klisemfg Chapter 391 The news of the defeat at Yunzhou Camp has arrived; Lu Ting'en makes a desperate ga
Chapter 391 The news of the defeat at Yunzhou Camp has arrived; Lu Ting'en makes a desperate ga
Early morning of the Yin hour.
At dawn, we drove our four horses and leisurely drove out of Wupan.
Two cliffs clash on either side of Erhai Lake, while the red sun rises over Cangshan Mountain.
As dawn breaks, the sunlight shines on the majestic, towering snow-capped peaks of Cangshan Mountain, creating a breathtaking scene reminiscent of the sun illuminating the mountains in gold.
But Lu Ting'en had no time to appreciate the magnificent scenery of Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake. He kept waving his whip in his hand, and his warhorse neighed as it charged towards Xiaguan City.
As they drew closer to the west gate, strangely, there wasn't a single person in sight outside.
Lu Ting'en narrowed his eyes slightly, the outline of the entire Xiaguan city reflected in his brown pupils.
Throughout his life, he conquered many cities, some with fortified defenses, some with numerous barricades, and some with towering city walls.
This city of Xiaguan was so inconspicuous among the cities he had conquered. The city walls were no more than two zhang high, and the area outside the city was wide and flat, without even a decent moat.
Not to mention defensive siege weapons such as ballistae, boulders, rolling logs, and caltrops.
As the warhorse galloped, Lu Ting'en gradually made out several moving figures on the city wall.
Those were Luo's cousins and several members of the city lord's mansion. They held their weapons and silently watched Lu Ting'en's surging Divine Steed Camp cavalry.
"The Jumping Army and the Left and Right Guards together number two thousand four or five hundred men, so why couldn't they even capture a single city gate? Even highly skilled martial artists would find it difficult to survive amidst a thousand troops..."
Lu Ting'en inwardly grumbled. Having been in the military camp for many years, most of the enemies he had fought against were invading enemies or some rebellious barbarian tribes in Yunzhou.
Even martial artists at the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm had never seen such a thing before.
On the city wall, the Luo brothers looked at the banners of the Yunzhou army fluttering in the wind, still feeling somewhat uneasy.
"Cousin, are you sure you want to go head-to-head with them? Young Master Wen isn't in Ximen. There's no way we can stand up to these cavalry!"
Luo Baicheng's eyes flickered, and Luo Mingzhe could clearly hear a hint of fear in his tone.
"Hmm... the few of us really can't stop these cavalry, and that armored general in front doesn't look like a tough opponent."
Luo Baicheng moved closer to Luo Mingzhe and asked with a wry smile, "Then what should we do? Are we going to wait for the City Lord or Young Master Wen to come to our aid?"
No sooner had Luo Baicheng finished speaking than a muffled thud was heard from the top of the city tower, followed by several broken blue tiles falling down in a flurry.
"Who?!"
Luo Mingzhe drew his short sword from his waist with a clang and looked warily toward the rooftop.
As soon as he looked up, a pair of large hands pressed down on his shoulders. Luo Baicheng also looked up, and there was a gust of wind behind him. Then he received a light but not heavy kick to his butt.
"You brat, what are you muttering about?"
Only then did Luo Mingzhe realize that the two brothers' uncles, Luo Fengzhong and Luo Nianse, were the guardians of the sixteenth floor of the City Lord's Pavilion, who were flying down from the top of the city tower!
"Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle?!"
The Luo brothers spoke in unison, their faces, which had just been filled with worry, now beaming with joy.
The members of the City Lord's Pavilion behind them also bowed to Luo Nianse and his companion, saying, "Greetings, Senior Luo!"
Luo Nianse nodded to a few disciples, then reached out and pinched Luo Baicheng's cheek, praising him:
"Good lad, I heard that you and your cousin guarded the west gate and repelled several waves of Yunzhou border troops. Not bad, not bad... Our Luo family's younger generation has finally not disgraced the ancestors."
Luo Fengzhong was not good with words, so he simply nodded to Luo Mingzhe and squeezed out a definite "hmm" from his throat.
Upon seeing their two uncles, the Luo brothers immediately felt relieved. Luo Mingzhe sheathed his short sword and pointed to the Yunzhou cavalry that were rapidly approaching from a mile away, saying:
"Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle, the Yunzhou army that came earlier was just a preliminary step; these iron cavalry that have arrived now are their main force!"
Luo Baicheng chimed in, "Judging from their formation, they have at least four or five thousand men. Second Uncle, Fourth Uncle, how should we fight them? Should we take the initiative and rout them?"
Luo Nianse rubbed his bald head and looked at his reckless nephew with some helplessness: "Nonsense! Do you think your second uncle is some monster like Li Changsheng, capable of fighting ten thousand people?"
Luo Fengzhong snorted, "A thousand infantrymen, not bad! Five thousand cavalry, no way!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Baicheng's newly risen spirits immediately deflated: "Then... then the two uncles' trip was for nothing, wasn't it?"
"We can't win a fight, and we definitely can't run away. Are we going to have this branch of the Luo family wiped out here today?"
"Snapped!"
Luo Nianse struck with lightning speed, giving the outspoken Luo Baicheng a sharp rap on the head.
Luo Baicheng cried out in pain, taking a few steps back. "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Second Uncle, why did you hit my head?"
Luo Nianse rolled her eyes at her nephew and turned to the approaching cavalry: "Enough nonsense. Since we've come out to meet the enemy, we certainly won't let you two brats get hurt in the slightest!"
"Fourth brother, prepare to meet the enemy!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Fengzhong roared angrily, stretching out his arms and a gust of wind immediately appeared behind him.
Luo Nianse turned to look at the two brothers and said jokingly, "Tell the Tongtian Pavilion kitchen that they don't need to save dinner for us two tonight!"
Luo Mingzhe and Luo Baicheng: "Huh? (⊙_⊙)?"
After saying this, the Luo brothers leaped down from the city tower and stood in front of the city gate like two deities.
Lu Ting'en had obviously already seen the two people flying down from the city gate. Without hesitation, he put away his whip, bent down and pulled the carved bow from behind his back, and casually drew a white-feathered long arrow from his quiver.
The carving on the bow and arrow, depicting someone riding a horse, is thick and ancient; to draw it would require at least three stones of strength.
But Lu Ting'en's right arm arched like a full moon, and with a quick glance, the arrow pointed directly at the burly Luo Fengzhong.
"Whoosh!"
The arrows pierced the wind and shot away!
At that moment, the cavalry was only about 140 or 150 paces from the city gate. The arrows were almost upon them. Lu Ting'en put away his carved bow, ready to witness Luo Fengzhong being struck by an arrow, but unexpectedly—
"Humph!"
Luo Fengzhong's eyes widened in anger, and as he clasped his arms together, his true energy burst forth and coalesced into a pale golden martial spirit!
"nail!"
The arrow that shot towards Luo Fengzhong was less than a foot away. The sharp arrowheads seemed to hit cast iron, and they broke into pieces in an instant!
"impossible!"
Lu Ting'en stared in astonishment at the shattered arrow that had fallen to the ground. He had no idea that Luo Fengzhong had already entered the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm ten years ago.
Coupled with his formidable external martial arts skills, especially his strong protective qi, this small arrow could not harm him in the slightest.
The captain of the personal guard following behind Lu Ting'en also witnessed everything that had just happened. He reined in his horse and caught up with his commander: "General, these two seem to have some skills. I think we should send our men with lances to launch a close-range attack. Ordinary bows and crossbows won't be able to break through their weak points!"
Lu Ting'en's expression was stern: "You will all follow me into battle. I refuse to believe that our four thousand Divine Steeds Battalion cannot defeat these two old bastards!"
Upon hearing this, the captain of the personal guard, holding his spear in one hand, freed the other to draw a command flag from his waist and unfurl it in the wind: "By order of the commander-in-chief, all troops, charge!"
"kill!!"
The cavalry behind them simultaneously spurred their horses, raised their spears and lances, and charged straight at the Luo Nianse brothers!
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