Da! Da! Da!
Hoofbeats sounded on the floating bridge, the surroundings fell completely silent, everyone was waiting for Lu Chengfeng to cross the river, just waiting for the mont he crossed the bridge.
Li Xiaotian stared intently at the other side, even the warhorse beneath him seed to sense the tense atmosphere, slightly shaking its mane and snorting.
The weather in June had beco hot, soldiers clad in armor were already drenched in sweat, their backs completely soaked.
Everyone was silently awaiting the military commands!
"Tianyou, don’t co over here!" At this mont, the woman on the opposite side of the river nad Fu Qin suddenly scread, her face streaked with tears.
"The only regret I have in this life is not giving you a son."
"Run, run, don’t worry about !"
This sudden change imdiately broke the previous calm, Lu Chengfeng’s eyes narrowed slightly, his legs squeezed hard, his iron spear prodding the horse, as he shouted, "Hyah!"
The white horse, which had been advancing slowly, suddenly began to rush wildly, the original one-third of the distance was crossed in just a few breaths.
"Release the arrows for !"
Li Xiaotian’s eyes were cold, and upon his command, a rain of arrows was unleashed, hundreds of arrows descended upon Lu Chengfeng, dense and overwhelming, making one’s scalp tingle.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lu Chengfeng’s iron spear danced in his hands, weaving instantly in all directions like an impregnable wall, deflecting all the arrows, even the white horse beneath him remained unscathed.
With a thud, the horse’s hooves landed, stepping onto the opposite bank of the river.
The land in front of Lu Chengfeng and the floating bridge behind him had already been transford into a pincushion by arrows.
The two soldiers holding Fu Qin saw this scene and were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat, unsheathing their knives without hesitation, and pressing the blades to Fu Qin’s throat.
"Don’t worry about , don’t worry about , run, run, run!" Fu Qin shouted desperately, her face covered in tears.
The soldier restraining her was agitated, landing a harsh slap that left her cheek red and swollen.
"Stupid woman, shut up!"
He took a rag and cruelly stuffed it into her mouth, allowing her only to utter muffled sobs.
"Sword and shield soldiers in front, spear soldiers behind, cavalry dividing on both sides, surround and intercept, don’t let him escape."
Seeing the arrows couldn’t harm him, Li Xiaotian imdiately relayed the military orders, and instantly drums sounded, military flags waved, and the army swiftly began to maneuver.
No sound of assault, no shouts of killing, only the clashing of armor, the neighing of warhorses, and the ground rumbling of eight thousand troops moving.
This was a true elite force, moving rapidly with the rhythm of drums and the change of flags.
Sword and shield soldiers were in front, spear soldiers behind, advancing slowly like a hedgehog, and the three thousand elite cavalry split into three units, one staying with Li Xiaotian in the center, while the other two thousand-man teams charged from the left and right.
In an instant, the army charged, armor clanged, dust whipped up by the horse hooves enveloped the air, and the killing aura shot straight into the sky.
At the mont Lu Chengfeng landed, not only did he not stop, but he accelerated, his white horse galloping, mane fluttering, wind howling.
His spirit was imrsed in an extrely profound realm, everything between heaven and earth seed to quiet down, everyone’s movents around him slowed.
He didn’t need to look back to sense all directions, missing nothing.
Within him, the Red Dragon True Qi surged, as if a Flood Dragon that had lain dormant for countless ages was roaring, eager to soar to the heavens.
Grasping his iron spear, the Profound aning of the Blazing Fire Spear flowed through his heart, with the Red Dragon True Qi operating along the path of the Eight Desolates Sea-Swallowing Skill, to absorb essence qi from all directions, roaring proudly above the Nine Heavens.
At this mont, he shut out all distractions, his eyes focused only on Li Xiaotian.
Among ten thousand troops, slaying the enemy general!
He didn’t know if he could achieve it, nor did he have confidence.
Yet the iron spear in his hand unconsciously grew hot, with the True Qi within him boiling furiously.
To persist despite knowing it’s impossible!
A common man’s rage, blood splatters five steps.
"Kill!"
Lu Chengfeng roared out, his voice like thunder, as if lightning exploded in the clear sky, causing one’s eardrums to ache.
He ignored the woman, didn’t bother with the two guards holding her, and raised his long spear, its tip sharp and nacing, locking onto Li Xiaotian.
"Truly a madman!" Li Xiaotian, seeing this scene, instead breathed a sigh of relief, a cold sneer appearing on his face.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The first to engage in close combat with Lu Chengfeng were the cavalry charging in from the flanks; they were all battle-hardened elites, each a master of martial arts at the Ninth Layer, strong and decisive, fierce warriors through and through.
Among them, the captains were second-class experts, capable of cultivating Gang Qi. At this mont, they galloped forward, the iron hooves pounding the ground, causing it to shake violently as if the sky were collapsing and the earth splitting apart.
The clamor of swords and guns rang out as the iron cavalry advanced!
Lu Chengfeng could even feel the air around him growing tense, as if he were sinking into a quagmire, making it difficult to breathe.
"Kill!"
The army charged, suddenly erupting with earth-shattering cries of battle, almost roaring apart the clouds in the sky, seeming to bring even the mighty river to a halt.
Losing almost his ntal footing, Lu Chengfeng faced a charge of eight thousand troops, with cavalry galloping, iron shields pressing in from all sides. Heaven and earth above and below offered no escape route, making it seem impossible to avoid death even with wings.
His steed, though carefully selected, couldn’t help but rear in the surrounding cacophony of battle, ringing loudly.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
The clash of weapons exploded almost instantly; blazing fire true gang flowed over Lu Chengfeng’s spear, a power similar to Sword Qi, the slaughter technique of the Blazing Fire Spear.
Driven by the Red Dragon True Intent, the spear seed enveloped in a faint layer of flas.
Buzz!
The spear thrust forward, piercing through a cavalryman’s head in an instant, then violently swung his body, sweeping across left and right, back and forth.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Amidst the violent clash of weapons, sparks flew as a mass of swords and spears was knocked away. The body on Lu Chengfeng’s spear exploded, flesh and blood spraying, turning into a rain of blood and chunks of at.
Those who collided with the spear were struck as if by lightning, their bodies thrown backward, falling from their mounts in an instant, trampled to death by the hooves behind.
At this mont, Lu Chengfeng’s steed finally landed its hooves and, under his command, continued to gallop forward.
Observant and alert, as soon as anyone surrounded him, his iron spear thrusts, sweeps, and chops, killing upon contact, wounding upon clash, leaving destruction in its wake, unmatched by any enemy.
His steed charged fiercely forward, his spear like a flood dragon twisting and turning, cutting a bloody path through the surrounding cavalry.
Lu Chengfeng’s mind was serene, not agitated, not roaring, not blood rushing; all around him reflected clearly in his mind, his heart a mirror, his spear a flood dragon.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
His spear, like fire, swept across, smashing aside over ten cavalryn standing in his way, even toppling their mounts.
The massive blows left those elite soldiers spurting blood wildly in mid-air, their organs shattered, alive but dead from the spear.
Furious! Dominant! Brave!
Single-handed, charging through a thousand troops!
As if cleaving a bloody wave through a forest of steel.
Li Xiaotian stood in the central command, observing everything clearly, his face turning unspeakably grim.
"The Blazing Fire Spear of the Zhao Family, at least cultivated to the Twenty-Fourth Layer, good, good, good!"
"What a Zhao Tianyou, you hid well!"
His eyes were cold, yet he didn’t plan to engage imdiately.
"Even if you’re made of iron, within my army, you’ll be crushed to pieces. I want to see how much True Qi you have to expend."
"Transmit my order, let the central troops press forward!"
With his command, the sword and shield soldiers and spear soldiers, previously advancing slowly, began to move forward.
The clanking of armor, iron shields serried, forming walls of brass and iron.
Sharp spears glead coldly from the gaps in iron shields.
Under such a formation, flesh and blood would surely be crushed, how could anyone escape?
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