Free Web NovelChapter 367: Chapter 178: Eight Forms of Breaking the Edge, Strategic Maneuvering (Part 4)
He tried it before, when the two horses crossed, he could consecutively thrust thirteen spears, each spear carrying the force through his entire body, shattering gold and breaking iron, demolishing stones and mountains as if it were a simple task.
However, this time was different. Since his spear technique reached Great Success, leading troops into battle, it was the first time he didn’t dare to charge forward, only wanting to steer his horse to dodge sideways.
A flash of darkness appeared before his eyes.
It was as if the entire sky lost its luster, the halberd blade, like lightning, was already slashing at his neck, even faster than his spear thrust by several times.
In the spiritual perception, that black long halberd, heavy and solid, even sliced through the air, with bursts of muffled thunderous sounds, yet as fast as a light sword being unsheathed, making one barely able to react.
"Frost."
Mei Yu was greatly shocked, only managing to channel Military Qi into the silver spear, revolving it into an arc, creating a sheet of solid ice and frost to block in front of him.
With a crisp bang, both he and his horse flew diagonally for three zhang, landed with a stumble, nearly falling to the ground.
Heart and mind interconnected.
The entire Military Array was drawn, five thousand men simultaneously shouted, Qi Mechanism blocked, so difficult it felt like spitting blood.
"This is [Flash of Cold Light]."
Chen Ping announced the name of the technique, the horse hooves lightly trotting, the cyan grass steed beneath him danced forward, facing towards the eight elite riders emerging from behind Mei Yu, the Heaven-Piercing Halberd in his hand transformed into numerous afterimages, sweeping past left and right.
The eight riderless horses roared past.
On the horseback, eight headless corpses slowly toppled.
Chen Ping said deeply again, "This is [Strategic Maneuvering]."
As the Baimei General’s spear failed, he was about to shrink back into the rear formation of the main army, riders like ants swarming from all directions, spears and crossbow arrows like rain.
He sneered coldly, urged his horse forward, his body surrounded by a hundred riders simultaneously shining with blood light.
In front of Chen Ping, with a booming sound, countless halberd shadows exploded, layers of halberd awning like waves surged forward, the Military Array moved like a swimming serpent.
Straight forward for more than fifty zhang.
No matter if it was Mei Yu’s long spear twisting a hundred turns in front to block and intercept, or countless weapons impacting, anything blocking in front was instantly rendered into shattered pieces, both man and horse, limbs and broken arms fell like rain towards all eight directions.
[Horse Trampling Camp]
The Breaking Blade Eight Techniques emphasize breaking.
Break mountains, break seas, break cities, defeat enemies.
No one dares to face its sharpness.
"Change array, charge forward..."
Chen Ping, caught in the killing fervor, with one move [Thousand Grinds and Ten Thousand Strikes], the black halberd in his hand bloomed like a furious flower, swinging towards all eight directions.
Behind him, two hundred riders crisscrossed and charged up, forming the Three Talents Military Array.
With himself, Sunx Yun, and Yuk Zhixian as the arrow point, charging on three sides, forming a triangle, locking the Baimei General within, and furthermore blocking the five thousand Plum Blossom Array on the outer perimeter.
Severing the Qi Mechanism, closing the door on the dog.
Mei Yu took another halberd strike, chest congested, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, face wan.
He realized that even when gathering five thousand Military Qi, it was hard to withstand the opponent’s immense force.
Especially the opponent’s unique halberd technique.
Within one halberd strike, conceal heavy impacts, entangling, vibrating, penetrating, and various strength, leaving one indecisive, always feeling a peculiar sense of using the wrong force.
’Could it be these five thousand cavalrymen combined their Qi just to gather nothingness?’
Mei Yu’s spirits dropped, the previous ambition and courage now vanished without a trace.
In front, the halberd images were like mountains, he even lost the ability to think, only knowing to block and block again, until exhausted, a sudden weight pressed on his shoulder, a large hand rested upon it.
Like a torrent, the heavy Gang Qi roared as it probed into Qi, blood, and bone marrow.
His body softened, not a bit of strength could be used.
Then, his vision blurred, his body lifted into the air, already hoisted entirely.
In his ear, he heard a loud shout, "Those who surrender won’t die."
Mei Yu’s eyes were vacant, watching the two hundred riders blossom like a lotus, his own five thousand Plum Blossom Array under his banner disintegrating, no longer an array.
Some fled frantically towards outside the city, some rushed about blindly, some fought to death and were killed on the spot.
Others fell off horses and begged to surrender.
Mei Yu struggled to lift his head, gazing far toward outside South City, seeing another cavalry unit like a torrent rushing out from one side of Youx Mountain, crashing straight into the over ten thousand Baimei Army outside the city.
Like a hot knife slicing through butter, within a few breaths, the army split in two.
Leading the charge was a female general, riding forward, wildly brandishing her sword, not encountering a single opponent.
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