abnabooks Chapter 20 Worries and Bloodshed
Chapter 20 Worries and Bloodshed
On the battlefield, Lu Yuan's eyes flickered with a cold glint.
If someone could see this, they would notice that the people behind him were faintly shimmering with a transparent light, and were converging on him in a wedge formation.
At this moment, Lu Yuan and the others transformed into an arrow, with himself as the sharpest point, his strength, defense, and speed all receiving a huge boost.
When Lu Yuan approached the centurion of the Iron Falcon, he, who was already comparable to a master of tendon refining, unleashed a powerful attack.
"call out!"
The blade sliced through the air, slashing vertically down towards its opponent, gleaming with a cold luster in the moonlight.
When it cuts through the air, it makes your eardrums vibrate.
The Iron Falcon centurion tilted his head to the side, dodging a fatal attack.
"Sizzle!"
But his shoulder was struck by the slipping blade, his bronze armor was torn open, and a piece of flesh was shaved off.
In just one exchange, he was already at a disadvantage.
As the two sides passed each other, a look of surprise appeared in their eyes. Lu Yuan ignored it and continued to advance with his blade. The other Iron Falcons that came towards him were not as lucky as their centurion.
Now, Lu Yuan's "Spearhead Formation" is becoming more and more proficient, and he can add even more power.
Just as the Iron Falcon raised his weapon, he swiftly pierced the opponent's neck with the tip of his blade, blood splattering and landing squarely on Wei Yong's face as he followed behind.
However, the other side dared not be distracted at this moment.
The jujube-shaped hammer swept across, using the force of the army formation, and smashed into the eye socket of an iron hawk.
The other person's eyeballs were shattered and their skull was lifted.
He fell straight onto the horse's back.
As the two cavalrymen passed each other, one of Lu Yuan's wounded brothers fell from his horse and was pierced by a spear.
On Iron Falcon's side, five people were beheaded.
The centurion didn't even glance at his own wounds, but stared intently at Lu Yuan and the others: "A perfect-level military formation, it's been a long time since I've seen one."
His voice was deep, and his disdain disappeared.
In battle, military formations play a crucial role, sometimes even surpassing individual strength.
He hadn't seen a perfect-level military formation in a long time.
The centurion of Dayong he encountered today, though not weak, was, in his opinion, far less troublesome than the man before him.
If the guy opposite him were leading a team with a similar number of members, he would definitely turn around and run away, and would never get entangled with him.
Lu Yuan licked his chapped lips, his eyes filled with determination. He had no way out; if he wanted to return safely today, he had to fight to the death.
Inside the Icefield City, Zhou Hongling and Zhou Ming were having a meal together.
The candlelight cast flickering light on their faces, creating a somber atmosphere.
"How is Yunmo's injury?"
Zhou Hongling said in a deep voice while picking at her food.
Although she was a woman, she was quite large, nearly 1.9 meters tall. Although she was still a young girl, she was unusually voluptuous and appeared very mature.
In addition, she has delicate and slightly heroic cheeks.
She gives people a strong sense of dissonance, but no one can deny that she is a beautiful woman, just a bit burly, but that is not a flaw.
"It's quite serious, but it should get better after some rest," Zhou Ming said helplessly after taking a sip of his drink.
He placed high hopes on this disciple.
It's fortunate that he came back this time; if he had died out there, it would have been heartbreaking for him.
"Third Uncle, I'd like to select a team of a hundred men to wipe out this Iron Falcon gang. Do you think there's any hope?"
"There's no hope. Even Yunmo was defeated. Who do you think can rival these people in Icefield City? Unless Ye Bushou makes a move, but you also know that at a time like this, it's absolutely impossible to mobilize people from home. They have more important missions and have been exploring deep in the Northern Barbarian lands."
Zhou Ming said without any politeness.
After refilling his glass, he drank it all in one gulp.
He continued, "Don't issue any missions during this period. Have your men stay home for a while. This Iron Falcon unit should leave soon. They came here to earn merit, and there's no point in them staying if they don't achieve anything."
"That's too demoralizing. Such a large fortified city, scared away by a few dozen Iron Falcons. If word gets out, it'll be a laughing stock. How am I supposed to lead troops in the future?" Zhou Hongling's voice rose involuntarily.
Her chest was covered in undulating hills.
Today she wasn't wearing armor, but just a red dress and a white bearskin cloak, making her look plump and exuding nobility.
"We are currently in a standoff with the Northern Barbarians. Don't act rashly. It can only be a small-scale skirmish. If the number of people exceeds one hundred, it could lead to a large-scale war, which is not something you can handle. Even your entire family can't cover it up for you," Zhou Ming said in a deep voice.
Looking at his niece, his expression was more serious than ever before.
At this moment, Zhou Hongling didn't say much. She just obediently poured her uncle a glass of wine and said, "Third Uncle, the reason for this result is that I don't have enough talented people under my command. Why don't you pick someone to teach?"
The Lu Yuan I mentioned last time is really good; you should reconsider.
With such a big girl sitting in front of him acting coquettishly, Zhou Ming felt his scalp tingle for a moment. Looking at his niece, he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "You know your third uncle's personality. Once he makes a decision, he will never bring it up again."
Besides, didn't you already add him to your roster a couple of days ago? He's your man now, so what's the point of him becoming my disciple? Let's just leave it at that.
Besides, now that you've become a captain, you can recruit talented people to your own ranks, so your third uncle won't compete with you for them."
Hearing Zhou Ming say this, Zhou Hongling had no choice but to give up.
But I felt increasingly agitated.
I wonder when this iron hawk will leave.
Just when the uncle and nephew were troubled.
At this point, Lu Yuan had been fighting with Tie Yaozi for more than two hours.
Even with his great stamina, he was now covered in sweat, and his warhorse was panting heavily.
His leather armor was damaged in many places, some from being cut by a knife, and some from being scratched by a spiked club.
His body was covered in blood, some of his own and some of his enemies'.
Two cuts appeared on the blade at this point.
If it weren't for the perfect execution of "Golden Bell Cover," he would probably be seriously injured.
Only five soldiers remained behind him. Wei Yong's abdomen was pierced, and his intestines were spilling out. He had his clothes wrapped with a sash, and blood was still flowing out from time to time.
Old Huang was in a sorry state, but it must be said that the veterans of the Northern Frontier all had their own ways of protecting themselves. Although he was injured, it was not fatal.
Zhang Gun is in a better position; Wei Yong blocked a blow for him during the recent fight.
The remaining warrior was named Zhang He, who was also quite talented, similar to Zhang Gun. He was also close to entering the realm of immortality. He had taken a knife to the shoulder, but he was still able to hold on.
The Iron Falcon on the opposite side was also in a miserable state. The centurion in charge had been cleaved in three long, deep cuts by Lu Yuan's longsword, the cuts so deep that the bone was visible. If he hadn't already been refining his tendons, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on by now.
Behind them were seven or eight elite Iron Falcons, some of whom were still in the Bone Forging Realm, but without exception, they were all injured.
This is the terrifying aspect of the military formation; as long as Lu Yuan remains standing, he plays a vital role in protecting the soldiers behind him.
At this point, both sides seemed to be exhausted.
They persevered simply through sheer willpower.
Neither of them moved first; they were all working together to recover their strength.
Just then, a message popped up in Lu Yuan's mind.
[Golden Bell Cover (30134/30000 Perfection, Has it broken through?)]
The continuous battles greatly improved Lu Yuan's martial arts skills.
In particular, "Golden Bell Cover" experienced unprecedented growth.
Now, it has actually reached a breakthrough stage.
"breakthrough."
Lu Yuan glanced at the opposite side and, finding that Iron Falcon did not intend to launch another attack in the short term, immediately chose to break through.
Once my strength improves, I'll be in a much better position.