The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 57 Night Battle! (Please read on)
"Drive, drive, drive..."

As night fell, the sound of horse hooves could be heard from afar on the khaki official road. A strong wind blew up a cloud of dust, and the trees on both sides cast mottled shadows in the moonlight.

Amidst the heavy dust, a group of fifty-three people dressed in black tight clothes, riding tall horses, were galloping on this long-abandoned official road like ghosts in the night.

The hems of his clothes rustled in the wind, and the dust raised by his horse's hooves filled the moonlight, looking from afar like a long black dragon.

At the corner of the official road, a somewhat shabby post station was looming, with dim lights shining through the door and windows, making it particularly eye-catching in the deep night.

As the sound of horse hooves approached, the lights in the post station seemed to brighten a little, and a few figures flashed behind the window.

"Xu~"

Wang Yi, who was at the front of the team, narrowed his eyes and immediately tightened the reins in his hands. The horse under him neighed and stopped with its front hooves raised high.

Seeing this, the team galloping behind them tightened the reins in unison, and the team slowly stopped.

Yan Zhendong rode his horse to Wang Yi's side, looking at the post station looming in the night in the distance, and asked in a deep voice: "Sir? Is there something wrong?"

Wang Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, "It's late at night, and there is not much business. The post station is neither turned off nor closed. When the people inside heard the noise, their first reaction was to dodge and hide. Moreover, the speed of their bodies moving is not something that ordinary people can do."

Yan Zhendong's face turned serious, and he immediately realized that the enemy had set up an ambush in the post station. He turned his head to look at the people behind him and shouted in a deep voice: "Prepare for battle, there is an enemy ambush in the post station ahead!"

We must be careful this time. One less team of secret guards means we're missing ten of the best of the bright forces. If we're not careful, it'll be easy for the enemy to exploit our loopholes.

Hearing the sound, the people behind him immediately took out their short-handled muskets from their waists and skillfully loaded them with gunpowder. After confirming again and again, they put the muskets back into their waists, leaned over, took out a silver-white iron gun from the slot on the side of the horse, held their breath, and prepared to charge.

Having experienced similar situations many times, everyone has become familiar with it and the entire preparation process seems orderly.

Li Hu's expression became serious, and he shouted in a low voice: "All secret guards follow me." After that, he dismounted from his horse and flashed into the woods beside the official road. Ten secret guards followed closely behind him, with light steps and agile bodies. After a few leaps, they rushed into the woods and disappeared.

Wang Yi leaned over, drew out his spear, swung the spear shaft, pointed the spear tip directly at the distant post station in the night, and shouted, "Follow me and kill!" After that, he kicked his horse's belly and led the charge.

The people behind him had grim expressions and murderous eyes. They rode their horses without saying a word and charged towards the post station in the distance in the night.

The sound of horse hooves rumbled, the earth trembled, and the battle formation formed by the group of people pierced through the black night like an arrow.

Just as Wang Yi and his group were about to arrive at the post station, a rain of arrows suddenly shot out from the shadows on both sides of the post station.

Arrows cut through the sky, making sharp whistling sounds, and flew towards the galloping team.

Wang Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the rain of arrows coming at him. The long spear in his hand stretched out like a dragon, and the spear body shook, splitting into countless spear shadows, which easily moved the rain of arrows shot towards him to the ground on both sides of the team.

The guards of the merchant company behind him were equally unwilling to be outdone. They wielded their spears so tightly that no one could get through them. The rain of arrows from the sky did not hurt anyone.

bang bang bang...

In the forest to the right of the post station, a series of flames appeared, and countless bullets merged into the darkness, shooting towards Wang Yi and his group.

"Be careful! The enemy has muskets!" Yan Zhendong shouted, shook his hand and threw the spear in his hand towards the distant mountains and forests. Then he jumped off his horse, exerted his strength under his feet, moved his body left and right, and quickly rushed into the mountains and forests on the right side of the post station.

Wang Yi shouted in a low voice: "Everyone, be careful to get out of the way!" After that, he clenched the spear in his hand tightly. The muscles on his arms bulged and instantly became thicker. The thick blue veins were like those of a python. A sharp whistling sound of the wind exploded instantly, and the void in front was immediately filled with silver spear shadows.

clang clang...

The tip of the gun collided with the incoming bullet, the sound of metal collision came one after another, the tip of the gun and the bullet rubbed against each other, and sparks immediately appeared in the night sky.

The guards behind him turned over and dodged as soon as possible, but many of them were still hit by musket bullets, and more than a dozen horses were not spared. The neat formation fell into chaos in an instant.

Fortunately, these business guards are all Ming Jin warriors, their physique is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and each of them wears soft armor lining, so even if they are hit, the injuries will not be too serious.

"Kill~"

As the gunshots rang out, intensive shouts of killing were heard from the woods on both sides of the post station and from the shadows behind the post station. A large number of big men holding long swords rushed towards Wang Yi and his men, shouting and holding their swords.

Yan Zhendong narrowed his eyes while running quickly, reached out to draw the long sword from his waist, and leaped into the oncoming crowd with a few leaps. He waved the long sword in his hand like a tiger among a flock of sheep, and quickly killed the oncoming enemies. The sound of the sword entering the flesh and the enemy's screams of death instantly merged into one.

Wang Yi looked at the enemies rushing towards him from all sides, his eyes turned cold and he shouted in a low voice: "Form a formation to protect yourselves!"

As he said this, he slapped the horse's back and jumped off, tapping the ground lightly with his toes, using the force to quickly shoot towards the enemy.

As he got closer, the muscles in his right arm bulged, his spine twisted slightly, and he swung his right hand to wield the spear behind him, smashing it fiercely at the enemy in front of him.

Bang!
Click~~
Amid the sharp whistling of the wind, the long spears carried a terrifying force and hit the chests of the three people in front. With the sound of bones breaking, the chests of the three enemies immediately collapsed. With their eyes wide open and blood spurting from their mouths, they flew into the air and smashed into the crowd behind them, knocking several people to the ground. Their heads tilted and their breath disappeared instantly. The people who were knocked down also fell to the ground with red faces.

Wang Yi saw the crowd in front of him fall into chaos. His eyes fixed, and he stepped forward. The dragon on his back twisted, and he burst out with tremendous strength. His hands trembled rapidly and fiddled with the gun barrel, and the tip of the gun shook rapidly.

Gunshots bloomed at the enemy's throat, blood splattered everywhere, and the enemies died one by one, covering their throats and staring with unwilling eyes.

Wang Yi's figure was as fast as the wind, moving back and forth among the crowd. Every time the tip of his gun trembled, an enemy fell down, and the ground around him was soon filled with corpses.

The enemies that surged around were not frightened by Wang Yi's brutality. They still rushed towards him with ferocious faces. It was obvious that the enemies that came this time were all tough guys.

Yan Zhendong, who was not far away, glanced at the battlefield where Wang Yi was, frowned, and killed several enemies around him. He exerted force on his feet and jumped out of the enemy's encirclement. He came to the battle formation of the merchant guards with a few leaps and shouted, "Follow me closely, and help relieve the pressure on the young master."

After saying this, he held a long sword and rushed to the front, leading the charge. As the sword flashed, several enemies fell to the ground with their sword wailing.

The guards behind him responded in unison, threw away their spears, drew their swords from their waists, followed Yan Zhendong, and rushed towards the battlefield where Wang Yi was. Countless enemies fell under their swords along the way.

The battle under the night sky was extremely fierce, with shouts, screams, and the sounds of weapons clashing one after another.

At this moment, the tightly closed door of the post station slowly opened, the dim firelight swayed in the night, and four tall figures with solemn expressions walked out slowly.

(End of this chapter)