The Martial Emperor City's Yu Groom wielded the famed sword Fuji and charged directly at the 1,000 Family Elite Cavalry. His sword fell. This sword was completely different from the previous one, which killed people with a light touch. It was brilliant, and the Sword Qi was so strong that it blotted out the sky.
Wang Xianzhi, who was never willing to praise anyone, once joked with the green-robed girl that Yu Groom was the only one who stood out among the tens of thousands of martial artists in Donghai.
It was obvious that Wang Xianzhi had high expectations for Yu Groom.
More than 40 Family Elite Cavalry were directly smashed by the swift and fierce Sword Qi. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody.
One of the armored cavalrymen who should have died under the Sword Qi suddenly retreated and stepped on the warhorse's head accurately every time. He leaped like a rabbit and swooped down like a falcon on flat ground. In an instant, he pulled a large distance away from the unstoppable Yu Groom and finally fell between two warhorses that continued to charge forward. He casually raised his arm and snatched a fine iron spear from the Zhong family disciple. With a smile on his face, he looked up at the young swordsman who was rapidly approaching him. The middle-aged man in the armor of an ordinary cavalryman thrust his spear out. The spear was like a giant dragon leaping out of the water, aiming at the Central Plains swordsman's heart.
Spear Immortal Wang Xiu, one of the Four Grandmasters of the Spring and Autumn Period, had left the Big Arm Manual that had been handed down for generations. It said, "When the spear pierces a line, it will go straight. On the line, ghosts and gods will retreat!"
Every time Yu Groom stepped on the warhorse's head, he would break the warhorse's front leg, raising a cloud of dust and completely disrupting the cavalry's formation. In the face of the middle-aged cavalryman's powerful spear, he suddenly lowered his body a little. He lowered his head and bent his waist, barely dodging the incomparably sharp tip of the spear. Then, he thrust out his sword, which also went straight.
The cavalryman lurking among the Zhong family's private cavalry was Zhong Liang, known as the second person of the Devil Path in Beimang. In the face of Yu Groom's evasive sword, he was still calm and collected. He pulled out his spear and retreated without hesitation. Zhong Liang didn't choose to confront Wang Xianzhi's first disciple head-on. Instead, he adopted a defensive stance, blocking and circling. The circle was less than a qu wide, and his defense was extremely methodical. Thus, even when faced with Yu Groom's consecutive sword attacks, the sword aura alone strangled the riders charging from both sides of Zhong Liang. However, Zhong Liang still retreated calmly, showing the elegant demeanor of a great spear master.
Although Yu Groom's swordsmanship was profound and vaguely had the charm of a land sword immortal, and could be said to be aggressive, once an opponent of Zhong Liang's level chose to retreat shamelessly, it would be difficult for Yu Groom to seize the opportunity and succeed. Moreover, Zhong Liang was originally recognized as a master of various schools in Beimang, and finally achieved a killing power that did not lose to the Celestial State with the Finger Mystery Realm. But in the end, Zhong Liang, who did not have the Vajra Physique, did not continue to blindly pursue killing power to reach the Celestial State. Instead, he opened up a new path in spear arts, only taking the defensive position and not the offensive, striving to keep the enemy away from the tip of the spear.
It should be known that besides being a prominent family of generals in Beimang, the Zhong family was also the only family of spear arts in the world. The Zhong family's disciples were brave and valiant. Regardless of gender or age, they were all skilled in spear arts, especially the big spear. Young children had to practice spear arts with a white wax pole in hand. After the initial success in spear arts, they had to reach the level of "not letting water in". That was, the family's ten riders would run in a circle at a distance of thirty paces, and the person holding the spear would have to deflect all the arrows that were shot at him. After that, in the heavy rain, brandishing the long spear so that his clothes were not wet in the slightest. Only then could he be considered to have reached the level of great success in spear arts. Therefore, the Long Spear Iron Cavalry under the command of Beimang's General Zhong Shentong, whether it was Dong Zhuo's private cavalry, Murong Baoding's Winter Thunder Elite Cavalry, or the inferior Rouran Iron Cavalry, they were all inferior to the Long Spear Iron Cavalry. It was a pity that the Zhong family had only cultivated less than two thousand Iron Cavalry in twenty years. Limited by their numbers, they were unable to have an absolute advantage on the battlefield. After the Beimang Empress saw the Zhong family's Iron Cavalry practice with her own eyes, she sighed, "The Zhong family's children are really like the grassland's eagles flying across the plains with iron spears in their hands!"
The Zhong family's Second Master, Zhong Liang, who had always been famous for deviating from orthodoxy and rebelling against orthodoxy in the grassland, chose spear arts as his martial arts' "return to the roots" to make up for his shortcomings in martial arts. This was unexpected but also reasonable.
Groom Yu looked deeply at Zhong Liang, who was retreating again and again, and suddenly put away his Fu Ji.
Zhong Liang then stopped and laughed, "You finally remember to go back to help Lou Huang? Don't worry, first ask if the iron spear in my hand agrees or not! "
Zhong Liang held the spear in one hand, and his Qi was firmly locked onto Groom Yu. For the first time, he really had the intention to fight. Then, he raised his arm and made a gesture. The two wings of the Zhong family's cavalry that were constantly rushing forward suddenly broke in half. The elite cavalry that stopped moving forward lined up behind Zhong Liang. At the same time, the Beimang cavalry that was originally at the rear turned over and fell off their horses. No less than three hundred people rushed forward from the gap between the cavalry formation. There were the Spiderweb's elite men of sacrifice, Beimang's Jianghu masters, and even the Zhong family's consecrated guests who had been raised by the Zhong family for many years. Without exception, all of them, including Zhong Liang, stared at Groom Yu, who was holding the long sword and Fu Ji.
The three hundred people quickly formed a huge encirclement and desperately surrounded Groom Yu, who had a cold blade at his waist and a long sword in his hand.
Zhong Liang held his spear and stood in the same place. He saw more than thirty people taking the lead to surround and kill the sword genius from Liyang's Eastern Sea. He smiled confidently, "Groom Yu, bullying with numbers is something we have no choice but to do. Although my Zhong family's men are not afraid to fight to the death, this is only on the battlefield. After all, we are not in Jianghu. I hope you can forgive us! "
This battlefield was exactly the same as the one where Murong Baoding and Li Fengshou were overseeing. How similar!
Unexpectedly, Groom Yu held the Fu Ji upside down, using only two fingers of his left hand as a sword. His lips moved slightly.
The sword energy in Groom Yu's left sleeve was abundant and overflowing.
The thirty experts who were prepared to die were killed on the spot by the Sword Qi that rose from the ground without any warning, regardless of whether they were running wildly or leaping high into the air.
Not only that, with Groom Yu as the center, the sword energy suddenly rose from the ground, spectacular like a big spring gushing out!
This strange phenomenon was really like thunder rising from the ground!
A hundred feet, two hundred feet, three hundred feet, all of them were vast and mighty sword energy that rose into the sky.
After the thirty Beimang experts that Groom Yu purposely targeted died, there were sixty odd people who couldn't dodge in time or just happened to bump into the sword energy, dying with their eyes wide open.
Apart from most of the Beimang people who were lucky enough to dodge the sword energy, in truth, the number of experts who could take the sword energy head on could be counted on two hands.
Zhong Liang was naturally the most relaxed. He just raised his spear and landed heavily, smashing the sword energy that rose from the ground beside him.
Zhong Liang wasn't in a rush at all. The one who should be anxious was Groom Yu.
Lou Huang who was at the end of his rope faced the continuous charge of three thousand cavalry. Apart from death, what else could he do?
When the cavalry of the Zhong family entered the battlefield, Lou Huang would probably go and meet his master who made Jianghu bow to him for sixty years.
Zhong Liang only needed to delay Groom Yu at the crucial moment.
If he could capture Groom Yu alive, that would be the best. He didn't believe that his nephew, Zhong Tan, who was responsible for the prosperity of the family, had died at Miyun Mountain Pass. He was most likely imprisoned by Beiliang, most likely in Beiju City. Not only did Zhong Liang have high hopes for Zhong Tan who had a similar temperament, but the entire Zhong family needed Zhong Tan alive.
Otherwise, the Zhong family's twenty years of hard work and planning would all be for naught.
Even if he and his brother Zhong Shentong achieved great military exploits in the future, without an heir, what benefit would it bring?
Zhong Liang hoped that it would be used by Groom Yu or someone else in exchange for Zhong Tan's chance to return to the family.
Zhong Liang, who was in a complicated mood, suddenly looked around for no reason, as if he was looking for something. He was very curious. As a top guru with outstanding attainments in Xuan Finger, he could feel a huge and suffocating invisible momentum, but he couldn't catch any clues.
He only knew that Tuoba Bodhisattva had dragged the young king into a real dangerous battlefield. Ordinary people couldn't touch it at all, and even Zhong Liang couldn't see it.
After this battle, the casualties of Beiliang's siege infantry would be beyond imagination, and it might even affect the future southern expedition to the Central Plains.
Because of those eighteen people, the Southern Dynasty's infantry that had been accumulated for twenty years would be long gone before they could break through Beiju City. At that time, the grassland cavalry would have to dismount and fight, and the casualties would only increase.
Liang Mang and Beiliang knew that whether Beiju City could be defended or not depended on the number of the Southern Dynasty's infantry.
This was also the reason why the eighteen people didn't retreat.
It was also the reason why Beiliang quickly sent out so many elite cavalry, and the Cobweb Men of Sacrifice and Jianghu masters didn't hesitate to go all out.
Killing one more Southern Dynasty infantry that was familiar with siege warfare would increase the chances of Beiliang's Beiju City.
Zhong Liang, who was tenacious and indomitable, was at a loss for the first time. Why did this battle have to be so bleak?
Shouldn't the millions of grassland cavalry have targeted Beiliang from the beginning?
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In the hinterland of Beimang, the broken spear in Deng Mao's hand was less than two feet long. At this time, it became more and more like a broken spear, with only a foot long spearhead left.
However, one of Xuanyuan Qingfeng's sleeves was also shredded, and a ghastly wound appeared on her fair, jade-like arm. Blood flowed out incessantly.
Deng Mao didn't let the purple clothed man get within 50 steps of the Crown Prince of Beimang, but his palm was bloody and couldn't be said to have the upper hand.
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