Chapter 1568: Xingtian Retreats

The battle situation became increasingly deadlocked, and Soldiers began to fall one after another. The death rate of the Xuanyuan Tribe Soldiers was even higher because they did not have such good equipment. When facing equally ordinary Xingtian Tribe Soldiers, they could rely on their own advantages to gain the upper hand, but they were mostly fighting multiple opponents at once, and they also had to face the elites of the Xingtian Tribe.

Although the Huaxia Soldiers were also fighting one against many, they coordinated with each other better. In their daily training, they had already become accustomed to cooperating with their comrades-in-arms. Added to the armor on their bodies and their relatively superior Shields, they would not obviously fall into a disadvantage when facing more numerous opponents who were also elites of the Xingtian Tribe.

As for Xingtian alone, he had been fighting two at once, and the initial one-against-three state had already been resolved by his own tribesmen, but Xingtian was not afraid in the slightest.

A huge axe is difficult for Huaxia Soldiers to swing continuously with speed and power, but Xingtian could. It seemed as if there was never a time when he was exhausted, but the two Soldiers were already a bit overwhelmed. Facing Xingtian's fierce offensive, they found it extremely strenuous just to dodge, and they were completely suppressed by Xingtian.

And this barely maintained state of confrontation underwent a huge change when Xingtian swung his heavy axe down and completely shattered one Soldier's Shield.

The wooden Shield was split open and shattered directly. That force was also transmitted to the hand holding the Shield, which caused no small amount of injury. In the sudden pain, their reactions slowed down by a few degrees.

However, due to the boost of adrenaline, they were not overly sensitive to the pain. They immediately ignored such pain and switched to holding their Knives with both hands to face the enemy, but without the Shield, the pressure was even greater when facing Xingtian.

Xingtian had no intention of taking it slow or looking for flaws; instead, he continued to charge bravely, using the large axe in his hand to hack out openings. The Shield in his hand was thick and large enough that the Huaxia Soldiers could not find his flaws and could only dodge repeatedly.

The Huaxia elites, facing such a fierce Xingtian, also appeared to have no advantage to speak of and were beaten miserably. At this moment, there were no other Soldiers to help the two of them relieve the pressure, and now the two felt they could not hold on for much longer.

Sure enough, Xingtian leaned his body directly against the Shield, and while using the axe hack to the right as a feint, he used the Shield to strike the other person. The Changdao collided with the thick Shield, was bent instantly, and then snapped.

A Soldier without a Weapon is just waiting for death on the battlefield. He did not even have the chance to look for a Weapon on a corpse before Xingtian charged over violently.

The Soldier, who had already been dazed by Xingtian's collision, was still lying on the ground unable to get up. Seeing Xingtian charging over, he felt extreme terror in his heart. He actually subconsciously raised his arm to block the large axe that was about to hack at him.

But this large axe first hacked toward the other Soldier who was preparing to come to the rescue. Before he even had time to raise his Shield to block, the axe hacked in from the shoulder. Not only did an arm fall off, but the axe blade also took advantage of the momentum to hack into the left chest, breaking the ribs. It was unknown whether the axe broke the heart or the ribs pierced the heart, but blood sprayed out all at once.

That Soldier's complexion also turned white in an instant, the hand holding the Weapon slowly loosened, and he fell to the ground with a clatter.

The Soldier who had just escaped a disaster felt incomparable fear. Witnessing the death of his comrade-in-arms made him yearn for survival, but he did not have a single Weapon in his hand. Facing such a Xingtian, that was just throwing his life away.

So he hurriedly scrambled up and rushed toward the direction of the camp, because he had already seen the main force coming to meet them. As long as he rushed over, not only could he temporarily save his life, but he could also obtain a Weapon and return to the fight. He was not a deserter; he just could not throw his life away for nothing.

But Xingtian did not give him this chance. He threw the axe in his hand, and the axe hacked into the Soldier's back. He instantly lost the ability to move, his entire body's bones felt as if they had been pulled out as he collapsed to the ground, and his vitality was also draining rapidly. Or rather, the moment his spine was hacked, he was already a dead man.

Xingtian walked three big steps without haste, stepped on a leg, and then pulled the axe out with force. In front, he could see the people coming to support, but he was not afraid in the slightest. After taking a look, he went back to hacking wildly.

A god of slaughter had broken into the battlefield where opponents had basically been matched. Almost at the first encounter, Xingtian could coordinate with his own Soldiers to take someone down.

The Xuanyuan Tribe Soldiers had no power to parry; their Weapons were poor, their equipment was poor, and their experience was far behind these selected Xingtian Tribe elites, so it was a complete and major disadvantage.

The Huaxia Soldiers felt that the situation was not good and already had a feeling of being surrounded, so they hurriedly fought while retreating, with everyone concentrating together to face the enemy, so that they could be more secure.

Fortunately, the reinforcements arrived at this time, and in an instant, the positions of both sides were swapped. Huaxia occupied the numerical advantage, and the Xingtian Tribe was instead at a disadvantage.

After all, the Huaxia elites were stronger than the Xingtian Tribe elites. Two people could not beat one Xingtian, but that did not mean they would fall into a disadvantage when fighting one-on-two. Even if they were accidentally hit, the armor on their bodies could block the damage for them, but it was different for the Xingtian Tribe; as long as they were poked once by a Huaxia Knife or Spear, it was a minor injury at the very least.

It was still the same situation, and suddenly three Soldiers surrounded Xingtian. There were originally many Soldiers who wanted to snatch this great merit, but the scene did not allow them to compete with each other, so they could only target those ordinary Soldiers.

Now Xingtian was not so composed when fighting three at once, because he felt that in a situation where he did not have a numerical advantage, it was easy for a fourth person to sneak attack him. The battlefield is not a place to talk about fairness; as long as one can kill him, it is victory.

Added to the fact that he also discovered that the people he brought were beginning to be suppressed and suffering heavy casualties, he had the idea of retreating. He believed that even if he exhausted all his Soldiers, he would not be able to take down Huaxia, but he also felt that these people here should be most of the elites of Huaxia or the Xuanyuan Tribe. After all, if they had armor, Shields, and Iron Weapons, what else could they be if not elites?

Xingtian suddenly erupted and used his old trick again, using the Shield as the main attack and the axe to supplement the damage. This reckless fighting style really scared the Huaxia Soldiers, and that Soldier used his own Shield to resist Xingtian's Shield, but ended up being pushed away and fell solidly to the ground. Fortunately, with the assistance of the other two, Xingtian was unable to deliver a finishing blow.

Xingtian also took this opportunity to start retreating rapidly, charging and crashing, and calling out to his Soldiers that it was time to retreat and stop fighting.