Chapter 36: Han Shui's Downfall!

  The Third Watch of New Year's Eve

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  I heard it.

  Firstly,

  The sound of a long spear piercing through armor and loosening the belt.

  Then,

  It was the sound of a long spear piercing through flesh and blood splashing everywhere.

  Then,

  It was the sound of the long spear splitting into two segments and falling quietly to the ground.

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  Afterwards, as the power was completely drained from this shot, I regained control of my body once again, but only very weakly.

  I stared at the two gun stocks that had fallen to the ground, and I was already speechless with shock.

  Is this really my marksmanship?

  Is this really going to decide my life and death with just one move?

  I can't believe it.

  No one present believed it.

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  "Ma Teng......" Han Jue's chest was already a bloody mess, the half-length spear hovering over his heart. "You've raised... a good son..." His whole body trembled, and he might fall off the horse at any moment.

  "Super son......" Father's voice was also trembling, "You......really......" He obviously couldn't believe that his fourteen-year-old son had defeated his old opponent who he hadn't beaten in decades, and it was within dozens of rounds, after several clashes with swords, a gun was inserted into the chest of Han Wei, known as the number one long knife in Xi Liang.

  "Chao'er, mother's enemy, it was you who avenged...". Eldest sister Ma Wen was excited with a hint of melancholy.

  "Big brother, you're too fierce!" Ma Dai was overflowing with excitement, and the little horse under him was excitedly circling around me.

  I turned back to look, and Pang De's pale face was full of astonishment, but his complexion had a fierce emotion; compared to him, Pang Tong looked more calm, probably because he was the only one who didn't understand how fierce my sudden shot was, but at this moment, he couldn't hide his unusual expression either.

  The old man drove the horse forward, slowly approaching Han Sui. Han Sui, who was barely holding on to the horse's back, had his eyes wide open and was panting heavily, "huh-huh" sounds coming from his mouth, clearly unable to speak anymore.

  "Korean thief!" The old man's face suddenly turned red and he shouted loudly, then burst out laughing, "Four years of waiting has made my whole family wait in vain! I didn't think you'd end up like this today!" The old man's face was filled with joy.

  Han's face turned darker and darker, until it was as white as paper. He opened his mouth, but still couldn't say a word. The remaining half of the gun handle on his chest was still trembling slightly, and the bright red blood was slowly spreading out. In just a few moments, his entire upper body had become a bloody mess, stained with fresh red blood.

  Han Cong's body shook, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned red, and he reached out to pull out the half-length spear stuck in his chest. His right arm waved in mid-air as the fresh blood from his chest continued to spurt and splash into the air. The horse under him seemed to sense the bloody smell in the air and shifted its hooves restlessly.

  "Hmm... " Han Sui curled his lips and chuckled, the sound seeming to come from his chest and abdomen, giving people an inexplicable chill. His left hand, which was as useless as a broken thing, weakly grasped the reins, but suddenly his legs clamped down on the horse's belly, and with a burst of strength, he jerked the reins!

  The fierce horse neighed, carrying Han's swaying body towards Lao Die, his right hand holding a long spear straight at Lao Die's heart!

  The old man's face was unchanged, but a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth. With a turn of his arm, the long spear stabbed out. Although Han Sui exerted all his strength and borrowed the force of the fierce horse's sudden charge, he ultimately couldn't surpass the still-in-form old man.

  With only a loud "clang", the half gun body in Han Sui's hand fell to the ground, and on Han Sui's body, another bloody gunshot wound was added.

  Like a lone leaf in the wind, Han Sui swayed on his horse, barely steadying himself. Just as he was about to catch his breath, he swayed again and finally fell off the horse.

  The warhorse suddenly broke free, let out a long whinny, and leapt forward with its front legs. Its two hooves trampled over Han's body as it galloped past, leaving behind only the fleeting sight of four iron hooves before disappearing into the vast expanse of fields.

  Tens of thousands of soldiers inside and outside the city stared blankly as the fierce horse galloped out for several miles before turning back to look at Han Xian, who was lying on the ground: This guy had already been shot twice, with blood gushing from his chest wound. After falling off his horse, he was trampled again by his own mount, causing his chest and abdomen to be crushed together. At this moment, his breathing was about to stop, his old face was suffocated to a dark purple color, and he had no more energy left.

  "Dead?" Old Dad asked dazedly.

  Ma Dai jumped off his horse and went forward to check Han's breathing, then touched his chest. He couldn't conceal the joy in his heart and loudly shouted: "Han has died!"

  Is he dead?

  He's dead!

  Behind him, 20,000 soldiers burst out in a cheer, and the land several miles outside the city seemed to be boiling instantly.

  The city within my walls was eerily quiet, with only a hint of ** on the city wall, before falling back into silence.

  The old man turned his head and looked at us with a bewildered expression on his face. He stared blankly at me, his lips trembling slightly as he asked in a hoarse voice: "He... really dead?"

  "Dead……" I rolled my eyes, hasn't this old man been stimulated enough? Just one Han Jue has died and he's already been struck like this. In the future when following me to conquer the world and slaughter the four directions, won't he often become stupid?

  The city gate suddenly creaked open, and the first general to appear was a man with a sly expression and light movements - it was none other than Ma Piao, whom he had met in Wuwei that day! He had thought that Ma should have been stationed at a more distant An Yi, but unexpectedly this guy had come early to deliver himself to death.

  I gave a wink to Pound behind me, indicating that he should come forward and get rid of Ma Wan. He had a solemn expression, raised his gun and rode forward.

  Ma Wan saw Pang De's face was not good, and his own side had already lost two main generals, the army's morale was scattered, he himself was also in a state of great confusion, hurriedly waving his hand and shouting: "Shoucheng old brother, I surrender! Surrender..."

  Pang De had no choice but to rein in his horse and look back at his father.

  "Do you know surrender now? Is it a bit late?" Old Dad just recovered his consciousness, and when he mentioned the miserable death of his beloved wife, his words were quite severe.

  "Hah," Ma Yun feigned a foolish smile and said, "We still have over 10,000 soldiers in our city. If we fight to the death, you definitely won't find it easy. Can you bear to let your 20,000 subordinates engage in another fierce battle?!"

  Seeing Lao Die's expression slightly eased, Ma Wan hurriedly advised: "Old brother, Han Zhong and his son are also dead, your revenge is also avenged, why not let things go? It's good for the soldiers on both sides..."

  "De Ge, shoot him to death!" I didn't want to hear the nonsense of this low-intelligence general from Xi Lian, and couldn't help but sneer coldly, taking a deep breath and shouting in a low voice.

  Although his tone was overbearing, Pong De didn't think twice and with his left hand picked up the longbow from under the saddle, while his right hand had already grasped a carved arrow. He narrowed his eyes and shot an arrow straight at Ma Wan, who hadn't even realized it yet. The long arrow had already pierced through his chest.

  "Ma Teng......" Ma Wan let out a loud roar, tumbling down from his horse with a thud, his eyes still burning with anger, "....your good son..."

  ...The old man's eyes looked at me with some surprise, possibly finding it strange that I ordered the assassination. He then glanced at Pang De, clearly even more astonished by his obedience. Finally, he turned to look silently at Ma Chao lying on the ground, sneered coldly and drove his horse to trample over him.

  The poor horse was scattered all over the place, only able to weakly moan on the ground, looking up at the iron hooves of his father's mount descending from the sky and ruthlessly trampling its fragile body. At this moment, it seemed as if he was the most pitiful person in the world, under the heavens.

  The old man slowly drove his horse, silently gazing at the surrounding soldiers, and coldly shouted: "Those who surrender will not be killed!"

  Deathly silence.

  Then came the dull thud of sparse and scattered golden spears clashing.

  The rain has stopped in the city of Yu...

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  We gathered tens of thousands of soldiers around Han Sui's corpse.

  A mangled and bloody body, almost unrecognizable as the same man who had dominated Xiliang for over a decade, his entire being a mess of black and red, wounds still gushing fresh blood that splattered the gruesome and filthy flesh around him.

  The old man fell into a daze again, with a hint of cold smile still lingering at the corner of his mouth.

  The elder sister's eyes were already filled with hot tears, the short sword close to her body was slashing forcefully on Han Sui's flesh that had long been ravaged, fresh blood splashing everywhere, big drops of tears falling on Han Sui's corpse that was still not completely cold, making the corpse look even more crimson.

  The short sword was only half a foot long, and it often brought out fresh blood and flesh together. Eldest sister's two hands along with half of her body were already a bloody red mess.

  She knelt alone at the front, although she was half-armed, but her clothes were all stained, which made her look extremely eerie.

  This scene of corpse abuse really left us men staring in shock.

  Pond watched his fiancée skillfully perform a precise technique on a corpse with a look of utter shock, feeling a chill run down his spine.

  Pang Rou, a gentle scholar, had never seen such a bloody scene before, and his pale face quickly rushed towards the small woods; even I, who had seen a bit of the world, was frightened by this brutal hatred.

  Han Sui's corpse had only a few pieces of good meat left, and his sister pulled out the short sword for the last time, pulling out the last piece of fist-sized good meat, staring blankly.

  Her shoulders kept heaving as if she were sobbing silently.

  His whole body was trembling slightly, as if he were laughing.

  I couldn't help but lean forward.

  The elder sister puckered her lips, opened her mouth, and bit down on Han Sui's flesh!

  "Sister! Don't!" In a flurry, I reached out and grabbed hold of Ma Wen's wrist as she grasped the sword.

  Grandma's, what's so delicious about this middle-aged man's flesh! He really thinks he's a savage!

  Big sister seemed to have not heard, her wrist borrowed force and momentum to swing backwards, and she threw me out.

  I fell to the ground with a thud, and Ma Dai hurriedly helped me up. But Father stepped forward and stopped Ma Wen's frantic actions.

  Ma Teng exerted a bit of strength and his hands tightly grasped the shoulders of his elder sister, who had regained consciousness due to the pain.

  I struggled in Mada's arms for a couple of times, but couldn't get free.

  No.

  My heart skipped a beat.

  That's not right!

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  The elder sister finally vented her emotions and stared blankly at Han Ju, who had been thoroughly humiliated by her, unable to utter a word.

  Only to see countless sword wounds rolling with flesh and blood, spouting outwards like a beast, as if entwining itself in battle; suddenly she sprang up, dashing straight into the small woods.

  Suddenly, the birds in the forest flew up into the sky, filling the air with a loud clamor.

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  There are still two more in the afternoon