"Under Taiping Duke Li Wanli, Entrapment Camp, Wang Shunchen!" He was the only one left. Without even a mount. The old village chief wanted to rush out to help, but the mechanism was locked, he leaped down, but an arrow directly broke his weapon, the old village chief saw over there, a lone battle, the long-intoxicated Wang Shunchen still exhibited terrifying power. Facing the army in formation, facing a renowned commander, he still took the initiative to attack. Strike the weak, avoid the strong. The old village chief stared dumbfounded at that fierce charge, Wang Shunchen initially killed over a dozen cavalrymen, then was surrounded by the military formation, he had wounds on him, yet was increasingly thrilled, an invincible Divine Shooter, with a bow in hand, who could get close? A lone man, fighting on foot. Confronting 5,000 Qie Xue Army cavalry led by the renowned Sixth Layer Heaven General. He managed to achieve the result of injuring over a hundred people. Cheriji’s expression was complex, he pulled back the formation, and said: "Shoot!" All the Qie Xue cavalry surrounded Wang Shunchen in a petal-like formation, then uniformly raised their steel javelins, pointing coldly at Wang Shunchen. The murderous aura in that instant was so thick it was despair-inducing, Cheriji watched this nightmare of decades, this world’s legend, thinking in his heart, today is your end, Divine Shooter General. Cheriji suddenly slashed down his battle sword: "The Taiping Army is destroyed!!!" Over four thousand javelins directly covered Wang Shunchen’s position. All imbued with Inner Qi. A full-coverage kill, in the void, the murderous aura interconnected. Wang Shunchen suddenly drew his battle bow, in an instant, he shot madly while performing his movement technique, his arrows flew out, spinning, touching some of the javelins, guiding their trajectory, causing these javelins to collide with each other in the air. The Qiang battle formation was broken! Wang Shunchen’s eyes widened, bloodshot in his eyes. He saw the problem in just an instant, even though he was left alone, even if only he remained. He would still be the last warrior, the last soldier of the Taiping Army. Wherever he stands, the Taiping Army is not extinguished. Cheriji’s pupils contracted, watching that man leap out of the formation, a massive eagle Dharma Form flapped its wings, eyes bright like flames, just like before, Wang Shunchen had wounds torn open by the formation, but his gaze remained fixed on Cheriji. Breaking through the formation, closing the distance, suddenly releasing his grip. The arrow shot out forcefully! Cheriji shouted angrily, empowering himself with murderous aura, gathering the murderous aura of over four thousand Iron Cavalry, slashed out, shattering Wang Shunchen’s arrow, then slashed down fiercely, at this moment, Wang Shunchen fell back to reality. He was all alone, with no Iron Army under his command, unprotected by a city, it was impossible to defeat this Qiang army, yet the village couldn’t hold out either, as a warrior, he should die on the battlefield, without burdening others. The battle sword struck the bow. This treasure-grade battle bow was cleaved in half. A single man brutally killed nearly two hundred war riders, broke the battle formation, and was eventually defeated with a single slash by a commander of equal rank, this was an intimidating battlefield achievement. Wang Shunchen could only dispel his strength, rolling to the ground, gasping heavily, the bow damaged, his Qi Mechanism harmed, he thought, today would be the day of his certain death, lowering his gaze calmly, he thought of the General who rode across the battlefield with a dark gold face mask. He threw down the bow and arrows, drew the sword hanging at his waist. "Commander, today this humble general..." "Returns under your command..." But just at that moment, there seemed to be the sound of galloping hooves, like thunder. Cheriji slashed down. But a stream of light suddenly shot out, raising Cheriji’s sword. A dark-colored long spear fell in front of Wang Shunchen, Wang Shunchen was slightly stunned, eyes widened, he turned abruptly, seeing the Qiang cavalry split like waves slashed apart, the sounds of swords and mounted fury, the echo of horses hooves erupted. Amidst the sound of a battle halberd breaking through the air, several Qie Xue cavalry were lifted by the halberd’s shaft, raised up, crashing to the ground, a warrior entered the scene with a composure that was almost graceful, holding a sword in one hand, a battle halberd in the other, his war cloak billowing. Wang Shunchen’s eyes widened instantly, his heart struck in that moment. The man’s face bore a dark gold face mask. Fiercely, from his dreams, and from his latent courage that had roved across the land, it rushed forth, Wang Shunchen almost didn’t know why he froze, only dumbly watching that war horse charge, suddenly turn, blocking in front of Wang Shunchen. That tall figure, with a battle halberd pressed to the ground, the dark gold mask stained with blood. Ripples stirred in the void, a Qilin Dharma Form appeared. Wang Shunchen was dazed and disoriented, as if someone patted his shoulder, the Divine Shooter General turned instinctively, drunken or hazy, he seemed to see the Commander in war attire smiling and passing by him. In a dream, in reality, on the battlefield, finally transformed into a clear voice. The battle halberd pointed forward. And that voice presented its name in the same manner. The most update n0vels are published on novelꞁire.net "Li Guanyi, son of Taiping Duke Li Wanli." The Qiang warrior’s face changed dramatically in an instant. This identity should not appear here, revealing it at this moment meant the situation the 5,000 Qiang elite faced now, Wang Shunchen stood quietly, watching Li Guanyi, Li Guanyi reached out his hand, his battle robe fell. And at the furthest extension of his sleeve— The sound of horse hooves like a surge, yellow dust rising in the distance. Ten thousand mounted archers! Waiting silently here. Li Guanyi held a bow in his hand, a waist token hanging from it. Facing away from the graying-haired warrior, he turned slightly, speaking, without asking reasons, not mentioning the past, he only smiled and asked one question. A calm question, yet in this myriad army it was filled with valor and heroism. "General, are you still able to fight?!"