This dance that adheres to Xuanyuan's true meaning looks too behemous in the midst of the army of thousands of armies, in the rain of black arrows and the white flying snow.

Charlotte didn't just dance, he reaped life in dancing.

For this Qin army, which killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers in Changping and besieged Handan and caused at least 100,000 deaths, as Charlotte, who was born in Zhao during the Warring States Period, it was necessary to severely punish the murderer.

Charlotte knew that the role she was now playing was not only that of the founder, but also of the Heavenly Punisher, the cleanser of sin.

Therefore, reaping the lives of these Qin pawns, Charlotte did not have any mercy.

When one never has pity for the lives of others, then there is no need to have pity for those lives.

Many views of Confucianism are fallacious or even reactionary, but some perceptions and positions still have some truth.

For example, a straight road, a tooth for a tooth, a punch, immediately a punch back, nothing to be embarrassed about.

There is no need to teach forgiveness like the later Western doctrines of hypocrisy and false righteousness.

There is never any need for forgiveness between people, and there is no one worthy of forgiveness.

No one needs you to forgive.

Forgiveness is a condescending attitude, a form of sympathy and contempt.

People are equal, so the straight is the best attitude.

If someone else wants to kill you, don't hesitate, just do it.

Of course, there are also some words and teachings that are also praiseworthy, such as people respect me for a foot, and I respect people for a foot.

It's good for everyone to have a good relationship.

But for something as cold-blooded as Qin Jun, there is no need to be polite.

Since he is a professional soldier, the best destination is sacrifice.

It's just a bunch of murderers.

Charlotte realized in dancing, washed her sword with blood in the snow, and refined her heart with blood.

What could be more tempering the state of mind in the mortal realm than life and death?

Charlotte's mental strength index rose again.

Suddenly, Charlotte felt a rush of ecstasy.

He found that the value of 0.3 actually marked a constant line, as if a thermometer indicated a red line at 37°C.

What does that mean?

Charlotte looked inward during the dance, and the mental strength value below 0.3 was solidified.

I'll it!

Solidified?

The apparent 0.3 heart force value is like the base of a trophy, gradually taking on a stable geometric shape.

It's a bit like the invisible orbital lines that galaxies are running on.

Round or oval, mysterious, divine, psychic.

In addition to the great joy, Charlotte went to find the reason for this change, closed her eyes, her body swayed in the rain of arrows, graceful in the flying snow, indifferent and ruthless in the process of harvesting life, Charlotte felt the slightest wisps of mental power in the atmosphere of this thousands of troops and horses surging towards her like starlight.

"Break the Sky!"

"Moonlash!"

"Normalize!"

......

The Xuanyuan Nine Swords turned into countless complicated branch swordsmanship, penetrating the body of the black-armored Qin Jun beside him.

With a slight flick of her wrist and a charm in her body, Charlotte entered the most efficient killing realm.

Everywhere the mind goes, there are only flaws in the other party.

One hit kills, no obstacles.

The rain of arrows of the Qin army for half an hour finally came to an end, and Charlotte and the others seemed to feel that the sky suddenly brightened.

It was the brightness of the snow and a symbol of a difficult past.

Five thousand Fencheng soldiers stood up from the crouching position on the ground one after another, and rushed towards the southwest with a shout.

The phalanx of 3,000 Qin troops guarding the stone throwers was crippled by two.

Five thousand Fencheng soldiers also threw 1,500 people on the snow of the battlefield.

Charlotte was still dancing wildly, merciless with her swords, her fists, and her crossbows.

Reaping life can be an art, as long as a slit is cut in the neck, and blood is splashed from it, so that these sinners can listen to the chant of the wind and the confession of their hearts.

Let these cold-blooded Qin pawns think of some warm things, such as hometown, relatives, love, land, food......

And not just cold killings.

Charlotte realized a state of mind on the battlefield, that is, to stop war with war, and to stop fighting with war.

What feeds back to oneself is that the inner spiritual platform tends to be clear, bright and hard.

When the three thousand five hundred Fencheng warriors retreated from under their swords, Charlotte faced the charge of a thousand-strong armored Qin army and the covering fire of 10,000 archers.

Behind Charlotte were Sun Ba, Zhao Si, Nie Yuan, Fu Liang, Sima Xiong, and those deputy generals of the Qin army who had surrendered to Chengcheng, a total of 100 people, in formation, triangle, Charlotchi was the tip, and the rest were arranged in turn.

Then, the triangular array hula turned into a circle array, with Charlotte as the center of the circle and 100 people as the circle surface.

"Drink!"

"Hah!"

"Kill back!"

Charlotte gave an order and killed the 1,000-person heavily armored Qin army.

Although it was only twenty meters away, the charge of the hundred-man team was extremely resolute and brave.

Charlotte's telepathy naturally opened.

The sword is in advance, and the trick is to the meat.

Heavy armor, under the shroud of induction that slows down for three seconds, that's a joke.

The gaps in the joints of all the armor were infinitely magnified in the eyes of every member of the hundred-man clan.

The snow-bright blade was stained with falling snow, accurately cutting the arms, neck, lower abdomen, and feet......

The Qin army suffered heavy casualties, and this incomparable momentum and killing made Wang Ben, who was watching not far away, also feel cold.

Especially from Charlotte, who was wearing a white cloak, wearing crimson battle armor, and wielding a long sword, Wang Ben shuddered.

"Treat thousands of troops as nothing?"

"No mood swings between life and death?"

"One person dares to take the lead, and one person dares to break off alone?"

"This, this, this ......"

"Although there are many famous generals in the ancients who can compare with them?"

Wang Ben naturally knew the famous generals of the ancients, but the famous generals of the ancients were generally heavy-handed, and they were easy to command and strategize in the Chinese military tent.

A method of warfare as sharp as Charlotte's is actually ......

Wang Ben is sorting Charlotte, and he wants to compare it with the genealogy of military history knowledge he has studied, so that he can find a way to kill Charlotte with one hit.

However, there is no one before?

Wang Ben seemed to feel that he had studied too hard before, and he couldn't find an ancient person similar to Charlotte.

Suddenly, Wang Ben remembered a person, Chi You!

That's right, it's the demon god Chiyou!

A burst of fear rose in Wang Ben's heart!

Could it be that this son is the rebirth of the demon god Chiyou?

Wang Ben knew many secrets of Western Qin.

Rebirth doesn't seem to be new, and somewhere in the imperial capital of Western Qin, there are really a lot of hidden activities.

Wang Ben heard his father Wang Jian mention it, but unfortunately he didn't have the right to approach that core.

And in the land of Bashu, those nightmarish existences with bulging eyes, and those giants......

Wang Ben's heart gradually became a little cold, and his firm will began to waver slightly.

At this time, Charlotte led the elite of the Fencheng elite - the hundred-man team had already come out of the formation, and the thousand-man heavily armored foot soldiers were slow to move, and the flaws were obvious, and there was no way to deal with this super strong hundred-man group.

Then, Charlotte gave the order to retreat through mental perception!

As a result, the circle began to sweep and slash in the southwest direction.

Where can anyone stand in the way?