I only wanted to retire, but I ended up becoming an extremely popular character.

Chapter 95 Inviting the Enemy into the Trap

Zod watched helplessly as his soldiers fell one by one on the charge, their blood splattering into the dust, their lives fading rapidly amidst the gunfire.

He knew clearly that preserving his troops was the absolute top priority if he wanted to survive and go further in this battle.

What they are currently encountering is only the vanguard of the Holy Kingdom; how many more enemy troops and how many more fierce battles will follow is entirely unknown.

In order to minimize casualties, he had to get close to the enemy's lines as quickly as possible, engage them in close combat, and disrupt their firepower deployment.

At this moment, no one can shoulder all of this for him; if he wants to survive, he can only rely on himself.

"Hitis, cover me!" Zod shouted suddenly to the left flank.

Hitis's marksmanship is excellent; even if she can only share some of the frontal firepower, it is enough to be the key to breaking the deadlock.

"Yes!" Hitis responded and quickly turned her gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger. The bullet left the barrel and accurately hit a Holy Kingdom soldier who was pointing his gun at Zod.

The Holy Kingdom soldier fell backward onto the reverse slope.

"Attention all personnel, suppress fire! Cover Lieutenant Zod!" Hitis ordered the soldiers around her at the same time.

Dozens of rifles fired simultaneously, bullets raining down on the Holy Kingdom's position, briefly suppressing the enemy firepower directly in front of Zod.

Several Holy Kingdom soldiers exposed outside the bunker fell to the ground, and the gunfire subsided for a brief moment.

In those brief few seconds...

Zod suddenly accelerated.

He exerted force with both legs, and his figure sprinted forward like an arrow released from a bow.

The imperial longsword in his hand drew arcs of light in the air, constantly deflecting bullets fired from the front and sides.

The metallic clanging sound was as dense as drumbeats, and sparks flew off the sword.

His running route took the shape of an irregular "Z", sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, his figure unpredictable.

This was to make it difficult for the enemy to track his movements and to avoid the dense hail of bullets as much as possible.

For bullets that cannot be blocked in time, the body is reinforced with "steel defense" to protect certain parts of the body.

Some bullets hit Zod's shoulder or arm, but only left shallow marks on his skin, and were bounced off.

Zod was like a wild beast, exuding a menacing killing intent.

On the Holy Kingdom's position directly in front of Zod, most of the firepower was concentrated on him, and bullets whistled through the air, but they still could not stop his advance.

His steps were steady, his gaze piercing, as if the bullets slicing through the air were nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"Is that Imperial lieutenant a monster?" A soldier from the Holy Kingdom, cold sweat beading on his forehead, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "I—I fired ten shots at him! And missed every single one?!"

"We have nearly two hundred guns! How could we possibly not even be able to stop a second lieutenant!"

"Damn it! Even if he's a lieutenant in the Imperial Blade Corps, he's ridiculously strong!"

"Yes, I've fought against the Imperial Blade Legion before, but I've never seen anyone this powerful and reckless."

"Damn it, I still can't hit it!"

"It's not that he couldn't hit them, it's that he blocked all the bullets!"

The Holy Kingdom soldiers facing Zod's charge grew increasingly panicked, their fingers gripping their rifles trembling slightly.

They hid behind the earthen slope on the reverse side, only daring to peek out and fire briefly during reloading intervals.

After all, if that madman really charged at them, they would be the first to suffer. It would be a lie to say they weren't afraid.

50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters————

Zod's figure, like the shadow of death, drew closer and became clearer.

His seemingly calm face carried a hint of anger, and his steps were swift, each one treading on the line of fear in the hearts of the Holy Kingdom's soldiers.

Just moments before leaping into the enemy trenches, Zod abruptly raised the Imperial longsword in his hand, drawing blood from within him...

Potential is infused into the blade.

"Ling Feng Po—"

He suddenly swung his longsword down.

In an instant, dozens of arcs of light burst forth from the blade, like countless sharp feathers that detached from the sword, tearing through the air and sweeping forward!

The strikes rained down on the Holy Kingdom's front line like a sudden downpour.

Some of it landed on the earthen slope, stirring up large amounts of mud and smoke, obscuring the view;

The other part precisely slashed at the Holy Kingdom soldiers who had been hiding under the reverse slope, firing a few shots and then retreating. Before they could retreat back into their cover, they were engulfed by the oncoming light blades.

This can be seen as a return gift for the special "attention" they have given Zod with firepower.

The dust had not yet settled after "Lingfengpo" was unleashed.

Zod's figure suddenly vanished from the spot, as if swallowed by the smoke of battle.

The next instant, he appeared in the Holy Kingdom's front line.

Dust churned behind him, and killing intent spread in front of him.

Zod raised the Imperial sword in his hand once more.

The pupils of the Holy Kingdom soldiers closest to him shrank in terror. They drew their swords from their waists and rushed forward, roaring, trying to stop this blood-soaked madman.

"Crescent Moon Slash".

Zod flicked his wrist, and his longsword slashed horizontally.

A crescent-shaped slash shot out from the blade, the crescent-shaped arc of light cutting through the air and slicing the first few Holy Kingdom soldiers in half at the waist.

They didn't even have time to scream before they collapsed in pools of blood.

Just then, a soldier from the Holy Kingdom stealthily approached Zod from his side and rear, a blind spot in Zod's field of vision.

He slowly raised the rifle in his hand, aimed the muzzle at Zod's back, and put his finger on the trigger, about to pull it.

"Flying Tooth".

Zod didn't even turn around.

He quickly raised his left hand and gently rubbed his thumb and middle finger together.

"Smack."

A crisp snap of fingers stood out abruptly amidst the hail of bullets.

The 'potential' gathered at his fingertips instantly transformed into a bullet almost invisible to the naked eye, striking the soldier precisely between the eyebrows.

The rifle slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. His body fell straight backward, and he died without being able to pull the trigger.

Meanwhile, below the earthen slope.

The morale of the Imperial soldiers was reignited after witnessing Zod charge into enemy lines alone.

Just as they had once firmly believed in this man who could lead them to victory.

This time, they chose to believe as well, without exception.

Encouraged, they roared and quickened their pace, rushing headlong towards the top of the hill.

They couldn't let their superiors fight alone.

On the flanks, Cassius faced much less resistance as almost all of the Holy Kingdom's main force was drawn to Zod.

He didn't miss the opportunity, leading his soldiers to break into the Holy Kingdom's lines and engage the panicked enemy in close combat—

Connected.

Hitis and her squad followed closely behind.

As she crossed the edge of the earthen slope, her gaze swept quickly across the battlefield. She raised her hand and shot down a Holy Kingdom soldier who was about to launch a sneak attack on Zod, then led her troops into the fray.