Chapter 18: Win the War!
Xia Sha clenched his fists tightly and stared at Grimmo with a expressionless face.
This opponent is far stronger than he had anticipated. The power of the previous blow was not much greater, but that strange aura's power was impossible to resist.
Even if the opponent is strong, this is his own choice. Since it can't be avoided, he will face it head-on.
His heart beats strongly, Xia Zuo's whole body trembles slightly. Perhaps others would think that Xia Zuo is afraid, but only he himself knows that this is the trembling of excitement, it is the blood of the fighting nation Saiya in his body boiling.
"You ignorant, stinking monkey, I'll let you witness the true power of a warrior." Grimuo's face twisted into a fierce and savage grin.
A burst of silver aura enveloped his robust body, enhancing Glemor's physical strength and senses. Although it was only a thin layer of light, for Xia Zuo at this moment, it was an insurmountable chasm.
Xia Zuo only felt a sudden flash in front of his eyes, and he barely made out Gremory's figure before a severe pain came from his abdomen.
Perhaps he wanted to torment the stinky monkey that had burned his camp, or perhaps he thought Xia Zuo was not worthy, Grimmo did not use his great sword, but instead used his bare hands.
Xia Zha's subconscious fist swung wildly, but Gleamore had already retreated behind Xia Zha before his counterattack arrived, and flew up with a straight kick that landed squarely on Xia Zha's chin.
"Hmm..." A pained grunt, Xia Sha's head jerked back, and his emaciated body flew out like an autumn leaf in the wind, flying over a dozen meters before heavily crashing to the ground.
A mouthful of blood rose to his lips, Xia Zuo forced it back down with a hard swallow, shaking his head slightly as he felt a bit dizzy, and suddenly a faint bitter smile spread across his face.
The air once again echoed with a dull breaking sound, Xia Zuo stumbled and hadn't fully stood up yet when Gremory already charged in front of him again. He barely had time to raise his arms to block the vital spot, but was still kicked by Gremory, sending his body flying backward.
Then another loud noise came, and Grim tightly followed, apparently not letting Xia Zuo get up again. Before Xia Zuo even landed, he was kicked out once more.
Xia Sha was knocked flying again, the severe pain in his lower abdomen causing him to curl up involuntarily on the ground, the fresh blood in his mouth uncontrollably flowing out from the corner of his lips.
His mouth was full of the metallic taste of blood, but Xia Zuo didn't show a hint of weakness. The blood in his body was boiling, and a crazed glint gradually rose up in his eyes. The Saiya people's innate nature for battle began to emerge under the pain.
Not giving Xia Sha any time to breathe, Ge Limu had already charged over once again. A silver light trailed behind him, leaving several afterimages that seemed like a dozen arms swinging out at the same time.
"Thud, thud..." The dull sound of fists hitting flesh, in the flurry of punches, Xia Zuo could only barely raise his arms to block the vital parts of his body.
"No one dares to steal things from my Grimmoire..."
"No one dares to kill Grigori's man..."
"No one dares to trifle with Lord Gleimor..."
With Xia Zha as the center, Ge Li Mo's furious roar, his robust silver body brought up a flurry of punches, venting the anger in his heart, leaving purple and blue bruises on Xia Zha's body.
The people around couldn't help but burst into excited jeers, each one grasping every opportunity to stare with wide eyes at the cruel torture their captain inflicted on the monkey.
"Older brother..." The first to notice Xia Zuo's miserable state, Bi Gu went crazy and bellowed, the long spear in his hand dancing like a light curtain as he tried to rush out from the crowd.
What Bikou faced was a well-trained and long-time cooperating human warrior, several people's combined sword shadows not only blocked Bikou's frantic charge but also left several blood marks on his robust body.
No matter how angrily and loudly Benigu yelled, he was also helpless, and the rest of the warriors were not much different. Although they had undergone a month of training, they were still far behind these well-trained and tacitly coordinated human veterans.
Under Gremory's encircling attack, Sahaquiel stood almost unable to move, his wretched appearance seeming as if he could fall at any time.
"Focus on your battles, this human is mine!" Xia Zuo's disadvantage caused a commotion, with frantic roars rising everywhere, not only did they gain nothing, but also left scars on their bodies due to Xia Zuo's anxious mood.
"You're a tough-talking little monkey, but unfortunately your fists aren't as hard as your mouth!" Another heavy punch landed on Xia Zuo's abdomen, and Grimmo began to mock Xia Zuo's boasts.
Xia Sha didn't respond, to be exact, he couldn't respond. The heavy blow to his lower abdomen had left him convulsing all over, the gap in their strength was just too great.
Although Xia Zuo was still superior to Geli Mo in terms of pure strength, the existence of Dou Qi had drawn an insurmountable gap between them.
No one thought Gremory would lose, a warrior who had grasped the concept of dou qi and a warrior who relied on brute force, this battle was nothing but a cruel joke from the very beginning.
The only one who still thought he would win was Shias, but he was being beaten by Grimorde's attacks.
It may be due to the Saiyan's innate fighting spirit, but despite being pounded by heavy blows, Shiasa's heart remained eerily calm, as if it was someone else who was being brutally battered.
Fists clashed with flesh, but Xia Zuo easily felt that while his body was severely injured, the Saiyan's fighting instincts were also being constantly excavated. His body began to gradually keep up with Gureimo's speed, gradually began to withstand Gureimo's attacks, and even began to gradually become familiar with the power of Dou Qi.
With his arms covering his head, Xia Zuo tried to avoid being hit while waiting for an opportunity to strike back and win with one blow.
"You despicable stinking monkeys, you filthy beasts aren't even worthy of living on this earth!" The prolonged burst of fighting spirit left Grimmo slightly panting as he swung his fists, the dazzling fighting spirit leaving heavy damage on Shasa's body time and again.
Although they scolded fiercely on the surface, it was like Xia Zuo who couldn't be beaten to death and couldn't hit him, still making Grimmo and all human warriors secretly shocked in their hearts.
No one knew better than they did how powerful Gremory's attack was, and as they looked at that frail figure which seemed like it would fall over at any moment but somehow never did, a thought flashed through everyone's mind: "This little monkey is a monster..."
"Die!! Die!!" No matter how he was attacked, Xia Sha endured it like a man of iron, although his fists were hitting flesh. Gremo, who was gradually getting anxious, roared and wildly urged on his own fighting spirit to launch fierce attacks, without noticing that the silver light had already started to slowly fade away.
The aura originates from the body, extremely rigid aura, rigidity then with brokenness cannot last long, Ge's strength is still only a mid-level warrior after all, and it's still far from reaching the level where aura can be freely squandered.
Finally, in another punch to Xia Sha's jaw, Grimmo's body light suddenly went out, and his sturdy body was just a stumble.
After more than half an hour of lavish destruction, he who had not fully recovered finally exhausted his last bit of Dou Qi. However, Ge Li Mo was not worried. Even without Dou Qi, the small monkey in front of him, which could no longer be considered human-like, could still cause what harm to himself?
Just as a scornful sneer was about to rise, Xia Zuo suddenly burst out in the gentle breeze, and a long-planned knife cut ruthlessly on Glimo's neck.
At the same time, his body, which seemed to be on the verge of collapse at any moment, swiftly rushed behind Grimmo, and his slender but powerful arms, like iron hoops, tightly encircled Grimmo's neck.
His oxygen-deprived face turned bright red, his powerful limbs thrashed about in confusion, only to be met with Xia Zuo's cold smile as his iron-like arm suddenly twisted.
A sharp, ear-piercing crack rang out in everyone's ears, and Grimmo's head twisted back, his shiny occipital bone almost stuck to his back.
The sentries looked at the war god-like Grimuo in their hearts, who was weak and limp on the ground like a pile of rotten meat. When they looked again at the emaciated figure with purple bruises all over his body, which could no longer be recognized as human, they were terrified as if they had seen a demon.
"Ahh..." A loud roar, Xia Zuo grabbed Gremory's head and pulled it up violently, a large amount of fresh blood splattered everywhere, splashing Xia Zuo's entire left side with crimson.
He raised his head, still filled with anger and incredulity, high towards the sky, like a blood-colored Ashura, Xia Zuo went crazy and roared "Minions, kill all these useless humans..."
"Roar..." The frenzied howl, the brutal battle intent, the situation suddenly reversed, the majestic Munk warriors danced with their weapons in hand, completely ignoring the attacks in front of them, their scarlet eyes had only one thought, that was to tear the enemy apart.
"Run away..." Gleamore's deadly blow shattered the confidence of the human warriors, and Xia Zuo's mad roar also shattered the last bit of courage of the human warriors. Suddenly, someone let out a frightened shout, dropped their weapons, and fled towards the wilderness without looking back.
There's one, there's two, the completely decadent momentum makes the remaining human soldiers unable to muster up the courage to fight again, they throw down their weapons in a flurry and flee chaotically towards the wasteland.
"...won..." Swollen eyes that had become two slits could only see the blurry scene, and it took Xia Zuo's last bit of strength to pull off Geliemu's head. After the human soldiers started running away, the soreness in his body came flooding in like a tide, and his swaying body suddenly went limp and fell to the ground.
"Old Big..." The blood-covered Bi Gu threw down his long spear and rushed up to catch Xia Zuo, the furious warriors also woke up from their madness one after another, and quickly surrounded Xia Zuo.
"Leave me alone... kill all those humans... don't let a single one escape..." Although his body was weak, his mind was still clear, and Xia Zhaokang still remembered the identities of these humans.
Unlike those mercenaries who make a living by fighting, these people are real human soldiers. If they all die, it's fine, even if humans investigate, there will be no evidence. But if some of them survive, it will definitely be **troublesome** later on.
"And take back everything that can be taken..." After reminding himself of the two most important things, Xia Zuo finally felt at ease and fainted completely.
"Brothers, you all heard that! Kill these humans for me, not a single one is allowed to escape!" Carefully putting Xia Zuo on the ground, Bi Gu pulled out the long spear beside him, which was full of blood plasma, and let out a furious roar of slaughter towards the fleeing humans.
Even the strongest half-orc could not outrun a Mongrelman on the steppes, especially one that had undergone a month of heavy training.
These heavily armored human soldiers, where could they escape to? They only felt a wave of evil wind coming over, and then their bodies went soft and powerless as they fell to the ground.
One by one, the people who had been stripped to their underwear lay in a pool of blood, with several bullet holes on their bodies still gushing out fresh blood.
Beegee carefully led the way with Shaya on horseback, followed by the cheerful Mongol warriors, leading a string of unclaimed warhorses, with armor and weapons that should have belonged to their owners tied to their backs.
Singing a desolate war song, although everyone is wounded, but on every face there are vigorous and surging smiles.
When looking at Xia Sha, it's full of reverence. For the Saiya tribe, this is undoubtedly a harvest day, whether in material or spirit.
As for the remaining corpses, there is no need to bother with them, and the wild dogs and wolves on the wasteland will naturally take care of everything.
Only the inexperienced and naive people didn't know that shortly after they left, a corpse that seemed to have been dead for a long time shook off the bloodstains and crawled out of the pool of blood. It looked at the corpses on the ground, let out a silent roar towards the sky, gazed hatefully in the direction where the Mongols had left, and then stumbled into the wilderness.
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