Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 516 - 163 Qin Has Sharp Warriors!!! (6800 words)

Ben You, with a curved saber in his hand, stood within the border city camp.

In reality, he just stood there blankly.

His eyes reflected the wildly dancing red silks in the sky, fierce like fire, as if they were about to burn up the entire Heaven and Earth in one breath. The sound of clear bell chimes, though it was unclear from where they came, seemed even more ethereal.

His eyes were wide open.

They conveyed a mesmerized look.

He had never seen such a vast spectacle.

Just as he was about to be completely lost in confusion about his surroundings, a sudden soft crackling sound from behind was followed by a surge of chillness, like the rolling cold winds sweeping down from the Heavenly Mountain.

Killing intent!

Ben You was momentarily stunned, then his body hair bristled, and he subconsciously gripped the curved saber tightly, swiftly turning around. Opposite him was originally the dungeon door, now the wooden door was pushed ajar, revealing only darkness and a piercing pair of eyes from within.

Like a tiger.

Instinctively, Ben You's heart jolted, and he raised his saber, yet he only took a defensive stance and did not advance.

This was the border pass of the Kingdom of Che Shi, where only Tuoba Wu's direct line of troops were stationed. Although they might not be among the elite of the world, they certainly counted as fierce soldiers.

Such a loud noise could not possibly be ignored.

As if a boulder had been thrown into water, stirring up ripples, the surrounding fierce soldiers snapped out of their trance-like stupor, a thick murderous aura emerging.

The clamor of unsheathing curved sabers did not cease.

Blades flashed like a forest, and the murderous aura surged violently.

Dressed in brown Light Armor, the fierce soldiers of the Kingdom of Che Shi turned to face the originally empty dungeon.

Amidst the leisurely creaking sound, the door was composedly pushed open, and the chill grown heavier. Standing in the doorway were three Qin soldiers in black tunics, covered in wounds. The leader held in his right hand a Golden Curved Saber of the Northern Hun Nation, and in his left hand, he tightly gripped a head.

That head was all too familiar to Ben You.

So in that instant, his brain felt as though it had been fiercely struck, leaving him only dazed with a curved saber in his hand.

He had intended to charge forward in attack, but now he merely held the blade, unable to make any reaction.

He had never seen such a sight—

A mere prisoner of one nation, actually beheading a prince of another nation within a dungeon?!

And the next moment, he even realized the Northern Hun Prince had died within the border pass of the Kingdom of Che Shi.

Ben You's face instantly turned pale.

Baili Feng's eyes swept across, his expression calm as ice, his heart was beating fiercely, but regardless of his expression or demeanor, he remained utterly composed.

Holding Helian Zhizhi's head, facing those densely packed, saber-wielding soldiers of the Kingdom of Che Shi, he advanced instead of retreating, taking a step forward.

Amid the loud rustling sound, more than a hundred fierce soldiers of the Kingdom of Che Shi took a big step back in unison, creating a large open space in front of the three Qin soldiers.

Though these soldiers retreated, they were not willing to loosen the encirclement, far beyond the judgment abilities of these ordinary soldiers. Yet even so, they definitely couldn't allow Baili Feng and his men to leave.

Not by any means!

Baili Feng felt slightly relieved inside.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Che Shi were not mindlessly reckless, finally, he saw a glimmer of escape from a deadly situation, his face and demeanor becoming even more composed.

He continued to walk forward.

This was the Border City military camp, where soldiers were stationed for guard and defense everywhere, soldiers from other areas within the Kingdom of Che Shi, noticing the disturbance, continuously gathered.

Continuously retreating.

The chaos escalated, finally catching the attention of the military leaders.

The first to arrive was an extremely tall and robust general of the Kingdom of Che Shi, with bulky muscles. One look, and it was clear he was skilled in charging into battle and slaying generals, his raw strength formidable. While most of the Kingdom of Che Shi used curved sabers, he held a heavy, solid Mountain Opening Axe.

Upon seeing Baili Feng and his men, he raised his eyebrows, appearing extremely aggravated by the current situation. Pushing aside the soldiers in front of him with a cursing, he stepped forward.

Then his shoulders moved, the giant axe that had been resting on his shoulder was propelled by the force, roaring as it sprung up and swung forward, its blade ruthlessly sharp, slashing directly towards Baili Feng.

This battle axe, being so heavy, descended swiftly when swung, the wind it dragged ruffling Baili Feng's hair, exposing his broad forehead and a pair of icy, calm eyes.

Baili Feng's eyes slightly widened, and he suddenly bellowed,

"I am a Defending General of Great Qin."

"The Kingdom of Che Shi first killed a person of high status from Northern Hun, and now slays a Great Qin Defending General."

"Do you all wish to die!!!"

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The bellow was like Rushing Thunder.

He spoke in the language of the Kingdom of Che Shi.

It came from Tuoba Yue.

The axe-wielding general started, only then noticing the precise appearance of the head in Baili Feng's hand, which was not the ordinary soldier he had imagined, but rather a quite handsome, yet sinister, young man. He stared back even in death, his eyes fixed on him.

The Seventh Prince of the Northern Hun Nation—

Helian Zhizhi!

The general's heart suddenly trembled, his Inner Strength flowing backwards, his heavy weapon breaking the air and nearly smashed against Baili Feng's cheek as it fell to the ground.

The ground cracked fiercely, the blast rolling, shaking Baili Feng's hair and garment hem.

The axe-wielding general turned pale, his recent reverse flow of breath having disturbed his internal energy and organs. Thick blood streamed from the corner of his mouth, yet he paid it no heed, only staring with eyes as large as Copper Bells at the head in Baili Feng's hand, his hand trembling almost, he gritted his teeth and said: