Chapter 12 The Descent of a God, Saving People from Suffering

In desperation, the song of Wu Yi rang out, and Lin Tian used his voice to tell Li Yinghao and the others that they had arrived.

This sound of Wu Yi instantly made Li Yinghao and the others ecstatic.

"Reinforcements are here, reinforcements are here!!"

"Our reinforcements have arrived! The general must have sensed something was wrong and sent a large army to aid us!"

"Soldiers, hold on, victory is within reach!!"

The sudden arrival of reinforcements greatly boosted the morale of Li Yinghao's troops and caused panic among the Korean army.

This was not within their expectations.

However, when they saw the number of people who came to support them, they breathed a sigh of relief.

There were about a thousand people, a considerable difference from their numbers.

They were still confident they could defeat an army of this size.

The next moment, their commander-in-chief unhesitatingly gave the order to change direction.

"The Qin army in Xiangcheng is no longer a threat. Everyone turn around and destroy this Qin army that has come to support!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the Korean commander's order was given, the Korean soldiers immediately turned their direction and charged towards Lin Tian and the others who had come to support them.

At this moment, the Korean army had just pushed the Xiangcheng Qin army to the point where they could not fight back, so their momentum was strong, and they charged with a valiant spirit.

In their eyes, they would surely wipe out this supporting Qin army in one go.

However, their momentum had no effect on Lin Tian and the others.

Lin Tian, especially, who was at the forefront of the charge, had only cold killing intent on his face.

The next moment, he raised his Tai'a sword high, engaged in a fierce clash with an enemy, and then split the Korean soldier in half with a single sword strike.

This sword strike signaled the beginning of the true slaughter.

Wang Wu and the others followed closely behind Lin Tian, charging directly into the depths of the Korean army.

This style of charging was Lin Tian's signature.

Wang Wu and the others were already accustomed to this, and their combat power also supported them in following Lin Tian and charging into the Korean army.

Lin Tian, leading Wang Wu and ten others, acted like the tip of a sharp blade, splitting the Korean army in two, making it impossible for their left and right flanks to communicate.

Following this, sword light and shadows erupted.

Although the new recruits from the recruit camp were on the battlefield for the first time and had little combat experience before, their swordsmanship had improved by more than several times under Lin Tian's guidance.

Lack of experience was compensated by strength.

The powerful swordsmanship effectively made up for their lack of experience, allowing them to quickly kill their enemies even though they had just entered the battlefield.

Many enemies could not withstand their three sword strikes.

The刁钻 angles of their attacks made many onlookers' scalps tingle.

Of course, the one who attracted the most attention was still Lin Tian.

He was like a ferocious tiger entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering madly.

Within an inch of space, he was invincible.

Often, a single sword strike would claim a life, and even multiple kills with one sword were common.

What was more important was that Lin Tian did not exhibit the fierce desperation of someone fighting for their life. Although killing intent permeated him, he appeared relaxed and at ease.

It was as if he was deliberately suppressing his strength, not revealing his full power.

Such a demeanor was truly captivating.

The Korean commander-in-chief also immediately noticed Lin Tian's peculiarity.

"Kill! Kill the leader! Kill him!"

"Capture the leader first, and the army will collapse! He is the backbone of this army; killing him will surely lead to its defeat!"

Many people agreed with this command.

Therefore, a large number of Korean soldiers surrounded Lin Tian.

In front of Lin Tian alone, there were nearly a hundred people standing densely packed, not to mention that behind these hundred were hundreds more.

With each of their swords, Lin Tian could be riddled with holes.

Not to mention that many of the Korean soldiers used long weapons such as ge and spears.

Lin Tian's predicament was so perilous that a single glance made one feel a sense of imminent danger.

However, Wang Wu and the others did not show any urgency when they saw this.

They all knew Lin Tian's combat power well, and these numbers alone were not enough to threaten his life.

After all, Lin Tian had single-handedly killed nearly a thousand people before.

Therefore, they did not surround Lin Tian to share the burden of enemies around him.

Instead, they followed behind Lin Tian and charged forward with all their might.

Lin Tian did not expect them to help either.

Although he was completely surrounded by various weapons, he deflected all attacks with circular movements of his arms.

Moreover, many people's weapons had their sharp tips blunted simply by touching Lin Tian's Tai'a sword.

This was true metal-cutting sharpness, and it was the Tai'a sword truly displaying its edge in front of everyone.

However, the focus of everyone was not on the Tai'a sword, but on Lin Tian.

After blocking the attacks of these hundred people, Lin Tian pushed forward directly, his sword movements light and agile.

With a cold gleam, people began to bleed continuously.

In the blink of an eye, at least dozens of people had died by his sword.

And this was just the beginning.

He then abandoned his horse and plunged into the enemy ranks, dodging and leaping, as the Korean army fell in swathes.

It was clear to anyone who watched that his swordsmanship had reached the peak of perfection, and he was unstoppable.

As the slaughter continued, no one dared to approach Lin Tian. Anyone who did was killed by Lin Tian.

Wang Wu and the new recruits from the recruit camp were also not weak. By the time Lin Tian stopped, the enemies around them had also been largely wiped out.

The Korean army, which originally numbered nearly two thousand, was now reduced to a few dozen people.

These remaining dozens were already terrified, their fighting spirit completely broken.

"Qiong Qi, he is the Qiong Qi of Qin! He enjoys fighting and killing, and his strength is immense! We are no match for him!"

"Elite, this is definitely an elite unit of Great Qin! Their combat power is too strong!"

"We're finished, we're finished!"

They had been slaughtered down to a mere few dozen, and their defeat was sealed.

Therefore, despair was etched on every face.

Only the Korean commander-in-chief maintained his stubbornness.

"Wait, the Korean army will soon march on Xiangcheng, and you all face certain death!"

Lin Tian did not react much to these words. He continued to kill as he needed to.

He only stopped after the entire Korean army had been annihilated.

Looking at Li Yinghao and the others again, he saw that their eyes were shining.

Lin Tian's combat prowess had truly astonished them.

They had never imagined that a single person's combat power could be so great as to fight hundreds, even nearly a thousand, enemies alone.

The appearance of Lin Tian and his group was like divine intervention, saving them from their suffering.