"A man's life, should be violent."
"Righteousness and benevolence, cannot coexist."
"A man should kill, kill without mercy."
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Lin Tian rode his horse at full speed, swinging his sword left and right, like an unparalleled sword immortal, his sword intent traversing the battlefield.
Exquisitely beautiful, yet filled with killing intent.
At this moment, Lin Tian no longer hid his strength, unleashing his full power.
Limbs flew around him incessantly, and blood stained the sky. Lin Tian danced with his sword amidst the carnage, painting a colossal, blood-drenched masterpiece.
Simultaneously, Lin Tian recited lines from "Nan Er Xing" (A Man's Life).
His voice seemed to possess a unique magic, for no matter how far he charged, it reached Wang Wu and the others with perfect clarity.
As Wang Wu and the others listened, their eyes grew brighter.
They felt a stirring within their chests, a slow, rising heat.
Especially now, as Lin Tian, at full power, plunged into the Korean ranks as if entering an empty realm, it was as if they were witnessing a deity.
Lin Tian's full power was unleashed, his combat prowess terrifying.
With a single sword strike, more than a dozen Korean soldiers fell beneath his blade.
Even clad in armor, Lin Tian could cleave them in two.
His formidable swordsmanship, coupled with a peerless sword, made Lin Tian appear possessed by a god of slaughter, merciless and relentless.
Initially, the Korean soldiers paid little heed to Lin Tian's solitary strength.
In their eyes, once they dealt with the others, they could surround and capture Lin Tian at their leisure.
They were already on their last legs.
Therefore, taking down the others first, then focusing on Lin Tian, was their best option.
However, in mere moments, they felt something was amiss.
Within these few breaths, Lin Tian had not only slain over a hundred Korean soldiers, but he was also charging with clear intent towards a specific location.
That location was the position of the Korean army's commander.
Such a move sent immense shockwaves through the Korean soldiers.
They now realized that Lin Tian's killing was not random; his true target was their commander.
He intended to take the enemy general's head amidst a sea of troops.
This realization made the Korean soldiers abandon all else. They swarmed around Lin Tian, attempting to halt his advance and surround him.
Even the Korean commander issued an order to temporarily disregard the others and focus solely on Lin Tian.
The combat power Lin Tian displayed was simply too astonishing, posing a palpable threat to the Korean commander.
He had a premonition that if Lin Tian was not dealt with, he would face immense trouble.
To that end, he dispatched numerous elite soldiers and formidable generals, alongside the regular Korean troops, to surround and kill Lin Tian.
In an instant, Lin Tian was completely enveloped by the Korean soldiers. Wang Wu and the others could no longer see him.
Fortunately, Lin Tian's voice did not cease.
"Fighting for survival, the heavens and earth tremble, a tragedy that startles the underworld."
"Three steps, one kill, the heart stops, the hands do not."
"Blood flows for ten thousand miles, corpses form mountains reaching the clouds."
"When the brave warrior completes his campaign, he rests his weary head on the enemy's corpse."
Accompanying these words were the bodies of Korean soldiers being flung through the air, and the ever-advancing ring of their encirclement.
Wang Wu and the others knew that Lin Tian was still killing, his objective as clear as ever: to reach the Korean commander.
This action was naturally to protect Wang Wu and the others.
Only by Lin Tian completely drawing the attention of these Korean soldiers could Wang Wu and the others remain safe, for the time being.
However, this fleeting safety brought tears to Wang Wu's eyes.
Their present security was a result of Lin Tian risking his life in battle.
And he was still fighting desperately.
This display was so overwhelming that even Li Yinghao could no longer bear it.
"Send reinforcements! Come and save us!"
"He is still just a child, still just a boy!!"
Lin Tian's combat prowess was undeniable, but his age was that of a fresh recruit, just entering the battlefield.
Therefore, in Li Yinghao's eyes, Lin Tian was still a child.
Yet, this child bore too much.
With his strength, he could have easily broken through the encirclement and gone to fetch reinforcements.
But he did not. He remained within Xiangcheng, choosing to face the Korean army alongside everyone else.
And in this desperate situation, he faced the vast Korean army alone, which made Li Yinghao and the others break down.
If possible, they wished they had already fallen in battle, so as not to become a burden to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian was unaware of their thoughts.
At this moment, his killing intent boiled over, and the Korean commander was within his sight.
His song began to ring out.
"Men, do not tremble, I have a song for you:"
"To kill one is a crime, to slaughter ten thousand is to be a hero."
"Slaughter ninety million, and you shall be the hero of heroes."
"Hero of heroes, with a different path."
"Seeing through the thousand years of righteous fame, let this life display heroic might."
"Covet not good reputation, but infamy; kill a million, yet feel no remorse."
"Better to be hated by ten thousand tongues, than to have no one curse my name."
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With every line Lin Tian sang, he unleashed a sword strike.
Each strike sent forth sword energy that stretched for dozens of feet. At this moment, even a cliff face before him would be severed.
Let alone the flesh and blood of the Korean soldiers in front of him.
Lin Tian's sword not only shattered the weapons of the Korean soldiers within dozens of feet but also claimed the lives of countless others.
With another swing, a clear path opened before Lin Tian, with no obstacles, directly facing the Korean commander.
Lin Tian stood proudly, like an immortal swordsman on earth, striking fear into countless hearts.
Seeing the corpses piled at Lin Tian's feet, the Korean commander's legs turned to jelly.
"Stop him! Quickly, stop him!!"
Previously, the Korean commander had not taken Lin Tian's ambition of taking the enemy general's head seriously, believing it impossible.
But as Lin Tian truly appeared before him, reciting the line "Slaughter ninety million, and you shall be the hero of heroes," the Korean commander genuinely trembled with fear.
A god of slaughter. This was a true god of slaughter.
At this moment, even he, the Korean commander, could not suppress his inner fear.
"Protect me! Quickly, come and protect me!!"
He called for protection.
However, his personal guards surged forward, but they were utterly incapable of withstanding Lin Tian's onslaught. The moment they approached, they were all killed by Lin Tian's sword.
Then, as if unhindered, Lin Tian appeared directly before the Korean commander.
With a single thrust, Lin Tian pierced the Korean commander through the heart. No matter how precious the armor, it could not defend against Lin Tian's blade.
Before the eyes of all, the Korean commander fell beneath Lin Tian's sword.
The remaining Korean soldiers looked at their fallen commander, then at the countless Korean soldiers Lin Tian had slain along his path.
Then, they broke.
"The God of Slaughter! He is the God of Slaughter of Qin!"
"Run! Quickly, run! This man has gone mad!"
"A demon! He is a demon crawling from hell, he will drag us all down!"
Both Lin Tian's ruthless methods and the poems he recited deeply shocked everyone.
During the earlier encirclement of Lin Tian, they had already felt their strength waning.
Now, with their commander dead, they could hold on no longer.
One by one, they fled in disarray.
Lin Tian's single-handed prowess had shattered their morale.
Lin Tian made no move to stop, nor did he pursue, the fleeing Korean soldiers.
Only after everyone had departed did Lin Tian lean on his sword, standing tall.
Although his combat power was peerless and unmatched, this time, he was truly exhausted from killing.
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