aircannonsinc Is Chapter 345 open? No, it's never closed!
Is Chapter 345 open? No, it's never closed!
"certainly."
Although Xue Rengao was extremely shocked and his heart was pounding, he remained defiant and refused to show any weakness in front of his father.
As he said, he could also do that.
Piercing through a man and his shield with a single halberd was not difficult for him.
His strength far surpassed that of ordinary people; the title of "enemy of ten thousand men" was not given lightly.
However, he could not use his strength as recklessly as Lü Xiao.
After all, strength is not inexhaustible; every bit used is a bit less, so it needs to be carefully managed and cannot be wasted.
"If he continues with such aggressive and unrestrained movements, he will soon die from exhaustion."
Wang Buchao, holding his eighteen-foot spear, stood aside and said coldly, his eyes fixed on the invincible figure in the camp.
He's lived most of his life, what kind of fierce generals hasn't he seen?
But I've never seen anyone as reckless as Lü Xiao before.
He was very puzzled as to why Lü Xiao dared to act in this way.
To single-handedly storm into the camp of 100,000 elite troops and use all one's strength in every move—isn't that just courting death?
Even if you're made of iron, how long can you last?
"This guy is very strange. He once lost his strength during a martial arts competition in the Sui Dynasty, but later he recovered completely."
Another foreigner suddenly remembered this and quickly reminded everyone, his voice tinged with lingering fear.
He was also in Dongdu that year and witnessed the martial arts competition firsthand.
The warriors from various countries besieged Lü Xiao, and after much effort, they exhausted him and thought victory was in their grasp.
But to everyone's surprise, Lü Xiao stood up again.
Moreover, the offensive was even more ferocious than before, directly annihilating the warriors of various countries, leaving none alive.
That battle shattered the courage of the foreign people.
Xue Rengao, who had just taken a step and was about to lead his men down to collect Lü Xiao's head, silently retreated upon hearing these words, his expression changing.
Thank goodness this guy reminded him, otherwise he really would have led his men down to besiege Lü Xiao.
If Lü Xiao really could recover his strength after exhausting it, as that person said, then wouldn't going down there be suicide?
"It's alright, we have a backup plan."
Shekui Khan smiled, his face regaining its confident expression, and turned his gaze to a spot below.
Yang You was currently bound there, gagged and unable to move.
That location was very special, with small hills on both sides and a narrow passage in the middle, like a narrow strip of sky.
If you want to get out after you've come in, you either have to cut through the front or the back.
Once Lü Xiao goes to rescue Yang You and enters that area, the soldiers lying in ambush on both sides will work together to push the boulder down.
Those boulders were carefully selected; each weighed hundreds or thousands of pounds, and as they rolled down from the height, their force was unstoppable.
Even if Lü Xiao was strong and his armor was sturdy enough to withstand swords, spears, and arrows, could he withstand this boulder weighing hundreds of pounds?
Even if he were made of iron, he would be turned into a meat pie if hit by a boulder.
In short, if Lü Xiao wants to leave now, there's nothing they can do about it.
Unfortunately, Yang You was still in their hands. This guy was Yang Guang's lifeline, and also Lü Xiao's lifeline.
As long as Yang You is in their hands, Lü Xiao won't leave; he'll have no choice but to obediently walk into their trap.
Inside the camp, Lü Xiao was in full-on Musou mode, thoroughly enjoying the thrill of mowing down enemies.
No matter how many enemies come, it's just a matter of one strike.
Wherever the halberd blade passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and severed limbs were scattered all over the ground.
The blood in front of me was like rain, splashing onto the ground and forming puddles.
When you step on it, it makes a squelching sound.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood, enough to make one nauseous, but Lü Xiao was completely oblivious.
They only had eyes for the next enemy, and the one after that.
Outside the main camp, Yuwen Chenglong, Pei Yuanqing, and others, upon hearing the battle cries that soared into the sky, could no longer contain their excitement.
"I can't wait any longer..."
Pei Yuanqing gripped the silver hammer, his heart trembling with excitement, wishing he could rush in and wreak havoc right now.
His injuries have mostly healed. Although he is not yet at his peak, he is more than capable of taking down a few minions.
A real man should participate in such a great battle and come out alive.
What an honor this is!
What a magnificent sight!
"What's the rush?"
Yuwen Chenglong rolled his eyes at Pei Yuanqing and said slowly.
He had followed Lü Xiao and participated in the Battle of Siping Mountain, so he naturally knew how long Lü Xiao could hold out.
The prince is a monster; his stamina is unfathomable.
Going in now would only cause trouble; more people would just get in the way.
It would be better to wait outside until Lü Xiao breaks through the enemy's formation before going in to finish them off.
"Are you really not in a hurry?"
King Qu Boya of Gaochang raised his head, his gaze fixed on the barbarian camp where the sounds of battle were deafening, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
Well, Lu Xiao should probably go inside and burn an incense stick by now, right?
For the duration of an incense stick burning, the sounds of battle never ceased; instead, they grew increasingly intense and deafening.
What does this tell us?
This means that not only did Lü Xiao not die, but he was also having a great time killing inside, making the enemies cry out in despair.
Is this even human?
If Qu Boya had gone in, he would have been chopped into mincemeat long ago, leaving not even a bone fragment.
"The Divine General Tianjiang is alive! No, not alive, he's even inferior to the former!"
Xi Daoyi looked on with reverence, her eyes filled with fanaticism, as if she wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Lü Xiao.
Ma Chao's status in the hearts of the Qiang people has never declined; it has been passed down from generation to generation, becoming more and more legendary with each passing generation.
However, Lu Xiao's performance now is worlds apart from Ma Chao's.
No matter how powerful Ma Chao is, he is still just a mortal. How can he compare to Lü Xiao?
Is it possible for a single person to break into a camp of 100,000 elite troops and slaughter the enemy until their blood flowed like a river?
"Let me tell you, you're lucky you chose the right person."
Yuwen Chenglong sat on the ground, leaning against the broad, warm back of the tiger.
He picked up the water flask filled with wine and began to gulp it down his throat.
Based on his understanding of Lü Xiao, it was almost their turn to clean up the mess.
If they rush in again, they'll simply reap the rewards—easy and effortless.
"Give me some water."
Pei Yuanqing came over, snatched the water bag, and tilted his head back to drink it.
This battle is different from the previous ones, and he needs to muster his courage.
Just then, a sharp cry rang out from the sky.
A howling sound pierced the sky and reached everyone's ears.
Everyone looked up and saw the golden eagle that had been circling above the enemy camp.
It was flying towards them at that moment, its wings spread wide, moving at an astonishing speed.
"That's about enough. This thing is even more spiritual than my dad. It's our turn to step in."
Yuwen Chenglong stood up from the ground, dusted himself off, and stretched his legs.
While Lü Xiao was fighting inside, the golden eagle circled in the air, neither leaving nor landing, indicating that the battle was still at a stalemate.
Now that it has come back, it must mean that they should attack; it's their turn to take the field.