Battle for Northern Frontier: The game begins with the grassland woman buying him.

"You Han dogs, prepare to die!" The giant leader roared like thunder, his voice shaking the surrounding area and drowning out the sounds of battle.

He spread his arms wide, wielding a mountain axe that tore through the air, and brought it down on Su Zhan's head with enough force to split a warhorse in two.

Su Zhan's pupils contracted slightly. This giant's strength was extraordinary, and it would be unwise to engage him directly.

A dull ache throbbed from the old wound on his left shoulder, a reminder that his body had reached its limit.

At the critical moment, Su Zhan did not hesitate at all. He leaned back sharply, almost touching the ground, and at the same time, he pushed off with his feet. Like an arrow released from a bow, he advanced instead of retreating, narrowly missing the terrifying axe blade and sliding towards the giant's left side.

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The giant's axe missed its target, crashing heavily onto the muddy ground, splashing up a large patch of foul-smelling mud and leaving a deep crater.

Just then, Su Zhan's gliding momentum was not yet exhausted. His left leg swept out like a steel whip, kicking hard at the joint of the giant's straight leg. With a cracking sound, a tooth-grinding pain was felt, and the sound of bone breaking rang out.

"Ah!" The giant let out a heart-wrenching scream. His massive body lost its balance and he staggered to one knee, nearly dropping the axe from his hand.

The pain and humiliation made his eyes bloodshot. He roared and tried to sweep Su Zhan back with his giant axe, but Su Zhan was faster. Using the reaction force of the kick, Su Zhan's body spun like a top. The curved knife in his hand drew an arc. This knife contained all of Su Zhan's killing intent and accurately locked onto the neck exposed by the giant man's kneeling.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. The giant's sweeping axe was still halfway through its swing, but a look of horror and disbelief had already appeared in his eyes.

With a soft thud, the blade flashed, and blood splattered several feet into the air. The enormous bald head, along with the ferocious expression on its face, tumbled off the body and crashed heavily into the muddy water, splashing up a cloud of filth.

Blood gushed uncontrollably from the headless neck.

Instantly, the mud beneath them was stained red.

The burly body, now headless, remained kneeling and wielding an axe, but suddenly froze.

Then, like a collapsing mountain, it crashed to the ground, splashing blood and gore that covered everything around it.

A sharp-eyed Blackwater Gang member let out a heart-wrenching, desperate scream: "The leader is dead!"

The shout swept across the chaotic battlefield like a plague.

The elite members of the Fierce Dragon Gang, the members of the Blackwater Gang, and the remnants of the White Deer Tribe, who were already struggling in a fierce battle, completely lost their last shred of will to resist when they saw the headless corpse of the bald man.

"Run! Run! My God! Are they demons? Heaven! Save us!"

Terrifying screams replaced the battle cries. The remaining enemies had completely lost the will to fight and began to flee like ants into the depths of the camp and the swamp.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!"

Su Zhan's voice was icy cold and clear, echoing distinctly in this carnage.

Without any hesitation, he pointed his blade at the fleeing enemy and issued the final order to kill.

The Mighty Dragon Gang's warriors, with overwhelming momentum, moved like tigers among sheep, and began their final reaping.

The oil had already set the surrounding area ablaze, turning the outer shack area into a sea of ​​fire and completely cutting off the retreat route of the fleeing soldiers. Inside the village, the stubborn resisters were quickly wiped out, and those who tried to escape were caught up and cut down. The screams, the sound of weapons piercing flesh, and the crackling of flames intertwined to create the bloodiest scene in the Blackwater Swamp.

Pheasant Neck appeared like a ghost beside Su Zhan, the short blade in his hand still dripping blood, his sharp eyes scanning the battlefield.

"Third Boss, the situation is settled. Several leaders have been executed, the remaining White Deer Horn gang has been wiped out, and the Blackwater Gang is completely finished."

Su Zhan held the knife, breathing slightly heavily. A sharp pain shot through his old shoulder wound, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He looked around, the firelight illuminating his face, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a coldness.

He saw the Dragon Gang warriors clearing the battlefield, finishing off the dead, and collecting all the loot.

The camp was burning, the enemy's corpses were piled up like mountains, and the air was filled with an unbearable stench of blood, as well as the acrid smell of burning corpses and the stench unique to the swamp.

"Search carefully!"

Su Zhan's voice was hoarse but exceptionally clear, "Especially check the various large tents and the things inside, see if there are any misplaced items that shouldn't be here, or anything useful."

His gaze swept into the distance, chilling him to the bone.

The pheasant neck understood immediately and nodded emphatically.

"Understood. I'll dig this place up even if I have to dig three feet into the ground."

She immediately turned around and, with a few capable subordinates, rushed towards all the tents.

Su Zhan stood there, letting the night wind blow against his blood-stained clothes.

The ground beneath their feet was stained with blood, becoming sticky and slippery.

In the distance, flames engulfed the tribe of the grassland people, reducing everything to ashes.

This was a powerful punch thrown by the Raptors, slamming hard into those sinister hands reaching out to them.

The downfall of the Blackwater Gang was a warning, and also a clarion call for retaliation.

This is just the beginning. Su Zhan wants to see what kind of monsters and demons will be brought out this time.

Finally, Su Zhan told everyone to quickly clean up the battlefield. He led everyone away from the Blackwater Swamp and sped off into the distance.

Everything here will soon spread to the surrounding tribes, and of course, regardless of whether there is any evidence, it will eventually lead to their Stone City.

Su Zhan was not afraid of any of this. No matter what the final result was, this was the result he wanted.

How can you alert the snake if you don't stir up the grass? How can you find out who's behind this mischief if you don't have a proper fight with them?

These nomadic peoples have been entrenched here for a very long time, and their power structures are complex and intertwined.

Su Zhan didn't believe that there was only a royal court behind them; there were probably even more powerful people waiting for them.

Regardless, the punch has been thrown.

Next, Su Zhan led his men directly away from the Blackwater Swamp and returned the way they came.

After this battle, it is roughly estimated that they lost about a hundred men, and many more were injured.

This shows that the entire tribe was incredibly powerful.

However, everyone felt that this battle had to be fought, not for any other reason than to ensure that the Han people could defend Stone City.

The peace and tranquility of Stone City is now just an illusion.

Although the Han people have united, the threat still exists; there are far too many people around them eyeing them covetously.

Like the Blackwater Swamp this time, there are other unseen forces lurking in the shadows that could destroy Stone City at any moment.

Therefore, every Han Chinese struggling to survive here will not hesitate to give their life.

For the sake of their families and for the right to speak for all Han people on the grasslands, everyone went forward one after another, fearless of death.

Therefore, they viewed these sacrifices as inevitable and worthwhile.