My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 641: A lifetime of courage, thirty miles of hurricane

The sound of fighting tore through the sky.

In the front line of the charge, screams and shouts quickly spread among the crowd. Li Cunxiao, wearing a beast-head Ming Guang armor, crossed paths with the Glorious Legion's guards cavalry. The Yuwang long spear in his hand smashed wildly, and before he finished one move, he immediately switched to picking, sweeping, and hitting... The Glorious Legion cavalry in front and on both sides were beaten back like straw.

"Haha, so refreshing! Godfather, can you see the power of Cunxiao, seeing the light of day again, hahahaha——"

On horseback, there was an astonishingly heroic laugh and even more astonishing strength. Every swing of the King Yu's Spear brought with it the sound of a tiger's roar and a dragon's howl.

With a slight contact with the long spear, the man's body flew off the horse's back like a cannonball.

"You barbarians from the West, taste the big spear in my hand!" Li Cunxiao suddenly leaped on his horse, and in mid-air, he swung the King Yu spear left and right, knocking the two cavalrymen of the Glorious Legion in front of him off their horses.

As the sight fell back, a figure could be vaguely seen behind this group of cavalry.

"This Seris general... is even more courageous than the one I met before!" Lan Malok could feel the murderous intent in the other's eyes even though they were dozens of feet apart. He immediately ordered the remaining soldiers around him to go up and surround and kill the other with the cavalry in front.

At the order, dozens of riders started to gallop. Just as they spread out their formation more than ten feet away, this group of cavalry felt the breath of impending storm. The lone rider in front of them roared with iron hooves and directly killed eight hundred cavalrymen and rushed straight towards them.

Hehe...hahahaha!

Li Cunxiao was as arrogant as Lu Bu on the battlefield. When he was running wildly on horseback, his body almost bent up. While waving Yu Wang's spear, he roared: "How dare a mere Western barbarian block my way--"

The warhorse under him stomped the ground fiercely, splashing dust. At that moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared around Li Cunxiao. The next moment, it quickly moved to the left and right, and instantly turned into eighteen armored cavalry figures.

Secret Technique: Eighteen Riders Break into Chang'an.

On the opposite side, three glorious cavalrymen holding lances roared and came forward. They were also the best in the army and possessed extraordinary strength. However, at the moment when they stabbed the opposite General Ceres.

Howling!
The galloping warhorse suddenly changed direction. Li Cunxiao pulled the reins, and the horse suddenly stood up. He raised the King Yu's Spear on the horse's back, his cloak fluttered, and the long spear drew a huge fan-shaped line.

The sounds of metal scraping against each other and the crackling sounds of spear barrels being shattered were heard one after another. Three blood arrows shot out, and the three cavalrymen of the Glorious Legion who had stabbed with their spears were hit in the waist and deformed, with their entire bodies twisted.

The personal soldiers sent by Lanmalok rushed up, and when Li Cunxiao knocked two people away again, the sound of horse hooves behind him became continuous, and eighteen cavalrymen rushed into the crowd from his left and right sides at the first moment.

Amid the sounds of metal clashing and flesh breaking, a figure wearing animal-head armor, dragging a bloody smell, once again broke through the blockade. With the cooperation of the eighteen riders, he rode his horse out of the formation, swung his long spear, and knocked the last man away. The sound was like a tiger's roar, resounding through the heavens and earth.

"Li Cunxiao, who was torn apart by five horses, is back again!"

With his cloak fluttering in the dim dusk, Li Cunxiao shouted happily, with a breathtaking majesty and murderous aura between his brows.

Not far ahead, Lanmalok felt a palpitation and a kind of breathlessness. He had died once and knew very well that if he lost again, even if King Arthur could be resurrected, he would not have the face to come back to this world.

"Selis..."

He gritted his teeth and growled. At this time, there were only two subordinates left by his side. He immediately kicked the horse's belly with his feet and galloped away with his lance held high.

Fifteen feet ahead, the sound of galloping horses was also getting closer and closer. Li Cunxiao looked at the barbarian general rushing towards him and did not even slow down, but went straight to meet him.

He swung his arms violently toward that side, and the long nail on one side of the spear, which was hung with someone's broken arm, flew out and hit the barbarian knight who was rushing towards him.

Lanmalok waved his hand to open it, and thrust out with the lance in his other hand.

The moment the sound of golden collision was heard, the lance was deflected by King Yu's spear, and the moment the two horses' heads crossed, the long spear that Li Cunxiao swung away suddenly fell back.

Lanmalok also raised his gun in time.

This oblique slash hit the opponent's lance, sparks jumped out, and the overlapping armor plates on Lanmalok's body made a clanging sound.

The war horses under his command were shocked and stopped running, stumbling to one side.

Soon, the two horses passed each other.

Li Cunxiao galloped on his horse and missed the opponent. He frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this barbarian general could actually take his spear and still sit still.

At this moment, he had no time to pay attention to it. Without even looking at Lanmalok behind him, he swung his spear to kill the opponent's personal soldier who wanted to launch a sneak attack, and kicked his horse's belly to rush directly towards the legion flag in front.

"The battle is important, capture the flag and then kill the general——"

Riding his horse over the corpses on the ground, King Yu swung his spear in anger.

The flagpole, which was as thick as an adult's arm, was touched by the spear head and instantly broke apart. With a crackling sound, the towering legion flag fell down.

Lanmalok, who was behind, had his upper body almost lying on the horse's back, his lance held in his right hand, hanging on the ground, his left hand covering his right shoulder, and a large amount of blood flowing out of the torn shoulder armor.

He had just caught the opponent's weapon, but at the moment of exchange, a long spike from the opponent's weapon slanted out and directly tore open his shoulder armor, cutting his flesh.

Li Cunxiao reined in his horse and glanced around. The eighteen riders were following closely and then disappeared behind him. Looking at the empty surroundings and the barbarian cavalry in the distance who were afraid to come over, his heart surged, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and his eyes looked around.

"Barbarian soldiers and generals, nothing more than that—"

He swung his spear, turned his horse's head, and rode away to the west.

"return!"

Lanmalok lay on the horse's back and watched General Seris leave alone. His face turned red, especially the look in the other party's eyes when he left, which was simply humiliating him.

He stood up, ignoring the guards and bodyguards around him, and chased after them with his lance in hand.

"The glory of the fighting spirit will shine upon me. The honor of Heavenly Father cannot be desecrated. He will send me on a bright journey and bring me back triumphantly with medals of honor..."

He was muttering to himself on horseback, and a white light began to appear on his body. The wound on his bloodstained shoulder armor began to heal.

However, at this moment, the rumbling sound of iron hooves came from the south.

Lanmalok heard the noise and stopped talking. He then looked over and saw a team of dozens of horsemen galloping across the field at dusk.

The red knight was flying at high speed like a burning cloud, the golden crown on his head swaying violently, his flowery robe rustling in the wind, and the opponent's armor with a gold-eating beast head was particularly eye-catching.

"It's him!"

Lanmalok's eyes narrowed. He had heard of this Seris general before, but had never fought him. The one who killed him before was a Seris man riding a black horse, whose name seemed to be Xiang Yu.

Now, it doesn’t matter, he just needs to chase the person in front of him.

'That's the Second Conqueror's Legion... Geraint!'

"As long as we drive the guy in front over, and attack him from both sides with Gerald, we can avenge our previous defeat!"

While he was thinking this, Lü Bu, who was galloping on his horse towards the nearest battlefield, did not think this way. As Feiyan Hongyun rode his horse, he naturally saw two figures riding horses in the distance, one in front and one behind. "Is that our Chinese general in front? How come he is being chased by a barbarian?!"

At this time, Li Cunxiao was alone in front, without any soldiers following him. In Lu Bu's sight, he was in a state of defeat and being hunted down.

"Wolf Rider! Follow me to save people!"

No matter he was being chased or not, he would kill them all. On the rising and falling back of his warhorse, Lu Bu hung his halberd, turned over his bow, and drew a feather arrow.

As the distance gradually closed, he shot an arrow at Lanmalok who was eighty feet away.

The arrow shot out from the bow with great force, and a loud explosion sounded in the air.

Lanmalok, who was still chasing, kept his eyes on the figure in front of him. When he heard the sound of an arrow breaking through the air, he instinctively raised his gun to block it. The arrow hit his conical lance with a bang, and as it rubbed against the gun body and bounced off, sparks flew and the arrow deflected upwards.

Lanmalok suddenly felt a sharp pain in his jaw.

His eyes moved slightly downward, and the feather arrow penetrated his chin and went straight into his head from bottom to top. He moved his mouth slightly, slid off the horse's back, and fell to the ground.

Seeing the charging cavalry, Lu Bu let out a "whoosh" and stopped his horse. He glanced at the barbarian generals who were dead as hell on the ground and raised his hands to the left and right.

"Cut off the head."

He then looked forward and saw that the Chinese general had run away and only a small black dot was left.

"Who is this person? I don't think I've seen him before. Why is he being hunted by barbarians? Could it be..."

Lu Bu had a bad feeling in his heart, and turned around and rushed to the main battlefield, "Follow me, to His Majesty!"

The wolf riders who followed him took out their bows and crossbows and galloped wildly on their horses behind Lu Bu.

……

At this time, Gerald, who was on the western battlefield, was still commanding his legion to fight a 2,000-man Seres army. It was not because the other 2,000 men were so fierce, but the Seres cavalry wandering nearby made him very annoyed.

When he heard something unusual coming from the east, he sent scouts to check it out.

Before he could continue to pay attention to the battlefield, he issued orders to deploy troops and the scouts he sent out came back in a hurry with panic on their faces.

"Are the Seris reinforcements coming?" Gerald hated the scouts' panicked look the most, and asked impatiently.

"No... no... there's only one cavalryman... charging towards here!"

The scout calmed himself down and finished speaking in one breath.

"one person?"

Tread, step, step...

Gerald was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the monotonous sound of horse hooves. He raised his head and looked towards the distance in the east. He vaguely saw a wisp of smoke floating diagonally in the air, and a lone cavalryman was rushing towards the army of more than 500 people without slowing down.

"Oh...this reckless Seris man, let's help him!" No matter why the other party only had one man and one horse, for Geraldt who was surrounded by the legion guards, coming here alone was no different from suicide.

The five hundred people were too lazy to move, they simply turned around, raised their shields and spears, but the next moment, the lone rider still did not slow down, and rushed towards the crowd, holding a strange long weapon, and charged directly!

"kill him!"

Geraint raised the knight's sword in his hand on horseback and pointed it to the east.

How powerful can one man and one horse be? He was killed before because he underestimated the enemy and was ambushed by the enemy. In the end, he died at the hands of a Seres man who used an axe.

But this time it’s different. He is protected by 500 soldiers. If the enemy dares to rush in, he will just close the door and fight the dog.

His thoughts flashed through his mind briefly. The black spot in his field of vision had now enlarged and plunged into the airtight formation of more than a hundred people on the east side. Then... he was horrified to see that the figure wearing animal-head armor was waving a long spear wildly, and the soldiers were hit into the air like monkeys.

The other side, with one man and one horse, came forward like a chariot.

"Haha, that's great! This is how killing feels so good!"

Li Cunxiao was trapped in a dense crowd, swinging the long spear in his hand like a fan, sweeping over the heads of the rushing people. With a loud bang, it smashed into the shields and iron helmets erected by the army in front of him. Iron sheets, wood chips, and heads were all shattered in an instant.

He jumped on his horse and galloped wildly. The Yuwang Spear in his hand pierced through the two soldiers behind him and impaled them on the spear handle. He swung it and smashed it into the crowd on his left and right.

Tap tap tap.
The horse beneath him was mottled with red and white, like a burning flame, and its hooves trampled on human corpses. The moment it knocked a Conqueror Legion soldier rushing towards it, it neighed loudly and leaped up. Li Cunxiao, who was above him, swung his lance with one hand while drawing the sword from his waist with the other. The moment the horse's hooves landed on the ground, the sword flashed and slashed violently.

The blade reflected the red setting sun and emitted a cold light. As the warhorse leaned down to the ground, the blade chopped down diagonally at the forest of spears that were thrust out from the army formation. At the moment when several spear heads broke and flew off, a sound was heard.

"I am Li Cunxiao——"

The blade slashed through the shield infantryman's helmet with a bang. The inhuman strength held the blade and pulled the blood line straight, slashing it all the way to the end. The shield infantryman and the shield in his hand broke into two halves, splitting left and right, and his flesh, blood, and internal organs were instantly blown into the sky.

The warhorse neighed loudly, and its four limbs landed steadily on the ground, with its body tilted. Li Cunxiao took advantage of the slashing blow with his sword, and swung the Yuwang Spear in his right hand in a circle with inertia, knocking down the soldiers and horses in the spear formation.

The moment the gap opened, his body suddenly turned into eighteen figures, rushing towards the legion flag over there and Gerald who was holding a sword and shield below!
"come!"

Gerald was shocked, but as a brave man, how could he retreat? Looking at the blood-thirsty General Seris, who was commanding the surrounding soldiers to charge forward, he also rushed forward with his horse and sword in hand.

……

Spanning eighty miles, it is the easternmost battlefield.

Gareth was walking around with his war hammer in his hand, and he was greeted by a white-haired veteran who was dragging a purple-gold sword.

His beard was standing on end, and the blade slashed down with a stream of light, causing a wave of air to roll.

……

On the central battlefield, the Qiexue army under Subutai had already formed a battle formation and was making final preparations.

Han Xin urged his horse to the front line. On the ancestral coffin cart parallel to him, Su Chen stood with his sword in his hand.

"Marquis Wen's cavalry has arrived, and the Qiexue army is almost here, King Xiang, you too..."

He raised his hand and looked at Xiang Yu who was climbing onto his horse.

"Get ready, end this war before sunset!"

(End of this chapter)