Chapter 8

The soldiers of Qingyang Ling experienced the most peculiar battle today. Initially, everyone believed that this battle, lacking any underhanded tactics, would inevitably turn into a straightforward clash. However, no one really cared; after so many years of war, the soldiers had grown accustomed to the fact that some of their brothers-in-arms would not return from each campaign, and sometimes, they themselves wouldn't return either. But today's battle, which was supposed to be a straightforward fight, started with a problem right from the beginning.

To avoid enemy ambushes, Zhao Zheng had dispatched scouts to clear the battlefield before the battle began. The opposing Auckland army had done the same. After both sides had cleared the area, there wasn't even a bird to be seen, let alone a person. However, just as the two armies were about to clash in the center of the battlefield, a young man with a Tianhua appearance suddenly appeared.

The young man's appearance was already strange enough, but his attire was even more baffling. When He Ping arrived, he was wearing a pajama, something no one had ever seen before. Moreover, he seemed to have spoken a language that no one could understand, which was neither Tianhua nor Auckland, nor any other language spoken within their territories.

If this peculiar young man had been just that, both the Tianhua and Auckland soldiers might have mercilessly focused on their enemies, ignoring his fate. However, the young man displayed formidable strength, catching an arrow shot by a longbowman with his bare hands and then throwing it back to kill the longbowman. After that, he vanished.

These events didn't take much time and didn't substantially affect the battle, but it's worth noting that although the soldiers continued to charge and fight upon receiving orders, they didn't forget the mysterious young man who had appeared and then vanished. Everyone had a premonition that this young man was not an ordinary person and that he would return!

And now, he has returned! He Ping, who had reappeared in the battlefield, was no longer in his pajamas. He was now dressed in a digital camouflage uniform, with a Kevlar bulletproof vest, knee and elbow pads, and a Kevlar helmet. The visor on his helmet was pulled down to cover his eyes, and his hands, protected by cut-resistant gloves, held a gleaming halberd. The all-metal halberd was exceptionally heavy, far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary person, but for He Ping, who possessed divine strength, it was just right.

If his compatriots from his original world saw him now, they would surely laugh out loud. His full protective gear was entirely modern, and if you only looked at that, He Ping would appear as well-equipped as a fully armed soldier. However, he was holding a halberd, an old cold weapon that no one used in modern times. But for the people in the battlefield, this outfit wasn't much stranger than his previous appearance.

Friend or foe?

The moment He Ping appeared, all the fighting around him came to a halt. Everyone's weapons were pointed at him. After all, his combat prowess was evident to all, and if he suddenly attacked, none of the soldiers in front of him would be a match for him. Moreover, he was now wearing more protective gear and holding a halberd, a weapon that was not easy to use, and in Tianhua, only some powerful generals could wield it.

When He Ping charged towards the Auckland side without hesitation, the Tianhua soldiers felt a sense of relief, while the Auckland soldiers became even more tense. Seeing He Ping charge at them like a demon, a soldier closest to him raised his halberd and rushed forward. The spearhead of the halberd aimed at He Ping, like a snake's tongue, lunged towards his face. In an instant, the spearhead was right in front of He Ping, about to pierce him.

As the spearhead lunged towards him, He Ping's mind became clear. In his vision, it seemed as if everyone's movements had slowed down, just like when he had caught the arrow with his bare hands. At the last moment, as the spearhead was about to hit him, He Ping sidestepped, avoiding the spearhead. Then, he turned his body and swung his halberd in a large circle. The spearhead and the two smaller branches of the halberd struck the Auckland soldier's waist at high speed.

Indeed, it was a strike, not a stab. He Ping, although holding a halberd, did not know how to use it. He chose the halberd simply because he thought it looked the coolest. Therefore, he could only use his physical strength to wield it like a club. Because he had to dodge the enemy's attack, he turned his body and struck the soldier with the spearhead.

The effect? He Ping didn't want to describe it, and perhaps the Tianhua and Auckland soldiers who witnessed this scene didn't want to describe it either. In short, the Auckland soldier was dead, and not just dead, but his body was unrecognizable. The sudden impact on one side of his body caused his entire half to be crushed into the other half. The scene was so bloody and unbelievable.

Even the soldiers who had been fighting for a while and were already accustomed to the bloody environment were shocked by the way the Auckland soldier died. However, the shock on the Auckland side turned into fear, while the Tianhua soldiers were further invigorated by the bloody scene and followed He Ping in charging towards the Auckland side.

After taking down the first person, He Ping didn't stop. He immediately charged at another stunned Auckland soldier, raised his halberd, and thrust it straight at the soldier. The spearhead of the halberd accurately pierced the soldier's chest and came out from his back. He Ping lifted the halberd, raising the still-breathing Auckland soldier, and then threw him forward like a cannonball, smashing into another soldier.

Not only the soldier who was thrown like a cannonball but also the soldier who was hit died instantly. In an instant, He Ping had killed three enemies, and on the battlefield, he had become the sharp edge of the Tianhua side. Seeing this, Zhao Zheng didn't hesitate; he waved his hand, and the Tianhua soldiers charged through the gap He Ping had created.