Chapter 1592: A Great Shame

At this moment, the Eastern Tang soldiers who were still standing were all hot-blooded and roared along with Xu Que.

"Who else!"

In an instant, the roar was like thunder, shaking in all directions.

Even the invincible Qin soldiers were somewhat terrified.

Hu Zhengtang was also one of those roaring, only to find that the wound on his shoulder had been torn open again after shouting.

But he didn't feel pain at all; instead, he felt very happy in his heart.

"Haha, I have never fought so happily in my life. Today, having the opportunity to die on the battlefield with His Majesty is my honor!" Hu Zhengtang laughed loudly.

Who knew Xu Que would curl his lips, roll his eyes, and say: "Die with me? Dream on. Even if I die, I'll be buried with a beautiful girl. At worst, there's still Xuan Yuan Wanrong. Who wants to be buried with a big man like you?"

Hu Zhengtang was choked by these words and almost couldn't catch his breath. A moment later, he smiled bitterly.

Their monarch is truly a strange person. Even at the point of death, he can still calmly say such things.

The Iron Pagoda commander looked at the soldiers around him who were almost all dead, and he was completely confused.

What the hell... what's the point of fighting!

He felt extremely aggrieved in his heart. He, the commander of the world's number one cavalry, never expected that one day he would have all his subordinates killed!

The opponent didn't even lose a hair!

If he weren't a first-rank expert himself, his fate now wouldn't be much better than his subordinates.

"Monster... monster..."

The Iron Pagoda commander muttered, his body trembling involuntarily.

He had never seen such a terrifying martial arts master in his life... no, is what this guy uses really called martial arts?

Xu Que stepped forward and sneered: "Didn't you want to kill me? Come on!"

The Iron Pagoda commander shook, subconsciously took a step back, and the surrounding surviving Qin soldiers also retreated in unison.

"Hey, don't retreat! I just finished warming up!" Xu Que took another step forward and shouted provocatively.

The Qin soldiers' bodies swayed, their footsteps stumbled, and they almost fell directly to the ground.

Damn, you just finished warming up?

We have over a hundred thousand people, and they were almost two-thirds killed by you!

You are so fierce, who the hell dares to fight you?

"I heard you are a first-rank expert?" Xu Que's gaze swept toward the Iron Pagoda commander again, provoking: "Come, come, come, challenge me one-on-one. Group fighting is also fine. At worst, I'll let you use one hand. You don't even dare to come with one hand? Then I'll let you use both hands? Both hands won't work? I'll add one foot at most; I can't add more, I still have to walk."

The Iron Pagoda commander was on the verge of tears.

Big brother, I'll call you big brother, okay!

Just let me go back; my subordinates have all been killed by you!

Furthermore, your martial arts are so fierce and unparalleled; what kind of trash am I, a first-rank expert? I don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of you!

Just treat me like a fart and let me go!

And on the city wall, the generals and soldiers who had prepared to die for the country were no less shocked than the Qin soldiers.

In the past few years, Xu Que had given them too many surprises.

Originally, they thought today's battle would be the battle of Eastern Tang's destruction, but they didn't expect the strength Xu Que displayed to far exceed their imagination.

What the hell is a surprise?

This is a surprise!

"His Majesty is also... too amazing..."

"More than amazing, it's simply defying heaven..."

"No, when did His Majesty practice martial arts? Hasn't he been farming for the past few years?"

"You guess how we know? But with His Majesty here, maybe we can really win..."

"That's right, we still have hope!"

Xu Que's performance undoubtedly gave everyone a shot in the arm.

With such a powerful monarch in front, the Qin Kingdom's invincible army didn't seem so terrifying anymore.

Hu Zhengtang took a deep breath, knowing this was the best time for them to launch an attack, and made a decisive decision: "Eastern Tang soldiers, follow me and charge! Drive the Qin thieves out of Eastern Tang territory!"

"Understood!"

The Eastern Tang soldiers responded in unison.

Instantly, led by Xu Que, Eastern Tang blew the howl of counterattack.

Even though they lost one-third of their soldiers, the remaining Eastern Tang soldiers still had the strength to fight.

Because in the previous battle, Xu Que, as the main combat force, had already beheaded most of the Qin soldiers.

The three thousand troops who followed Xu Que also grabbed the Zhuge repeating crossbows beside them and rushed toward the Qin soldiers in front.

"Charge! We will definitely win!"

In everyone's heart, this thought echoed.

Facing the Eastern Tang soldiers who had regained their morale, Ying Fangwu remained indifferent, not even showing the slightest hint of panic.

"Just a few hundred thousand soldiers, if they die, they die. These Eastern Tang people are truly naive. My four million soldiers, how could they be defeated by them?"

Whoosh!

Following Ying Fangwu's order, the millions of troops stationed in place stepped forward in unison.

"The Great Qin will win!"

The earth-shaking roar echoed on the battlefield, like a thunderbolt, directly waking up the Eastern Tang soldiers immersed in beautiful fantasies.

The hundreds of thousands of Qin soldiers they killed earlier were just an insignificant part of the four million.

And to defeat this part, Eastern Tang had already exhausted all their strength, and even needed the monarch to personally command the battle to win.

Then next... how should they fight?

"No way... there are too many Qin soldiers."

"You're afraid of a ball; we have His Majesty, the Sword God, so it's useless no matter how many people come."

"That's right, we have His Majesty, invincible!"

In an instant, the morale that had just been raised fell again.

Looking at the boundless Qin army in front of them, the Eastern Tang soldiers, no matter how hot-blooded they were, couldn't help but cool down.

Just then, Xu Que's voice suddenly echoed on the battlefield: "A real man does what he should and what he shouldn't. Since ancient times, who has never died? If you die, you must die for a worthy cause!"

He waved the long sword in his hand and looked at the stunned Eastern Tang soldiers: "You only saw the number of enemies and felt afraid, but life is like this. Difficulties and obstacles will always block the direction you are moving forward. Are we just going to give up like this?"

"No, don't give up..." the Eastern Tang soldiers' voices came sparsely.

"Louder!"

"Don't give up!"

"Very good!" A BGM from nowhere began to play. Xu Que was like a conductor, waving his long sword and laughing: "When facing death, we must be full of disdain, use all our strength, spit fiercely, grab his throat, and let this despicable and shameless King of Qin understand that mere death can never make us surrender!"

"Understood!"

"Follow me, ptooey~!"

"Ptooey!"

Millions of soldiers spat in unison; the scene was spectacular!

Ying Fangwu trembled all over, his fists clenched, his face turned white with anger.

Damn it, I am the dignified King of Qin, the Son of Heaven, and one day I would be spat on by so many people?

It's simply a great shame!

... ===== CHAPTER 1593 =====