The Prodigal Son

The Min Kingdom's cavalry were dumbfounded.

Qin Yu stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded, at Ning Huang, who had charged alone into the enemy cavalry.

Although he had heard countless legends about grandmasters, and had also heard that Tuoba Liuyun, even when seriously injured, still wielded a magnificent sword and killed more than three hundred people, including his father.

But that's all I heard from others!

Moreover, those were infantrymen huddled together!

Ning Huang's single strike killed over two hundred cavalrymen who were launching a surprise attack!

This was the first time in his life that he had witnessed the true power of a grandmaster!

He would call it the coolest slash ever!

Two hundred elite cavalrymen were wiped out without even the chance to resist!

At this moment, Qin Yu's eyes suddenly became incredibly fervent.

I wonder how cool it would be if I could swing a knife like that!

While Qin Yu was in a frenzy, Ning Huang had already begun a frenzied slaughter among the terrified enemy cavalry.

It wasn't until screams erupted all around that the terrified cavalrymen snapped out of their daze and came to their senses.

"Run!"

It's unclear who shouted first, but the remaining cavalrymen turned their horses around and fled back, crying and shouting.

"Run!"

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

"He's not human! He's not human at all..."

The remaining cavalrymen had lost all their previous arrogance and wished their horses could grow wings and carry them away from this demonic man.

Just as the remaining cavalrymen were fleeing in panic, Ning Huang once again gathered his true energy.

The dazzling blade flashed once again, slashing fiercely at the scattering cavalry.

The nearly one hundred cavalrymen who lagged behind were once again mercilessly crushed.

Watching the cavalry flee in disarray, Shen Tu Hong and Yin Ye turned ashen-faced and trembled uncontrollably.

They had witnessed countless bloody battles and the power of Huang Dengxing's all-out attack.

But what they saw before them still exceeded their understanding of a grandmaster.

This is not a fight, this is a massacre!

They thought they had shown Ning Huang enough respect!

But now we realize that they underestimated Ning Huang!

At this moment, they finally understood why Huang Deng, who was also a Grandmaster, dared not fight Ning Huang.

We can't beat them!

We really can't beat them!

There are such big differences between grandmasters!

Ning Huang's arrogant way of referring to Huang Dengxing as a "youngster" may not actually be a way of belittling him.

Perhaps, in his heart, Huang Dengxing really was just a young man!

Ning Huang did not pursue the scattering cavalrymen. He indifferently swept his gaze across the battlefield strewn with corpses, then turned to look at Qin Yu behind him.

"You ask me how many people I can fight head-on?"

"Two thousand people is the bottom line."

"Three thousand men are still enough for a fight."

"As for those people from earlier—"

He paused, his voice not loud, but clearly carrying throughout the entire area, filled with an arrogant disdain for the world: "Besides getting my blood splattered all over me, it's utterly useless!"

As he spoke, Ning Huang grabbed the corner of his clothes and gently wiped the bloodstains from his battle sword before sheathing it.

Hearing Ning Huang's words, Qin Yu couldn't help but look astonished.

He had originally thought Ning Huang was taciturn.

Who knew he was such a hidden master of showing off!

But he was absolutely stunning just now!

I really want to be that kind of cool guy!

Only now did Qin Yu find his true goal.

A moment later, Ning Huang returned to Qin Yu's side.

Qin Yu swallowed hard, then looked at Ning Huang with fervor: "Senior should have unleashed a few more of those powerful strikes just now, wiping out those thousand men!"

Ning Huang's lips twitched slightly as he looked at Qin Yu suspiciously: "Are you really Qin Fumeng's grandson?"

"what?"

Qin Yu was bewildered, not understanding why Ning Huang had asked such a question.

Ning Huang gave Qin Yu a look as if he were an idiot, then spurred his horse and rode away to the side.

Looking at Ning Huang's expression, Qin Yu was even more confused.

"Thirteenth Young Master, it's not what you think."

Qi Dachui gently tugged at Qin Yu and whispered a reminder: "Those two strikes were very powerful, but they consumed a great deal of internal energy..."

"right."

Qin Xiong picked up the thread, "If it weren't to intimidate the enemy, Senior Ning probably wouldn't have done this."

With Ning Huang's strength, when he truly needed to kill without mercy, he only needed to rely on his agile movements to shuttle back and forth among the enemy troops and continuously kill them.

In this way, by consuming the same amount of true energy, one can kill two, three, or even four times more enemies!

Judging from Ning Huang's squandering of true energy just now, he estimated that even someone as strong as Ning Huang would only be able to unleash two or three more strikes before exhausting his true energy.

True killing is never about creating a spectacle!

Hearing their conversation, Qin Yu couldn't help but be surprised.

Damn it!

The old man never told him any of this!

So this is an extremely mana-intensive ultimate skill, not for clearing minions?

However, that's not important!

Handsome!

Those two slashes were absolutely awesome!

If I had his strength, I wouldn't mind expending more energy to look really cool!

While Qin Yu was caught up in his fervor, Shen Tu Hong and Yin Ye, having regained their senses, were faced with a dilemma.

What should I do?

What should they do now?

To flush or not to flush?

They believed that no matter how strong Ning Huang was, even if they sent their entire army, Ning Huang would never dare to confront their tens of thousands of elite cavalry head-on.

However, Ning Huang's two strikes had already extinguished their morale.

If they charge now, and the enemy's main force suddenly attacks, these terrified soldiers will quickly scatter.

At this point, it would be unwise to charge forward against all odds!

However, Huang Dengxing gave them a strict order!

Not rushing is disobeying orders!

Shen Tu Hong's face turned pale with worry. He turned to Yin Ye and asked, "What do you think we should do?"

Faced with Shen Tu Hong's question, Yin Ye was also extremely worried.

Yin Ye hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Charge! If things go wrong, retreat immediately!"

Whether to flush or not is one thing!

Whether we can win or not is another matter entirely!

If so many of them are scared off by Ning Huang's two slashes, they will surely suffer the consequences when they return.

"Fine! You said it!"

Shen Tu Hong gave Yin Ye no chance to retract his words, and ordered menacingly, "Send word: All troops attack! Anyone who dares to hesitate or refuse to fight will be executed without mercy!"

The messenger immediately obeyed and left.

"The general has ordered a full-scale attack! Anyone who dares to hesitate or refuse to advance will be executed without mercy!"

"The general has given orders..."

The messenger galloped away on horseback, relaying Shen Tu Hong's orders to the soldiers again and again.

Upon hearing Shen Tu Hong's orders, many soldiers showed fear, but dared not disobey.

"Beep...beep beep..."

Suddenly, the bugle call to charge rang out in the army.

"kill!"

With a roar, the cavalry in the front row charged forward.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalry behind them surged forward in a massive wave, each one roaring menacingly to bolster their courage.

Looking at the surging tide of iron cavalry, Qin Yu couldn't help but grin.

These guys are really stubborn!

Having just been scared out of their wits, how dare they charge forward again?

Row!

If one scare scare isn't enough, then try twice!

If that still doesn't scare them away, then fight!

He just doesn't want to fight, not that he's afraid to fight!

A cold glint flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, and he ordered in a deep voice, "Withdraw!"