Volume 10 Chapter 297

Chapter 297

"Le Tian? A nobody!" Dai Zhao sneered when he heard Le Tian's application. Although the Sky Eye plays a big role in Feng Country, few people know about it. As the leader of the Sky Eye, even fewer people know that there is such a person as Le Tian.

Le Tian didn't care whether the other party knew him or not. He slightly raised the spirit spear in his hand and said, "Your Excellency, just come over!"

"If you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

Dai Zhao shouted, urged his horse and swung his sword, and rushed straight to Le Tian. He was very fast, and when he got close to Le Tian, ​​he used a heavy sword to split Huashan. Le Tian blocked with his spear, and there was a crisp sound, and the spirit sword was bounced away by his spirit spear.

Wow! This Feng general has great strength! Dai Zhao was secretly shocked, and he became more careful and fought with Le Tian.

On weekdays, Le Tian had almost no chance to fight with others, but that didn't mean that his spiritual martial arts were inferior to others. On the contrary, his cultivation and skills were outstanding. At this time, he was fighting with Dai Zhao, a fierce general of Zhen State, and he was not at all inferior.

The two of them rode and circled on the battlefield, holding swords and spears, fighting back and forth, and it was hard to tell who was better. In the blink of an eye, the two fought fiercely for thirty rounds.

After thirty rounds, the two were still evenly matched. Le Tian frowned secretly. Dai Zhao's martial arts were not weaker than his. If they continued to fight like this, there would be no end.

Thinking of this, he suddenly made a feint and rode his horse to the north. Seeing that he ran away, and was in a panic and didn't run to the main camp of the coalition, Dai Zhao was overjoyed, laughed wildly, and shouted: "Feng Zei, let's see where you run to?"

Le Tian was in front, Dai Zhao was behind, one running and the other chasing, and the two ran away together. However, Le Tian was not really defeated, but pretended to be defeated. Hearing the rapid sound of horse hooves coming from behind, he knew that the opponent had already been defeated. He quickly placed the spirit spear across the saddle, then took the bow and arrow from the side of the horse, blocked Dai Zhao's sight with his body, and quietly pulled the bow in a circle. Suddenly, Le Tian turned around and aimed at Dai Zhao who was chasing behind him, and suddenly shot an arrow.

Like Jiang Fan, Le Tian was also good at archery. Although the arrows he shot were not as good as Jiang Fan's purple gold arrows, they were also steel arrows that had been spiritualized and were more powerful than ordinary ones.

Seeing that he was about to chase the enemy general and could kill the opponent with a knife, Dai Zhao, who was full of excitement, never thought that Le Tian would suddenly shoot a cold arrow. He was not prepared enough, and realized that it was not good, and the spirit arrow had already flown close to his chest.

Out of instinctive reaction, at the critical moment, Dai Zhao tried his best to turn his body to the side, but unfortunately he only avoided the vital point and failed to completely avoid the spirit arrow.

There was a "puff" sound in his ear, and Letian's spiritual arrow was firmly nailed into his left shoulder. The force was so great that not only did it shatter his spiritual armor, but even his shoulder was pierced by the spiritual arrow, and the tip of the arrow protruded from his shoulder blade.

"Ah——" Dai Zhao screamed and fell off his horse with his back, and the spiritual sword in his hand flew out of his hand.

Letian succeeded in hitting the target with an arrow, and immediately turned his horse's head and rushed back.

Dai Zhao, who was lying on the ground, secretly cried out that it was not good, and tried to pick up his sword while enduring the severe pain in his shoulder, but it was too late.

Letian urged the horse forward and stabbed the spiritual spear in his hand forward with force, and pounced! This spear pierced Dai Zhao's lower abdomen, and the latter screamed again, and was picked up by Letian and flew far away. After landing, his limbs twitched a few times, and then there was no movement.

A brave and skilled general was killed by the enemy under his nose, and it was killed by a sneaky trick like a cold arrow. Xu Bufan, who was watching the battle, was furious and cursed Feng Ze for being insidious, cunning, and despicable.

He picked up his sword and was ready to go to the battlefield in person to fight Le Tian to the death.

Seeing this, Gao Gang stopped him and said sternly: "General, you are the commander of our army. You must not fight in person! Now our army has an advantage in manpower. There is no need to entangle with the coalition forces. General, you should order the whole army to attack!"

Although Xu Bufan didn't like Gao Gang, he also felt that what he said now made sense. He suppressed his anger and made a beast-like gurgling sound in his throat. After a long while, he stabilized his emotions, took a deep breath, and shouted to his left and right: "Beat the drums, march!"

The Zhen army thought that sending Dai Zhao to fight would make a good start and boost their morale, but the result was counterproductive. Not only was Dai Zhao killed, but the momentum of the coalition forces on the opposite side was greatly boosted.

Under Xu Bufan's command, the coalition army advanced and pressed towards the coalition army.

After Le Tian retreated to his camp, Xiao Muqing also issued an order for the whole army to attack.

The war drums of the coalition army and the Zhen army were roaring, and shouts were heard. Soon, the distance between the two sides was close enough to be within the range. Next, the two camps shot out arrows at almost the same time.

The rain of arrows met in the air, crossed each other, and then drew arcs and fell into the opponent's camp.

For a while, the sound of arrows hitting shields, breaking armor, and screaming rang out in the camps of both sides. Countless soldiers fell to the ground under the arrow curtain and never got up again.

The arrow formations of both sides were just the beginning of the fight. Next, it was a head-on confrontation. In such a head-on battle between legions on the plain, there was no trickery, and it all depended on their respective combat power and morale.

The Zhen army looked down on the coalition forces, thinking that there would be no suspense in a head-on battle and that the coalition forces could not be their opponents. However, when they really fought, they felt that this was not the case at all. The bravery of the coalition forces and the sharpness of their attacks far exceeded their imagination. The coalition forces before them were more like a brave and warlike army of tigers and wolves.

Their feeling was correct. The army at the forefront of the coalition was indeed a truly fierce army. It was the six corps of the Pingyuan Army led by Xiao Muqing and Guan Yuanrang.

Since its establishment, the Pingyuan Army had always fought hard battles and had encountered all kinds of opponents. No matter how fierce and brave the Zhen Army was, it was no match for the Besa Army. The Pingyuan Army, which had fought with the Besa Army as if it was a daily routine, had long since stopped taking any opponent seriously. In addition, what made the Pingyuan Army more confident was that they had the "God of War" Guan Yuanrang on their side.

As the two sides officially came into contact, the coalition did not collapse as the Zhen Army had imagined. It not only withstood the Zhen Army's advance, but also pushed them back.

The attack of the Pingyuan Army soldiers was skillful and sharp, with both offensive and defensive capabilities. The heavy shield soldiers were at the forefront, firmly holding their own positions. The soldiers behind them held up their long halberds and spears and kept stabbing forward. In the chaos, crossbows would occasionally fly out of the Pingyuan Army camp and shoot at the top of the Zhen Army's head.

However, the Zhen Army soldiers were also extremely fierce. When they were in a passive situation, there was always a lack of people who were willing to die desperately. Countless soldiers could throw away their long weapons at critical moments, hold short knives in their mouths, and regardless of anything, they would hit the Pingyuan Army's heavy shields, and then climb to the top of the Pingyuan Army's head on the shields. Even if they were stabbed into a hornet's nest, they would try their best to chop off the heads of one or several Feng Army soldiers.

The battle between the two sides soon progressed to a white-hot level. When the Pingyuan Army advanced, the Zhen Army fought desperately. When the Pingyuan Army weakened, the Zhen Army began to counterattack and advance. The Pingyuan Army fought hard to resist and hold the opponent.

The soldiers of both sides fought back and forth, and the battle fell into a tough tug-of-war.

On the battlefield, the Zhen army did not lose the upper hand, but it did not gain the upper hand either. Such a situation was beyond Xu Bufan's expectations. He frowned and murmured, "What country is the coalition army on the opposite side from? Why is it so powerful?"

Gao Gang replied while watching the battle: "Looking at the uniforms, it looks like the Feng army. As for whether it is the Pingyuan army or the Tianying army, it is still unclear."

"Feng army? Humph!" Xu Bufan snorted coldly, nodded, and said, "Okay! It's better to fight the Feng army now than to fight the Feng army in Xitang!"

As he spoke, he took his Qiankun sword from the victory hook of the warhorse, and then shouted to the front: "Brothers in front, all give way to me, I will defeat the enemy myself!" As he spoke, he rushed out on his horse.

Hearing his shouting, the Zhen army soldiers in front dispersed to both sides like a tide, making way for him. Xu Bufan covered himself with spiritual armor, and transformed the Qiankun sword into spirit, rushed out of the main formation, and came directly to the center of the battle between the two armies.

At this point, his warhorse could no longer run forward, and the heavy shields held up by the Pingyuan Army were all in front of him.

Xu Bufan shouted: "Open!" At the same time, he swung the spiritual sword in his hand horizontally, and with a series of clicks, the three heavy shields in front of him were cut in two by his sword. The wind soldiers holding the shields were shocked and retreated one after another, falling into the crowd of the wind army. Looking at their hands, they were bleeding and their knuckles were all cracked.

Seeing that the enemy general was domineering, the wind army behind raised their crossbows and shot. The dense crossbow arrows nailed Xu Bufan's spiritual armor, clanging and sparks flying. Xu Bufan laughed twice, and the spiritual sword in his hand flashed with a rosy glow, and then the spiritual chaos wind was released.

Countless spiritual blades flew into the crowd of Feng Army, causing screams. Dozens of Feng Army soldiers were hit by them, their armor was shattered, and their bodies were covered with large and small bloody wounds.

After opening a gap in the Feng Army's formation, Xu Bufan rushed in, slashing with the spiritual knife in his hand continuously, and releasing spiritual martial arts skills from time to time. He was alone, but he caused chaos in the Feng Army camp.

As soon as the Feng Army was in chaos, the Zhen Army immediately seized the opportunity and took advantage of the situation to advance forward. Under the leadership of Xu Bufan, the Feng Army here was killed by the Zhen Army and retreated repeatedly. Looking at the entire battlefield, a big pit appeared on this side of the coalition camp.

Seeing that their disadvantage was about to affect the overall battle situation of the coalition, at this time, a general suddenly rushed out of the Feng Army camp. This person was burly, riding a white horse, wearing white armor, and holding a spiritual knife with blades on both sides and three tips in front. This person was not someone else, but Guan Yuanrang, who was known as the first fierce general of Feng Country.

"Zhen Gou, stop being so arrogant. Take my sword!" Before he finished shouting, the person arrived. The magic sword drew a long cold light in the air and swept straight towards Xu Bufan's neck.