The man with the sword carried his bronze sword and ran under the moonlight, stumbling along the way. All he could think about was killing that so-called snake and roasting it for everyone to drink to boost their courage.
He had more common sense than the farmers who only knew how to dig for food in the soil. If it was a small snake, he would be a little afraid, but a big snake was usually not poisonous, so he was not as afraid as the farmers.
He drank to drown his sorrows, but when the alcohol entered his heart, it only made his worries worse. He saw how pitiful the farmers were. If they were sent to Mount Li, they would all become bones under the imperial mausoleum. Thus, he released them on impulse. Now they were in a situation where they could not return to their home. What was going on?
In fact, he had no other choice. Several people had already escaped. Even if he escorted the rest of the farmers to Mount Li, he would not be able to escape his responsibility and would be beheaded according to the law.
Since that was the case, he might as well do them a favor and release the rest of the farmers so that everyone could run for their lives. Unexpectedly, the remaining farmers were grateful for his kindness and were willing to follow him. Although there were only a few of them, it was better than being a commander without an army.
In addition, although he was only a small village chief, he always had great ambitions. He could be a village chief now, but he did not want to be one for the rest of his life.
Seeing that he was getting old and his hair was turning white, but he could not fulfill his ambitions, how could he not be depressed?
On the contrary, the farmers who did not know much would eat and drink as long as they had food. They did not have any great ambitions and were instead free and unfettered, which was enviable.
He gripped his bronze sword tighter and tighter. All he wanted was to find something to hack at and vent his anger.
He ran for a while under the cover of the alcohol. When the cold wind blew, his thin clothes became cold and he gradually sobered up.
There was a fishy smell in the wind.
He suddenly felt alarmed and looked up. He was so scared that he almost let go of his bronze sword!
How could this be called a snake?
The moonlight clearly illuminated the thing in front of him. It was clearly a giant snake that he had never heard of before. Apart from the lack of claws, it was no different from the legendary flood dragon.
The man with the sword cursed the farmer countless times in his heart. He blamed the farmer for not being detailed enough and was afraid that the farmer would lose his life here for no reason.
He wanted to run away, but he had already said those words. If he ran back with his tail between his legs, he would definitely be laughed at by others. He would never be able to raise his head again, and his Grand Hegemony would also become a laughing stock.
Besides, could he run away?
"You, you, you have such lofty aspirations, but you are even afraid of a snake. Then, wouldn't the millions of Qin soldiers be more powerful than this snake?"
Never mind!
His eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He raised his bronze sword high and rushed towards the giant snake.
Today was the day. Rather than being depressed every day in the future, he would rather die in the snake's mouth today. It would be much more satisfying.
"Pavilion Master, please wait!"
"Don't do that, Constable Commander!"
The farmers had set out late and were a step behind. They had just caught up with him. Under the moonlight, they saw that he was about to kill the snake with his sword. They were all scared out of their wits.
Oh my god, this snake is too f * cking big!
They lived in the north. How could there be such a big snake in the north? Compared to the giant snake, the man with the sword looked like a child standing in front of a big man with a curly beard.
This attack was no different from an ant trying to shake a tree or an egg striking a stone. There was no chance of winning at all. As long as the snake swung its tail, it could send him flying. As long as the snake opened its mouth, it could bite off his head.
But they were still too far away to save him, so they could only pick up their pace. They wanted to run faster, but their legs were inexplicably weak.
Perhaps it was awakened by the farmers' screams, the giant snake suddenly moved. It changed its original crouching posture and straightened its body. It seemed to be frightened by the man's imposing manner and wanted to escape into the forest on both sides of the path.
Seeing this, he was even more courageous. How could he allow it to escape? He quickly ran to the snake, raised his bronze sword high, and used all his strength to slash down!
Poof!
This copper sword that he had sharpened day in and day out pierced deeply into the snake's body, cutting open the skin and flesh of the big snake. Its round body was cut in half, but the edge of the sword was also bent by the hard snake scales. After all, bronze was still too soft.
It was reasonable to say that a dying beast was the most terrifying. The snake's counterattack under the pain must be earth-shattering and peerless, and it could crush all the bones in his body in minutes. However, its reaction was very strange, as if it was panicking. It was clearly in pain, but it didn't run or counterattack. It just rolled on the ground.
Taking advantage of the snake rolling on the ground, the man with the sword turned his wrist without hesitation and used the other side of the sword to slash again.
This slash finally split the giant snake into two from the middle.
The snake's internal organs flowed out, and the upper and lower halves of its body struggled violently. Blood spilled everywhere, but its eyes … were shining with a strange light.
"Hahahaha! Awesome! Awesome! "
The man with the sword casually threw away the bronze sword that was rolled on both sides. His chest was full of joy, not only because he had killed the giant snake, but also because his confidence had greatly increased. It was as if he could see the future where he would rise up and sweep the world.
His whole body was hot, and the aftereffects of the wine were surging. He could no longer hear the shouts of the farmers behind him. Only the cold wind that blew against his face could make him feel comfortable.
After a while, he disappeared without a trace.
He ran for a few miles until he tripped on a small branch. He fell into a grass nest and fell asleep, snoring loudly.
When the farmers behind him rushed to the scene with their hoes, they only saw the back half of the giant snake's body. The front half was nowhere to be seen.
They looked at the giant snake's body and looked at each other. Their respect for the man with the sword had increased by several times. To be able to cut this giant snake in half, the man with the sword was really an extraordinary man. He was worth following for a lifetime! As long as they followed the man with the sword, they would definitely make a name for themselves. If they followed the man with the sword, they would definitely make a name for themselves. Even if they died, they would have no regrets.
The front half of the white python struggled to swim back to the front of the broken wooden house, leaving a mottled trail of blood. Its eyes were fixed on the junior high school girl who had changed her appearance, as if it was trying its best to pass the words it wanted to say through its eyes.
"I know. You can sleep peacefully. When you wake up, he will already be there waiting for you, at the place where you are destined to meet. I promise." She squatted down, gently stroked its head, and said softly.
The breath of the white python disappeared, and the snake's tongue hung weakly on the ground, unable to be retracted back into its mouth.
It died peacefully. Even after death, it was still vivid.
The cycle of fate had begun.
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