His comrades around him all fell down, and he alone guarded the heroic pass.

  The true energy in the body is almost exhausted.

  Even if it were a heavenly demon's disintegration, I would still be unable to muster up even a single thread of true energy again.

  Li Bo Lake has reached a dead end, with no way out.

  His body was already in a state of disrepair, with all his internal organs displaced, and his entire body covered in bloodstains, suffering from extreme pain every moment.

  But at this moment, he smiled.

  He laughed happily and brightly.

  His hand-held spear, which was over two zhang long, sprang up from the ground and pierced through the enemy's throat one after another. His hands only had a weak force, and what enabled him to do this was not his own strength, but the slight elasticity produced by each contact with the enemy's weapon and body.

  With just that one moment of intersection, with just that one thread of weak power, he managed to achieve a sure kill.

  His soul is constantly sublimating, his consciousness is constantly expanding, in this square inch of land, it is his territory, and his spirit has merged with the land.

  The so-called unity of heaven and man is just like this.

  As his life was coming to an end, he finally grasped the spiritual way and opened that mysterious gate leading to infinite possibilities.

  One foot had already stepped inside, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

  In his domain, every move of everyone is under his control. Here, he is God, the omnipotent deity who can dominate everything and has no limits.

  It's just...

  Too late...

  Maibaiti took a big step forward and came to Hamiti's front, kneeling down on one knee.

  "How's it going? Has Beishengmen been taken down?" Hami asked with a glance.

  "Not yet." Maibaiti lowered his head and said in a low voice, his tone filled with extreme shame.

  "For two hours, it's already been two hours, what...what are you all doing?" Hamiti's voice suddenly rose, staring at Mai Mai Ti's eyes filled with infinite anger.

  Ma Bu-yi lifted his head, this iron-blooded hot-blooded man, and there was a hint of mist in his eyes. He choked: "Guo Shi, we...we have already lost over a thousand brothers at the North Victory Gate..."

  He was already choked with sobs by this point.

  A flash of sorrow crossed Hami's face, he stepped forward and kicked Mai Mai Ti with one foot, kicking his large body into a somersault.

  "I don't care how many casualties there are, I want Beisheng Gate, I only want Beisheng Gate." He shouted sternly.

  Maibaiti Zhang widened his eyes and distinguished: "Guoshi, that Han general's martial arts are strong, and the sons have died and injured countless..."

  "Hmph..." Hami interrupted him, sneering: "I always thought that the men of the grasslands were the bravest in this world, but today you're actually afraid of a weak Han man. You..."

  He pointed at Maibaiti and said loudly: "You are not worthy of being a hero on the grassland, you... are a coward."

  Ma Mai's massive body suddenly rose up, his eyes fixed on Hami Tie were filled with a raging fire that could burn everything.

  Hamidi's face revealed a look of disdain, and he gazed at him coldly.

  Maibaiti no longer distinguished, turned around and walked out in big strides.

  Dai Mai's robust figure disappeared from view, and Hami's tense face relaxed. He let out a deep sigh and walked heavily back to his seat, with a layer of mist appearing in his eyes. At this moment, he looked so exhausted.

  "Teacher..."

  A young and slender boy came up to him and gently patted his back.

  "Ha Jie, do you think the teacher is being too strict?" Ha Mi Ci's gaze swept across his only disciple's face, instantly spotting a hint of dissatisfaction, and asked.

  Kazuki's hand stopped unnaturally for a moment, he raised his head and bravely met his teacher's stern gaze: "Teacher, actually we can easily get the North Victory Gate."

  "Oh..." Hamdi glanced at him with a skeptical look and asked in a low voice: "Really?"

  "Is...". Ha Qie's face suddenly turned red, and he hastily said: "As long as the siege troops are called back, a team of archers is sent out, and after three rounds of arrow rain, there will be no one alive outside the North Victory Gate. Or... or, there are many roads leading to the imperial palace, and I don't believe that every gate has a Li Bohu in front of it. Besides, hasn't the big gate on the east side already been taken?"

  The sharp gaze of Hami gradually softened, and he lightly sighed: "Hajia, you haven't even been to the scene, yet you can see this point, it's not in vain that I taught you. But have you ever thought, if I did this, wouldn't I be telling the world that Li Bohu is invincible, and no one from Xiongnu can stop him?"

  Kaja's face showed a hint of puzzlement: "Teacher, didn't you always teach me that in the second army, everything is used to the extreme? Why have you suddenly become so conservative?"

  Hami stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, asking: "Hajia, our Xiongnu tribe can dominate various tribes on the vast grasslands, lead the heroes, and fight against the Han people for hundreds of years. Do you know what it relies on?"

  "It's with courage and endurance." Ha Ke puffed out his chest and said loudly.

  "Not bad, we have been able to stand upright for hundreds of years without falling, relying on the courage that is not afraid of death and the perseverance that is unyielding. Hamidi's tone gradually rose, he said excitedly: "On the grassland, the living conditions are harsh, there are many ethnic groups, but the fertile grasslands are limited after all. In order to grab a place where one can live and settle down, the price is often the disappearance of a tribe. Only those who can dominate this land are truly men."

  He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a fierce and ruthless color, and shouted loudly: "We Xiongnu people can dominate here, and there is no luck in it. Everyone knows that the invincible heroes of the world are our good men of Xiongnu. Now, Li Bogu has been stationed here for nearly two hours, his name of bravery has already been engraved in the hearts of all Xiongnu people, this... is absolutely impossible. I would rather fall down another thousand people, and I will strike him down openly and fairly."

  "Teacher......" Ha Jie exclaimed and involuntarily took a step back.

  "I want everyone to know that there is no one in the world who can be more ruthless, more ferocious and stronger than the Xiongnu people. Only the Xiongnu are the bravest and invincible tribe in the world." Hami turned around and looked towards the palace, his loud voice echoing in the room: "You must remember that courage and endurance are the foundation of our Xiongnu nation, as long as we do not abandon these two words, our Xiongnu nation will last forever."

  He Man's face turned bright red as he replied loudly: "Yes, teacher."

  Hamida stared silently in the direction of Beisheng Gate for a long time without saying a word.

  However, Ha Qian did not know that his teacher was silently regretful in his heart. If he had used the bow and arrow at the beginning of the battle, then there would be no need to let so many brave men die in vain.

  "Ha Qie, transmit the order: have Li Zhi Zong Shi proceed to the North Sheng Gate."

  "Teacher, you..."

  "If Mai Mai Ti dies in battle, then please ask Master Li Zhi to take action himself. Ask him to necessarily use the momentum of thunder and lightning to kill with one blow."

  Outside North Victory Gate.

  Ma Mai Ti strode forward, grasped the collar of his upper garment with both hands and tore it apart with a loud rip, revealing a torso of wavy, ancient bronze-colored muscles.

  He sank his breath into his dantian, his entire skeletal system crackling with a deafening explosion, as a bloodthirsty and violent killing aura burst forth into the sky.

  Maimiti Hu Mu glared and shouted loudly: "Get out of here, all of you!"

  The Xiongnu warriors beside him retreated like a tide, although they were brave and no one wanted to be a deserter, but facing a man who was like the god of death, there were still a few parts of fear in their hearts.

  Maibaiti didn't say a word, waving the hundred-refined steel knife in his hand, and rushed forward, slashing down with one knife.

  Li Bohu, who had almost exhausted his oil lamp, felt a fierce and ferocious killing intent emanating endlessly from the knife, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him had already made up his mind to die.

  This one knife is already concentrated with all his strength, and the knife goes without return.

  Although he was already wide open, a light shot would have taken his life. However, he fought so desperately that this desperate blow could not be underestimated.

  Li Bohu let out a light sigh, his gun level and thrust out, touching the blade of Mai Mai Ti's knife, borrowing force to sweep horizontally in mid-air.

  Ma Buqi's anger was uncontrollable, but he managed to stop his charging footsteps because a long spear had already been placed in front of him. The spear was one zhang two chi long, and the tip of the spear was pointing directly at his throat. If he took another half step forward, the spearhead that was flashing with a piercing light would have pierced through his throat.

  He is not afraid of death, but if he dies in vain, it's not what a brave warrior would do.

  Maibaiti let out a loud roar and with one heavy slash of his knife, he chopped down towards the barrel of the gun.

  Li Bo Lake's eyes had gradually become blurred, he could no longer see the scenery in front of him, only a white misty expanse remained, he knew that his life was about to end, and he could no longer hold on.

  However, his spiritual awareness was still very lively, and he could clearly feel the movements of the man in front of him, even knowing the flow of true energy within his body.

  The corner of his mouth revealed a hint of disdainful smile, the long spear stood still, waiting for the moment when the swords and spears clashed. At that instant, his long spear seemed to have suddenly gained spirituality, flying into mid-air, drawing another semicircle before returning to its original position.

  Ma Bu Tian's body was already drenched in sweat, his knife moved swiftly, if he slowed down by a fraction of a second, that long spear would have pierced his throat.

  In this brief moment, he had already displayed the fastest and most ruthless swordsmanship in history. However, human strength sometimes reaches its limits, and his speed had already surpassed his own extreme limits, unable to increase even by a single thread.

  Li Bohu suddenly exerted his strength, the long spear left his hand like an arrow off the string, like a flying dragon dancing in the air, and flew straight to Mai Mai Ti.

  Ma Buyi's swordsmanship has reached its limit, unable to dodge, and is doomed to die.

  Suddenly a large hand stretched out and firmly grasped the flying seven-foot-long spear.

  A majestic figure appeared in front of Maibaiti.

  His eyes were deep and bright, gazing at Li Bohu who was still standing upright, as well as the giant wolf flag behind him and the flames that rose to the sky.

  After a long time, he let out a deep sigh, threw down the silver spear in his hand and left far away.