Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 370: Chapter 179: Breakthrough on the Eve of Battle, Decisive Duel (Part 3)

In this case, it can be useful.

Facing the enemy’s Innate expert, he can fight a hundred or eighty moves.

Then, give him this opportunity.

Weichi was arranged to handle the follow-up affairs in Yuanxi County.

Chen Ping no longer paid attention to the matters in the city and shouted loudly: "The rest of you, form up, and follow me to kill the enemy."

"Yes..."

The scattered two hundred cavalry regrouped.

The Qi Mechanism surged like a torch straight into the sky...

After going through a genuine bloody battle, all of them were transformed.

Nothing trains people more than going through an experience between life and death.

If this two hundred cavalry were previously just leisurely disciples in the mountains and timid citizens in the city, now they were qualified soldiers.

Their pale faces and fierce eyes proved that, whether male or female, they were now at the juncture of spiritual upheaval and ideological transformation.

As long as they survive this battle.

In a short time, anyone would be qualified to become a competent leader.

This includes Xiaoyangtao.

The little girl reached the early Silver Body stage, considered average among the two hundred, but she was the youngest and her temperament was the most gentle.

While leading the battle, Chen Ping also had the energy to notice each person’s performance behind him.

He found that the little girl started timidly, just following the crowd in her moves.

Gradually, she became bolder, slaying quite a few enemy cavalry.

However, she was vomiting, nauseatingly, while riding and fighting.

In the middle of battle, she cried.

Wiped her tears and continued fighting.

Until now, though her complexion was still pale and bloodless, at least her hands no longer trembled, and her gaze became sharp.

In a short time, she seemed to have become a different person.

This situation was not only hers.

Many others were similar.

These rookies quickly transformed into a qualified blade.

If these two hundred were suddenly tempered.

Then.

The five thousand led by Han Xiaoru was grinding the blade.

Grinding blade by blade, as iron filings gradually receded, the edge was revealed.

...

When Chen Ping led the soldiers out of the city on horseback.

Han Xiaoru had already circled around, regrouping troops, forming the One-Character Soaring Snake Array, wielding the Three-Pointed Double-Bladed Saber, and the white horse galloped beneath her.

Wielding the long saber like a mass of silver light, she charged head-on against Cangsong Cavalry under Yu Zihan’s command.

Both sides had the same idea, first suppressing the horse’s speed, slowly advancing, then recovering strength, gathering Qi, and raising both sabers.

Boom...

The long saber in Han Xiaoru’s hand flipped up and down, spilling rain, using saber techniques and sword techniques, like a giant porcupine shimmering with silver light, clashing loudly, fighting eighteen saber strikes against Cangsong General Yu Hanshan.

Sparks flew, Qi waves rolled, she sank her figure, her whole body turned blood red, her delicately white face shimmered as if ablaze, and she cried out, a half-foot gold light shot up from the top of her head.

The narrow-edged long blade aiming for her neck whistled, was deflected by the rotating Three-Pointed Double-Bladed Saber in her hand, her momentum surged crazily, starlight faintly on her head, then she wielded nine consecutive saber strikes, slashing Yu Hanshan staggered three steps, the two horses crossed each other.

"Good..."

Chen Ping took a long breath, watching the Little Cyan Bird soar into the air again, his palm felt moist.

The Little Cyan Bird rested well, able to grow big again, possessing a power strike.

Afterward, it would be weak for a long time.

But he truly didn’t want to expose the fact that the Little Cyan Bird could attack, with extremely strong spirituality, in front of people.

Han Xiaoru could handle it by herself, breaking through in front of the array, which was naturally better.

No need for him to rescue.

This saber would become sharper, stronger the more it was honed.

She just confronted Cangsong General head-on, fighting in life and death, with Silver Body Realm Perfection cultivation, fiercely battling the Late-Stage Innate opponent’s Pine Wave Saber Technique.

In the turbulent waves of True Qi, encountering enemy lesser, her Primordial Technique cultivation realm originally required one or two more days to break through, suddenly broke the bottleneck, directly stepping into the Innate, training the Primordial Golden Body.

As her strength surged, her saber techniques also advanced greatly, in a short period, she forcefully resisted Yu Zihan’s Pine Wave Saber Technique.

Not falling into a disadvantage.

Chen Ping was still far away, two hundred men like an arrow, charging into the raging flames.

Facing dense arrow rain.

Already engaged with the first wave of Vermilion Bird Cavalry’s assault.

This ten-thousand-cavalry army shared the same intent, advancing and retreating, splitting open a gap, locking Chen Ping’s two hundred cavalry within, countless cavalry surged like tides, waves upon waves.

Killed one batch, another batch came, seemingly never-ending.

Killed until the two hundred were all red in armor, barely recognizing their position, just following Chen Ping in galloping and fighting, surrounded on all sides by enemies, hardly seeing the enemy’s main general.

All at once, feeling an immense mountain-like pressure welled up in the heart.

A sense of helplessness couldn’t be dispelled.

...

On another side, Han Xiaoru and Yu Hanshan, both cavalry faced each other’s sharp wave of crossbow arrows shooting past each other, both main generals went through life and death, breaking into cold sweats on their backs.

And behind them, five thousand cavalry against eight thousand cavalry, clattering down two to three hundred horses, weapons wildly dancing, some couldn’t react in time, were slain getting shot from their horses.

More just after scoring, got slayed on the spot by a stabbing weapon from the side.

Of course, more were heavily injured, unable to sit steadily, fell to the ground, trampled into pulp by iron hooves.