"Cough! Cough cough! Ouch——!" Yamada's cheeks instantly turned a strange crimson color, the whites of his eyes turned blood red, and he vomited out large amounts of blood.

His body instantly lost the strength to hold the knife.

The sword slipped from his palm.

Seeing that Qingdeng was no longer able to block any of his attacks, he took a deep breath and raised the knife high again——

Buzz…

With his hand raised and the knife dropped, Yamada's head, eyes wide open in pain, fell to the ground. The blood dripping out made a large area of ​​bright red plum blossoms bloom on the white snow.

"Saito!" Aoto shouted, "Give me the short spear at your feet!"

Saito nodded his head vigorously, then stretched out his right foot, used his toes to pick up a short spear at his feet, and threw it to Aoto.

After receiving the short spear thrown by Saito, Aoden placed Yamada's head on the tip of the short spear.

"Your commander has been beheaded by our formation——!" Qingto raised the short spear high so that everyone around could see clearly the head of Yamada stuck on the short spear.

Qingdeng's shouts spread to every corner of the battlefield.

Xiaoshi looked at the bloody head that was held high by Qingden. He was stunned for a moment, then reacted very quickly and raised the knife and shouted:

"Your commander is dead——!"

The other guards also joined in the shouting.

They cheered louder than the other and kept repeating:

"Your commander is dead——!"

"Your commander is dead——!"

…

Yamada was killed in battle - this was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the morale of the anti-barbarian group.

After experiencing "the defense line could not be broken" and "Qingdeng swept thousands of troops", the morale of the anti-barbarian group had already declined to a point where it was about to collapse.

Seeing Qing Deng, who was in an uninhabited territory, rushing directly into their rear, and beheading Yamada who was in charge of commanding them, their morale immediately fell like an avalanche.

The vast majority of "resistance to the foreigners" are a group of speculators whose life is almost unbearable.

Living in poverty and seeing no hope of class advancement, he pinned his hope of changing his life on "repelling the foreigners".

I hope that by relying on the "anti-foreign movement" that is going on vigorously and in full swing, I can earn fame and gain the hope of changing my life.

This is why the vast majority of "anti-barbarian patriots" are a bunch of poor warriors with scanty clothing and skinny bones.

Is it okay for speculators like them to fight against the wind, or against the headwind?

How strong a will to fight do you expect these speculators to have?

As Qingdeng expected—the enemy group began to collapse.

More and more people were hurriedly fleeing, trying to stay away from this bloody battlefield.

More and more people are fleeing, fleeing in groups.

"Hey! Don't run away! We still have so many more people than them! It's not time for us to admit defeat yet!"

"Come back! Don't run! If you run away after encountering such a small setback, how will we get rid of all the barbarians in the country in the future?!"

…

Some people who still had some fighting spirit tried to call back those who had fled.

But as more and more people dispersed, those who still had the will to fight could not help but waver.

Seeing that the enemy group began to collapse, Komuro and others excitedly launched a pursuit.

You bastards just beat us hard enough!

Before Qingteng showed up to start micro-management, Komuro and the others had been suppressed and beaten by the anti-barbarian group.

So many of our comrades were killed by you, and we were almost killed by you... It's impossible not to hold back your anger!

Seeing the members of the anti-barbarian team who were so arrogant just now, now running away like lost dogs, how could Xiaoshi and the others not be excited and excited?

They spontaneously pursued the fleeing enemies, sticking to their behinds and beating them hard.

The victorious pursuit of Komuro and others also directly led to the further acceleration of the defeat of the enemy group.

Of course - Komuro and the others were not dazzled by this victory.

What if someone sneaks up to attack Anthony and the others while they are all rushing out to chase the defeated troops?

Therefore, Xiaoshi left a few subordinates to protect Anthony and others before personally leading the retaliatory pursuit.

Anthony...his expression has become extremely exciting since Qing ascended the micro-management defense line.

He opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at the battlefield in front of him where the situation suddenly reversed.

From being on the verge of death, to being victorious...the transformation was so fast that Anthony can't even react until now.

"Anthony."

At this time, an old voice sounded from behind Anthony.

"Kiryu?" Anthony followed the sound and looked back.

Kiryu, who was holding a long cloth bag, led Kinoshita Mai slowly towards Anthony.

"Miss Mai! (French)" After seeing Kinoshita Mai appearing in front of her safely, Elodie, whose face was filled with excitement and joy, quickly broke away from Leroy's arms and ran towards Kinoshita.

Mai, and then hugged each other tightly with Mai Kinoshita, who was behind Elodie and also showed excitement and joy.

"Kiryu!" Looking at Kiryu who suddenly appeared, Anthony gritted his teeth, "Where were you just now?!"

"Young Master and I have been at the northernmost part of the camp just now." Kiryu said calmly, "It's quite far from here. It took a lot of time to eliminate the enemies blocking the way for me and Young Master."

After saying that, Kiryu turned his attention back to Aoto who was still lifting Yamada's head high.

"What an incredible young man..."

Kiryu narrowed his eyes slightly at this time, looked at Qingto with a meaningful look, and murmured at a volume that only he could hear clearly:

"Only by himself, he managed to unite Komuro-kun and the others, and successfully killed the enemy generals in a dense crowd..."

As soon as he finished muttering, the old man seemed to have suddenly discovered something. He opened his eyes slightly and slowly turned his gaze to the southeast.

"...It seems like this battle can't end like this."

…

…

"Whirring whirring……!"

Aomori was still holding Yamada's head high, and his chest was rising and falling violently like a blower.

Saito's condition at this time was worse than Aoto's. Although Aoto's breathing was rapid, his breathing rhythm was not disordered.

Saito's breathing was now in chaos, and he was still unable to adjust back to a normal breathing rhythm.

But even though his physical strength was reaching its limit, Saito still faithfully fulfilled his mission. He covered his left arm and silently continued to be by Aoto's side, guarding against anyone wearing a blood-red feather fabric approaching Aoto.

Qingdeng raised his head and looked around him.

The "air flow" on the battlefield... began to gradually shrink and disperse.

Looking at the "air flow" gradually spreading like mist around him, for no reason, an idea popped up in Qingdeng's mind:

Winning...this group of enemies no longer poses any threat...

Qingdeng felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

But just then——

Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha...!

Rapid footsteps suddenly sounded behind Qingdeng!

With the appearance of these footsteps, the "air flow" on the battlefield that was about to dissipate suddenly grew stronger and rushed behind Qing Deng!

Qingden's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly turned around.

The next moment he cast his gaze behind him, he saw a short and lean figure holding a spear rising from the ground.

When the figure jumped to the commanding heights, he raised the spear high above his head, and then used gravity to slam the spear in his palm towards Qingdeng!

Ayoto and Saito spotted the spear rushing towards them almost at the same time, and then jumped back with all their strength almost at the same time.

Bang!

The spear hit Qing Zhai and the others hard, stirring up clouds of snow and mist from where they were originally standing.

Qingden, who had fled backwards, quickly stood upright after landing, and then looked towards the snow mist in front of him.

Under the snow dance, there is a strong man with an extremely strong build and two guns.

It was Suehiro who came out of the "main formation" to support the frontline battlefield.

"Come back, everyone!" Mo Guangda yelled, "There are still so many of us! We haven't reached the point where we can't do anything yet!"
To be continued...