When the army started to gallop, there was an orderly rumbling of horse hooves. Although the horse hooves were stepping in the air, waves of wind struck the ground. It caused the hundreds of miles of flat land to rumble.
Even ten miles away, Zong Shou could feel the ground shaking.
Charging at the front were the two thousand Tiger Leopard Cavalry. They were all covered in heavy armor, riding white pattern tooth tigers. They were like a sharp arrowhead, leading the tens of thousands of iron cavalry forwards. Behind them were ten thousand heavy cavalry, men and horses all covered in black rune iron armor. Looking from afar, it was like an iron forest surging over.
In Zong Shou's eyes, he saw much more. It could be seen that these tens of thousands of cavalrymen were gradually condensing a tyrannical aura. Their will, morale, combat strength, and numbers were all condensing into an aura similar to the aura of martial arts. This caused these fifty thousand cavalrymen to become even more tyrannical and unstoppable, as if they could trample on everything! In this formation, even a martial master's strength would greatly increase, close to mythic master's strength.
The entire army was led by a single person at the front of the army, who was constantly controlling and adjusting the formation, causing the tens of thousands of people to be twisted into a single unit. It also led the overall aura of the fifty thousand cavalry to climb step by step to the peak.
Looking at his side, Zong Shou was speechless. Three thousand iron cavalry could be said to be majestic. However, in front of the black mass of the army, it was so small and pitiful.
Their morale was also low. Fortunately, everyone was prepared to die at this moment. They were willing to sacrifice themselves and die together with the enemy. It was not impossible for them to fight.
Zong Yuan was still at the front, while Tan Tao and Hu Zhongyuan were protecting him from the left and right. At this moment, they urged the mounts under their feet to increase their speed.
"That's Yang Xuan, legend has it that he's a six meridian Xuanwu. Based on what I know, he should have broken through to the seventh meridian, and is said to be the seventh expert of Yunxia Mountain. The commander of the Tiger Leopard Cavalry is best at commanding cavalry. His only loss was seven years ago to Hu Qianqiu, but he was able to escape unscathed. After which, he clashed with Hu Qianqiu eight more times, and in the end, he was able to barely remain undefeated. He was famous in the west of Donglin Cloud Continent and was seen as a famous general! The ten 5 meridian martial ancestors under him are all top picks. "
Li Luo explained as he watched. His gaze intentionally swept over Zong Shou. "Two years ago, this person had thirty thousand cavalry. Sweeping through the 270,000 alliance army in Tianfang Province, causing the 17 cities to only be able to defend and not leave … "
The so-called Tianfang Province was located in the southwest corner of Donglin Cloud Continent and was one of the areas under the jurisdiction of the West Ocean Taoyun City.
However, Zong Shou didn't seem to hear him. He only responded with a soft "hmm". He quietly fiddled with the black round mirror in front of him.
Light gradually appeared in the mirror, and one could faintly see the swarming iron cavalry on the opposite side.
When Zong Yuan's field of vision appeared in the mirror, he was shocked. Zong Shou suddenly made another hand seal. A faintly discernible black wooden bird suddenly soared into the sky. It didn't stop until it was ten thousand feet high and far away from the blood and vengeful energy. It started to glide in the sky, and its body totally disappeared. This was a spiritual artifact that he bought in Jiefu City.
It was grade 4, but it wasn't of much use. It could only travel a thousand miles and scout the surroundings. The grade 4 spiritual formation within the wooden bird was mostly used to hide and cover aura.
"This thing is not bad for spying in the future. Anyone below ascended grandmaster won't be able to notice it if they don't pay attention … "
Zong Shou couldn't help but imagine that erotic scene. Until the scenes of the wooden bird looking down from the sky were transmitted into his soul. Only then did his face turn solemn, revealing a serious expression. Next, it was time for him to get serious.
In the last life, to perfect his sword techniques on the battlefield, he made up for his weaknesses. In the virtual world of the God Emperor game, he had joined a guild to help a friend. He had also gone through 500-600 battles.
That era had a huge population, along with NPCs. Any two small cities could move hundreds of thousands of troops. At the start, he was a newbie who was defeated in one strike. Towards the end, he could barely hold his own. Who knows how many times he lost before the bitterness was over. From losing more than winning, it slowly turned into winning more than losing. Even in the worst environment, he could escape unscathed.
However, there was still a huge gap between them and the Army Gods who dominated a region in the game.
However, ten thousand years ago, even when the spiritual wave had just appeared, the military strategies that were developed. Compared to the modern era, where the highly simulated virtual environment was extremely developed, the difference was simply too great. In that era, the people in the cloud world basically didn't have to worry about food and clothing. Players who were bored would pretty much kill each other all day in that virtual world with 10 times the time difference. Anyways, even if they died, they could respawn. As a result, many unimaginable military tactics emerged one after another. Especially local tactics, the battle of the vanguard, the use of spells on the battlefield were all developed to the extreme.
With the little ability that he trained up, he could probably do whatever he wanted in Donglin Cloud Continent.
This was also why he dared to use three thousand cavalry to go head-on against the four hundred thousand Yunxia and Blazing Flame alliance army.
Virtual and reality were naturally different. However, with such an elite cavalry army in his hands, it wasn't impossible to overcome. Compared to those players who were always in a mess, these Xuan Mountain City cavalry were much stronger.
When they were close to ten thousand feet, the iron cavalry of both sides started to gallop. Looking down from above, one could see one big and one small, two totally disproportionate sharp arrows clashing head-on.
They were all well trained, controlling the speed of the horses and stepping on a specific rhythm. When the horse hooves landed, it was like a clang.
Zong Yuan was also someone who had gone through hundreds of battles. He had led ten thousand men to charge in Gantian Mountain. At this moment, the muscles in his body were all relaxed. Holding the grade 5 purple lightning spear, his eyes coldly looking forwards. He had no fighting intent nor killing intent, just a nonchalance that didn't concern him.
… The battle today had nothing to do with him. He was only forced by someone to charge at the tip of the army.
However, that Crown Prince still treated him well. Although Zong Yuan knew that he was going to die, he wasn't willing to owe that person anything. Going all out, through the dragon horned winged horse under his feet, he controlled the rhythm and speed of the army.
When they were close to a thousand feet, he could clearly see the fine patterns on the cold iron armor. Zong Yuan suddenly felt an intent that wasn't strong but couldn't be resisted suddenly pass through the air and control his limbs.
Then, he jumped off the horse and raised the purple lightning spear in his hand. The dragon horned winged horse's galloping speed suddenly increased by several times. It brought the three thousand men behind him to increase their speed.
That slow and heavy rumbling suddenly sounded out in a dense manner.
The two thousand tiger leopard cavalry opposite also increased their speed at the same time. Like a sharp awl, they smashed over.
Close to 100 feet, Zong Yuan could even see the cold gazes of the 2 cavalrymen in front of him through their helmets. They were originally five meridian martial ancestors. At this moment, using the strength of the army, their aura rose close to the peak. Their gazes towards him were like looking at a corpse.
Zong Yuan scoffed. These two people were dead for sure! That prince's martial path was one with the spirit, so dealing with these two wasn't a problem.
The three horses charged, and in the blink of an eye, they were thirty feet apart. Zong Yuan suddenly felt a lightning glow explode around his body. The unknown yellow pearl at the tip of the spear injected a strong essence energy into his body, causing the energy in his chakra meridians to be filled to the max! His hands couldn't help but shake. Instantly, hundreds of spear images appeared at the tip of the purple lightning spear. Numerous blue lightning bolts also gathered at one spot. It actually formed an extremely sharp lightning blade that cut forwards at an even faster speed.
The two five meridian martial ancestors who were originally prepared to rip apart Zong Yuan's body were startled. They were only able to wave their knives, and in the next moment, the spear image was right in front of their eyes. They were directly smashed into pieces by the purple spear tip. The lightning glow exploded out, bringing with it a sharp energy. It caused the flesh and blood to explode and scatter everywhere. It caused the white pattern tooth tigers behind him to be shocked, instinctively dodging to the side. They gave out intense tiger roars, and their orderly formation was also slightly messed up.
Zong Yuan's spear didn't stop there. The dragon horned winged horse under him charged forty feet with one step, directly charging into the group of tiger leopard cavalry. A horse neigh that was similar to a dragon's roar caused those white pattern tooth tigers to panic. The spear image swept and directly struck the five meridian martial ancestor cavalry who were still in shock. One spear ending them all in the most gory way. Each spear attack would cause flesh and blood to scatter and scatter everywhere. In just a breath, tens of lives were taken!
This spear technique seemed to be his purple lightning spear? How could it be so amazing?
Zong Yuan was at a loss. This pretty much god-like spear technique caused his emotions to surge and his blood to boil. However, a moment later, it slowly turned cold. So what if his spear technique was good? He could kill a thousand, two thousand, or even ten thousand people. However, he couldn't use the strength of one person to fight against four hundred thousand troops!
Just as he was shaking his head, Zong Yuan suddenly felt that something wasn't right. The dragon horned winged horse under his feet wasn't galloping straight ahead. Instead, it was adjusting its angle and changing its direction. The direction it charged towards wasn't where the enemy cavalry was weak. It was often at the front where their strength was the strongest and the aura was the strongest!
It was always smashed with one spear, like a hot knife through butter. It caused the three thousand cavalry behind him to have their pressure reduced to the minimum. At this moment, there were close to no casualties.
This bloody massacre and dismembering of the corpses shocked their hearts. Although the tiger leopard cavalry in front of him had seen killing and blood, they had seen a lot of it. However, when he charged forwards, no one could stop him, no one could stop him. These people couldn't help but feel their hearts shake.
In Zong Yuan's mind, a line of words subconsciously appeared — Forcing the enemy to attack was the sharpness of the blade!
Before he could think about it, a person appeared in front of Zong Shou. The white pattern tooth tiger under him was close to twice as strong as the others, its body majestic. It also held a horse slaying machete in its hand, slashing over with a heavy aura. The aura of tens of thousands of iron cavalry was gathered on its body. The machete light charged forwards. However, before it reached the tip of the blade, a ten thousand foot ditch appeared on the ground below. Vast amounts of energy, tens of millions of kilograms of strength pressed down!
"It's Yang Xuan!"
Zong Yuan was astonished. He was extremely clear about how strong this person was! His hands involuntarily waved the spear image, similarly covering over.
When the spear image and the machete light clashed, blood instantly spurted out. A head covered by an iron helmet was tossed into the air!
The surrounding people instinctively looked up. That head belonged to Yang Xuan!
In an instant, the three thousand cavalry behind Zong Yuan all heaved a sigh of relief. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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