Chapter 1587: Cornered Beast's Struggle

ountless talented and charming men desired Su Jinpa's affection, but even Zhao Tailei had failed to win her heart, let alone others.And now, this mysterious bastard actually dared to brazenly ask Su J...Chapter 1587: Cornered Beast Fight

This is just like a complete river embankment, suddenly appearing a gap. If the gap is not filled in the first time, its hole will become larger and larger, eventually leading to the collapse of the entire embankment.

Luckily, even though the majority of the soldiers defending the walls were untrained civilians disguised as fighters, at least a small number of experienced veterans were there to lead them.

These seasoned veterans didn't need a commander to tell them what to do; they knew exactly what to do in any given situation.

Under their leadership, nearby Qin troops spontaneously surged towards the pass. Although some casualties were incurred, they managed to plug it in the first instance.

When the ladder was smashed by a boulder hefted by several Qin soldiers, taking more than ten Liao lives, the opening ripped open by Guzataylon was finally closed.

This also meant that Guzataron had truly become a lone soldier.

As the squad followed Guzatylon, their casualties grew heavier and heavier.

When the last member of the Death Squad died protecting Gaztaelon, Gaztaelon was already mortally wounded.

The blood on his body was thick, some from the Qin army, but mostly his own.

Guzataron, drained of most of his strength, was kicked in the chest by Wang Dazhao. He stumbled backward but stepped on a corpse with one foot. His footing slipped, and he had no more strength to maintain his balance. He landed hard on the ground with a thud.

Wang Dazi advanced one step, his long blade pointing at Gu Zatailong, and roared with laughter, "I told you, you're not enough! You're a defeated soldier!"

Kuzatylon raised his head, his face as savage as a lone wolf, and roared, "I refuse!"

"You have no choice but to submit!"

A flash of cruelty crossed Wang Dazhao's eyes. He did have the advantage of fighting on his home turf in this battle. All the soldiers around him were his own, even if they couldn't offer much direct help. Just having them there to shoot arrows and disrupt Gu Zatailon's focus would be enough to make him stretched thin.

Although it wasn't a fair fight, the battlefield isn't a stage. Where is there fairness to be found

"Strike me down!"

Wang Dazhao roared, his long sword turning into a streak of light as he slashed fiercely at Gu Zatailon's head.

Gu Zataolong didn't care about his image at the moment, and he rolled to the side as fast as he could in his life, barely dodging Wang Dazhao's strike.

Ouch!

Wang Dajia's long blade cleaved into the ground, and even the steel-hard city wall surface was hacked out with a huge concave notch.

Carrying a blade already sharpened, Wang Dazhao chased after him and struck two blows to the head.

Direct and to the point, no fancy tricks, every move is a killing blow.

Gu Zataolong took a deep breath and endured one round with all his might, but his left arm still received a cut from Wang Dazhao's sword.

With that strike, a palm-sized piece of flesh was cleaved from Guzatarlon's arm.

Such a large piece of flesh was ripped away, the intense pain causing Guzatalon to roar in fury.

Shouting in rage, the red-eyed Ghazathalon knew his time was up. He dropped his weapon and stood unflinching against the Qin soldiers' onslaught. In a blink, he was slashed seven or eight times, but Ghazathalon seemed like an invincible beast, roaring like a human monster as he lunged at Wang Dazi, embracing him. their pantry"Sometimes, for the same policy decree, a gentler approach, not aiming for immediate perfection, like slowly boiling a frog until it becomes accustomed to the heat, can have far less nega...