Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 421 Hard Attack
When Feng Yao dragged Tang Daofu's corpse back, Pei Xia was behind the counter of the inn, filling her wine gourd with wine.

Not far away, twelve people lay neatly on the ground, all of them lifeless.

Pei Xia raised an eyebrow and glanced at Feng Yao: "Hang down from the bridge."

Feng Yao nodded in understanding.

When I first joined the boat company, I swam ashore, and I noticed it while swimming through the water.

Several corpses often hung from the beam under the boatman's boat, swaying in the river wind.

Those were all used to deter refugees and petty thieves.

Jiang Shu is right. To gain a foothold in Qinzhou, simply offering benefits won't suffice. People like Tang Daofu won't be grateful if you give them a sweet date; they'll only be thinking about how to take your date away.

Feng Yao understood, and carrying the two corpses in each hand, went out again to find rope.

Pei Xia hadn't been down to Jiangcheng Mountain for a long time. After buying some wine, she wasn't in a hurry to leave and wandered around the boathouse.

When the white ghosts crossed the border, they left in a hurry with limited luggage, taking only what they considered valuable items and leaving behind quite a lot of things.

A place like this, besides Tang swords and axes, will definitely attract many people.

The idea of ​​recruiting flashed through Pei Xia's mind, but she ultimately shook her head.

Ma Shilin is not here; she fled with Li Qing and won't be back for a while. If she had her experienced skills, she could set up the business again and select some suitable people from the shipyard to go up the mountain.

Well, there will probably be a lot of trouble in the future, so it's good that the people on the mountain are more united at this time.

In that case, it would be best to move the supplies from the ship's crew as soon as possible.

Pei Xia took a sip of wine.

Once we get back to the mountain, let them pause their other work and make a few more trips.

……

The warhorse's iron hooves trampled flesh and blood, which mingled with the mud and fell into a dark red slurry.

With the powerful gallop of his warhorse, the knight on horseback brandished his thick saber, his bulging muscles showing through the gaps in his armor. With the help of this explosive power, the long sword flashed with a cold light and in an instant, he beheaded several white demons.

However, even after their heads were severed, these monsters continued to move instinctively, trying to grab onto his warhorse or legs, until they collapsed to the ground a few breaths later.

Having broken free from the encirclement once again, the cavalryman was exhausted, and sweat was beginning to blur his vision inside his helmet.

Looking ahead, the raging army surged forth like a dragon, weaving through the endless ranks of the white demons.

That was where Tiger Marquis and General Chen were.

During the evacuation of the ship's crew, Li Qing had organized eleven counter-attacks with the help of his cavalry, continuously reducing the number of White Ghosts' army in the field with the least possible cost.

To conserve energy and ensure sufficient combat strength, the accompanying cavalry never launched continuous attacks, but instead chose to rotate in three waves.

Even so, the relentless marching and retreating day and night, along with the counter-offensive operations, left them somewhat exhausted.

In contrast, Li Qing was practically a war goddess.

She entered the battle unarmored, riding a horse and brandishing a spear. Wherever she went, chaos and destruction followed. Only the thick bloodstains on her body, still wet with the marks of war, proved her victory.

Li Qing understood very well that he absolutely could not allow all of these fearless white devils to reach the gates of Guanque City, otherwise the siege of the city by 100,000 men without regard for the consequences would inevitably be a brutal affair.

She had to use her elite forces to divide and cut off enemy troops during the retreat.

"That's about it!" Chen Qianye's shout came from behind Li Qing.

They were both top-notch military strategists, and their battle-hardened bodies would only become more valiant in the heat of battle.

However, his cavalry was not strong enough, so it was time to withdraw and regroup.

Li Qing did not linger in battle. His spear spun rapidly in his hand, and his powerful and imposing momentum instantly pulverized the white demons around him.

Looking back at her troops, she raised her eyebrows, pulled on the reins, and shouted, "Retreat!"

The well-trained cavalry immediately began to merge and change direction.

The Tiger General's cavalry's strength and experience were indeed enough to enable them to kill enemies single-handedly in battle.

However, to break through the endless army of white ghosts, they must regroup and have Li Qing or Chen Qianye lead the way to clear space for an attack.

As with the previous eleven charges, with Li Qing's breakthrough, the cavalry, now united, once again formed an unstoppable torrent. The breach was opened, and amidst the thunderous sound of hooves, a thousand riders broke through the enemy lines.

"Go first, Tiger Marquis and I will cover your retreat!" Chen Qianye shouted.

This is the norm; the military strategist's saying "to kill ten thousand men" refers to having the ability and courage to face a thousand troops alone.

Seeing the army retreat, Li Qing turned his horse around and rode alongside Chen Qianye.

The soldiers' advance prevented her white clothes from being completely stained; only tiny specks of blood were splattered on them, spreading out like red plum blossoms.

Before the white ghosts behind him could get close, Chen Qianye took a water bag off his saddle and gulped down two mouthfuls of strong liquor.

He glanced at Li Qing, then looked at the white ghost in front of him: "It doesn't seem like there are any fewer."

Li Qing shook his head: "They've just closed in from both sides. I sent scouts to check, and their movement paths have narrowed."

One hundred thousand is not a small amount.

Li Qing had just emerged from a fierce battle, and her army was at its peak. She was preparing to charge back and forth a few more times when suddenly, she frowned slightly and glanced sideways at the wilderness on the other side.

Chen Qianye noticed her unusual behavior: "What's wrong?"

Li Qing's brows furrowed more and more, and his expression actually began to become serious: "Something is approaching... It's very strong."

Chen Qianye's expression hardened.

Li Qing's strength is among the best even among those who have killed ten thousand people. With the advantage of being in Qinzhou, anyone who can make her say "very strong" is definitely not a kind person.

Chen Qianye also focused his gaze on the direction she was looking.

A figure emerged from the wilderness.

Judging from its shape, it seems to be human, but its tall body is covered with thick black hair, making it look like an ape.

On the left and right shoulders of this gorilla sat a girl dressed in yellow.

The two girls grabbed the gorilla's head and carried it as they ran towards Li Qing.

This gorilla-man appears to be running on two legs, but its speed far surpasses that of a galloping horse!

With a fierce and savage aura, he rushed to Li Qing's side in the blink of an eye.

Chen Qianye didn't have time to think and spurred his horse to meet them.

But then a chilling shout came from behind: "Come back!"

Startled for a moment, Chen Qianye saw a white horse, blood-stained clothes, and long hair fluttering in the wind, as Li Qing snatched a spear from his side.

The troops were well-organized; although he was a lone rider, it seemed as if he had a thousand troops behind him.

The silver spear pierced through, straight at the hairy man!

The sudden military advance startled the two young girls in yellow robes.

"Someone!"

"Get in the way!"

The two men, one in front and one behind, shouted at the gorilla beneath them.

His thick, messy black hair was blown aside by the fierce military force that rushed towards him, revealing a small, unkempt face.

His face showed no particular expression, but facing Li Qing's domineering military might, he opened his mouth and let out a low growl.

"Roar--"

An invisible aura rose from his body and rushed towards Li Qing without yielding an inch.

"boom!!"

It was like two incredibly heavy objects colliding violently!
This was the first time since the uprising that Li Qing had felt the spear in his hand vibrate so violently that he almost dropped it!

On the other side, the hairy man's frantic running steps also came to a halt.

(End of this chapter)