EFB Chapter 109 Amazing
Chapter 109 Amazing
Chapter 109 Amazing
"Jingle bells!"
As Lu Yuan and his men advanced, arrows from the Western Rong were already flying out.
It made a crisp sound when it landed on the shield.
At the same time, Lu Yuan also pulled the bowstring.
He drew the python-tendon bow to its fullest extent, and the wolf-hair arrow pierced the air in an instant.
"laugh!"
An archer was pierced through the neck and fell to the ground. Then, without any hesitation, the great bow was repeatedly drawn.
The movement was extremely fast, leaving afterimages of the arm.
Arrows flew at incredible speeds.
Dozens of the Western Rong warriors gathered in front were shot dead by him in a short time, and he single-handedly suppressed the archers on the other side.
At this moment, the guards beside him had advanced to the obstacle.
Lu Yuan discarded his bow and arrows, picked up his crescent blade, leaped high into the air, rushed over the obstacles, and charged directly into the crowd.
At this moment, his cultivation had reached the True Essence level, and his combat power was terrifying.
With a single sweep of the blade, the Western Rong warriors blocking their path were instantly cleaved in two.
Upon seeing this, the leading general raised his giant axe and charged towards Lu Yuan.
His steps were heavy, his muscles tense, and he cleaved the axe in two with tremendous force as soon as he got close.
Lu Yuan felt a gust of evil wind coming.
Without the slightest retreat, he approached at an extremely fast speed, slightly shifting his body to dodge the battle axe. In that instant, the crescent blade had already pierced the Western Rong general's abdomen, piercing through his body.
The blade emerged from his back, and with a slight twist, his opponent was reduced to pieces.
He didn't even try to dodge the attacks from all around him; he immediately drew his sword and charged forward.
Wherever they went, they stirred up a bloodbath. The Western Rong warriors were killed, their faces filled with fear, and they retreated in panic. In the crushing force, some were directly slammed into the bottom of the cliff, screaming in agony.
Behind them, Zhou Xiong and others followed closely.
But they found that they couldn't get involved at all.
With Lu Yuan alone and wielding his sword, he slaughtered the Western Rong people, causing chaos and defeat.
His body was strong and agile, and every time he struck, he would take a life.
Wherever the blade passed, only severed limbs and broken arms remained.
His formidable strength invigorated all the warriors who followed him.
They followed behind Lu Yuan and advanced forward.
Meanwhile, the system's voice kept ringing in his mind, and the blade danced faster and faster.
It is unknown how much time passed, but most of the Xirong warriors had already turned and fled.
Faced with this demon-like man, they found themselves utterly powerless against him.
After the ambush along this stretch of road was broken up, Lu Yuan said nonchalantly, "Continue to advance, and wipe them out in one fell swoop."
The army followed closely behind.
At this moment, the scouts who had been watching the battle from the foot of the mountain showed a hint of surprise in their eyes. One of them said, "This Lu Yuan really has some strength. He actually took Baiyun Bend. Several teams have been blocked on this road."
The leader, what kind of chief, said calmly: "Unexpected, yet reasonable. Do you think just anyone could have survived the great battle half a month ago unscathed?"
Not just anyone can be valued by Commander Xiao.
After he finished speaking, he stood there and continued to gaze at the mountaintop.
At this moment, Lu Yuan and his men had already charged up the mountain.
The Western Rong general led his men out to greet them, and the two sides faced each other, their numbers roughly equal.
Inside the camp, Lu Yuan saw a large number of civilians.
They were bound together, their eyes vacant, but when they saw Lu Yuan and the others, their eyes regained their sparkle.
The Western Rong general was a young man. Lu Yuan glanced at him briefly. He was burly with prominent temples, carrying a large sword on his back. He was a Qi Refining Realm cultivator with an arrogant expression on his face.
After scanning Lu Yuan's face, he said in a deep voice, "You dare to come here if you're only at the True Yuan Realm? Countless of your generals from the Great Yong have died at my hands."
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As he spoke, he brandished his battle sword, the blood groove still stained with traces of blood.
Lu Yuan looked at him and said indifferently, "Look at you, so big and burly, how come you're so long-winded?"
After he finished speaking, the Western Rong general's face instantly turned furious. He looked at Lu Yuan and said, "You're courting death!"
As they were speaking, the person rushed forward.
Lu Yuan waved his hand dismissively: "Kill!"
Then, the first one rushed out.
The crescent blade flashed a blue light in his palm, like a streak of light.
Their weapons clashed with those of the Western Rong generals.
The two were incredibly fast, leaping and bounding across the battlefield, exchanging more than ten blows in an instant.
Lu Yuan fought with increasing ferocity, while the Western Rong general opposite him had beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. It wasn't that he was weak; it was simply that Lu Yuan was too strong.
The opponent's knife was very heavy, and every time he parried it, he felt as if his palm was about to explode.
Amidst the clash of weapons, sparks flew.
At this moment, Lu Yuan also saw the flaw in his opponent. His eyes flashed with light, and the crescent blade was impervious to the water he wielded. It moved around his body, and his body was covered with dense blade light.
He moved with incredible speed, slashing towards the Western Rong general.
He arrived at the other party's side in an instant. From a distance, it was clear that a swirling dragon of weaponry had formed around Lu Yuan's body.
A bluish-gold luster shone forth.
It tore through the air, leaving streaks of white.
The Western Rong general was at a loss for how to defend himself.
In his eyes, it seemed as if thousands of blades were coming toward him, and he didn't know which one to defend against.
He stepped back.
"Bang!"
The spot where they had just stood was instantly cleaved into a huge crater by Lu Yuan's powerful slash.
Immediately afterward, Lu Yuan caught up again.
"Clang! Clang!"
In his panic, the Western Rong general parried a few blows, but his long sword was knocked away.
Then, with a flash of blue light, the head flew high into the air.
However, Lu Yuan continued his actions. There were still many experts in the Western Rong's team, including two True Yuan Realm experts. Although Zhou Xiong and his men were holding them back, they diverted a large part of their attention from their subordinates.
Lu Yuan stomped his right foot on the ground, his palm wielding a crescent blade, and slashed towards a True Yuan Realm expert.
The cold, sharp blade surprised the other person, who had just turned around.
The long sword had already landed on his head.
He was killed instantly.
The other True Essence cultivator's eyes widened in horror. Just as he was about to retreat, Lu Yuan caught up and kicked out, striking his chest. His armor instantly collapsed, followed by the sound of bones shattering.
He was sent flying in an instant, and after hitting the ground, he was lifeless.
The successive deaths of several generals have severely dampened the morale of the Western Rong warriors.
At this moment, some people rushed down the mountain, no longer daring to fight.
Lu Yuan and his men certainly wouldn't let this opportunity to kick a man when he's down pass by, and they chased after him and hacked him to pieces.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The battlefield fell silent, the ground littered with corpses.
Some were from the Western Rong tribes, while others were under Lu Yuan's command.
However, overall, the latter is more common.
To be honest, if Lu Yuan hadn't taken the lead and killed the commanding general, the Dayong side would never have been able to win this battle.
The Western Rong troops were more elite than the border troops, and their numbers were also greater than Lu Yuan's.
After the battle damage is accounted for.
Zhou Xiong ran over, panting: "Sir, we killed more than 1,200 enemies in this battle, and the rest have fled. Our side suffered more than 1,300 dead and 205 wounded."
Lu Yuan nodded: "Let the wounded brothers rest where they are. The rest of you search the entire camp and see just how much these Western Rong people have looted from our Great Yong."
After he finished speaking, Zhou Xiong responded and then withdrew.
Meanwhile, the squad leader of the scouts who had been observing the battle quickly wrote a letter, stuffed it into the letterbox on the leg of the black eagle on his shoulder, and then released it into the air.
He exclaimed, "Commander Xiao will probably be surprised when he finds out. Judging from Lu Yuan's strength, he should only be at the True Essence level. Yet he managed to cut down a Qi-level opponent in such a short time. I thought that even if we won, it would be a stalemate for several days. I didn't expect that we could capture the camp with just one charge. The attacking side had fewer people than the defending side. It's really not easy to end the battle so quickly."
Although this old scout wasn't particularly skilled, he had served in the army for many years and possessed at least some keen eyesight.
He knew all too well the significance of Lu Yuan's victory.
They are so similar to those amazing people who were my peers back then.