Chapter 530

After Han Xin jumped off the large rock.

He swung his blade and hacked down the two who were close.

The remaining Xiongnu, seeing Han Xin come down, muttered and charged at him.

At this moment, the Xiongnu didn't know what kind of madness had taken them.

They actually became fearless of death.

They charged at Han Xin as if they didn't care about their lives.

It gave the feeling that they wanted to use human wave tactics to kill him.

Fortunately, Han Xin had learned some footwork, otherwise he really would have been blocked and unable to move.

The Horse-Chopping Blade was too long; once someone got close, it could no longer exert its proper power.

Han Xin relied on footwork, swinging the blade, more footwork, and swinging the blade again.

Gradually, he wiped out half of the Xiongnu.

Finally, at the beginning of the decisive battle, even the Horse-Chopping Blade was no longer useful.

Afterward, he could only draw his broken blade and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

This resulted in all the Xiongnu corpses piling up.

It looked like a mountain of corpses.

Gradually, he was buried inside.

When he struggled to kill the last Xiongnu.

He was also almost exhausted.

He was nearly suffocated to death.

Han Xin could only struggle to crawl out of the mountain of corpses.

Finally, he crawled to a slightly higher place where there was still a little bit of air coming in.

Only then did he have time to stop and rest for a moment.

Later, he heard the commotion of Xiao He bringing people.

He was completely relieved, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see anyone coming to clear the corpses.

He could only struggle to extend one hand again to indicate that he was still alive.

Finally, a corpse loosened and fell off.

Only then was Han Xin able to reveal his blood-stained face.

After that, the scene just now occurred.

Everyone finally understood why Han Xin had so many bruises on his body.

It turned out they weren't from fists, but from being hit by stones.

This finally resolved the doubts in their hearts.

How could there be hand-to-hand fighting on the battlefield? It must be blades clashing.

This isn't a brawl; this is war!

This is a war where people die at every turn!

"Rest well, you are a good one."

"We will commend you in the army later."

Wang Li patted Han Xin on the shoulder.

"By the way, why are there dozens of Xiongnu here?"

Wang Li asked a question that everyone wanted to know.

After all, this place is desolate, so why did so many Xiongnu suddenly appear?

"I know!"

Xiao He finally reacted.

He had been worried about Han Xin's injuries just now.

He had forgotten about this matter.

Everyone looked at Xiao He.

They all wanted to know what was going on.

Xiao He pointed in a direction.

His face was vaguely excited.

"Just now, before we were surrounded, I saw a tribe in that direction."

"And with the Xiongnu present here, that location should be the Qiu Tribe."

"Because the surrounding area is desolate, except for that stockade."

"And the reason these Xiongnu appeared here is nothing more than two points."

"First, the terrain here is high, and they are here on guard."

"Second, they might have some mission here."

Wang Li heard this and directly took out the immortal artifact, the Thousand-Mile Mirror.

He looked in the direction Xiao He pointed. ===== CHAPTER 532 =====