere, and Li Xiao's body crashed to the ground. This scene, like a sharp bolt of lightning, instantly shattered the illusory hopes that had been fueled by betrayal in Wang Meng's heart.

His legs trembled uncontrollably, a wave of unprecedented fear washing over him. Scenes of life-and-death battles alongside Li Xiao flashed before his eyes. How many times had Li Xiao shielded him from an arrow on a snow-covered battlefield, the arrow piercing Li Xiao's shoulder, its blood staining the snow? And how many times had Li Xiao, facing an enemy force many times their size, remained calm and composed, leading them to break through the encirclement? But now, he had personally plunged a blade into the very man who had protected him countless times.

Wang Meng's lips trembled slightly as he murmured, "What have I done..." His voice was instantly swallowed by the clamor of the battlefield; no one heard the remorse in his heart. He watched as the Azure Kingdom soldiers cheered and trampled on Li Xiao's corpse, and a sharp pain pierced his heart. He suddenly realized that he had betrayed not only a general, but also a trust, and the camaraderie of comrades who had fought side by side.

At this moment, General Qige of Fengyu Kingdom rode towards him on a tall horse, a victor's smile on his face. But in Wang Meng's eyes, that smile was now incredibly sinister. Qige said, "Wang Meng, you did well this time. You'll be rewarded handsomely in the future." Wang Meng forced a smile in response, but inwardly he was screaming: This is not what I want!

His gaze involuntarily fell back onto Li Xiao's corpse, tears blurring his vision uncontrollably. He recalled Li Xiao's trust in him before the battle, the resolute look in Li Xiao's eyes when entrusting him with important tasks, and Li Xiao's meticulous guidance and care for him in daily life. These memories were like sharp knives, piercing his heart.

Wang Meng asked himself countless times in his heart why he had been blinded by self-interest and why he had betrayed Li Xiao, who was like an older brother to him. But now, it was all too late to undo the damage. Gazing at the battlefield stained with blood, he was filled with endless regret and pain, and could only taste the bitter fruit of his own making alone in this terrible consequence.