Chapter 844: Chapter 342: Martial Dao Power, Annihilating Two Tribes! (Part 3)

At this moment, they were completely terrified.

"Retreat."

"Sound the gong to withdraw the troops."

Tuoba Hu roared loudly.

The sound of the gong echoed at the rear of the foreign army.

Upon hearing the gong.

The foreign troops could no longer hold on and fled desperately backward.

"Flee?"

"Do you think you can escape?"

Above the void.

Zhao Feng looked on coldly.

In this battle.

In just over a Chinese hour, the number of casualties on the foreign side had exceeded two hundred thousand.

This was a one-sided massacre.

Under Zhao Feng’s divine thought.

Wang Ben had already led the Lantian Camp to the rear of the foreign forces; there was nowhere left for them to escape.

"Elite Soldiers."

"Pursue."

"Don’t let a single foreigner escape."

"Slay them all."

Li Mu shouted coldly.

"Kill!" Meng Wu whispered as he urged his horse to pursue.

"Wind, wind, wind."

"Great wind."

Countless elite soldiers roared, frantically pursuing, striking with their blades as they caught up.

The elite soldiers in the rear lifted their repeating crossbows and fired, slaughtering madly.

In less than two Chinese hours.

The once boastful Tuoba Hu and Modu had lost their spirit and became like dogs that had lost their homes.

Desperately fleeing toward the Northern Frontier.

Trying to escape this dangerous place.

But as the foreigners fled.

In the north.

The ground trembled.

The void seemed to shudder.

In the eyes of countless despairing foreigners, innumerable black-armored Qin cavalry charged from the direction of their homeland.

On the plains, in the vast Great Desert, with no cities to defend, it was both the strength and weakness of the foreign tribes.

"Great King."

"It’s not good."

"The Qin Army has circled to the rear of our forces, cutting off our retreat."

"Our rear lines have already been broken by the Qin Army."

A general staying in the rear came before Tuoba Hu in panic, reporting fearfully.

As the words fell.

Tuoba Hu and Modu’s faces turned pale.

They looked towards the north.

Bang, bang, bang!

The ground trembled.

Countless black-armored Qin cavalry charged forward.

All wielding those long Mo knives, all breaking through with heavy armor.

"Damn foreigners."

"Dare to invade our Qin, courting death."

Wang Ben glared coldly, then lifted his Mo knife, shouting powerfully: "Daqin Elite Soldiers."

"Battle formation, start!"

The thirty thousand elite soldiers of the Lantian Camp all shouted: "Battle formation, gather!"

A massive six-hundred-zhang-long blood-red blade rose into the air.

In the eyes of countless terrified, despairing foreigners, it slashed down with a roar.

The ground shook.

A massive chasm, veined with blood and flesh, obliterated tens of thousands of foreigners in its path.

Then.

The three Qin camps combined forces for a total siege.

Slaughtering the foreigners madly!

Zhao Feng watched coldly.

Seeing the downfall of the elite troops of the Donghu and Xiongnu tribes.

As time passed.

A Chinese hour.

Two Chinese hours.

Three Chinese hours.

The sky had turned gloomy.

Only a few thousand royal guards remained around Tuoba Hu and Modu, trapped in the encirclement.

Tens of thousands of foreigners had been divided into countless groups, besieged crazily.

"It’s over."

"Our tribe is finished."

Despair filled Tuoba Hu’s eyes.

But Modu, glancing around, suddenly shouted: "I am Modu, Chanyu of the Xiongnu Clan, requesting an audience with the Qin General. I am willing to surrender, willing to submit to Qin, and my Xiongnu Clan is also willing to submit to Qin forever."

As Modu shouted.

Tuoba Hu, beside him, was astonished.

It seemed he didn’t expect Modu to be so cowardly.

"The people of Qin are ruthless; they won’t let us go."

"Rather than surrender, we should fight the Qin Army to the death."

Tuoba Hu said coldly.

Hearing Tuoba Hu, a cold light flashed in Modu’s eyes.

Then suddenly, he moved swiftly, knocking Tuoba Hu off his horse with a single slash.

"You... what are you doing?" Faced with this sudden betrayal, Tuoba Hu was stunned.

"Trading your life for my Chanyu’s life."

Modu dismounted, placing his blade against Tuoba Hu’s neck.

"Qin General."

"I have captured the Donghu Chanyu."

"I seek to surrender to Qin."

Modu conveyed, leading Tuoba Hu forward.

Shouting to the Qin elite soldiers ahead.

Upon seeing this.

The attacking Qin elite soldiers looked at each other, and the fighting around them paused temporarily.

Clearly.

These ordinary elite soldiers couldn’t make such decisions.

At that moment!

A voice fell from the void: "You want to surrender?"

Modu snapped his head up.

His eyes filled with shock and horror.

"Dragon... Dragon..."

All the foreigners around were stunned.

"Who are we really fighting against?"

"Do legendary dragons truly appear?"

At this moment, their hearts were filled with complexity and despair.

Even Tuoba Hu.

"How has Qin become so powerful?"

"Could Qin truly be heaven’s chosen?" Tuoba Hu’s eyes too were filled with despair and unwillingness.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"I am the Xiongnu Chanyu, I wish to submit to Qin."

Modu nodded repeatedly.

"I want the Xiongnu Clan to be slaves to Qin forever."

"Are you willing?" Zhao Feng gazed intently at Modu.

"Willing."

"I am willing."

Modu gritted his teeth.

To survive, he no longer cared about anything else.

"Hahaha."

"Modu."

"You’re not fit to be king."

Tuoba Hu laughed.

Seeing Zhao Feng, Tuoba Hu’s eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Zhao Feng."

"I may not be able to kill you in this life, but in the next, I will definitely kill you."

"My clan will never yield." Tuoba Hu spoke with hatred.

Zhao Feng glanced at Tuoba Hu.

"Ah..."

With a tragic scream, Tuoba Hu was lifted uncontrollably into the air.

"I shall make sure you have no next life."

Zhao Feng said coldly.

With a point of his finger.

Directly reduced Tuoba Hu to dust.

Then.

The Netherworld Flame appeared, enveloping Tuoba Hu and directly incinerating his soul.

"Killed the King of Donghu, picked up 300 full attribute points, and obtained a fourth-tier treasure box." The panel prompted.

Modu gazed in terror.

"I can spare your life, but your tribe will be slaves to Qin for eternity."

"To prevent any tricks."

"I will leave a flame within you that can incinerate your soul; dare to betray, it will burn your soul."

Zhao Feng said coldly, casting a Netherworld Flame into Modu’s body.

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