Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 416 The Zhenxi Army, the Thirty-Eight Riders of Yanyun
Just as the barbarian general turned around, a sword light struck!
Clang!
blocked!
A bead of cold sweat trickled down the barbarian's forehead.

Yaro frowned slightly.

Something's wrong with the sword in my hand!

The feel is wrong, the weight is wrong, the way it's used is wrong... even the attack effect is wrong!
His body's instincts seemed to be telling him that he should be using a heavy sword, and that his strike should smash the barbarian general's head and the wooden longbow to pieces!
No, no, no!

Yes, yes, yes!

All the muscles in my body were bulging to their limit; this was indeed the extent my body could unleash!
In his 'clear' mind, the subconscious mind and the conscious mind reached completely opposite conclusions, causing Yaro to hesitate for a moment.

The barbarian general seized this fleeting opportunity, roared suddenly, and his body emitted a faint red light, which instantly merged into the longbow in his hand.

"Bah!"

A golden light flashed across the pristine white longbow, and an unparalleled force erupted, sending Yaro flying!

Yaro first steadied his upper body in mid-air, then used his waist to quickly twist his legs, landing lightly on the ground like a nimble raccoon.

"What kind of move was that just now?"

Yaro stood up, his heart filled with excitement, and asked.

The barbarian general ignored everything and turned to flee.

"It must be martial arts!"

Yaro muttered to himself, "Barbarians all know martial arts, so how could I, a general of a great nation, not know them? No, I certainly do!"

Yaro pondered.

Sure enough, he remembered his 'martial arts'!
Internal skill: [Knight's Breathing Technique]... What a terrible name!

Lightness Skill: [Soaring Dragon Body Technique]

Footwork: [Instantaneous Movement Technique]

Swordsmanship: [Crescent Moon Sword Technique]

Secret Technique: [Solar Fist]

Divine Weapon Technique: [Blazing Sword Technique]

Unleashing Ultimate Move: [Magic Strike Technique]

……

"Hahaha...They're back, they're all back!"

Yaro was overjoyed and clapped his hands wildly.

"How could I, the General Who Guards the West, not know martial arts!"

"Wait a minute..." Yaro frowned in thought, "Am I the General Who Guards the West?"

Just then, the flag bearer raised the flag and shouted, "General Zhenxi, mighty!"

The jet-black flag fluttered and swayed in the gale, making the blood-red character "Zhou" stand out even more!

The soldiers shouted in unison, "Power! Power! Power!!!"

Hey! Who cares!
Yaro grinned and pointed at the enemy general's back: "All troops, attack!"

"promise!"

The soldiers responded in unison.

Then... Yaro rushed out alone.

The soldiers stood at the back, waving flags and shouting wildly: "Kill!!"

It made a big show of it, but took no real action whatsoever.

Dragonfly touches the water!

A fierce wind swirled around Yarrow.

"Moonlight Dance - Waxing Moon!"

Using the Instantaneous Movement Technique in conjunction with his own, Yaro's speed suddenly exploded.

The longsword swept out from left to right, drawing a semicircle, and combined with the speed of the charge, it directly cut a group of white-clad barbarian soldiers in half.

Even the splattered blood couldn't catch up with that streak of light.

……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy and gain 5 experience points]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy and gain 6 experience points]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy and gain 5 experience points]

……

When his moves were exhausted, his sword techniques were also at their limit. Without thinking twice, Yaro unleashed a series of combos.

"Moonlight Dance - Waxing Crescent Moon!"

With renewed momentum, Yaro, who had just revealed his form, once again transformed into a blurry silver moon!

……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy and gain 6 experience points] [Ding! Defeat the enemy and gain 4 experience points]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy and gain 4 experience points]

……

The barbarian general turned around in panic, his face filled with terror as he cried out:

"Help……!"

Yaro raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised: "Oh! You can speak Chinese?"

"Since you understand Chinese, then you absolutely cannot stay!"

Yaro's face turned fierce, and he suddenly swung his sword.

The barbarian general hastily raised his bow to parry.

The next moment, a tremendous force struck, pressing the longbow directly against his neck.

The barbarian general looked pleading.

A hint of mockery flashed in Yaro's eyes, and he exerted force in his arm again!

Dengdengdeng...!
The barbarian general retreated repeatedly, scattering wave after wave of bewildered white-clad barbarian soldiers.

bump!
A tree trunk finally stopped him.

"Spare me..." the barbarian general pleaded.

Swish!
Hot blood splattered onto Yaro's face, and a pungent stench filled the air.

Yaro showed no mercy, grabbed the barbarian general's helmet, and beheaded him with a single sword stroke!
……

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, gain 187 experience points for the Instantaneous Movement Technique]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy and gain 292 experience points for the Dragon's Movement Technique]

[Ding! Defeat the enemy, Crescent Moon Sword Technique gains 476 experience points]

……

The gushing blood shot out more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and the remaining body convulsed like a dead fish!
Hot blood washed over Yaro's face.

Yaro casually wiped his eyes, then ignored it, climbed up the tree, raised the still-dripping head high, and roared: "All barbarians, inside and outside the six tribes, who dare to wield weapons... shall be beheaded!"

Blood gradually trickled down his face.

One drop, one drop... like a bloodthirsty demon!

The generals and thirty or forty soldiers raised their weapons high and shouted in unison, "Great Tang! Might!"

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The synchronized sounds created a strong sense of pressure, and the raised longswords appeared even sharper!

Looking around at the soldiers, Yaro inexplicably thought, "It seems their weapons are more suitable for me than longswords?"

However, these are minor issues. Since you like it, you can just find someone to exchange it with later.

Putting those thoughts aside, Yaro looked around at the barbarian soldiers who dared not advance any further, then turned his gaze to the banner bearing the character 'Zhou'.

"This place is indeed great... Wait, if this is the Tang Dynasty, why is the banner written with the simplified character 'Zhou'?"

Just as Yaro discovered the blind spot, the characters on the flag suddenly began to shift and change into a distorted character resembling the word 'command'.

"No, that's not right either!"

Yalu didn't know how the Tang Dynasty would write the character 'Zhou', but he could roughly recognize it, something like 'Although I don't know how to write it, I know that writing it this way is wrong'.

Then, the character '令' on the black flag changed again, twisting and turning... and finally turned into the simplified character '周'.

Yeah, we've given up.

"what?"

Even the slow-witted Yaro realized something was wrong.

He fell silent.

Turning to look at the burly man carrying the flag again, Yaro asked, "What's your name?"

Then, Yaro kept telling himself this.

The burly man immediately spoke up: "My name is Da Niu!"

really!

Yaro's eyes suddenly stung, so he closed them slightly and took a deep breath.

Actually, he was speaking in 'Sinte', but the burly flag bearer replied in a language that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Yaro, and it also had a bit of a northern accent.

Yaro sniffed and turned to look around: "You...we...what are you called as a team?"

"The Zhenxi Army, the Thirty-Eight Cavalry of Yanyun!"

Ugh... There are so many things to complain about, I don't even know where to begin!
"Um... you call yourselves the Thirty-Eight Riders, but where are your horses? How can you be called knights if you don't have horses?"

“General, you don’t have a horse either, but you still want to become a knight, don’t you?” Da Niu replied with a smile, his body gradually becoming ethereal.

(End of this chapter)