History is written by the people.

In other words, the seemingly grand and vast historical tapestry is woven from the lives of countless ordinary individuals.

For example, right now,

A meeting between two sides,

Watched by all,

Yet, the two commanders hadn't exchanged a single word, not even a greeting.

In an instant,

Both commanders turned their horses and galloped back toward their respective armies.

Instead, the standard bearers, who were supposed to be supporting characters or even mere background props,

Began a duel!

Those unaware of the situation might be astonished, but the world is full of such wonders, unfathomable to the mind.

The Sword Saint drew his sword when he sensed Grimwood's intention to flee, rendering General Zheng's prepared hada (a ceremonial scarf) and diplomatic rhetoric useless.

Red wine, candlelight, piano music, roses, a waterbed, lubricant...

Everything was ready,

But nothing happened.

Now is not the time for regrets; when gods fight, mortals take cover!

The gates of Snow Sea Pass were immediately opened, and Liang Cheng personally led two hundred cavalrymen out first, regardless of whether the barbarians were chasing after them or not. They had to come out to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.

If barbarian experts or armies were pursuing their general, these two hundred men would have to cover his retreat. They were, in essence, two hundred death warriors, willing to give their lives for Zheng Fan.

Fortunately, Grimwood didn't seem to have any intention of killing Zheng Fan, so he didn't make any prior arrangements, unlike Zheng Fan.

But to be safe, even after Zheng Fan had passed Liang Cheng and his two hundred cavalry, Liang Cheng still didn't order a halt or a return. Instead, he continued to charge forward to prevent any accidents and ensure the lord's safety.

And after he turned his horse around, the barbarian troops at the rear were somewhat flustered for a moment.

What did it mean that their commander was retreating before the negotiations had even begun?

After a while, two thousand cavalrymen charged out from the flanks of the army to cover Grimwood's return.

At the very center of the stage,

The Sword Saint had already taken flight with his sword.

Haxi let out a loud laugh:

"Hahahaha, Yu Huaping, it really is you, it's really you! You actually went to be a dog for the Yan people!"

The Sword Saint's eyes narrowed, and his qi completely locked onto Haxi.

"Defeated foe, taste my sword again!"

I don't recognize you, but you look familiar,

So,

You must be one of my defeated foes, because I have so many, it's normal that I don't recognize you.

This is the Sword Saint's logic and worldview, seemingly arbitrary, but accurate.

"Yu Huaping, your Jin Kingdom is destroyed, and you still dare to flaunt your Sword Saint prestige! This time, I won't lose to you again! May the stars above protect your people!"

As the incantation was spoken, the blue light intensified.

Swordsmen are recognized as the most offensively powerful in the martial world.

The Sword Saint is, of course, the best of them all. Anyone with a functioning brain knows that they should defend first when facing the Sword Saint.

Back then, during the duel between the Marquis of Jingnan and the Sword Saint outside the capital of Jin, the Marquis first used his martial prowess to exhaust the Sword Saint, rather than immediately launching an all-out attack.

"Come, Yu Huaping!!!"

Haxi roared.

The Sword Saint was coming.

Haxi spread his arms,

Expanding the starlight outward, preparing to receive the Sword Saint's sword!

However,

The next moment,

Haxi was stunned,

Because the Sword Saint, who had already prepared to fight him again,

After all the buildup,

Swerved,

And passed right by him.

The Sword Saint's sword did not fall on him. After his toes touched the ground, he pushed off again and chased after Grimwood, who was riding back, with even greater speed.

"Yu Huaping!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Haxi roared.

You are the Sword Saint,

You are the lofty Sword Saint,

How can you play me like this!

Haxi remembered seven years ago,

When the Jin people were still high and mighty, threatening the snowy plains;

The Jin Kingdom's Sword Saint came to the snowy plains. He first found the old priest, his master.

His master chose to admit defeat because he knew he was old and couldn't withstand the Sword Saint's sword qi.

And he, young and vigorous, volunteered to fight the Jin Kingdom's Sword Saint.

One sword, the opponent used only one sword to break through his stellar protection, but didn't kill him, only leaving behind the words:

"Boring."

Then,

He left.

The Sword Saint is a demon in Haxi's heart, but this demon is not that terrifying. It has always motivated Haxi to study the power of the stars. He hopes that one day, he can go and find this Jin Kingdom's Sword Saint again.

Not to seek revenge, but to defeat him in front of him and return those two words.

No one knows, Haxi doesn't hate the Sword Saint at all. He was defeated, but also impressed.

White robes fluttering,

A sword traversing the world,

Throughout the ages,

How many people have dreamed of this, how many young men have chosen to practice swordsmanship and live with the sword because of this dream? Haxi is the same.

It's just that he doesn't know how to practice swordsmanship, but just as someone who can't paint can appreciate masterpieces, he admires the sword and the Sword Saint, even if he is a barbarian.

Zheng Fan himself didn't expect that here, in this environment, the Sword Saint would actually encounter his former defeated opponent, also his admirer.

Yes,

Months of life as a city guard, water tanks, children's toys, old women's nagging, women's gentleness, allowed the Sword Saint to learn to restrain his sharpness.

But,

Your aura is your aura, your temperament is also your temperament,

Your appearance,

Hasn't changed.

Like a stealth fighter in later generations, its stealth is only "invisible" to radar detection, but you can still see it with the naked eye.

It was because he saw the Sword Saint,

That Haxi initially reminded Grimwood in a joking manner. It wasn't that he couldn't tell the situation, but that he was really... excited.

Such a reunion is truly a surprise!

However, the shattering of the dream was so quick. The dignified Sword Saint actually tricked himself in this way, bypassed himself, and then continued to pursue his goal.

This is not what the Sword Saint should do. How could the Sword Saint be like this?

In fact, the Sword Saint's change, in the final analysis, originated from one person, but that person is too busy to explain now. He is still galloping on horseback, unable to even look back at the scene behind him.

Grimwood was riding his warhorse, very fast, but the Sword Saint was gradually closing the distance.

Because every time the Sword Saint's toes landed, a wisp of sword qi was released, forcibly increasing his speed.

The distance,

Was getting closer and closer;

Grimwood only felt the hairs on his back stand on end. He had crawled out of piles of corpses, and had experienced countless life-and-death situations with the barbarian king over the years. Naturally, he knew what this warning came from.

Yu Huaping,

The Sword Saint of Jin,

Damn it,

It really is the Sword Saint!

Haxi's jest turned out to be true!

Ahead, the barbarian cavalry was rushing towards him, and Grimwood saw hope because of it.

He didn't dare to turn around and fight the Sword Saint, because he knew that such a terrifying existence, if he was determined to kill him, could seize the opportunity even if he only gave him one chance.

When a Sword Saint goes mad, who he wants to kill is not up to that person to decide.

Closer, closer, closer!

Thanks to Grimwood's immediate turn and escape, he had a lot of reaction time, and he could already hear the sound of his own knights' hooves in front of him.

However,

The sword intent behind him showed no sign of turning or stopping, and continued to advance.

Damn it, why don't you retreat, why don't you leave? Two thousand cavalry are enough to crush you into minced meat! Even if you are a saint among swords, you will not escape!

In an open area, facing thousands of charging cavalry, even a Third-Rank martial artist would be moved. Back then, Shatuo Que Shi fought alone against three thousand Northern Garrison troops, which was indeed a magnificent scene, but the ending was that he was exhausted of his qi and blood and died in battle.

A swordsman's physique is not suitable for group battles, nor can they fight in groups.

But,

The Sword Saint,

Still didn't slow down, but continued to accelerate at his own pace.

Ahead, the horses' hooves rolled, stirring up smoke, as if they didn't exist in the Sword Saint's eyes.

In his sight,

There was only the one man and one horse in front,

Zheng Fan had said,

Kill him,

The tens of thousands of barbarians outside the city will be without a leader,

And the siege will be stalled as a result;

And this person is a Jin, so he knows better than the barbarians how to siege a city.

Kill him,

Snow Sea Pass will have a great chance of being defended,

Defend Snow Sea Pass,

All the barbarian armies that entered the pass this time will be completely locked here!

As long as, this man in front of him, dies!

The distance was getting closer and closer, to the point where even if the Sword Saint killed Grimwood, he would be surrounded by two thousand barbarian cavalry.

However, the Sword Saint continued forward, continuing to close the distance with the man in front of him. He had completely abandoned everything.

The one who holds the sword has no second thought, only then can the sword's edge be invincible!

Grimwood's heart was in his throat. He could feel that the sword intent behind him not only did not fade, but became stronger and stronger, which meant that the terrifying existence, the monument that all the martial artists of the Three Jins once worshiped, was getting closer and closer to him.

Suddenly,

The barbarian cavalry at the very front had already cut in, letting Grimwood continue forward, while they began to cross-intercept.

Two sword qi were released, piercing through the chests of the two barbarian knights in front of him, followed by two lines of blood.

The Sword Saint's toes this time stepped on the head of a warhorse,

The next moment,

The warhorse's head exploded,

And the Sword Saint's speed reached its peak,

In an instant,

Closing the distance with Grimwood again.

Long Yuan trembled,

Sword intent merged as one,

Thrust out!

Once,

Under the capital city, facing thousands of Northern Garrison iron cavalry, Bai Li Jian fled back to the city without drawing his sword;

Today,

He, Yu Huaping,

Will not retreat!