Trembling At A High Altitude

Upon hearing the news, everyone sprang from their beds and hastily dressed.

The barbarian soldiers are usually so lax, yet today they were up so early—it looks like they can hardly wait to invade!

"Don't panic, everyone! Let's get in formation and head over together!" Qiu Engineering quickly reminded the others.

After dressing, they left the barracks and went to the temporary outpost built on top of a massive rock.

They could clearly see the soldiers from Barbarian Country carrying loads on their shoulders, along with various small carts transporting a large amount of building materials, piling them up on the river's edge, which is within the territory of Long Kingdom.

There must have been forty or fifty of them.

It seemed the message in the communication spiritual artifact was accurate—the soldiers from Barbarian Country had been the ones initiating provocations.

Not just once or twice, but repeatedly and unceasingly, breaking their word.

The agreements made at the negotiating table by the ancestral elders from both sides were as good as flatulence.

Such a shameless country was truly beyond redemption.

For this group of young rookie Actors, if they did not step forward to stop these soldiers from Barbarian Country from forcibly constructing a Spirit Tower on this side of the boundary line, they would end up with negative points, and after the performance ended, they would be wax-sealed.

If they went to stop the soldiers from Barbarian Country, there would still be a glimmer of hope.

They had no choice.

"Listen to my command!"

"Attention!"

"At ease!"

"Quick march!"

Wang Tongxun pretended to be a non-commissioned officer.

Although his voice trembled slightly while shouting commands, his expression was resolute.

Their numbers were far fewer than the opposition, so they could not afford to appear any weaker in spirit.

Li Teng and Doctor Zhong also joined at the back of the formation to bolster numbers.

Otherwise, the formation would look too thin.

It still looked rather thin.

When the thin formation reached about seven or eight meters from the gathering point of the soldiers from Barbarian Country who had crossed the river, Wang Tongxun shouted "Halt!" and the formation stopped.

"You have entered the territory of Long Kingdom! We will regard this act as an invasion! According to the agreement reached by the ancestral elders..." Wang Tongxun stepped forward and sternly warned the soldiers from Barbarian Country in their own language.

But before he could finish, a fist-sized rock flew out from the ranks of the Barbarian Country soldiers and 'thud!' hit him right on the forehead.

Wang Tongxun swayed, blood trickling down his forehead.

Qiu Engineering hurriedly rushed over to support him.

The barbarian soldiers laughed loudly at the scene and then hurled various insults at the eight men.

Li Teng's wristwatch suddenly vibrated.

He turned his back to look at the screen on his watch.

A line of text appeared.

"'Time Prison' script is integrating with this plotline..."

"Integration progress: 1%, 2%, 3%..."

Based on the speed of the integration progress bar, it looked like it would take at least another minute or so to fully integrate.

Li Teng started running along the icy river channel, away from the soldiers of Barbarian Country.

Doctor Zhong and the others watched this unfold and couldn't help feeling disappointed in Li Teng.

While staying wasn't of much value to him, seeing a companion run off while everyone else was in grave danger seemed utterly dishonorable.

It was understandable for him to be afraid, but even if he just backed off a few steps and stood behind them, shouting to boost the morale of his side, that would have been something!

Never mind, one shouldn't expect too much from a seventy-eight-year-old man.

And once the camp was taken, where could he possibly run to?

As he watched his comrade's head being smashed and bleeding, Mao Patrol, holding two stones, charged at the nearest group of Barbarian Country soldiers who were laughing heartily, and smashed the stones continuously at their heads.

Two Barbarian Country soldiers who were hit by the stones suddenly screamed and cursed.

The dozen or so Barbarian Country soldiers around them surged forward, crazily punching and kicking Mao Patrol and the others.

Mao Patrol and his companions, seeing red, huddled together, roaring to bolster their own courage while withstanding the punches and kicks of the Barbarian Country soldiers, focusing on the two fiercest-looking ones and beating them ferociously. Astonishingly, the six young men managed to take down the two Barbarian Country soldiers.

But they were all beaten to a pulp, bloody and bruised.

They didn't fall, sustained solely by willpower.

The fall of their two fiercest companions truly unnerved the other Barbarian Country soldiers.

Were these Long Kingdom recruits too tenacious?

The outwitted Barbarian Country soldiers fell back and yelled for their comrades to join them in the attack.

The other soldiers of Barbarian Country, seeing that a dozen or so of their own couldn't subdue six or seven of the enemy, dropped the materials they were carrying or whatever they were busy with, and charged together towards Wang Tongxun, Mao Patrol, and the others.

Seeing that they were outmatched, the group could only flee while supporting their injured companions, only to be driven by Barbarian Country soldiers into a dead end in the gorge, with no route of escape.

Six men and one woman stood in a line, backs against the gorge's blocking boulders.

"Brothers! For justice, we must risk our lives! The moment to die with honor has arrived! Today, death is inevitable, let's fight it out!" Qiu Engineering roared aloud.

"Don't forget me!" Doctor Zhong expressed dissatisfaction with Qiu Engineering's words.

"Damnit! Today, kill one to break even, kill two to make a profit!" Mao Patrol joined in the shouting.

Ideals are beautiful, yet reality is harsh and bony.

The soldiers from Barbarian Country were well-prepared.

Realizing that their adversaries were truly without any backup, they held nothing back, taking out stones and iron rods they had prepared in advance, ready to execute the final assault on the seven people.

The advantage in numbers and weapons made Mao Patrol's brave hope of "kill one to break even, kill two to make a profit" an impossibility.

Just as the Barbarian Country commander gave the order for his soldiers to carry out the decimation of the seven people, a sudden upheaval occurred behind the Barbarian Country soldiers; they screamed in pain, and their formation descended into chaos.

The Barbarian Country soldiers instinctively looked back, only to find an old man with white hair and beard, slashing his way through with a sharp cleaver from behind them!

Cutting them down like vegetables, his blade was lethal and bloody with every stroke, and in no time, he had felled a dozen Barbarian Country soldiers in the rear, turning the scene into one of wails and scattered corpses.

The very gorge that they thought would be a dead end for the Long Kingdom soldiers, leading them intentionally towards it, now became their own dead end, trapping them with no escape amidst the slaughter!

Seizing the moment of panic among the Barbarian Country soldiers, the seven people cornered into the dead end began their counterattack from behind, snatching their iron rods and viciously clubbing at their heads.

Li Teng's blade was swift, and so was his body, dodging left and right, darting and weaving, never giving the Barbarian Country soldiers a chance to land a blow on him. He was always a step ahead, neutralizing their combat abilities before they could strike.

The ground was littered with severed limbs.

Dozens of them, nowhere near enough to satisfy his urge to kill.

And they lacked the fighting strength.

Far too unchallenging.

How he missed the meat mountains once piled up by Bear Rhinoceros.

"Don't kill me! I surrender!" The noncommissioned officer from Barbarian Country, seeing the dire situation and his soldiers dwindling, quickly held his head in his hands and pleaded with Li Teng, who was charging at him.

Li Teng didn't waste words, leaping high, and with a fierce downstroke, cleaved the officer's head right down the middle, splitting his entire body into two halves.

After landing, Li Teng flicked the blade in his hand, a drop of foul blood slid off the smooth tip, and the blade returned to its spotless, like-new condition.

Li Teng gazed at the cleaver in his hand as if he were looking at a first love.

A glint of youthful vigor passed through his eyes.

The man's spirit and presence were utterly transformed compared to just moments before.

All the others present were dumbstruck.

Was this the man who shared their plight, this frail, 78-year-old elder who struggled to move?

Cook Li?