54: Fight again

"Dong!"

Pan Feng cleaved with his axe from dozens of meters away, and the gate collapsed in response!

Everyone looked at Pan Feng in surprise; even Colonel Gong Lin couldn't help but glance over. Lin Yue actually had such a fierce Military General under his command!

Thinking that their side possessed such a formidable person, everyone's confidence surged, like hungry wolves smelling blood, their eyes green as they rushed into the Encampment.

There were also two units of Golden Fire Cavalry wandering outside the Encampment, continuously firing arrows along the perimeter of the camp. The arrows tore through the air, some near, some far, at varying distances.

But what was consistent was that after the arrows landed in the camp, they all burst into intense flames!

"Raid! Raid!" A Xiongnu people shouted, looking at the camp engulfed in flames!

Panic immediately spread throughout the entire camp!

The Xiongnu people kept running out, wanting to know what had happened; some weren't even dressed!

But at a time like this, those who didn't quickly arm themselves but instead poked their heads out to watch the commotion under unknown circumstances were no different from seeking death.

The Great Qin Cavalry looked at the heads delivered to them and stabbed without hesitation with their halberds!

Blood splattered everywhere, and the Army advanced as if into an uninhabited land!

At this moment, the enemy camp was in chaos!

Colonel Gong Lin led everyone in harvesting fresh lives, but their numbers were ultimately too few. On the other side of the Encampment, resistance was gradually forming!

The narrow passage could only accommodate three warhorses abreast, so everyone had to spread out.

But the further they pushed into the Encampment, the fiercer the resistance they encountered, far from the ease they had at the beginning.

Between two tents, a tripwire suddenly appeared. Once hit, the result could only be a rider falling and a horse tumbling.

Lin Yue saw this and wanted to pull the reins, but he didn't expect Big Yellow to be so intelligent; it leaped lightly and crossed over.

Truly a Earth-Tier warhorse!

On the right, Pan Feng cleaved with his axe, and the tent collapsed with a crash, breaking the tripwire as well.

"Wolf cubs, kill!"

At the end of the road, a team of disheveled Xiongnu Cavalry charged towards them!

Pan Feng and Xing Daorong spurred their horses forward, charging straight at the opposing side.

When the two sides met, the opponents were instantly thrown into disarray, horses and riders tumbling. The few scattered Cavalry who managed to escape were also struck down by Lin Yue's blade!

Facing these two killing gods, the Xiongnu Cavalry were filled with fear, and soon, they scattered.

"Whoosh!"

"Master, be careful!" Pan Feng shouted loudly!

Lin Yue swayed his body, parrying with his blade held to the side, and then the arrow rolled onto the ground.

He fixed his gaze on the direction from which the arrow came, only to see that the person, realizing one arrow wasn't enough, turned and fled.

It was him!

The person who ambushed him with a sneak arrow that day below Crane Wild City!

"Follow me!" Lin Yue shouted, leading the charge!

The fact that he was here meant that Zhao Bo must also be here!

By the same reasoning, the Nuzhen Tribe must also be in this vicinity!

Today, new and old grudges, all will be settled!

Xing Daorong followed Lin Yue closely. He had been a bit hot-headed just now, forgetting his duty to protect his Master, which was a dereliction of duty for him as a bodyguard. Now, he stayed close, fearing another sneak attack.

On the battlefield, one often doesn't fear direct combat, because with personal Martial Power and experience, there's a good chance of surviving a direct clash. But such sneak attacks are often impossible to guard against!

The arrogant Mongol Great Khan Möngke, in later generations, personally commanded battles during the fierce assault on Fishing Town, but was killed by a sneak arrow, leading to four years of infighting within the Mongol Empire, extending the Southern Song Dynasty's life by twenty years, and indirectly changing the world situation.

And all of this came from a sneak arrow shot by a nameless Soldier from the Southern Song Dynasty!

"Don't run!" Lin Yue shouted!

Zhao Fusheng picked up an ownerless horse by the roadside and mounted it, then galloped away, while in the distance, a few scattered Jurchen appeared!

"Master, This humble general is going!" Pan Feng shouted, spurring his horse forward, his eyes blazing with fury!

Although he couldn't see the face clearly, Pan Feng recognized at a glance that the person was the Jurchen he had fought that night!

"Master, uh..." Xing Daorong hesitated to speak.

"Go!" Lin Yue slapped Xing Daorong's warhorse on the rump with his blade.

How could he not understand what Xing Daorong was thinking? It was nothing more than seeing that the several opponents were not weak and fearing that Pan Feng going alone would lead to another loss.

Even though he played around and made a fuss, he never slacked off when it came to serious matters.

"Charge with me!" Lin Yue shouted.

The side effect of his Martial Power decreasing by ten after using the Bloodrage Talisman had a duration of one month, and half a month still remained.

Currently, he only had the strength of a Special-Tier Soldier. If he went forward, Pan Feng and Xing Daorong would have to divide their attention to look after him, which would be more trouble than it was worth.

But there was still a unit of Jurchen Cavalry nearby; he could tie these people down, allowing the two of them to perform better!

Lin Yue led the hundred men behind him straight towards that unit of Jurchen Cavalry!

Although the White Horse Righteous Cavalry' training was not yet fully complete, at this moment, every Soldier's morale was high, and the opponents' morale was low with no intention of fighting, so they naturally held all the advantages!

Lin Yue and the others gradually accelerated until their warhorses were galloping. Only then did the Jurchen Cavalry discover them and, in their panic, arranged their formation.

"Break!"

Lin Yue plunged into the Jurchen Cavalry like a fierce tiger, his Miao Blade constantly waving like a swimming dragon. With every swing of his blade, a Jurchen fell from his horse, then was continuously trampled by the White Horses rushing in behind, meeting his demise.

In just a few breaths, the Jurchen Cavalry's formation fell into disarray, scattered, and then fled in all directions!

Lin Yue looked back at Pan Feng and Xing Daorong, who were fighting fiercely, and couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for them.

Xing Daorong fought one against three, firmly holding back three Jurchen.

Pan Feng, meanwhile, fought alone against one Jurchen; the two clashed with an axe and a spear, clanging loudly.

Even Lin Yue had to admit that the opponent was indeed highly skilled in Martial Power, actually able to fight Pan Feng, who had just stepped into the ranks of a Second-Rate Military General, to a standstill!

The Nuzhen Tribe had still hidden its strength!

At the same time, he was extremely anxious internally, wanting to help Pan Feng but powerless to do so. With his current strength as a Special-Tier Soldier, he might be knocked off his horse by a few spear thrusts if he went up!

I've got it!

"Big Yellow, can you go help Pan Feng?" Lin Yue leaned down and whispered into Big Yellow's ear. He wasn't sure if Big Yellow could understand.

Big Yellow snorted, nodding its head gently.

Big Yellow truly lived up to its name as a Earth-Tier warhorse; it was so smart!

"So you agree. Then go help him." Lin Yue dismounted with relief, affectionately stroking its head.

At this moment, the two combatants' weapons were locked together, continuously struggling for dominance.

"Your strength has grown quickly, but unfortunately, you're still no match for me!" The Jurchen strongman sneered.

"Hmph, dealing with you is more than enough!" Pan Feng growled in a deep voice.

Both their foreheads were covered in sweat, yet their bodies were tense, not daring to let go in the slightest!

As a drop of sweat rolled down his face and fell to the ground.

"Whinny! Whinny!"

Pan Feng's warhorse let out a tragic cry, its front legs buckling, and it crashed to the ground!

Pan Feng's warhorse was just an ordinary Yellow-Tier warhorse from the White Horse Righteous Cavalry, while the strongman's horse was clearly no common breed!

The Jurchen strongman sneered and lunged his spear at the fallen Pan Feng!

"Bang!"

The strongman changed his thrust to a block, sweeping aside the flying spear with a single strike, and glared fiercely at Lin Yue, who had ruined his plans!

Seizing this opportunity, Pan Feng quickly stood up, only to see a pure white steed galloping towards him.

"Big Yellow!" Pan Feng exclaimed in surprise, giving his Master a grateful look. Then, as the warhorse approached him, he used one hand to vault onto its back!

"Again!"