Hurt my loved ones? I'm not guarding this country's borders anymore!

Chapter 82 The Army is Inspired

The north wind whipped up snowflakes, cutting people's faces like razor blades.

But no one felt pain at that moment.

Because my heart aches even more.

The third line of defense in the North is piled higher with dead bodies than living people.

Looking around, the once snow-covered plain now resembled a rotten tomato sauce vat, littered with severed limbs and the stench of blood was so strong that even those wearing gas masks would choke.

"Cough cough..."

The Azure Dragon lay in the snowdrift, its mouth full of blood and foam.

His blue battle robe, which symbolized the glory of the commander of the North, was now tattered like a rag, hanging loosely on his body.

The left arm was bent backward at an odd angle, with the white bone exposed, making one's teeth ache just looking at it.

But he didn't die.

It would be better to be dead.

A large foot wearing alloy combat boots was stepping on his head, slowly grinding his face into the frozen, hard mud.

"this one?"

A sneer came from above.

That was Ivanov, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Bear Kingdom's surprise attack, known as the "Polar Tyrant".

This guy was 2.3 meters tall, with muscles all over his body like granite. He was carrying a heavy chainsaw axe that was still dripping blood, and he looked at Qinglong as if he were looking at a cockroach that had just been crushed.

"Where's your damned Dragon Lord?"

Ivanov stomped hard on Qinglong's cheekbone, making it crack.

"Wasn't he supposed to be the guardian deity of China? Wasn't it said that as long as he was there, the Northern Border would be impregnable? Where is he? He's probably hiding under some woman's covers, scared out of his wits, right?"

The surrounding Northern Bear soldiers burst into laughter.

That laughter was shrill and piercing.

Hearing this, the few hundred remaining Northern warriors' eyes turned bloodshot, and they were practically grinding their teeth to powder.

"Bullshit!"

A young soldier with a broken leg screamed and tried to get up and fight back, but as soon as he moved, a sniper nearby shot him in the head.

boom!

The red and white things exploded.

The body slumped down.

"Sixth Brother!"

The cries of his comrades were swallowed up by the wind and snow.

despair.

Utter despair.

They are not afraid of death; from the day they joined the army, they were prepared to risk their lives.

But they were afraid of dying such a pathetic death.

Their leader was humiliated, their brothers were killed, and they didn't even have the strength to fight back.

This battle was so frustrating!

"This is what will happen to you."

Ivanov clearly enjoyed the thrill of this brutal killing. He bent down, his large, bearded face close to Qinglong, and exhaled a strong vodka-smelling breath.

"Remember, in your next life, don't be born in the Dragon Kingdom. This place will be our Northern Bear Kingdom's backyard from now on."

Done.

He raised the chainsaw axe high in his hand.

The engine roared to life, the saw teeth spun wildly, accompanied by a chilling buzzing sound.

"Sending you on your way."

Ivanov grinned maliciously as he slashed down.

The Azure Dragon closed its eyes.

big brother...

I'm sorry.

I couldn't hold the North either.

If there is an afterlife, I'll be your pawn again.

however.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

The expected excruciating pain of my body being torn apart did not come.

Even the ear-piercing roar of the chainsaw abruptly stopped, as if someone had suddenly grabbed its neck.

The whole world was eerily quiet.

The wind seemed to have stopped.

Qinglong opened his swollen eyes somewhat blankly.

then.

He witnessed a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

One hand.

A long, slender, fair hand, without any calluses, that looked like the hand of a scholar.

He casually stretched out in mid-air, his two fingers gently pinching the blade of the rapidly spinning chainsaw axe.

The alloy saw teeth, powerful enough to cut through a tank, remained motionless, like a docile kitten.

It was even... still trembling slightly.

Look up along that hand.

It was a black trench coat, with the collar slightly turned up, obscuring half of her face.

But those eyes.

calm.

Profound.

There was no emotional fluctuation whatsoever; it was as if I were looking at a pile of inanimate objects.

"you……"

Ivanov was completely stunned.

His axe strike had the force of at least a thousand catties; it could split an elephant in two, let alone a person.

Did this person catch it with two fingers?

What a joke!

"You just said this is whose backyard?"

The visitor spoke.

The voice was soft, even a little languid, with a slightly hoarse tone as if the person hadn't woken up yet.

But when this sound reached the ears of everyone present, it was like a thunderclap.

Qinglong's body stiffened abruptly.

The tears that had been dried up burst forth instantly.

That sound...

Even if he were reduced to ashes, he would still recognize him!

"Dragon... Dragon Lord?!"

These two words were uttered.

The hundreds of Northern warriors, who had already resolved to die, suddenly became as if they had been given a shot of adrenaline, their bodies trembling violently as they stared intently at that figure.

That's their god!

That man who, just by standing there, could hold up the whole sky!

Shen Jinglong did not turn around.

He simply held the axe blade between two fingers, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the burly man in front of him who resembled a bear.

"I'm asking you a question."

Shen Jinglong sighed, "Such a big guy, and his hearing isn't good?"

Ivanov finally came to his senses.

An unprecedented sense of fear shot up my spine and straight to the top of my head.

You're sweating buckets, aren't you, bro?

He instinctively tried to pull the axe back and step back to create distance.

But to his horror, he discovered that the axe seemed to be attached to the other person's finger. No matter how hard he tried, his face turned ashen, and he exerted every ounce of strength he had, the other person remained completely still.

They didn't even leave a dent in the snow under their feet.

"Let go! Let go of me!!"

Ivanov panicked, roared hysterically, and kicked Shen Jinglong in the stomach.

Shen Jinglong shook his head.

"Too slow."

"Too weak."

"It's hard to judge."

The moment the words fell.

Card wipe!

A crisp metallic snapping sound rang out.

The chainsaw axe, which was said to be made of meteorite iron, was actually broken in half by Shen Jinglong with just two fingers.

Followed by.

Shen Jinglong flicked his wrist.

The broken piece of the axe blade transformed into a streak of light and instantly disappeared into the thigh that Ivanov had kicked out.

puff!

Blood spurted out.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Ivanov let out a pig-like scream, lost his balance, and fell heavily to his knees.

Coincidentally.

He knelt right in front of the Azure Dragon.

"Did you step on him with this foot just now?"

Shen Jinglong slowly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped non-existent dust off his fingers.

"I'm a very fair person."

You stepped on my brother's foot.

"I'll give you back your life."

boom!

There were no fancy moves.

Shen Jinglong simply lifted his foot and casually stepped down.

Ivanov's enormous head exploded instantly, like a ripe watermelon being smashed by a hammer.

Red and white splattered all over the ground.

The headless corpse swayed twice before falling straight down.

The audience.

There was nothing else but the sound of the wind.

All the soldiers of the Northern Bear Kingdom were dumbfounded.

Their invincible and infamous commander-in-chief... just like that, gone?

Is it as simple as swatting a fly?

Is this guy even human?!

This is not even a battle on the same level!

"What are you all standing there for?"

Shen Jinglong ignored the terrified enemy soldiers, turned around, squatted down, and helped Qinglong up from the ground.

His face, which was originally as cold as ice, now showed a hint of "heartache".

"Big...Big Brother..."

Qinglong's lips trembled as he tried to bow, but he couldn't move at all. Tears and snot streamed down his face. "I've disgraced the Northern Frontier... I failed to defend it..."

"What a disgrace."

Shen Jinglong cursed, but his movements were unusually gentle.

He took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a fragrant pill, and put it directly into the Azure Dragon's mouth.

"Swallow it. This stuff is expensive, I can't bear to eat it."

With the elixir in his mouth, Qinglong's tears flowed even more fiercely.

This is the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.

There are only three in the entire Dragon Kingdom; they are the Dragon Lord's life-saving treasures!

"Stop crying, you look awful."

Shen Jinglong patted his face, then stood up.

This moment.

His aura changed.

If he was like a bottomless pool of stagnant water just now...

So now.

He is like an active volcano about to erupt.

He slowly took off his black trench coat and casually tossed it onto the snow.

The white shirt underneath was visible.

In the wind and snow, that figure was slender, yet incredibly majestic.

He turned around to face the still-shocked army of the Northern Bear Kingdom.

Fifty thousand people.

A full 50,000 fully armed elite troops, plus several hundred heavy tanks.

Meanwhile, on his side...

There was only one person.

But he took a step forward.

boom!

Those 50,000 people all took a step back in unison!

The aura is something you can't see or touch, but at this moment, it's a real, suffocating pressure.

"That big guy just said the advantage lies with him?"

Shen Jinglong's lips curled into a cruel smile as his gaze swept over the group of trembling Northern Bear soldiers.

"I don't think so."

"Pass the word down."

"Tell your king, tell the whole world."

"Since you're here, don't leave."

Shen Jinglong suddenly raised his right hand, making a fist with his five fingers, and held it high.

In that instant.

The hundreds of remaining soldiers behind him felt their blood boil like gasoline, and their passion exploded.

I don't know who started it.

"Dragon Lord!!!"

This roar was filled with sobs, grievances, and the ecstatic joy of being resurrected.

Followed by.

"Dragon Lord! Dragon Lord! Dragon Lord!!"

The roar of hundreds of people actually drowned out the sound of the wind and snow.

Even the wounded who had fallen to the ground, even if they had to crawl, would get up and roar with all their might.

came back!

Their souls have returned!

Even if they were asked to poke tanks with sticks right now, they would still charge forward laughing!

Hearing the shouts behind him, a hint of warmth flashed in Shen Jinglong's eyes.

But when he turned to face the enemy, that warmth instantly transformed into overwhelming killing intent.

"Brothers!"

With the support of his internal energy, Shen Jinglong's voice was like rolling thunder, resounding for miles around.

"I know you've been wronged!"

"I know someone wants to shit on our necks!"

"But today, I'm back!"

"I only have one sentence to say!"

Shen Jinglong pointed at the densely packed enemy troops ahead, his eyes sharp as knives:

"Those who offend my Dragon Kingdom, though far away, shall be punished!"

"Anyone who harms my brothers will be killed without mercy!"

"Anyone who can still move, pick up your knives!"

"We're not defending today!"

"Let's attack!"

"Follow me—kill!!!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Shen Jinglong had already transformed into a blur and rushed out.

There were no tactics, no cover.

Just go for it!

One man charged into an army of 50,000!

And behind him.

The hundreds of remaining soldiers, who were already a disorganized mob, now seemed to have gone mad. With bloodshot eyes, they brandished their broken swords and howled as they followed.

That kind of imposing presence.

It was as if there were more than a few hundred people standing behind them.

It was an army of thousands!

The commander of the Northern Bear Kingdom looked at the white figure charging at the forefront, his binoculars trembling.

madman.

These Chinese are all lunatics!

"Fire! Fire now!!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs.

But it was all too late.

The man has arrived.

Shen Jinglong threw a punch.

A heavy tank in front of them was flipped over, spinning three and a half times in the air like a toy, before crashing heavily into the crowd.