"Don't let her go!"
"Let's go! Capture him and bring him back for the reward! "
Yu Yan was chased to a small battlefield by a group of Mongolian cavaliers on the plains.
A group of fierce Mongolian cavaliers chased after Yu Yan like fierce dogs. While they shouted at her, they tried to surround her.
Unfortunately for her, Yu Yan was very wary. While she moved about, she maintained the distance between herself and the enemies closest to her. She executed different techniques with the demonic blade in her hands. Saber light and sword shadows flashed, and when she manifested, at least one of the dozens of Mongolian cavaliers behind her would die every few seconds.
If Happy saw it at that moment, he would definitely be amazed.
Yu Yan's attacks became even more skillful and natural.
Her dress fluttered as she flew in front of the enemy like a fairy. The demonic blade in her hand was either a saber or a sword. Her moves were ever-changing, and she could use them as she pleased!
When the saber glare appeared, its momentum was astonishing. It was fierce and domineering, and it was filled with a presence that could destroy everything.
Every single time he cut down a person, he would use the same move as before, but he was not in a hurry to widen the distance between them. Instead, he would seize the opportunity to either lift or stab while he was still in the air. He would slice the neck of a Mongolian cavalier beside him or strike a vital spot.
He continued to attack …
Corpses littered the ground behind them. More than half of the sixty or so Mongolians were kited to death by Yu Yan.
However, Yu Yan did not notice that while she was immersed in the joy of kiting for points, two cavalrymen appeared on a small slope several miles away.
When they arrived at the slope, they immediately noticed the bright and messy flames and a large group of Mongolian cavaliers in the distance.
Their faces could not be seen under the dim light, but based on their bodies, they were definitely not Mongolian cavaliers.
The two of them looked down from the top of the slope. One of them suddenly said,
"Looks like most of them are on our side. There aren't many enemies … They're probably here to do an undercover mission, but they were discovered and surrounded by the scouts … How boring."
Both of them had actually been attracted over by the signal flare just now, and they had specially rushed over to investigate the situation. However, since they were too far away, they could not see clearly. They thought that the people who came from the Chinese plains had all been surrounded and killed, and they were clearly not very interested.
"Since I'm already here, I might as well go and take a look. Who knows, I might be able to get a kill."
"They're still fighting? Fine, let's go and take a look."
Without a sound, the two of them rode their horses towards the battlefield where sparks were flying everywhere.
…
Sou sou!
Puff puff …
The arrows sliced through the air, and when they approached Happy's body, all of them deviated from their trajectory. Under Happy's control, they shot everywhere and pierced the bodies of the Mongolian men around him.
"That's right."
He executed Shifting Stars a few times, and all the Mongolian cavaliers around him were killed. Nearly two hundred corpses were piled up on the ground, and not a single one of them walked. The only ones left on the battlefield were the Mongolian cavaliers who drew their bows and drew their arrows not too far away. Their faces were pale and sour, and they stared at Happy as if they were looking at a monster.
It was no wonder that every time he shot an arrow, the arrow didn't land on the enemy, but on the body of his comrade …
Around this person, there seemed to be a mysterious force protecting him from the arrows. After that, they didn't even see him make a move. It was all arrows that killed people, and they were using their 'sabers'!
While the group of Mongolian cavaliers were stunned, Happy digested his experience just now.
"There's no mistaking it … The profound secret of Shifting Stars is to give someone a taste of their own medicine. However, this' that 'is not that' that '. As expected, I can control the target. Because of that, the agility of the attack is even greater."
Even though Shifting Stars had a requirement for qi, Nine Yang Divine Skill could make up for part of the time he used it. Besides, his qi realm had already reached Moksha Realm. If he fell below Life and Death Realm, he would not be able to activate Shifting Stars.
With Happy's current qi value, he could activate it for nearly one minute.
Now!
During that one minute, he used the Mongolian cavaliers to kill nearly two hundred Mongolian cavaliers who had lost their steeds!
'Shifting Stars is indeed the best weapon in group battles. It's the same when it comes to protecting lives and killing people.'
Happy thought in his heart.
'As long as I have enough qi, I can absolutely not lose, as long as I don't run into Myth Realm elites.'
While he thought about it, the Mongolian cavaliers quickly snapped out of their shock, and a loud and low order rose from the crowd. "Put away your bows and arrows! Form up and charge! "
More than two hundred Mongolian cavaliers quickly responded to the order. Their scattered formation quickly gathered together, and their bows and arrows returned to their positions. They brought out the scimitars and axes that shone with a chilling light from their waists.
Happy watched carefully.
With just one glance, he found the Mongolian cavalier who gave the order in the crowd.
That person had a built back, and his arms could compare to a person's waist. He held a huge double-edged axe, and his gaze was as cold and fierce as a lion's. His presence was intimidating. The steed the huge man sat on also had an astonishing presence. It was a huge horse covered in metal scales. There was even a sharp metal horn on its head, and it gave off the feeling that it was not a horse, but a monster.
'A hundred-man commander? And a thousand-man commander? '
When he saw this person, Happy was slightly shocked, and his blood began to boil.
Because the higher the military rank of the enemy was, the more points he would get.
A hundred-man commander would get two hundred points, and a thousand-man commander would get five hundred points. Killing them would give him an even greater sense of accomplishment than killing normal Mongolian cavaliers.
The distance of dozens of feet was instantly closed!
More than two hundred cavaliers charged at the same time. Their momentum might not be as great as that of a large army, but it was still enough to intimidate and pressure a person's heart.
Happy originally wanted to use Shifting Stars to clear the area, but at that moment, he had to get rid of the thought of continuing to use Shifting Stars, because the physical impact of close-quarters combat was very troublesome.
Rumble! Rumble!
When he faced the cavaliers' charge again, he did not have any arrows to borrow this time. He scowled a little, and his eyes sparkled. He calmly delivered a slash before he quickly put away his weapon and switched to his fourth-echelon Heavenly Silk King Ice Gloves!
The dozen or so Mongolian cavaliers in front of him felt their steeds become shorter, and they were flung away by the powerful inertia.
When they landed on the ground, they could clearly hear their steeds neighing in pain. Their horses' legs had been cut off.
"ROAR!"
A dragon roar rose at the same time.
Happy tapped against the ground, and a mighty dragon-shaped vortex appeared on his arms. He rushed into the enemy formation without hesitation.
Even though it was difficult for him to use fist techniques on the battlefield, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm was different from other martial arts. The more he fought, the stronger he would become! His great offense was rather astonishing.
With Wind Spirit Spin, he easily crushed the heads of two Mongolian men. He moved, and with a Petite Dragon, he avoided a few snow white scimitars that sliced at his neck.
The Mongolian cavaliers' reactions were tempered through life and death situations. In fact, they were even better than the elites in the world of martial artists. If they stopped for even the slightest moment, they would be attacked by many people. At that moment, they could only use Petite Dragon to move with ease in the formation.
But Happy will not let them have such an easy time!
Boom!
He leaned back.
A great force gushed out of his palms, and a Mongolian cavalier's steed let out a shrill and panicked neigh.
With a loud crash, a dozen or so cavaliers fell to the ground.
Two Mongolian players who charged over from the distance were just in time to see this scene on the battlefield, and their pupils swiftly widened!
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