madnovel Chapter 38 Battle of the Wasteland
Chapter 38 Battle of the Wasteland
As Lu Yuan's voice fell, the "Soaring Cloud Crane Wing Formation" was already set up. The entire formation was led by Lu Yuan, with more than ten people following behind him, forming the Crane Beak formation.
The others were positioned on either side as crane wings, responsible for reaping the scattered northern barbarians.
Their division of labor is very clear.
Just as the troops were forming their ranks, the Northern Barbarian troops appeared in the distance.
Manyan Hun is a young warrior of the Manyan tribe, the most valiant of them all, wielding an octagonal war hammer weighing 380 jin (approximately 145 kg).
Behind him followed more than eighty warriors from the Manyan tribe, all clad in leather armor and wielding weapons.
After this trip, Man Yanhun gained too many benefits, killing hundreds of Dayong warriors.
The amount seized was countless.
What troubled him was that he had not been able to find a team to kill the Iron Falcon.
The battle was ultimately incomplete because they couldn't retrieve the enemy's head.
The fat on his face jiggled like waves with the swaying of the warhorse.
Just then, a group of people in the distance caught his attention.
The squad leader beside him reminded them, "It's the Da Yong army."
"I can see it," Man Yanhun shouted.
Then, turning to the crowd behind him, he shouted, "Charge!"
He didn't take the person opposite him seriously, because he had killed countless scouts of Dayong in recent days.
Each time, whether dozens or hundreds, they were all slaughtered and routed.
Therefore, he was determined to win this battle as well.
"Chirp!"
At this moment, Lu Yuan and his group's "Cloud-Piercing Crane Wing Formation" had been fully deployed and was rushing towards the Man Yan tribe's troops at an extremely fast speed.
As it broke through the air, it faintly emitted the cry of a crane.
With the boost from the military formation, every soldier was as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood; they were as if they had divine assistance.
Not only was he much faster than usual, but he was also much stronger.
Lu Yuan, wielding the Tiger Head Devouring Blade, charged at the forefront. As the crane's beak, his role was paramount; he had to scatter the opponents in the first wave of the charge, otherwise his wings would be unable to unleash their full power, and there was even a risk of losing their wings.
Therefore, his face was solemn and his muscles were tense.
A pale golden light emanated from the skin.
As soon as the two sides approached, the sword slashed at Man Yanhun. This strike was heavy and powerful; it was the third move of the "Five Tigers Breaking the Formation Sword Technique," the Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain.
A tiger's roar echoed from the blade.
The man, using the horse's momentum, created a terrifyingly powerful impact.
Although Lu Yuan was only at the Bone Forging Realm, his strength and speed had already surpassed those of the Tendon Refining Realm. With the support of the military formation, he was now wielding his sword with all his might.
Nature is terrifying.
Man Yanhun didn't care and raised his warhammer to meet the attack.
"when!"
When the two collided, sparks flew, and the octagonal hammer in his hand was knocked away. His arm trembled, his tiger's mouth split open, and his palm was covered in blood.
Before they could react, a large sword appeared, growing larger and larger in front of them.
Then I felt a pain in my neck and lost consciousness.
To others, all they saw was that the two had just clashed when Man Yanhun's head was chopped off, and blood gushed out like a fountain from his dark neck.
Lu Yuan didn't stop. He caught the flying head with his left hand, threw it into the burlap sack on the right side of his warhorse, and continued charging forward.
A warrior at the Bone Forging Realm behind Man Yan was struck by his blade. His chest armor, connecting to his flesh, instantly tore open, blood gushing from his chest cavity as he collapsed from his horse.
Lu Yuan didn't even lift his eyelids. With a forceful thrust of the blade's end, the sharp armor-piercing spike pierced through the abdomen of another Northern Barbarian warrior.
After lifting it up, it flew away.
He was like a red-hot dagger plunged into the snow, melting away anything that stood in his way.
The northern barbarian troops behind them, as usual, scattered.
But what awaited them was a crane's wings that had been prepared all along.
The spears charged forward like a forest, requiring almost no special techniques; simply raising their spears was enough to send opponents crashing to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Zhou He said to his men behind him, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance to make a contribution. Killing one person is three times the military merit. The Northern Barbarian camp has been completely scattered by my brothers."
We won't engage the main force head-on; we'll just kill any that escape from the flanks.
How many heads you get depends on your own skill.
As he spoke, he couldn't wait to lead his men toward the flank of the army formation.
A single kill earns three times the military merit and reward. To be honest, killing just one person earns more than you would have earned going out once in the past.
Moreover, there is almost no danger.
The crowd naturally followed Zhou He, charging forward with shouts of excitement.
At this moment, the elite Northern Barbarian force had become a sitting duck for Lu Yuan and his men.
Meanwhile, the system's voice kept ringing in the other person's mind.
[Host kills opponent, Five Tigers Breaking Formation Blade proficiency +10]
......
[Host blocks one attack from the opponent, Iron Bone Golden Bell Shield proficiency +10]
......
[The host charges into the formation once, increasing their proficiency in the "Cloud Crane Wing Formation" by 10.]
......
Lu Yuan could clearly feel that his strength was increasing.
At the same time, Zhang Zhe's first battle after arriving in the northern frontier almost cost him his life. Just as he was excitedly leading his troops to charge towards the enemy...
They discovered that their opponents were not the elite cavalry of the Manyan tribe at all, but rather a group of iron hawks with wolf-like eyes and sharp fighting spirit.
Fortunately, Bai Hong pulled Zhang Zhe back in time, saving his life. The others were not so lucky.
The elite troops brought from Yunzhou, unaware of what was happening, continued their charge. In just one exchange, most of them were shot down by the Iron Falcons.
Then they dispersed in a huff.
Using his men as human shields, Zhang Zhe and Bai Hong desperately fled for a whole morning before finally returning to a place not far from Huangsha City.
By this time, everyone was exhausted.
Seeing that only a few people had followed behind him, the former swallowed hard and said, "Teacher, we failed. Everyone is dead. How am I going to explain this when I get back? It's all over now."
Bai Hong straightened his clothes and said, "Don't panic. We're dealing with the elite cavalry of the Manyan tribe. This time, we've encountered the Iron Falcons. It's no wonder you're in such a predicament. Anyone else would be in a worse situation than you."
The Helian family won't blame you for this. The fact that you managed to withstand an entire Iron Falcon formation head-on and return alive is a testament to your skill.
Seeing that Zhang Zhe was still somewhat afraid, he continued to comfort him: "Yun Mo of Tiger Hill City led a hundred elite soldiers and encountered dozens of Iron Falcons. He was seriously injured and fled back in a sorry state, but no one dared to say that he was incompetent."
Besides, you should calm down. Apart from a few legendary generals, there are no invincible generals in the world.
After saying this, Zhang Zhe finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Leading a few remaining soldiers, he headed towards the Yellow Sand Fortress.
Meanwhile, Zhou Hongling urged her horse toward Icefield City, and said to the messenger behind her, "Send a message to the city immediately by carrier pigeon, and send people to search for Lu Yuan and the others in the wasteland. Once they are found, tell them that things have changed and that they should return as quickly as possible. They should not linger in the wasteland."
"Yes, sir!"
Upon receiving the order, the messenger immediately dismounted and began sketching. Then, he grabbed a pigeon from the cage behind him, stuffed the note into the letterbox, and released it.
Watching the pigeons fly into the sky.
Zhou Hongling couldn't help but think, "Hopefully, it's not too late."