bookandnovel Chapter 113 One Against Ten Thousand
Chapter 113 One Against Ten Thousand
Chapter 113 One Against Ten Thousand
At this moment, on the mountain, Lu Yuan stared at the innate master opposite him, his face also somewhat solemn. The scene he encountered today was indeed quite dangerous.
Then, before the opponent could attack, he took the initiative to strike.
The crescent blade dragged on the ground as it moved forward. With each step, the blade's luster would brighten as it gathered strength.
The commander of ten thousand men from the Western Rong tribe revealed a ferocious expression and raised his hammer to meet the attack.
The hammers were enveloped in light, and the innate true energy poured in seemed to be free, even emitting a "buzzing" sound.
After the two got closer.
"when!"
Another deafening sound rang out.
Lu Yuan's arm remained firmly gripping the hilt of the knife, showing no sign of distress.
The commander of ten thousand stepped back, leaving a crack in the ground.
Clearly, Lu Yuan had the upper hand once again.
At this moment, he did not stop moving. Instead, he turned his body, raised his sword, and unleashed even greater power, slashing forward.
The commander of ten thousand men from the Western Rong tribe felt himself enveloped by the shadows of swords.
He only had time to raise his hammers to defend himself.
However, his movements were clearly out of control, his rhythm was broken, and he became a lamb to the slaughter.
Each time Lu Yuan's crescent blade fell, it was heavier than the last.
A deafening roar could even be heard all around.
The eardrums of the Western Rong commander vibrated.
Clang!
After more than a dozen blows, he finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his two hammers fell to the ground.
Lu Yuan's blade slashed at his shoulder.
Then he pulled hard.
The Western Rong general's body somersaulted on the spot before falling backward onto the ground.
At this point, he had no strength left.
The wound on his shoulder was severe; the blade had cleaved through his armor and penetrated his body.
It didn't stop until it reached his chest.
Blood, mixed with the exposed organs.
It was almost split in two, meaning that the vitality of the Innate Realm was relatively strong; otherwise, if it were an ordinary person, they would probably have died on the battlefield long ago.
Lu Yuan's blade sliced horizontally across the ground, lifting a head high into the air before holding it in his hand.
His body was covered in blood, his helmet had fallen off, and his long hair was disheveled.
It resembles a majestic lion.
As they scanned the area ahead, fear was evident on the faces of the ordinary soldiers.
Clearly, he hadn't expected that the general he considered invincible would die on the battlefield.
The deterrent effect on these people is simply too great.
After giving a cold glance, Lu Yuan, carrying the head in his left hand and a knife in his right, charged straight into the crowd.
At this moment, it was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep.
The Western Rong wolf soldiers were terrified by what they had just witnessed.
Now, facing his invincible blade, the fear in his eyes was undisguised.
Just then, a figure stepped forward. This person was the deputy general of the commander of ten thousand men, whose cultivation was at the peak of Gang Qi. He roared to the people around him, "We have tens of thousands of armored soldiers. Even a master of Xiantian would not be a match for them. Keep him here and avenge the general."
Now, the deputy general's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he wanted to devour Lu Yuan.
He and his commander of ten thousand men came from the same place and had developed a deep friendship as they reached this point.
Now, seeing his comrade die right in front of him, one can imagine how furious he must be.
The surrounding wolf soldiers were once again organized and charged towards Lu Yuan.
No one believed that someone could survive on such a battlefield without having reached the Innate Realm.
However, Lu Yuan didn't care about any of that. He just drew his sword and started killing, with layers of blood mist gathering around him.
The once sturdy crescent blade developed some cracks on its edge after his repeated killings.
This demonstrates the intensity of the competition.
The imperial guards scouts below the mountain gazed at Lu Yuan, who was fighting alone against the Western Rong army on the battlefield, and their admiration grew stronger.
Especially when the sun is about to set, the setting sun shines on Lu Yuan's armor, as if sprinkling a layer of gold dust on it, making it glitter and shine.
As night gradually fell in the Dayong camp.
A figure of an imperial guard finally came running.
As Xiao Qi approached the gate of the camp, he took out his token. The centurion guarding the gate did not dare to be negligent and immediately ordered his men to move the barricades to clear a path for him.
Then, the horses went straight into the camp and finally stopped outside the commander's tent.
Upon hearing the sound of horses' hooves, Xiao Heng and the generals eating in the tent all frowned.
Logically speaking, by this time, the Western Rong wolf soldiers and the Dayong border army should have been almost completely depleted in the last battle, and they should be in the process of troop redeployment, so it's unlikely that anything else will happen.
But why are the scouts in such a hurry?
Just as everyone was speculating, Xiao Qi's voice rang out from outside the tent.
"Report! After the Wolf Cavalry Captain captured Moya Mountain, a force of 10,000 Wolf Cavalry from the Western Rong arrived and besieged Moya Mountain."
After the words were completely finished, Xiao Qi had already knelt down on one knee at the entrance of the tent.
Xiao Heng frowned, and the other generals also put down their chopsticks. The Seventh Prince held a cup of wine, his right hand supporting the cup, and a playful look appeared on his face. Although he didn't care about Lu Yuan, Xiao Heng's attitude towards Lu Yuan these past two days had made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
This time, they faced an attack from ten thousand men.
He's probably going to die at Moyashan.
Zhao Yu, standing behind the Seventh Prince, had a fleeting look of joy on his face.
Every battle achievement of Lu Yuan was a disgrace to him.
Especially now that the Seventh Prince chose Zhang Zhe over Lu Yuan, he wanted Lu Yuan dead even more. If Lu Yuan performed too well, the Seventh Prince would unconsciously compare himself and Zhang Zhe with Lu Yuan.
This will put a lot of pressure on the two of them.
A moment later, Xiao Heng asked Marquis Mu Cheng, "How many of the newly arrived border troops have gathered yet?"
"Commander Xiao, the initial force of 30,000 men was defeated by the wolf soldiers of Moya Mountain and is still in the recovery phase. The new border troops will not arrive until the day after tomorrow at the earliest," Marquis Mucheng said with a wry smile.
Ten thousand wolf soldiers would be difficult to defeat without twenty to thirty thousand border troops.
"From the camp, select capable men from the three decimated border troops and send them to Moyashan to provide support," Xiao Heng sighed.
He knew in his heart that even if he went, Lu Yuan and his team would probably die on the battlefield, but he couldn't just leave them without trying to save them.
"My lord, the commanders of these three teams have all died on the battlefield. Who would you like to lead them?" Marquis Mu asked in his voice.
"Choose a commander from the Imperial Guard to lead temporarily," Xiao Heng said, waving his hand.
"Yes, sir!"
After responding, Marquis Mucheng withdrew.
After hearing the report, Xiao Heng clearly lost his appetite.
After all, he had high hopes for Lu Yuan, but he hadn't expected that the other party would be so unlucky as to encounter such a situation, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Therefore, the banquet ended shortly afterward.
Everyone withdrew.
After returning to his tent, the Seventh Prince did not mention Lu Yuan again. He saw Lu Yuan as nothing more than a mere captain, not worth paying any attention to.
Instead, he turned to Zhao Yu and asked, "Where are the people we sent out to contact the Heavenly King's Stronghold in the Northern Frontier?"
What he actually cares about most is the northern frontier.
The battle with the Western Rong has reached this point; at most, it's just a matter of determining a winner, but the enemy can't break through.
But the situation is different in the northern frontier, if he can control the entire buffer zone.
The position of crown prince will surely be his.
Whether or not we can capture Tianwang Village is of paramount importance.
As soon as the Seventh Prince finished speaking, Zhao Yu hurriedly said, "Your Highness, they have already entered the Northern Frontier region and should be arriving soon, but I don't think Tianwang Village is suitable for us to recruit."
They acted too domineeringly, and seemed to harbor resentment towards the imperial court.
Recently, I've heard that they've kidnapped a lot of craftsmen, and even alchemists have been taken to the mountain stronghold.
This is utterly lawless.
The Seventh Prince glanced at Zhao Yu, his face expressionless, and said in a calm voice, "If I remember correctly, your Zhao family's forces in the buffer zone were wiped out by Tianwang Village some time ago, right?"
Remember, you are now one of my people. Don't involve my affairs in your family matters, or you know the consequences.
"Thump!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu immediately knelt down, his forehead instantly covered in sweat, and said to the Seventh Prince, "This humble general knows his crime!"
"You know that much. I'll give you one chance this time because of your father and brothers. If there's a next time, you'll have to go back home." The Seventh Prince's voice turned cold as he finished speaking.
Zhao Yulian agreed.
Standing to the side, Zhang Zhe cautiously said, "Your Highness, Zhao Yu was just momentarily confused. Please don't take it to heart."
When the Seventh Prince turned to Zhang Zhe, a smile appeared on his face: "Don't worry, now that you've spoken, I won't hold it against him."
King Polu is now his strongest supporter.
Although Zhang Zhe's status in the Prince's mansion was very low, he was, after all, the husband of the "pig's daughter".
The Seventh Prince would still give some face in matters that were not important.
Then, he looked at Zhao Yu again and said, "Alright, stop kneeling. Hurry up and send another letter to tell the people you sent out to act quickly. Tianwang Village has been developing rapidly recently. The stronger they are, the greater the price we will have to pay to recruit them."
"Yes, I will go right away." After saying that, Zhao Yu withdrew.
As Zhang Zhe was about to leave, the Seventh Prince called out to him, "I heard that you and Lu Yuan are cousins?"
Clearly, he had investigated Zhang Zhe.
After all, now that they've accepted the other party, they naturally need to find out about Zhang Zhe's past.
"Yes, Your Highness, but he has already betrayed the family," Zhang Zhe said cautiously.
"Hmm, I've heard some things about your family. Be careful in the future. I'm afraid Lu Yuan won't make it through this time at Moya Mountain." After the Seventh Prince finished speaking, he waved for Zhang Zhe to leave.
The reason he said this was not only to inform the other party of the news, but also to give Zhang Zhe a warning.
He doesn't want Zhao Yu's behavior today to happen again.
Meanwhile, in the Dayong camp, everyone believed that Lu Yuan had no chance of surviving.
At this moment, the opponent displayed astonishing combat power.
As darkness fell, the blades of his sword became increasingly dense, their sharpness as cold as water in the moonlight.
He just kept hacking and slashing.
His body was increasingly covered in the enemy's blood and organs.
The imperial guards scouts watching from the foot of the mountain were all watching intently, eager to know how long Lu Yuan could hold out.
"Kill, how many people have you killed?" a scout whispered.
He could smell the strong stench of blood even from the foot of the mountain.
"More than three thousand is indeed the case. True Yuan Realm cultivation, and combat power actually surpasses that of the Innate Realm. This is the first time I've heard of such a thing," the squad leader said softly.
Then, they turned their attention back to the mountain.
As time passed, about another hour went by.
The Western Rong army finally began to retreat. After continuous fighting, even they were starting to have trouble holding on. Under the orders of their deputy general, they began to cook.
We plan to continue the attack after we have eaten and rested.
This time, Lu Yuan did not give chase, but returned to Baiyun Bay.
At this moment, Zhou Xiong, having finished his rest, led four hundred men who were capable of fighting down the mountain to provide support.
These people looked at Lu Yuan with undisguised admiration in their eyes.
At that moment, the other party was an absolute hero in their eyes.
He single-handedly held off tens of thousands of Western Rong troops. It's fair to say that if it weren't for Lu Yuan, the Dayong warriors on the mountain would probably have been wiped out by now.
"My lord, have something to eat." Zhou Xiong handed a roasted lamb leg to Lu Yuan.
The latter didn't hesitate and picked it up to eat.
A few moments later, after finishing a leg of lamb, they sat down by the campfire.
He didn't feel better until he finished eating a sheep and drinking a jar of wine.
"His cultivation level is still a bit lacking. If he could be stronger, it shouldn't be a problem to kill through these Western Rong wolf soldiers tomorrow. The surviving deputy general below is clearly a loyal follower of the Western Rong commander, personally guarding the mountain pass and killing anyone who dares to escape."
"Western Rong still has about five thousand men. I've already expended a lot of energy today, and tomorrow will probably be even more difficult," Lu Yuan thought to himself.
Then he turned to Zhou Xiong, whose face was full of worry, and said, "I'll cultivate for a while. If there's any movement down the mountain, notify me immediately."
"Yes, sir."
Zhou Xiong quickly replied.
Then, Lu Yuan found a relatively quiet place to sit down.
[Cultivation Technique: Fourth-Rank Cultivation Technique "Spring and Autumn Saber Technique" (39192/30000 Perfection, Breakthrough?)]
[Has the fourth-grade martial art "Blood Refining Golden Bell Shield" (60236/50000 entry stance) been upgraded?]
As soon as he sat down, two messages popped up on the system panel in Lu Yuan's mind.
They immediately chose to break through.
Both of these techniques are designed to enhance combat effectiveness.
This is quite a surprise. In fact, Lu Yuan wanted to try to break through his cultivation level by utilizing rare and precious treasures.
The next moment, a large amount of experience and memories about swordsmanship appeared in his mind.
Moreover, the body is also changing in sync; the already tight and strong arms are now even more angular.
After a day and a night of fighting on the battlefield, although he wasn't exactly exhausted with his current physical condition, his arms were feeling a bit uncomfortable.
But now, it has recovered to its peak condition in an instant, and is much better than before.
[Technique: Fourth-grade technique "Spring and Autumn Saber Technique" (9192/50000 entry stance)]
Looking at the data, a smile appeared on Lu Yuan's lips.
If the battle goes well tomorrow, this technique might be able to advance to the next level.
Thinking about this, a sense of anticipation arose in my heart.
At the same time, Lu Yuan's physical body immediately underwent changes.
The Blood Refining Golden Bell Shield has begun its advancement.