I walk sideways in the game world

Chapter 165: Swords of War, Bloody Battlefields

"Ren Xiaoyao! How dare he?!" Marshal Hawke roared with bloodshot eyes and gnashing teeth. He never imagined that the war he had carefully planned would be turned upside down by a young man like Ren Xiaoyao.

"Marshal, what should we do now?" The deputy general's face was pale. He had heard of Ren Xiaoyao's reputation a long time ago. Now the other side was leading a surprise attack with a surprise force and their morale was high, while their rear was attacked and their army's morale was shaken. As one side gained strength while the other lost, the balance of victory and defeat had begun to tilt.

"Why are you panicking? Pass the order down, all the troops must assemble, follow me to fight Ren Xiaoyao!" Marshal Hawke was, after all, a veteran who had experienced hundreds of battles. He quickly calmed down, with a fierce look in his eyes. Ren Xiaoyao, today it's either you die or I die!

Across the plains, shouts of killing shook the heavens. Ren Xiaoyao led the charge, his spear wielding like a dragon, each swing taking the lives of several enemy soldiers. The Chiyan Army behind him was unstoppable, like a sharp knife, piercing the enemy's heart.

"Kill! For the Empire!"

"Charge! Kill all these invaders!"

Amidst the deafening cries of battle, the two armies clashed in close combat, swords flashing and blood and flesh flying everywhere. At this moment, the balance of war seemed to tilt towards the Empire.

"Ren Xiaoyao! You little brat, stop being so arrogant!" A roar rang out like thunder. Marshal Hawke, wearing heavy armor and holding a huge axe, led the elite troops to break through the siege and headed straight for Ren Xiaoyao.

When enemies meet, their eyes turn red. Ren Xiaoyao sneered and went forward fearlessly.

"Old thief Hawke, today is the day you die!"

The soldiers of both armies stopped fighting involuntarily and focused their eyes on the front of the two armies. These two top warriors on the battlefield were about to start a life-and-death duel!

Marshal Hawke roared, and with the might of splitting a mountain and a strong wind, he swung his giant axe towards Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao was not in a hurry. He shook his spear, and the tip of the spear turned into a cold star, which touched the blade of the giant axe.

"clang!"

There was a loud clang of metal clashing, sparks flying everywhere. Marshal Hawke felt a tremendous force, his palms numb, and he involuntarily took several steps back.

"Old thing, is this all you can do?" Ren Xiaoyao sneered, and the spear in his hand shook, turning into a sky full of spear shadows, covering Marshal Hawke.

"Arrogant boy, watch out for the axe!" Marshal Hawke roared, waving the huge axe and trying his best to resist Ren Xiaoyao's attack.

For a moment, the two men launched a thrilling duel on the battlefield, with both sides fighting back and forth, neither giving in.

Seeing this, Xia Lin, who was watching the battle from a distance, a trace of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she murmured softly, "Brother Xiaoyao..."

At the edge of the battlefield, a young general wearing silver armor and holding a long sword watched the scene before him. A sneer appeared on his face as he slowly raised the long sword in his hand...

The duel between Ren Xiaoyao and Marshal Hawke was like two bolts of lightning colliding fiercely on a dark, cloudy battlefield, illuminating half the sky. Marshal Hawke's axe was powerful and heavy, each swing carrying an overwhelming momentum, as if cleaving Ren Xiaoyao in two. Ren Xiaoyao, relying on his nimble body and exquisite spearmanship, roamed outside Marshal Hawke's attack range, occasionally stabbing directly at vital points, and sometimes parrying the axe's attacks, sparks flying everywhere.

"Bang!" Marshal Hawke's axe struck a boulder with such force that it instantly shattered into pieces, sending debris flying everywhere. Ren Xiaoyao seized the opportunity and charged forward, his spear piercing Marshal Hawke's throat like a venomous snake.

"Bang!" Marshal Hawke reacted quickly, swinging his giant axe to barely block the shot, but the huge force still made his arm numb, his knuckles cracked, and blood flowed down the axe handle.

"Old man, your strength doesn't seem to be what it used to be!" Ren Xiaoyao sneered, and his attack became more fierce. Marshal Hawke became more and more frightened as the battle went on, and he found himself gradually falling into a disadvantage.

"Damn it! How come this kid's strength improves so quickly!" Marshal Hawk cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

Watching the battle from afar, Xia Lin's heart leaped into her throat. She clenched her hands, her palms slick with sweat, and her beautiful eyes were filled with worry. Although she didn't know martial arts, she could tell that the duel between Ren Xiaoyao and Marshal Hawke had reached a life-or-death moment.

"Brother Xiaoyao, you must win!" Xia Lin prayed silently in her heart.

At the edge of the battlefield, the young general, clad in silver armor and holding a long sword, smiled ever more broadly. He slowly raised the long sword and said to a deputy general beside him, "Pass the order down, prepare..."

Ren Xiaoyao's offensive was like a raging storm, wave after wave, forcing Marshal Hawke to retreat repeatedly. Marshal Hawke was old, his strength was gradually failing, and the axe in his hand became heavy. He knew that if this continued, he would be defeated.

"Boy, don't get complacent!" Marshal Hawke roared, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. "Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

Before he finished speaking, Marshal Hawke suddenly dropped the great axe in his hand, quickly forming seals with his hands and muttering something. As he chanted, the surrounding heaven and earth energy began to violently fluctuate, and a powerful energy quickly gathered within him.

Ren Xiaoyao was shocked and realized that Marshal Hawke was going to fight to the death, so he quickly retreated.

"Want to run? Too late!" Marshal Hawke laughed wildly and pushed out his hands suddenly.

A dazzling beam of light shot out from Marshal Hawke's hand and headed straight for Ren Xiaoyao. Ren Xiaoyao didn't dare to delay and quickly raised his gun to block it.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the light exploded, transforming into a powerful shock wave that swept across the entire battlefield. Ren Xiaoyao was shocked and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Xia Lin exclaimed and rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao desperately.

At the edge of the battlefield, the young general's smile deepened, and the long sword in his hand was half unsheathed, flashing with a cold light.

"Pass the order, attack!"

"Kill!"

The deafening shouts of killing resounded through the sky, and the enemy troops came like a tide.

"Xiaoyao, how are you?" Xia Lin helped Ren Xiaoyao up and asked anxiously.

Ren Xiaoyao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to stand up, but found that his body seemed to be falling apart and the pain was unbearable.

"I'm fine..." Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath and said while enduring the severe pain, "Let's go, it's dangerous here!"

"Want to leave? Not that easy!" Marshal Hawke appeared in front of the two of them. His face was pale and his breath was disordered. He was obviously suffering from the backlash, but his eyes were full of madness and murderous intent.

"Today, none of you will leave here alive!" Marshal Hawke grinned and approached step by step.

Ren Xiaoyao protected Xia Lin behind him and looked at Marshal Hawke with a firm gaze. He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable...

Xia Lin supported Ren Xiaoyao, feeling the weakness emanating from him, her heart aching with anxiety. Marshal Hawke approached like a demon seeking his life, and all around them, shouts of killing shook the heavens. Their own soldiers were being beaten back by the enemy's onslaught, and despair spread across the battlefield like a plague.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what should we do?" Xia Lin's voice trembled slightly. She could feel that Ren Xiaoyao was in a very bad condition and couldn't even hold the spear in his hand.

Ren Xiaoyao remained silent, his eyes closed, as if taking in something. Marshal Hawke's wild laughter, the clanging of weapons, the wailing of soldiers—all the sounds gradually faded from his ears. It seemed as if the only thing left in the world was him and the powerful force awakening within him.

"Now!" Ren Xiaoyao suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashing in them, and his originally weak aura instantly became extremely sharp. He pushed Xia Lin away with his backhand, and at the same time, his figure dodged to the side like a ghost, avoiding Marshal Hawke's inevitable attack.

"Huh?" Marshal Hawke was shocked. Ren Xiaoyao in front of him seemed to have become a different person. A strong sense of oppression came over him, which made even this veteran who had fought for many years feel afraid.

Ren Xiaoyao ignored Marshal Hawke's surprise. He slowly raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and pointed to the sky.

"Buzz!"

With a soft hum, the sky and earth changed color. Wind and clouds converged, and a dazzling light descended from the sky, enveloping Ren Xiaoyao. The spear in his hand seemed to come alive, trembling violently and emitting bursts of dragon roars.

"What is this?!" Marshal Hawke felt a strong sense of unease in his heart. He wanted to retreat, but found that he seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force and could not move.

Ren Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes, filled with fierce murderous intent. The spear in his hand shone brightly, and a golden spear beam dozens of feet long shot up into the sky, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

"One sword breaks all laws!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted loudly, and the spear in his hand turned into a golden lightning, stabbing towards Marshal Hawke with lightning speed.

This sword seemed to have condensed the power of heaven and earth, carrying an indestructible momentum, making it impossible to dodge or block it!

"No!——" Marshal Hawke roared in despair, but it was all in vain.

The golden spear light instantly penetrated his body and nailed him to the ground.

Marshal Hawke's eyes were wide open, full of disbelief. He could never have imagined that he would be defeated by a young boy, and defeated so thoroughly.

Ren Xiaoyao slowly retracted his spear, the golden light dissipated, and his aura gradually returned to calm, as if the devastating blow just now was not delivered by him.

He looked down at Marshal Hawke, who was pinned to the ground by him, and said calmly, "It's over."

The sounds of fighting on the battlefield had stopped at some point, and everyone was staring at the scene in amazement, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

In the enemy camp, the veins on the young general's hand bulged as he gripped the hilt of his sword, and the confident smile on his face froze...