Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 576 - 106: One Against Ten Thousand, The Hero’s Curtain Call (Part 2)

Chapter 576: Chapter 106: One Against Ten Thousand, The Hero’s Curtain Call (Part 2)

Rumble!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

At some point, the sky over the battlefield changed color, and Khan Chagatai looked up at the oppressive sky, saying solemnly, "All the peoples of the grassland fear lightning."

"But I have heard that you never fear the wrath of Heaven."

Clang.

He drew the curved blade from his waist, speaking slowly, "I fear not."

An eagle should soar in thunderous storms.

He had defeated enemies under the fury of lightning more than once. Today, as the Overlord of the grasslands, whether victory or defeat, he wouldn’t betray those who followed him with their lives.

He used an open strategy to draw Duncan into battle and kept the Pantheism neutral.

All the strategies had been exhausted.

Yet he still didn’t know what kind of opponent he was facing.

The souls were mourning.

They felt like a traitor, abandoning the old flame for a new love.

But they wouldn’t regret it, for they had wagered everything.

Rumble!

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and the howling gale made the flags flutter. Twenty thousand cavalrymen began to move forward slowly, gradually accelerating with the pounding of war drums.

Behind Khan Chagatai, the riders waved the banners, and soon the cavalry on both flanks began to disperse. Several thousand cavalry formed a circular mounted archery formation, simultaneously harassing and invading from the left and right, while the Central Army slightly slowed its pace, still accumulating momentum, ready to launch a thunderous assault at any moment.

"Using a god’s-eye view to find the weak points in dealing with such an opponent seems a bit unfair."

"Since you want a heroic end, I’ll grant you that."

Duncan led the Divine Favor Khan’s Personal Guard directly in a charge. Behind him, the cavalry from the Torgut tribe struggled to keep up, starting to fall behind, causing slight confusion in the command of the left and right flanks. The entire formation looked like a disconnected wedge formation, with Duncan leading several hundred Khan’s Personal Guards far ahead as the tip.

What is he trying to do?

Completely abandoning the command of the army?

Khan Chagatai noticed the enemy’s flaw, immediately ordering the flanks to encircle, exploiting the enemy’s chaos to completely smash their sides. Meanwhile, he personally led the Central Army forward, knowing that as long as he intercepted Duncan’s leading Khan’s Personal Guard, the enemy’s defeat was only a matter of time.

Rumble!

Bolts of lightning tore through the sky one after another.

Roar.

Duncan’s war shout even drowned out the thunder. Under the stunned gaze of countless grassland nomads, the leading Divine Favor Khan’s Personal Guard had already rushed to the forefront, with Duncan’s figure leading them by nearly a hundred or two hundred meters.

One against ten thousand!

At this moment, it felt as if he alone was charging into the ranks of ten thousand troops.

Bang!

The foremost grassland cavalry was swept aside by Duncan, his body crashing through them like a cannonball, knocking down more than ten people. The storm raged as Duncan’s path was cleared, causing Khan Chagatai’s Personal Guard to be utterly defeated, with the foremost hundreds of cavalrymen collapsing under his lone charge.

"Truly invincible!"

Khan Chagatai’s expression was remarkably calm. Duncan, favored by the souls, must have extraordinary abilities. His unmatched valor was entirely within his expectations.

Mounted archery formation.

He took the grassland war bow from his back, personally leading the Khan’s Personal Guard Eagle Shooters at full gallop to face Duncan head-on. Retreating at this moment would utterly collapse their army’s morale, given that the enemy dared to break through alone.

"Fire!"

Thousands upon thousands of arrows rained down.

In the stunned and incredulous gaze of many, Duncan wielded his Necromancy spear, causing a storm to rise. The countless arrows were surprisingly blocked by him alone, creating an empty area with a diameter of about ten meters amidst the army of ten thousand.

Was he still a mortal?

At this moment, even Khan Chagatai felt a twinge of fear.

But he still swung his long knife, commanding the army to surround from both sides, intercepting the supporting Divine Favor Khan’s Personal Guard while concentrating forces to encircle and kill the advancing Duncan.

Even a divine being will eventually tire.

"Shoot the horse!"

After all, Duncan’s deflection might not be flawless. Even his divine steed in heavy armor let out a mournful cry, front hooves kneeling on the ground as if losing the ability to run.

His figure darted forward without any hesitation, sprinting like a primordial beast, completely surpassing the speed of a galloping horse.

One against ten thousand.

A single man breaking the ranks of ten thousand!

Amidst the raging storm, Duncan broke through Khan Chagatai’s Personal Guard head-on. Wherever he went, men and horses fell, and no one could stop his advance. With dozens of arrows embedded in him, some even penetrating his heavy armor and injuring his flesh, he remained indifferent, heading straight for Khan Chagatai amidst the army of thousands.

"Charge! Xianzhen!"

Boke Lie and many other Divine Favor Khan’s Personal Guards watched Duncan’s figure disappear into the mass of soldiers, entering a berserk state as they broke through the ranks by force, following in Duncan’s footsteps into the sea of enemy soldiers.

He is here!

The man is here!

Khan Chagatai showed a trace of shock. Neither the Khan’s Personal Guard nor the Eagle Shooters could stop that man, as if he were a god of war descended from the underworld, charging through the ranks of thousands and closing in on Khan Chagatai’s Central Army main force.

"Indeed, like a ghost god!"

Khan Chagatai took a deep breath, drawing the long knife from his waist, pointing it forward, rallying hundreds of Khan’s Personal Guards around him. Their expressions were solemn, ready to face death with resolution as they drew their weapons in unison, galloping towards Duncan before them.

They each passed by Khan Chagatai, as if they were rushing to their deaths, using their flesh and blood to stop Duncan’s advance.

Wailing.

The souls were lamenting, barely able to bear watching.

This battle, rather than saying it was an internal war among the grassland tribes, was more a contest between the new and old chosen ones, and one of them had to make their curtain call.

Khan Chagatai was not an unknown man; he had the right to choose the manner of his death.

So, the Pantheism’s Shaman knelt down to pray to Duncan.

Boom!

Duncan had pierced through the formation of ten thousand troops, his entire being soaked in blood like a war god incarnate. He had reached the front of Khan Chagatai, with his Divine Favor Khan’s Personal Guard not far behind, charging through thousands of elite soldiers with unstoppable force. The Dragon Banner followed in his wake.

Bam!

The clash was brief, and Khan Chagatai felt an unimaginable force. His long knife splintered and flew from his hand, nearly knocking him off his horse. Even his dragon steed let out a mournful cry, but the finest rider on the grassland was still not lower in step combat prowess to that man.

Duncan’s spear struck like a dragon, showing no mercy as he swiftly slew more than ten Khan’s Personal Guards, then swept his spear horizontally, his figure leaping into the air. In the shocked gaze of many, he single-handedly subdued Khan Chagatai’s dragon steed, and then captured him unhorsed.

The souls finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the observing Pantheism Shaman couldn’t help but relax.

Capture alive!

One against ten thousand, single-handedly breaking the ranks and capturing Khan Chagatai.

All of this felt like witnessing a myth for everyone.

As Duncan captured Khan Chagatai, the battlefield gradually fell into silence, leaving only the sound of the howling wind. At some point, waves of cheers rose from the direction of the Torgut tribe, echoing like avalanches and tsunamis across the grassland.

"Son of Heaven!"

"Favored of the souls!"

"Heavenly Khan!"

Duncan threw the captured Khan Chagatai to his Divine Favor Khan’s Personal Guard, who tied him up. Then, with his spear in hand, Duncan rode out of the formation, looking down at the tens of thousands of grassland cavalry, roaring, "I am the will of Heaven!"

"Favored of the souls!"

"Do you wish to decide life and death with me here!"

"Or follow me to conquer this world!"

The souls roared.

The souls howled.

They were boiling with passion, eager to lay waste to all sides!

Clatter.

Countless cavalrymen discarded their weapons, dismounting to kneel on one knee toward Duncan. From this day forth, there would be only one Overlord on the grassland, marking the beginning of a new era by the new chosen one.

Their destiny would be a grand expedition, waging wars to the world’s edge.

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