52: Chapter 52 The Final Battle (Part 2)

You... you're spouting nonsense! You're making false accusations!

Upon hearing this, Du Wei trembled with rage, his livid face instantly turning the color of pig liver.

He argued hoarsely, trying to prove his innocence to those around him, "I, Du Wei, am a man of Dushan Stronghold in life and a ghost of Dushan Stronghold in death! How could I possibly collude with this bunch of cowards?!"

But in this situation, his defense was so pale and powerless, it even seemed like he was trying to cover up the truth.

The bandits around him, especially those who were not his direct subordinates, subconsciously stepped away from him, looking at him with a mix of suspicion, hatred, and contempt.

Recalling the rumors about an "inside traitor" in the stronghold, and the strange, disastrous defeat in the last battle, the shouts from Panshi Stockade seemed to instantly connect all the clues!

"Very well! Du Wei! So it really was you!"

Second-in-Command Nie Kong's raspy, snake-like voice rang out coldly behind him.

Looking at the bandits falling around him, Nie Kong had long since harbored thoughts of retreat.

He knew that this battle was already lost, lost completely.

Staying here meant certain death.

And Du Wei, this guy who had always been at odds with him, was the perfect stepping stone for his escape!

A flash of undisguised malice and determination crossed his eyes. While Du Wei was still angrily explaining himself to those around him, his body showing a flaw due to his agitation, Nie Kong suddenly lunged!

"I'll kill you, this treacherous traitor, first!"

With a shrill cry, he moved like a phantom. The poison-tipped dagger in his hand, glowing with an eerie, ghostly green light, plunged without hesitation into Du Wei's waist and ribs from behind!

"Pfft!"

The dagger sank into flesh, deep enough to reach the bone!

"You...!"

Du Wei's face was full of disbelief. He turned his head stiffly, looking at that familiar, yet now incredibly ferocious face. He never expected that Nie Kong would actually dare to deal such a ruthless blow to a comrade at a time like this!

The intense pain and the anger of being betrayed made his vision go black, his Internal Energy instantly dissipated, and he stumbled to his knees.

"Brothers! The traitor Du Wei has been executed! But he has already ruined us! The situation is lost! Follow me and break out, survival is what matters!"

Having succeeded in his strike, Nie Kong did not pause for a moment, not even bothering to check if Du Wei was dead or alive.

He let out a shrill cry, signaled his few trusted subordinates, and moved at top speed, trampling over the bodies and wounded of his comrades as they rushed toward a relatively gentle rock face he had long ago identified!

There were a few sturdy vines there, his only path to survival!

His actions were decisive, ruthless, and extremely selfish, and they became the last straw that crushed the giant beast that was Dushan Stronghold.

The Second-in-Command had killed the Third-in-Command, and then, he was the first to run!

This cruel fact was more lethal than any hail of arrows!

For all the bandits still putting up a desperate resistance, the string in their hearts snapped with a "pop," completely broken.

Military Advisor Liu Chengfeng, protected by his personal guards behind the crowd, witnessed this absurd yet logical scene.

He watched Nie Kong's wretched fleeing figure, then looked at Du Wei, who lay in a pool of blood with eyes wide open in death, and finally, cast his gaze toward Bear Overlord, who was still roaring madly in the crowd but was already isolated and helpless.

On his face, there was no sadness, only the calm and desolation of a wise man who had seen through the ending.

He had known all along that this would be the result.

From the moment Bear Overlord became headstrong, ignored advice, and stubbornly stepped into this valley, the sinking of the broken ship that was Dushan Stronghold was already doomed.

If heaven wants to rain, if a mother wants to remarry, and if the lord wants to seek death, no one can stop it.

"A good bird chooses its tree to nest in, a wise minister chooses his lord to serve..." he muttered to himself, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

He knew that the sky over Ghost Sees Sorrow would change completely starting tonight.

And that young Stockade Master, sitting on the hillside, strategizing and winning victories from a thousand miles away, was perhaps the "enlightened lord" truly worthy of entrusting his dragon-slaying arts to.

He quietly ordered his personal guards: "Drop your weapons and find a corner to hide."

"Charge! Target, Bear Overlord!"

Seeing that the enemy army was in complete internal chaos and their command System had collapsed, Gao Feng decisively seized this fleeting opportunity and gave the order for an all-out attack!

He personally led fifty heavily armored spearmen with the best equipment and the firmest resolve, along with Big Fool, to form a "conical assault formation."

Like a red-hot iron cone, they moved upstream from the valley exit, charging straight at the core of the enemy army—that Mountain-Splitting Bear whose claws and teeth had been plucked clean!

"Kill!!!"

The soldiers of Panshi Stockade had morale like a rainbow; they stepped over pools of blood, bypassed corpses, their long spears like a forest and shields like a wall, plunging fiercely into the chaotic enemy crowd!

How could those Dushan Stronghold remnants, who had long since lost their courage, be a match for this army of tigers and wolves?

They cried out, threw down their weapons, and fled in all directions, clearing a path for the army formation.

Seeing Gao Feng's army formation charging toward him, Bear Overlord's crimson eyes erupted with endless rage and final madness!

"Well come! Before I die, I'll drag you little brat down with me!"

He gave up on managing the remnants who were like headless flies, and poured all his rage onto Gao Feng!

"Boom!"

The giant mountain-splitting axe in his hand, carrying the force of ten thousand jun, did not strike at Gao Feng, but instead slammed fiercely and with all his might into the ground beneath his feet!

Terrifying Tier 4 Internal Energy exploded without reservation, conducting wildly through the earth!

"Bang!"

With a deafening roar, the entire valley seemed to tremble!

The ground cracked like a spiderweb with his landing point as the center, and the huge shockwave, like a wild wave, slammed fiercely onto the conical formation of Panshi Stockade!

The seven or eight heavily armored spearmen at the very front, along with their shields, were directly blown away by this irresistible force. While still in mid-air, they spat blood, and upon landing, they passed out instantly, their lives uncertain!

The steady-as-a-mountain conical formation was actually forcibly broken by his violent strike!

Gao Feng's pupils constricted, and he was shocked.

Is this the power of a Tier 4 expert?

To be able to shake an elite army formation with the power of one person!

In the end, he had still underestimated the destructive power of absolute martial force on the battlefield!

Once the formation was in chaos, the distance between Gao Feng and Bear Overlord was instantly closed!

"Die!"

Bear Overlord grinned hideously, his massive body erupting with a speed inconsistent with his size. The giant axe swept horizontally, bringing with it a sharp sonic boom that tore through the air, aiming straight for Gao Feng's head!

Gao Feng raised his overlord spear to block with all his might. With a loud "clang," an irresistible force came through. The overlord spear almost flew out of his hand, and he himself was sent flying backward, the web between his thumb and forefinger splitting open, blood dripping, and his Qi and blood surging uncontrollably.

Bear Overlord was like a mad tiger descending a mountain, pressing forward step by step, his violent attacks continuous and unending.

Every swing of the giant axe carried the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, pressing Gao Feng to the point where he could only defend himself wretchedly by relying on exquisite footwork, struggling to parry, and completely unable to fight back!