Chapter 166: How History is Made
Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, the Marynku warriors let out triumphant roars that echoed through the land, like they had already won
Belarion, displaying his unmatched martial skill and a tactical genius that transcended the battlefield, caught the severed head of his fallen foe and swiftly retreated to the safety of his comrades.
The battle had been fierce, but it was over in an instant, leaving a stunned silence in its wake.
When Belarion returned in front of Aeryon, he jump down from his horse and with a laugh coming out from his mouth, he throws the head of Xiongba in front of Aeryon tent
Belarion triumphant return was met with hearty laughter and applause from Aeryon and his assembled warriors.
The head of Xiongba, a stark reminder of the formidable foe he had just vanquished, lay before them like a grisly trophy of their victory.
Aeryon, with a jovial spirit, ordered the Ayrag to be brought forth.
The drink was poured into a cup and offered to Belarion with utmost respect. Aeryon himself served his own sworn brother
As they shared the Ayrag, their laughter and camaraderie filled the air.
Aeryon laugh and feel happy with this. In the current world, he could tell that there is not many people in the world that could withstand Belarion might
As long as he is allowed to grow, why could he not beat Dugu Yi or other powerhouses of the Great Steppe.