Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 268 The battlefield is cruel, we did our best.
"kill!"

Dugu Feng was not to be outdone. She spurred her horse and charged into the enemy ranks, breaking through the crowd. The spear in her hand flashed with a cold light, like a rainbow piercing the sky and the earth, sending dozens of Mongol soldiers flying in her wake.

"You little wench, die!"

A Mongol warrior, standing eight feet tall and as strong as an ox, seemed to have been plotting for a long time. As Dugu Feng charged past with his horse and rider as one, he suddenly rose up from the left and swung his axe at Dugu Feng, whose old strength was exhausted and whose new strength had not yet been generated.

Dugu Feng's pupils contracted. She tried to defend herself, but it was too late. She could only watch helplessly as the knife slashed towards her neck.

Sonorous! !
At the critical moment, a silver spear came flying through the air and crashed hard into the blade.

Brilliant sparks flew everywhere, freezing the ferocious look on the face of the Mongol giant who had launched the sneak attack. At the same time, he was also knocked back by the sudden shot, his blade shattering as he staggered back several steps, leaving several footprints several feet deep in the ground.

"Be careful."

Liang Yuru, with a flick of her silver spear, her face covered in blood and foam, looked like a demon crawling out of hell. She smiled slightly at Dugu Feng and then let out a tiger's roar.

The next moment, Liang Yuru's silver spear seemed to burst into flames, and she lunged at the burly man from before, leaving afterimages.

Tiger's Roar and Dragon's Fang.

It is a unique skill of the Tian Ce Mansion.

It is a martial art that every Dragon Rider must learn.

The combination of the two results in an astonishingly rapid and powerful burst of combat strength in a short period of time.

"You think I'm afraid of you?!"

"kill!"

The Mongol giant looked at the spear that leaped high and crashed down on him like a tiger, snorted coldly, and swung his broadsword fiercely towards the sky.

"clang!!"

Each sword and spear flashed with brilliant flames.

The Mongol giant felt an immense force strike him, which made his hands go numb. He staggered back several steps to dissipate the force. Liang Yuru also used the impact of the spear to roll backward, retreating several meters away. After landing, she used her spear to plant herself on the ground, kneeling on one knee and holding the spear. She was knocked back nearly five meters before she finally stopped.

“So domineering!”

Liang Yuru stared at her bleeding hand, her pupils flashing with an even more crazed light on her face, which was covered in the blood of the Mongol soldiers she had just killed. She kicked the silver spear with her toe, then turned and kicked the shaft, sending the silver spear flying like an arrow towards the big man.

"If you abandon your weapon in the face of battle, you're dead."

The burly man laughed loudly, gripped the thick-backed sword tightly with both hands, and slashed fiercely at the silver spear that was flying through the air in front of him. With just one strike, he sent the silver spear flying backward.

Immediately, wielding the knife in one hand, he strode swiftly and fiercely towards Liang Yuru, who was rapidly approaching.

This strike was swift and domineering, possessing the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

But Liang Yuru suddenly revealed a cold smile.

The next moment, the silver spear that had been knocked away suddenly flew back as if the sky and earth were aligned.

At the last possible moment, it fell into Liang Yuru's grasp.

"Splitter the heavens!" Liang Yuru cried out, becoming one with her spear. Her spear danced like a raging fire, like a dragon emerging from the sea. With one thrust, she deflected the blade of the domineering slash, and with undiminished momentum, she pierced through the chest of the burly man.

"puff!"

The Mongol giant stared at the silver spear that had pierced through his body, then glanced at Dugu Feng, who was already fighting fiercely against the enemy, and spat out blood with resentment: "It shouldn't be... like this."

With a jingle.

The Mongol man dropped his knife and collapsed heavily to the ground.

In a one-on-one fight, he was more than 70% confident that his strike would have severely injured or even killed Liang Yuru. But he forgot that this wasn't the martial arts world, but a battlefield.

Liang Yuru is not fighting alone.

Having her silver spear knocked away doesn't mean Liang Yuru is doomed. Dugu Feng and the surrounding Dragon Riders will be there to help at any time.

This is the biggest source of Liang Yuru's confidence to dare to charge into battle.

"Thank you, Sister Feng!" Liang Yuru pulled the silver spear from the Mongol giant, thanked Dugu Feng, and once again charged towards the other Mongol soldiers who were still putting up a fierce fight, like a tiger descending the mountain.

Dugu Feng killed several people with a single shot, and upon hearing the voice beside her, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

He immediately returned to the battlefield.

……

This is destined to be an unequal battle.

Even though the Mongol soldiers and civilians were fearless in the face of death.

The configuration of the Dragon Riders was terrifying beyond their wildest imagination. Even if there were hidden masters among them, more than a dozen Vajra and Finger Profound experts emerged, and there was even a Celestial Grandmaster in the city.

Yet it still couldn't stop the slaughter by the Youlong cavalry. In just one encounter, thousands of Mongol soldiers fell like wheat.

"Damn it, why did this happen?" A Mongol soldier, covered in blood, stared at the massive sword in his hand, now riddled with nicks and chips, and roared in despair before dying.

The women attacking the city were clearly just women they usually disregarded, or to put it more cruelly, women they treated as easy prey or free prey when they raided the border, people they could bully at will.

But in a real fight, the strength they were so proud of, the sharp blades, when they landed on these women, wouldn't even scratch their skin, let alone pierce or kill them.

"puff!"

A Mongol soldier, looking at the spearhead that had pierced through his body, reached out and grasped at something as if trying to touch it.

"Eternal Heaven, have you no longer favored your people?"

"why why?"

Why can't my sword cut them down?

"They are all Vajra Realm warriors, or even more powerful warriors. The rumors are true. This cavalry composed of women is a completely ironclad cavalry of warriors."

Where are our martial arts masters? Where are those imposing adults?

Even the most fearless courage will be worn down and fade away.

When the Mongol soldiers and civilians who kept charging forward to repel the wandering dragon cavalry and protect the Mongol Yuan and their homes and loved ones found that no matter how hard they tried, they could not even leave a scar on the enemy, let alone cause casualties.

No matter how much courage one has, or how resolute one is in the face of death, all that remains is collapse and despair.

"Yes...I'm sorry."

"But we really... did our best!"

A master of the Finger Profound Realm from the Mongol Yuan Dynasty listened to the prayers and pleas of the soldiers, spitting out blood foam as he gazed at the sky that seemed to be shrouded in blood, his pupils gradually dimming.

They really did their best.

As martial artists, and experts at the Vajra Realm and above, they wanted to break the deadlock the moment they sensed something was wrong.

But the Dragon Riders didn't give them any openings at all.

When a master of the Finger Profound Realm appears, several Finger Profound Realm Dragon Riders will often surround him.

When the Celestial Phenomenon Grandmaster appeared, at least three Celestial Phenomenon Grandmasters, who had synchronized with Gu Santong's peak cultivation and martial arts and transformed into little golden men, surrounded him and began to kill him.

It's not that they don't want to provide support, but rather...

It's impossible!!!
This day was destined to leave an indelible nightmare for the people of the Mongol-Yuan border town.

Under the banner of Tian Ce, a torrent of black-armored warriors swept through the Mongol army, slaying countless Mongol soldiers and crushing their pride. In less than half an hour, the Mongol soldiers and civilians, known for their bravery, were slaughtered to the point that they dared not advance any further.

(End of this chapter)