In the distance, he could see 2 people jumping down from the high platform. After riding on 2 majestic Windrider foals, they started to crazily flee into the camp.
Below the high platform, there were only 4-5 hundred personal troops. Their faces were ashen green, along with a few thousand soldiers guarding the camp, blocking outside of the camp. However, at this moment, they formed up in a rush, their hearts filled with panic and fear, pretty much in a mess.
When Zong Yuan saw the situation, his eyes couldn't help but show a cold disdain, his heart filled with disappointment. These 2 people didn't even dare to join hands to fight him!
2 years ago, even if he knew that he was going to die, he didn't even take a step back in front of Feng Yu's knife. Was such a person worthy of being on the same level as him?
Then, like an electric current flashed across his brain, he thought back to a few days ago when Zong Shou was in Jiefu City and said those words to him.
… He wanted to chop off the heads of Xiong Kui and Feng Yu and make them into urinals!
Not only in Jiefu City, that day when he lost his soul, he said it. Today before the battle, when he was feeling down, the prince had also mentioned it.
However, at that time, he thought that Zong Shou was joking and didn't treat it as real.
At this moment, his blood couldn't help but boil, his heart filled with excitement. His prince really did what he said, never saying any false words. Saying that he wanted him to personally chop off the heads of these 2 people, it gave him a chance.
In an instant, numerous scenes surged into his mind. 2 years ago, he was crazily chopped by Feng Yu's sword on the battlefield, suppressing him until he couldn't take it anymore and could only kneel on the ground. Also, during these 2 years, those prickly words that caused him to have no face to meet people. Even those ugly words of the 2 people in Jiefu City.
Zong Yuan couldn't help but laugh. At this moment, he didn't care much about life and death, honor and disgrace. However, these few years of depression were simply too much!
If he didn't take the heads of these 2 people, wouldn't he be letting down the prince's good intentions?
"Kill!"
Ferociously urging the horse, causing the dragon horned winged horse to speed up once more. Zong Yuan, one man and one spear, didn't stop at all as he smashed into the camp gate.
These few thousand armored soldiers were defeated in a single strike. Even if Feng Yuxiong's personal troops tried their best to stop them, it was still futile. Three thousand cavalrymen trampled on the ground, but before they could even cause a slightly larger wave, they were completely crushed and drowned. Zong Yuan's spear also smashed the several zhang tall wooden gate into pieces! Then, the black-armored cavalry swarmed in like a tide. He continued to chase after the two people who were escaping.
At this time, Feng Yu and Xiong Kui had already completely lost their minds. They no longer had the calm demeanor of a prince from before.
Although the Windrider Foals they rode on were all variants that had entered the Grade-4 Realm, they were still extremely weak. Originally, they thought that even if they couldn't win, they could still escape. However, the Dragon Horned Winged Horse that Zong Yuan was riding seemed to have gone mad for some reason. Its speed was almost 40% faster than theirs! He would only need a few dozen breaths to cover the distance of a thousand feet!
"F * * * his grandmother, they are running really fast!"
Xiong Yu looked behind him, his eyes extremely dark and sunken. His body was tall and sturdy. As for the other races of the Xiong tribe, their weight was several times that of the Wind Wolf race. Even if he was riding on a Grade-4 mutated Windrider Foal, he was still tens of horse lengths behind Feng Yu.
He originally didn't have any fighting spirit, and he knew it in his heart. With this Zong Yuan as the commander, the three thousand Xuan Mountain Iron Cavalry could sweep and trample thousands of troops. To take the head of one person out of ten thousand was like taking something out of a bag!
On their side, out of the six Xuanwu masters, one was heavily injured and four were dead. There was also no news of the two Return to Sun spirit masters. The army was terrified, and their morale was low. At this moment, even if four hundred thousand people were piled up together, they might not be able to block the enemy from killing them. Furthermore, the two of them looked like they were working together, but they were divided at heart. They didn't have any chance to reorganize the army.
Their original plan was to use the cover of the camp to escape from behind. Anyways, the enemy only had three thousand men. Four hundred thousand people, no matter how they killed, they wouldn't be able to kill much. Now that they scattered, it would instead allow more people to escape from this Ruohai Straits.
On the other hand, if he died here, then he would have nothing left.
However, if he continued to chase like this, before he could even escape out of the camp, he would be killed by Zong Yuan who chased up from behind with a spear.
His eyes rolled, and Xiong Kui hesitated slightly. He directly turned his horse around and galloped in another direction with the few servants beside him. There were still a hundred thousand infantry troops there. As long as this Zong Yuan didn't chase, he would be able to protect his life. However, this action was slightly risky. However, since he was going to die either way, why not take a gamble?
After separating from Feng Yu, Xiong Kui galloped another fifty to sixty feet before looking back once more. Only to see that Zong Yuan who chased up coldly looked at him and didn't bother about him. He continued to chase after Feng Yu. This caused Xiong Kui to heave a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.
He thought to himself that he was lucky. Luckily, the person who forced Zong Yuan to kneel 2 years ago wasn't him.
The distance of a thousand feet was reduced to less than sixty feet in an instant. Feng Yu seemed to know that he wouldn't be able to escape. After galloping for a short while, he lost all hope. He suddenly hollered out, jumping off the horse and directly slashing behind him with a sword.
"Two years ago, I made you kneel and beg for mercy! Two years later, I can still kill you! Leopard leaving sword, slash!
A seven foot long giant sword, just the wind that it brought about when it was waved was enough to destroy all the tents and wooden stakes within a thousand feet. As for the ground beneath Feng Yu, it had also suddenly sunk by a full two feet. It caused the entire five hundred feet of flat land to cave in.
When this sword slashed out, it was a full three million kilograms of strength! The sword shadow was like the wind, arriving in an instant. It brought with it a series of afterimages as it slashed in front of Zong Yuan.
Zong Yuan didn't even blink. If it was two hours ago, he wouldn't be able to do anything. If it was two hours ago, Feng Yu's sword, even if he went all out, he could only avoid death. At this moment, in his eyes, it wasn't worth mentioning at all.
Even if he couldn't, the prince who controlled his body could easily take this person's life.
The spear in his hand simply flicked, using exquisite strength, a spear flower trembling. It caused the giant sword in Feng Yu's hand to fly out hundreds of feet.
Following which, when the dragon horned winged horse flew past, Zong Yuan swiftly pulled out his cavalry knife and slashed down, causing Feng Yu's head to fly high into the air.
Following which the purple lightning spear in his hand flashed once more, bringing the head back. Only to see that Feng Yu's eyes were still staring furiously. His pupils still hadn't scattered, like he still had consciousness. Apart from a little loss, it was filled with hatred and unwillingness.
Zong Yuan was too lazy to care about him, hanging Feng Yu's head on his waist.
However, in his heart, he was secretly puzzled. What he had done just now was actually his own thoughts. She thought that the Crown Prince wouldn't be so senseless, but he did it as a matter of course.
He tried to wave his limbs, and as expected, he could move freely. Moments later, he didn't have any more doubts. He had probably won the battle and his prince didn't control his body anymore.
At this moment, the Xuan Mountain City cavalry who followed closely behind him were all silent.
Before this, when they followed Zong Yuan to charge into the formation, they were in total despair, only having thoughts of dragging one person down with them. Until Zong Yuan led them to crush the 50 thousand cavalry and slay Yang Xuan, they were shocked. Only then did a little hope rise up in their hearts. Towards the end, they broke through seven formations in a row. Even the famous Black Cloud Dragon Spear Warriors and Wild Bear Armored Warriors were trampled under the horse's hooves. It was as if flames were rising in their chests.
However, when they personally saw Feng Yu's head being chopped off by Zong Yuan, they didn't know what to do all of a sudden. Disbelief and joy surged into the depths of their hearts, and they were unable to react all of a sudden. They only felt that everything in front of them was in a daze. They didn't dare to believe that such terrifying battle results were personally created by them!
Out of all of them, only Tan Tao kept calm. First, he took in a deep breath, and then he hollered, "Feng Yu has been killed! My Xuan Mountain is mighty! "
That voice was filled with internal energy, and it actually shook the wilderness. Only then did the three thousand mysterious armor cavalry come back to their senses. Then, they crazily hollered out.
"Today, my Black Mountain Armored Cavalry is invincible!"
They all looked towards Zong Yuan with respect and admiration in their eyes. They all raised up their spears and knives, paying their respects.
"Purple lightning is invincible, Donglin is unparalleled!"
The shouts of the three thousand people gathered, their voices shaking tens of miles. Outside of the barracks. The faces of the many troops from the Yunxia Mountain City were all ashen.
Some of the generals were silent. They did not hesitate for even a moment as they led their subordinates and frantically rushed towards the other end of the gorge. Hundreds of thousands of troops actually scattered like stars. Although they didn't throw away their armor and helmets, they were running like wolves and pigs, making it seem really chaotic.
Even the people of Blazing Flame Mountain had expressions of fear and trepidation on their faces as well.
Their Crown Prince was with Feng Yu, and Feng Yu was dead. Then, was their Crown Prince dead or alive?
The thirty thousand cavalry who originally surrounded the carriage formation all retreated.
At this moment, Xiong Kui had coincidentally run out of the barracks from the other side. Two thousand feet out was his hundred thousand troops. The tens of thousands of cavalry in the distance were swiftly drawing close.
Xiong Kui instantly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he was already safe. He couldn't help but turn his head, his eyes filled with melancholy as he looked behind the barracks.
"That Feng Yu actually died just like that? What a waste. In the future, Yunxia Mountain will have no one to take over. Hehe! "
He was shaking his head, trying to hide into the cavalry army. Xiong Kui suddenly had an idea, turning his head and looking to his right.
Only to see that in that direction, who knows when, a thin mountain mist had spread out, covering hundreds of miles and swiftly spreading all about.
Xiong Kui's brows furrowed, following which he thought about something, his face instantly turning ashen white. Then, in the next moment, he heard thunderous sounds of hooves approaching rapidly. (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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