The Guardian's Sword

The Guardian's Sword

"The Commander isn't needed to deal with you. I'm enough!” Zander said bluntly.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! I can't believe I lost to Sean's subordinate without even
meeting Sean. How amazing! Unfortunately, you can't capture me alive! I,
Blackbeard, would rather die standing than live on my knees!"

As soon as he said this, Blackbeard wielded his huge broadsword and leaped to
chop Zander, who was on horseback. His gestures and movements were
murderous. People could see he would immediately kill anybody who got in his
way.

"Watch out, Commander!"

"Get out of the way!"

The surrounding city defense soldiers shouted to warn them, all scared. It was
because Blackbeard was well known in the City-State Union. No one in the City-
State Union did not know his prowess.

Although Blackbeard was no longer what he was when he was young, what he
was capable of doing was still frightening.

However, Zander, on horseback, was unfazed by the decapitating broadsword
smashing into his forehead.

"You don't deserve to wield a sword..." Zander said grimly.

With that said, the saber in his hand suddenly flew like a whip, creating silver
streaks in the air. Murderous intent rose from his aura giving fear to those around
him.

His movements was so quick. It was as if the other party moved slower than him.
Blackbeard's right arm was cut off his shoulder with a thump, and his whole arm
fell to the ground along with the broadsword.

Red blood gushed out of Blackbeard's broken shoulder like a fountain, staining
the nearby ground red.

"Stop the bleeding. He can't die before getting executed!" Zander ordered flatly.
With a swoosh, the bright saber went into the sheath as if it had never been
pulled out.

"Who are you? Why are you so strong..." Blackbeard knelt on one knee and
asked with a quiver, clutching his wound.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm Zander Young, a chiliarch under Commander Sean. I'm
strong because he taught us well!"

When Zander said the last three words, his eyes lit up with reverence as if Sean
was right in front of him.

"Real... Really..." Blackbeard felt lost.

One of the generals of the commander-in-chief of Dorodo's city defense army
was already so strong.

How strong would Dorodo's city defense army's supreme commander be?

He was wrong.

The other party was so wrong. One wrong move, and he lost everything.

If he had known he would suffer such a crushing defeat, he would not have
attacked Dorodo!

Blackbeard was full of regret and despair. However, it was too late to fix it!
"Take them away! It's getting late, and it's time for us to get back!"

Zander ordered before turning his horse around and galloping off into the
distance.

Several city defense soldiers jumped off their horses and quickly bandaged
Blackbeard to stop the bleeding before binding his other hand. They put him on
the horse and hurried toward Dorodo, following Zander.

A great war was thus over.

Black Gold Flower Mercenary Regiment, which had been well-known throughout
the City-State Union for decades, was finished.