[The only chance to kill Chu Yan Zhi is in that open land.]
[I won't be able to kill him even if I use my life to kill him. So, I can only use the terrain to my advantage. I'll lose this advantage if he enters the crowd.]
[There are a lot of people. There are ten-thousand of them.] [But, only a dozen or so people can attack at the same time once the melee begins.] [How can such a small number of people deal with a King Level Expert?]
[Therefore, King of Hell Chu would be like a dragon returning to the sea or a tiger returning to the mountains if he enters the crowd.]
"Signal the flag. Straighten up the formation. Gather the troops and chase him down. Chase him down regardless of the consequences. "Wang Teng Long quickly adjusted his mentality. He knew that he still had a chance to kill Chu Yan Zhi.
The pursuit of ten thousand people on a single person could drive him to his death! [He is very powerful. After all, he is seriously injured. It's impossible for him to kill ten-thousand elite soldiers.]
[He will die of exhaustion as long as we continue to consume his energy.]
"Yes!" the bodyguard immediately issued the order.
"Leave only a few people behind to count the casualties. The rest of you should immediately participate in the chase. No mistakes are allowed." Wang Teng Long looked at the messy battlefield. He sighed sadly. But, he didn't hesitate. He resolutely and decisively issued the order.
Wang Teng Long's heart was filled with hatred. [Those bastards of the Golden Horse Riders Department were the main force in hunting down King of Hell Chu. Where the hell did you guys go?
We agreed that we would only assist in stopping him. But, they sent some ordinary people to stop a King Level Expert. This is a complete disgrace.]
Wang Teng Long was certain that King Level Expert Chu Yan Zhi was a valiant King Level Expert. Moreover, this King Level Expert wasn't a low-level one.
Chu Yang rushed out like a hurricane. His Golden Body had already become a standard blood man! He could see the open land in front of him.
Behind him, the sounds of troops being deployed could be heard.
Chu Yang knew that this was the time to fight. [I'll be safe as long as I can escape this round of pursuit.]
He leaped into the air and used his final move, Bird Dragon Twisting Pillar, to kick the two cavalrymen off their warhorses. Then, he leaped onto his warhorse and abruptly pulled on the reins. His legs clamped together, and the sturdy horse let out a long neigh. Then, he twisted his neck and galloped forward like an arrow!
"Release the arrows!" Chu Yang coldly snorted as he heard a stern shout from behind. Then, he leaned on the horse's back and ignored the shout.
Swish swish swish …
Chu Yang fiercely turned around, and brandished his long sword. 'Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!' The arrows neatly fell on the ground. Chu Yang conveniently grabbed an arrow, and fiercely stabbed it into the horse's buttocks.
The strong horse felt the pain and ran even faster!
The people behind him shouted and the horses neighed. Then, the sound of iron hooves thundered in an orderly manner. The iron stream quickly formed into a black flood on the road, and chased after Chu Yang at lightning speed.
Chu Yang was at the front, and he was riding on a cloud of dust. Behind him, there was a torrential flood no more than seventy or eighty feet away!
The entire troop was actually pulled into a galloping formation that was several miles long. Their banners fluttered in the wind, and they let out shrill whistles. In this early summer weather, thousands of people were crazily whipping their horses. A wave of hostility rose into the sky, as if it was going to cover the clear sky!
However, the distance between them had finally increased a little. Chu Yang's heart gradually calmed down. Then, he pulled out the three sections of the arrow shaft from his body. Enduring the pain, he threw them out.
The Sword Spirit endured the pain and quickly injected a large amount of medicinal power into his body to heal his wounds. The sound of hooves was rapid as Chu Yang galloped for his life. While he heaved a sigh of relief, he also felt a lingering fear.
If it wasn't for the Calamity Sword's ability to devour living beings, he really might not have been able to break through. The troop that he had encountered just now was undoubtedly an elite troop! The extent of their valiance was unimaginable.
If he hadn't arrived at the right time and launched his attack when they were setting up camp, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to shake the army! Even so, he had paid a heavy price for it!
They had faced the enemy in a panic, but they still had such fighting strength. They had almost left the Master of the Calamity Sword here forever. One could well imagine how dreadful this troop was.
[But, I don't know who the commander of this troop is.] [No matter who the commander is, he isn't an ordinary person.]
[I must be careful if I encounter him on the battlefield in the future.]
Jing Meng Hun was still at the bottom of the cliff. He was still searching everywhere. Jing Meng Hun had found the traces that Chu Yang had left behind when he had gone down the cliff.
This had greatly boosted his confidence. [King of Hell Chu is here!]
Therefore, he had searched even more carefully after he had gone down.
He had even ordered people to dive into the small pool at the bottom of the cliff to check it out. Some of the flashes were even more noticeable! The bears, wolves, and other animals that had settled down at the bottom of the cliff were very unlucky. They had been forced to flee in all directions. They were in an extremely difficult situation.
Everyone felt that victory was in sight. Everyone was in high spirits. They were determined to kill King of Hell Chu at the bottom of the cliff!
However, the sound of shouting and killing was heard from afar while everyone was searching for Chu Yang like a raging fire. It wasn't the sound of one or two people. Instead, it was the sound of thousands of people clamoring at the same time. The sound spread far and wide in this spacious mountain forest. Jing Meng Hun was startled. He stood up, and strained his ears to listen … He asked, "What's that sound?"
The sound could be heard, but it was a mess. The distance was too far. So, it was impossible to hear what was being shouted.
"It seems that Wang Teng Long's army is mutinying..." a Command Horse Rider frowned and said suspiciously.
These words left Jing Meng Hun speechless. [There's only one army in the vicinity. Who else could it be if not him?] As for saying that it was a mutiny... Jing Meng Hun wished that he could slap this guy's head.
Wang Teng Long's strict management of his army was well-known throughout the world. Jing Meng Hun wouldn't be surprised if a mutiny could happen in any army. But, Wang Teng Long's army would never do so. Moreover, this was his most elite personal army.
"Since it's not a mutiny, then it must be..." Jing Meng Hun suddenly jumped up, "Not good! King of Hell Chu has rushed out. Let's go quickly! "
The Command Horse Rider was stunned. [I said 'mutiny'. But, this King Level Expert Jing said 'not a mutiny'. And, he even said 'since it's not a mutiny'... Then, he said that King of Hell Chu had escaped?
This jump in thinking was too big.] The Command Horse Rider stared blankly for a while. But, he still couldn't figure it out.
However, Jing Meng Hun had already issued an order. So, everyone climbed the opposite cliff, and rushed towards the direction where the sound had come from.
However, the battle cries had already faded away by the time they were halfway there.
It was already late by the time they arrived at the scene. The entire canyon had turned into a sea of blood. Early summer was the time when all living things were at their most luxuriant. But, the flourishing greenery couldn't hide the smell of blood.
Less than five-hundred soldiers were silently and patiently rummaging through the piles of corpses. They were looking for their companions' corpses. They were trying their best to reattach their mutilated limbs to their original bodies. The wind was whistling. Many round heads had been chopped off, and were rolling around in the wind. Their long hair was floating in the air...
Jing Meng Hun felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He rushed forward like an arrow, and grabbed a soldier. He then shouted, "What's going on? Where are the people? "
The soldier who had been grabbed by Jing Meng Hun found it difficult to breathe. He tilted his head, and looked at Jing Meng Hun with disdain. He then slowly said, "Old people are people!" He paused for a moment, and then continued, "And, these brothers lying on the ground are also people!"
Jing Meng Hun was speechless. He weakly released his grip, and put him down. He then asked, "What's going on?"
The soldier looked at him indifferently. His eyes were gradually burning with grief and indignation. He didn't answer. Instead, he asked, "Are you the people of the Golden Horse Riders Department?"
Jing Meng Hun looked at the burning anger in his eyes. He felt somewhat guilty as he replied, "Yes."
"Hunting down King of Hell Chu is your business." The soldier pursed his lips miserably. It seemed as if he wanted to laugh. But, he couldn't. He then said, "We've fought a bloody battle with King of Hell Chu. Countless brothers have died miserably. But, you still want to ask … what's going on?"
He suddenly straightened his body, and fiercely stretched out his hand. He pointed at Jing Meng Hun's nose, and shouted with all his strength, "You tell me what's going on?!"
Jing Meng Hun stared at him in a daze. He was speechless.
"Where were you when we were bathed in blood? Where were you when our brothers died at the hands of King of Hell Chu? "The soldier laughed out loud," The war ended … and you came? You asked us … what's going on?! Ah?! "
Jing Meng Hun heaved a long sigh. He felt speechless.
The opposite party was just a small soldier. Jing Meng Hun could've crushed ten of them with just one finger. However, this middle-grade King Level Expert felt somewhat guilty as he faced the other party's reproach and angry gaze.
He heaved a long sigh, and lowered his head. He then asked in a low voice, "How are the casualties?"
"How are the casualties? Can't you see for yourself? "The soldier stretched out his hand and roared. His chest heaved up and down, and his voice became hoarse. His eyes turned red as soon as he heard the word 'casualties'.
"One-hundred and thirty brothers died in battle! None of them were injured! " The soldier's voice became gloomy. His tears finally flowed down, and dripped on the ground, "How do you feel about this number?"
Jing Meng Hun could only sigh.
Then, he raised his foot, and saluted the corpses on the battlefield. He then said in a loud voice, "Brothers, I'm Jing Meng Hun! I'm sorry! We were a step too late! "
They suddenly felt as if their hearts were being fried in oil.
One-hundred and thirty had died. But, no one was injured! This was enough to explain a lot of things.
All the soldiers here knew why they had come. They knew the whole story. Wang Teng Long had never concealed anything when he led the troops … except for some important strategic decisions.
Therefore, they felt grief and indignation.
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