The Strange Flame Rekindles in Battle Through the Heavens

Chapter 100 was awesome! So awesome!

"This is too arrogant! I'll go down and catch this kid right here." Liang Ye stood on the flying magical beast and saw Xiao Yan constantly provoking him below, which made him furious.

"Hehe! Capturing him is easy, but subduing him is not an easy task!" Yao Ye said with a faint smile.

Even some veterans were affected by the bloody battlefield, but Yao Ye was not affected at all. He calmly looked at the situation around him without any panic.

"But at this rate of killing, how many soldiers will die! Why don't we just send a Fighting Master? With his strength, sending a Fighting Warrior would be like sending them to their deaths." Liang Ye frowned.

"Sending a Battle Master can indeed minimize the losses; at most two or three Battle Masters can capture him alive. But then what?" Yao Yue shook her head and asked rhetorically.

"But can we subdue him by constantly sending soldiers to their deaths?" Liang Ye asked doubtfully.

"Heh, no matter how powerful he is, he's only a Fighter. Even if he kills continuously for twelve hours, how many of us can he kill? A thousand? Five thousand? Or ten thousand? If he can really kill ten thousand Iron Cavalry, it means his value far exceeds those ten thousand Iron Cavalry. Don't worry about these losses; our losses are insignificant compared to gaining Nie Feng's loyalty. Besides, I'll subdue him soon!" Yao Ye said disdainfully.

Indeed, Xiao Yan's talent in both alchemy and cultivation was enough to tempt the true ruler of the empire.

Once Xiao Yan pledges his allegiance, the Jia Ma Empire will gain a Dou Huang powerhouse and a sixth-grade alchemist surpassing Gu He. Moreover, given Xiao Yan's demonstrated talent, this is only his minimum achievement.

Seeing that Yao Ye was so confident, Liang Ye didn't know what she was relying on, but since Xiao Yan was already trapped, there was no need to worry too much.

Mu Lu squinted his eyes, raised his right hand and gently stretched it forward. The hundred iron cavalrymen who had been waiting behind him rushed out instantly and headed straight for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's unbridled slaughter had already enraged these battle-hardened soldiers. They gripped their spears tightly and roared as they charged towards Xiao Yan. They wanted to prove to the world that they were not lambs, but a pack of howling wolves.

Unfortunately, no matter how many wolves there were, they couldn't defeat Xiao Yan, this fierce tiger. Xiao Yan charged into the cavalry formation and began to slaughter everyone in his path. At this moment, Xiao Yan's killing efficiency was much faster than the first time. Every part of his body became a deadly weapon, and every time he made a move, a cavalryman would die at his hands.

As Xiao Yan continued his slaughter, all the charging cavalrymen were quickly killed by him. However, the killing would not end with the deaths of these hundred-odd cavalrymen. These men only gave Xiao Yan time to drink. Once Xiao Yan had drunk his fill, another troop of cavalry would charge out and attack him.

Xiao Yan was like a meat grinder, relentlessly crushing the charging cavalry. All he could see were weapons gleaming coldly, and all he could hear were the sounds of clashing swords, charging cavalry, neighing warhorses, and screams of death.

Even the sun in the sky seemed frightened by this brutal slaughter, so it went off work early and hid in a secluded valley to rest.

"How long has it been?" Mu Lu asked, swallowing hard as he looked at Xiao Yan, who was still fighting fiercely in the center of the battlefield.

"Four hours have passed," said the adjutant beside Muru, somewhat alarmed.

"How many teams were sent out in total?" Mu Lu knew exactly how many troops had been sent to surround and kill Xiao Yan, but he still couldn't help asking the question. The scene before him was too shocking. The entire canyon was completely filled with corpses, and blood was gradually pooling in the low-lying areas, forming streams of blood. It was a horrifying sight.

"A total of twelve squads, totaling one thousand two hundred men," the lieutenant said tremblingly.

Muru looked at the boy standing on the small mountain of corpses and gasped. The air was filled with the strong smell of blood, and the gasp almost made him vomit his dinner from the night before.

Mu Lu was somewhat numb at this moment. He had experienced over a hundred battles in his life, big and small, but he had never encountered a monster like Xiao Yan. He had seen many fierce generals on the battlefield and had surrounded and killed many of them, but even the most powerful generals could only kill a few dozen people when facing opponents of the same level, and a general who could kill a hundred people was even rarer.

As for someone like Xiao Yan who could fight against a thousand men single-handedly, Mu Lu had never seen anything like it. To fight against a thousand men single-handedly, one would need to be at least two major realms apart; otherwise, it would be impossible.

Mulu looked up at Yaoye, who was standing on her flying mount looking down with a frown, and wanted to ask her what to do next.

Yao Ye naturally noticed Mu Lu's gaze. Although Mu Lu did not speak, Yao Ye understood his meaning.

Muru meant whether or not to send in strong warriors, otherwise the slaughter would be too devastating. Even in a single battle, one wouldn't lose nearly a thousand cavalrymen at once, especially considering they were heavily armored. If strong warriors weren't sent, Muru could only watch helplessly as his soldiers were slaughtered.

Yao Ye took a deep breath, but immediately covered her mouth and nose, because the smell of blood in the air lingered in the canyon, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"How many times has Nie Feng replenished his stamina?" After adjusting for a while, Yao Ye asked Liang Ye beside her.

"Including this time, that makes twelve times in total." Although Liang Ye didn't understand why Yao Ye asked him this, he still answered seriously.

"Twelve times already? Looks like we've killed over a thousand people and drunk quite a bit of wine. Now we can ask Nie Feng if he's willing to surrender," Yao Ye murmured to himself.

"Nie Feng! Your strength has indeed alarmed me, but your killing spree is meaningless. Four hours of fighting should have given you a clear understanding of your current situation. If you surrender now, not only will the conditions we agreed on remain unchanged, but I can also make you the future Grand Marshal of the Empire. This will not only give you a bright future, but your family will also rise in status. This will benefit us all, so why struggle so bitterly? Remember, once you die, you have nothing left." Yao Ye loudly persuaded Xiao Yan below.

"Go to hell with your bullshit! I'm having a blast killing people! Keep sending troops! Come and kill me! If I even flinch, I'm a stepmother's son. You better watch out so I don't catch you, or I'll kill you!" Xiao Yan cursed loudly upon hearing Yao Ye's voice.

Xiao Yan had had enough of working life in his previous life. He worked his whole life and still couldn't afford a house. Even if he could afford one, after making the down payment, either the developer would run away, the project would be abandoned, or he would lose his job and have his house taken away.

Now Yao Ye still dares to advise him to work, isn't that touching Xiao Yan's sore spot?

"I used to respect you and wanted you to live with some dignity, but you chose not to. Once you finish that pot of wine, you'll be nothing but my dog." Yao Ye trembled with anger upon hearing Xiao Yan's words.

Originally, Yao Ye meant well, wanting Xiao Yan to live with some dignity in the future, but since Xiao Yan didn't appreciate it, she didn't hold back.

"Keep going! Don't stop until he begs for mercy! I'm going to work him to death!" Yao Ye roared.

(End of this chapter)