Chapter 1510

Li Gui waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light was like lightning cutting through the night sky, sharp and dazzling. Wherever the sword tip pointed, the enemies were all terrified and fell under his sword one after another, as if his sword had some kind of magic that could easily deprive the enemy of their lives. His figure shuttled across the battlefield, light and agile, like a fearless god of war walking out of mythology, leading the volunteer soldiers to move forward bravely, fearing no challenge.

His bravery and fearlessness were like an invisible force, deeply infecting every soldier around him. They followed closely behind, fighting the enemy bravely, with determined light flashing in their eyes, as if as long as they followed Li Gui, they could overcome all difficulties and conquer all fears. Their morale was high, their shouts shook the sky and the earth, and they intertwined with the wailing of the enemy to form a tragic war song.

On the battlefield, the soldiers of both sides intertwined and engaged in a life-and-death struggle. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and the sound of clashing swords, the sound of artillery explosions, and the shouts of soldiers intertwined into one, as if they wanted to swallow this world. Smoke filled the air, and fire soared into the sky. The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a huge purgatory, testing everyone's will and courage.

In this chaotic battlefield, Li Gui's figure was exceptionally agile. He flexibly dodged the enemy's attacks, and every dodge was just right, as if his body and sword had merged into one, becoming an invincible whole. At the same time, he accurately waved his sword to counterattack, and his sword technique was sharp and swift; every wave of the sword was accompanied by the wailing and falling of the enemy. His sword technique seemed to have reached the point of perfection, and both speed and strength had reached an astonishing degree.

Under his leadership, the volunteer soldiers had high morale; they fought the enemy bravely without retreating. They knew that as long as they followed Li Gui, they could defeat all enemies and protect this land and home. Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, engaging in fierce fighting with the enemy. Some soldiers held long spears, stabbing at the enemy's chest; some soldiers waved big swords, hacking at the enemy's neck; and some soldiers threw javelins, knocking the enemies down one by one.

In this fierce battle, Li Gui not only demonstrated outstanding martial arts but also demonstrated outstanding command ability. He paid attention to the situation of the battlefield at all times and flexibly adjusted tactics. When he discovered that the enemy had weaknesses, he immediately commanded the volunteer soldiers to concentrate their firepower for a fierce attack; when he discovered that his own forces were insufficient, he quickly mobilized reserve forces to support the front lines. Under his command, the volunteer soldiers cooperated in combat, forming a powerful combat effectiveness.

As time passed, the battle gradually entered a white-hot stage. The soldiers of both sides were exhausted but still persisted in fighting. Li Gui also felt a bit powerless, but his belief and will were even more determined. He knew that this battle was not only about personal life and death, honor and disgrace, but also about the country's future and the nation's destiny. Therefore, he must persist until victory was achieved.

Just then, a powerful group of enemies suddenly rushed toward Li Gui. They held long spears and shields, forming an indestructible formation. Seeing this, Li Gui met them without fear. He waved his long sword and engaged in fierce fighting with the enemy. Sword light flickered, and every wave of the sword was accompanied by the wailing and falling of the enemy. However, there were more and more enemies, as if they were endless.

Just at this critical moment, Li Gui suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he thought of a strategy to break the enemy. He shouted loudly: "Volunteer soldiers, follow me!" After speaking, he led a part of the volunteer soldiers to launch a charge toward the enemy's flank. Their speed was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning across the battlefield. Seeing this, the enemy hurriedly turned their formation to respond. However, just when they were distracted, Li Gui led another part of the volunteer soldiers to launch a fierce attack from the front.

This move was indeed effective, and the enemy was caught off guard by the sudden attack. Their formation disintegrated instantly under the tide-like charge of the volunteer soldiers, and the soldiers who were originally arranged closely were now like frightened birds, fleeing in all directions. The enemy commander shouted hoarsely, attempting to reorganize an effective defense, but in this chaos and panic, all efforts seemed so pale and powerless. Morale, the invisible weapon on the battlefield, also suffered a heavy blow at this moment; in the eyes of the enemy, there was no longer the determination and coldness before the battle, but it was replaced by fear and despair.

Seeing that the time was ripe, a flash of determination flickered in Li Gui's eyes. He held his long sword high, the sword tip pointing directly at the enemy's position, and his voice resounded through the sky: "Brothers of the volunteer army, now is the time to show our courage and determination! For our homes, for our loved ones, charge!" Following his order, the volunteer soldiers seemed to be injected with infinite power; they shouted in unison, and the sound converged into an unstoppable torrent, rushing straight into the enemy formation.

The general offensive began, and the volunteer soldiers swept across the entire battlefield with the momentum of a thunderbolt. Li Gui fought at the forefront, and his sword technique reached its peak at this moment; every sword swung out was accompanied by the wailing and falling of the enemy. His figure was like a bolt of lightning on the battlefield, and wherever he passed, the enemies could not dodge in time and could only watch helplessly as their companions fell one by one. And the other volunteer soldiers did not fall behind; some stabbed with long spears, some hacked with big swords, and some shot from a distance with bows and arrows. Everyone did their best to fight for the common victory.

On the battlefield, the battle entered the most intense stage. The enemy's defense line gradually collapsed under the fierce attack of the volunteer soldiers, and they began to retreat in disorder, attempting to flee from this land of death. However, Li Gui had already anticipated this step; the ambush troops he had arranged in advance now emerged from all directions, surrounding the enemy and completely cutting off their retreat. The enemy's morale completely collapsed, and they began to beg for mercy in despair, but on this cruel battlefield, mercy is often the greatest cruelty to the enemy. The volunteer soldiers did not give them any chance to breathe and continued to pursue until all the enemies were completely eliminated.

When the last enemy fell, the battlefield finally welcomed long-lost tranquility. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood, and countless enemy corpses and blood were left on the battlefield. This is the cruelty of war and also the price of victory. Li Gui stood in the center of the battlefield, looking at all this, his heart filled with mixed feelings. He knew deeply that although this victory was hard-won, it could not eliminate the pain brought by the war, and it could not let the dead soldiers be reborn. But he also understood that as a leader, he must lead everyone to continue moving forward and use victory to comfort those sacrificed spirits.