Chapter 527: Head-on attack

With that cold voice, the delayed pain went straight to Sheng Wenjie's brain.

He subconsciously covered the wound on his chest, and warm blood slowly flowed out from his fingers.

Sheng Wenjie's eyes began to blur. He looked back in disbelief, and saw a young man with a frosty face who had appeared behind him at some point.

The sun shone on Guanshan's armor, reflecting bursts of cold white light.

"Enemy... attack..."

Puff!

Sheng Wenjie didn't even have time to say the third word, the Ten Thousand Gods Sword had been pulled out of his body, and his head was cut off with one sword.

The surrounding rebel soldiers all looked straight at Guanshan, their eyes full of fear.

In the entire vanguard, no one could see how Guanshan appeared.

The headless body on the warhorse slowly tilted downwards, and finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

Puff!

The death knell for the rebels rang.

Guan Shan, holding the Ten Thousand Gods Sword, rushed into the center of the rebels' vanguard like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Wherever the sharp sword passed, the rebel soldiers fell one after another, with wailing and screaming.

The Ten Thousand Gods Sword seemed to have spirituality in his hand, and the sword light was like a dragon, invincible.

Guan Shan's figure was like a flash of lightning, shuttling quickly among the rebels. Wherever he went, the rebel soldiers fell one after another, and blood splashed everywhere, like a bloody feast.

With just a wave of charge, Guan Shan killed the rebels to death. They were just a group of cannon fodder testing the Seventh Legion, and they didn't know that they were facing such a terrifying monster.

Many soldiers didn't figure out why they were facing such a level of enemy until the moment they died.

They tried to resist, but in front of the Venerable, the resistance of ordinary soldiers seemed so powerless, like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Even if they were wearing the most elite armor, they couldn't stop the sharpness of the Ten Thousand Gods Sword.

The biggest role of the armor may be to make the bodies of the rebels more intact, so that they will not be chopped into pieces by a sword.

Under Guanshan's fierce attack, the vanguard of the rebels was quickly defeated.

The soldiers who were frightened by the killing fled one after another, trampling on the bodies of their companions and running wildly towards the rear.

Guanshan did not continue to pursue the fleeing enemy, but waved in the direction of the enemy's escape.

Two cavalrymen rushed out from the two wings of the vanguard, sticking to the fleeing rebels like driving ducks, and started a one-sided massacre.

Guanshan did not show any joy because of the victory in the first battle. His body slowly rose into the air, expanding his perception range to the limit, alerting whether there were other venerables.

"A vanguard of 1,200 people, but not even a venerable..."

"Sun Xiangtian, is this a joke?"

Liang Yuxin floated lightly to Guanshan's side, wiping the blood on the long sword, and said.

"The current situation is different from the battle of the demon tide. You can't think about this war according to the old inertial thinking." Guan Shan did not show any surprise, and said lightly.

"There are only a few venerables in the world. How can we equip every unit with venerables?"

"Sun Xiangtian probably understands the morality of his subordinates. He said it was the vanguard, and he probably used this group of cannon fodder as scouts."

"We also know the level of those new recruits in the reserve."

"The quality of the rebels is not good, so we have to make up for it with quantity."

As Guan Shan spoke, the battle below was approaching its end.

The two cavalrymen who came with Guan Shan had only a hundred people in total, but they were all the elite among the elite. Under the premise of Guan Shan's formation, it was easy to harvest these remnants and defeated generals, and it was not even a warm-up.

The fleeing rebels did not run far before they were caught up by the cavalry and crushed to death.

"Yuxin, have you confirmed the situation at Guizhai?" Guanshan looked at Liang Yuxin with some concern and asked.

Liang Yuxin made a "done" gesture and said as if to take credit, "There is definitely no problem with my dad. If he dares not to come, I will skin him alive."

"Gui Ma also agreed to support us as you expected."

"Even Guitu and Guiniu were persuaded by my dad."

"According to your instructions, I asked them to guard the camp. No one except our class 197 knows of their existence."

Guanshan nodded slowly.

Liang Yuxin continued, "Almost all the Venerables in the world have come to the Seventh Legion."

"The only ones that the rebels can mobilize are Sun Xiangtian, Zhong Peipei, and the mysterious bandage weirdo."

"If we only consider the highest combat power, our Seventh Legion already has a great advantage."

"Even if we face off head-on, there will be no problem."

"Guanshan, do you still want to stick to the previous plan?"

After the battle just now, Liang Yuxin had a deeper understanding of the combat power of the rebels. Even if the opponent's number far exceeded hers, she didn't take it to heart at all.

The army without the Venerables could not stop the charge of the Seventh Legion at all. The war of the awakened has never been decided by the number of people.

"We can't just look at the results of today's battle and conclude that launching a battle in the Wanli Demon Territory will definitely kill the rebels." Guanshan explained patiently.

"Our real enemy is not the good-for-nothings in the logistics group, but the behemoth that has been entrenched in the Demon Slayer Division for hundreds of years."

"If the strength of the [Symbiosis Society] is really the same as that of the logistics group, they would not have existed for so long."

"The chief does not need to go to such great lengths to keep us as bait."

"Yuxin, you must remember. On the battlefield, never underestimate any enemy."

"Our plan will not change."

Liang Yuxin saw that Guanshan's will was so firm and did not say anything more.

Her trust in Guanshan was unconditional. As long as Guanshan said a word, she would not frown even if he asked her to go to the mountain of swords.

Guanshan pressed the communicator on his chest with his fingers and issued an order to the soldiers under him.

[Don't waste time collecting spoils, the whole army is on horseback, our work today is not finished yet]

The cavalrymen who were still counting the battlefield received the order, without the slightest hesitation, immediately dropped the weapons they had collected, and mounted their horses in unison.

Under Guan Shan's leadership, the horses' hooves roared again, and the dust flew. The cavalry of the Seventh Legion was like a black storm, raging on the battlefield, leaving a mess and despair.

The six vanguards sent by the rebels had just entered the Wanli Demon Territory when they suffered a fatal blow.

In just one day, the news that the vanguard was completely wiped out was reported back to the rebel headquarters.

Those rebels who had never experienced the baptism of war finally understood the enemy they were about to face when they saw the bloody battle report.

What kind of monster is it.

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