Chapter 80: The Battle of the Crotch Horse

Looking at Feng Yi Yue, who was riding his warhorse and charging towards him, Lu Yuan also drove the horse under him and charged forward.

The two war horses quickly approached each other.

Both sides poured their strength into it, gripped their weapons tightly, and hit each other's head hard.

The crescent-shaped sword drew a silver light in the air.

The spear left a black afterimage.

"Ding~!" sound.

Silver and black collided together.

The crescent-shaped sword and the spear appeared.

Feeling the huge force coming from the spear, Feng Yi Yue's face changed drastically!

Such force!

I am not good enough!!
The spear slowly moved the crescent-shaped knife in his hand towards his head.

Feng Yiyue's old arms were bulging with blue veins. He poured all his strength into them, and his arms trembled slightly, barely able to stop the spear from pressing down.

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the force of the opponent's spear suddenly increased!
Feng Yi Yue's face changed drastically, he roared, and burst out with all his strength to block the black spear, then swept his crescent-shaped sword and slashed at the opponent's waist.

"Ding~!" sound.

Halfway through, he was blocked by a spear and was firmly stopped outside Lu Yuan's waist, unable to move forward at all.

Feng Yiyue knew that with this man's tremendous strength, he could no longer rely on brute force.

After the knife missed.

Sweep, chop, stab.

He hits the opponent again and again, and if he misses, he immediately uses the next move.

"Dang~!"

"Dang~!"

"Dang~!"

After a dozen breaths, both sides had already fought dozens of times.

Feng Yi Yue gritted his teeth once again, and tried his best to block the black spear. He then steed his warhorse and distanced himself from Lu Yuan.

At this moment, his chest was heaving violently, he was breathing heavily, and his tiger eyes were fixed on the commander of the Tianxing Army opposite him, who was shorter than him and did not look very strong. His heart was already in turmoil.

Before he came, he had already overestimated the other party.

But he still believed that with the crescent-shaped sword in his hand, he could chop off the opponent's head within ten moves.

But he didn't expect that he was wrong!

Big mistake!

This person's strength is beyond his imagination!
This person's reaction ability is equally terrifying!
He fought more than a hundred battles in his life, and defeated hundreds of generals.

Some are stronger than him, but most of them only have strength. In terms of reaction, speed, and fighting skills, they are far inferior to him.

He doesn't necessarily need to care too much.

No matter how strong the opponent is, he is still a flesh and blood body. As long as he cannot restrain himself, he can still accurately chop off the opponent's head with a crescent-shaped sword.

But he had never met anyone like the other person whose strength, reaction and speed were all impeccable!

After fighting with the opponent for dozens of rounds, he was not only at a disadvantage, but if he had not been experienced, he would have been stabbed by the opponent.

At this moment, he no longer dared to underestimate the enemy. Relying on the advantage of the warhorse under his feet, he caught his breath and recovered on the horse's back.

The sergeants, corporals, and soldiers behind Lu Yuan saw that their brigade commander had the upper hand.

Everyone cheered loudly:

"Master Brigade Commander, your majesty!!"

"Master Brigade Commander!! Invincible!!"

"Master Brigadier! Cut off this man's head!"

"Master, the commander-in-chief! You are truly a god descended from heaven!!"

Even Li Qi, looking at Lu Yuan, had a gleam in his eyes.

This brigade commander is really powerful!

Feng Yiyue was victorious in every battle and was considered a strong general in the entire Daqian army.

Such a powerful general who had experienced hundreds of battles was actually defeated by Lu Yuan!

Tian Xingjun, this time he has found a treasure!
The elite soldiers of the Zhenjun General had already surrounded these soldiers. At this moment, the old soldier with a gray beard looked at the Zhenjun General panting on his horse, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

My Lord, I am old after all.
If he were young, the master's strength would not be inferior to this bandit in the slightest.

Not to mention, he has already lost momentum after just a few dozen rounds.

Feeling somewhat worried, he stared at the master intently.

The master is determined to take revenge himself, but now it seems that it may not be easy.

At this time, the master still had the strength to fight again, so he couldn't intervene.

But if the master is at a disadvantage again, he will issue orders and send his elite soldiers to charge and rescue.

Lu Yuan held the spear with some ease, steered the horse, and approached Feng Yi Yue.

This old man is indeed very powerful.

Far stronger than Zhao Hu.

If I were to face the other party as I did when I killed Zhao Hu, it might be a bit troublesome.

But at this time, he had been full for more than ten days and had a strength of more than 500 pounds.

The whole thing is in its heyday.

With such strength, there is no way anyone can do anything to him.

Moreover, looking at the opponent's chest heaving after dozens of rounds, even if the opponent is of the same strength as himself, the same outcome will be achieved.

The horse under his crotch charged towards Feng Yiyue.

Fighting on the battlefield, even if the opponent is weaker than yours, you must never give him a chance to breathe.

This time, we will fight like a lion against a rabbit and defeat the enemy with one blow!
He rode his horse to charge, thrust his spear forward, and rushed towards Feng Yiyue.

Feng Yi Yue's chest heaved slightly at this moment. Seeing the opponent charging at him with a spear in hand, he dodged to the side, trying to avoid the spear.

However, he saw that the charge of the black spear was just a feint. In a flash, the opponent raised the spear high with both hands and smashed it down suddenly.

Feng Yiyue glared at Hu.

Looking at the afterimage that turned into black light and fell down, how could he not know that this shot must have a tremendous force.

He may not be able to take it, so he has to hide!
But at this moment, he moved his body to the side, and the opponent had already appeared in front of him. The black light hit him, and he had no way to avoid it.

He could only tense all his muscles, hold the crescent-shaped sword horizontally, and block the black light.

“Ding~!!”.

With a loud bang, the crescent-shaped sword seemed to block the falling spear.

But at this moment, Feng Yi Yue only felt the pain in the muscles in his hands as if they were torn apart.

Want to lift the spear.

But the spear did not continue to be pressed down, but was raised high again.

It crashed down again.

Feng Yiyue's posture did not change, still holding the crescent-shaped sword horizontally to block.

"Ding~!" sound.

The spear hit the crescent-shaped sword again.

Feng Yi Yue's hand holding the crescent-shaped blade suddenly sank downward.

His arms could no longer bear the force and his muscles tore.

The force was not completely unloaded and was transmitted to the warhorse under his crotch.

“Chiu~!!”.

The warhorse under his crotch could not bear the pressure at all, and its legs bent and it stumbled to the ground.

Feng Yi Yue was thrown off his horse.

But he was experienced in combat, and he took advantage of the momentum of the fall to sweep with his crescent-shaped sword, breaking the leg bones of the horse under Lu Yuan's feet.

Seeing that he could no longer stay on the horse, Lu Yuan jumped off and stabbed Feng Yiyue in the face with his spear.

Feng Yi Yue rolled on the ground awkwardly several times, avoiding the spear that was stabbing at his face.

At this moment, the old soldier with gray beard roared:
"Rescue the general! Kill the bandits!!"

Riding on a horse, he led the soldiers behind him and rushed towards the place where Feng Yiyue and Lu Yuan were fighting.

(End of this chapter)