Translator: Ink Hub
Editor: Yoog

Hooves thundered as every man leaned low over his mount.

They followed their daily drills, gradually forming five lines of battle with ten men per row. They constantly adjusted the speed of their horses’ charge, ensuring everyone remained on a single horizontal line.

A cavalry formation of only fifty men looked incredibly fragile, appearing tiny upon the vast battlefield.

The Qiang soldiers currently engaged in combat did not take them seriously at all. They merely detached forty or fifty riders to meet Luo Yu. These cavalrymen moved in small groups of three or five, brandishing their scimitars wantonly. Their arrogant roars echoed in everyone’s ears, enough to make one’s heart skip a beat.

In the past, when the Qiang roared like this, it meant the Qian army was about to face a brutal massacre.

“Do not panic!”

Luo Yu’s expression was solemn as he barked a cold command, “Just do exactly as we practiced in training. Follow me and charge!”

Every man adjusted his breathing. As they watched the Qiang soldiers draw closer, they began to slowly raise their long spears. Arms braced, their muscles bulging with gathered strength.

Positioned at the very front of the formation, Luo Yu could clearly see the faces of the opposing cavalry. Their ferocious expressions were smeared with disdain.

“Kill!”

Luo Yu’s gaze turned utterly cold in that instant. A long spear thrust out violently, fast as a bolt of lightning. The opposing Qiang rider didn’t even have time to see the movement of the spear before he was struck.

Puchi!

The spear transfixed the man’s chest, and blood sprayed out.

The soldiers behind him roared in unison, every man leveling his spear to charge the line.

One spear after another thrust out savagely. Their spearwork wasn’t flashy in the slightest; it was nothing more than speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

The most conspicuous was undoubtedly the burly Meng Hu. This fellow was no longer the green recruit with poor horsemanship from a short while ago. Relying on his terrifying strength, he actually maintained his charge after skewering a Qiang rider, the corpse stuck on his weapon. The spear tip, having burst through the first body, proceeded to impale the chest of a second Qiang soldier behind the first.

Two lives with one spear, skewered like meat on a spit.

It was a display of peerless arm strength.

“Brother Meng, what a fine spear! Watch mine!

“Hah!”

Lu Qingyun, positioned to one side, refused to be outdone. With a cold expression, he likewise cut down a Qiang rider on the spot, drawing a loud laugh from Meng Hu.

“You’re pretty capable yourself, kid! Let’s kill our way through another circle!”

The soldiers discovered that the moves Luo Yu taught them were truly effective. As long as they were fast, accurate, and ruthless, they would definitely kill the enemy!

The dozens of Qiang soldiers were caught completely off guard. One after another, they were skewered and knocked off their horses. Just as Luo Yu had said, the orderliness of a cavalry formation largely determined the direction of a battle. The Qiang soldiers, who hadn’t taken them seriously, had been overconfident and suffered a crushing defeat.

The fifty riders swept through in a single charge, actually slaying half of the Qiang detachment.

The eyes of both friend and foe alike bulged in shock. Any expert who had fought in cavalry battles knew that the strength of this unit could not be underestimated. They were absolutely not a disorganized rabble.

Kong Xian was incredibly surprised, his eyes flickering with intensity. What a powerful cavalry unit. He actually managed to train such a force in such a short amount of time.

A true talent.

Jun Yi was also stunned, clicking his tongue in wonder. “General Kong truly has a good eye. I fear you are about to add another fierce general to your command.”

He was incredibly envious. If only such a person served under him.

After crushing the small Qiang squad, Luo Yu did not linger to fight. He charged straight ahead, slamming into the main battlefield from the flank and forcibly tearing a hole in the enemy lines.

At that moment, Xiao Shaoyou was leading his troops in a fierce melee. He was covered in blood and gasping for breath, having already lost many men. Seeing Luo Yu charge in, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Dammit, you finally showed up. Otherwise, I really would have died here today. Consider that life you owed me repaid.”

“What time do you think it is to be saying such things?”

Luo Yu thrust his spear backward, knocking a Qiang rider off his horse. “Together, we repel the Qiang!”

“Good!”

The reinforcement of a mere fifty men revitalized the morale of the Qiang army. The two sides joined forces and began slaughtering in all directions, gradually showing a trend of overwhelming the Qiang soldiers.

“Bastard! A brat whose mother’s milk hasn’t even dried yet dares to offend the heavenly might of my Great Qiang!”

Chahamu’s eyes went wide with rage. He leveled his spear and charged at Luo Yu, swinging the heavy shaft horizontally, aiming directly for Luo Yu’s waist and abdomen.

Clang!

Luo Yu blocked with his own spear, not giving an inch in the head-on clash.

His arm went numb. Chahamu’s expression grew much more serious. Before he could make another move, Luo Yu flicked his spear in a counter-parry, thrusting toward Chahamu’s head through the opening in the center of their weapons.

Chahamu’s gaze shifted slightly. He tilted his head to dodge the spear tip, but the force of the exchange left his body swaying. He nearly toppled over from his horse.

“Good lad, fine spearwork. Who are you?”

“Luo Yu!”

“You are Luo Yu?”

Chahamu began to grin hideously. “The general said there is a bounty for your head. I didn’t expect my luck to be so good that I’d run into you.”

“It remains to be seen who will win or lose!”

Luo Yu’s gaze was sharp and cold. He thrust his spear repeatedly. The two men exchanged over a dozen moves on horseback. The more they fought, the deeper Chahamu’s shock became. Luo Yu’s strength seemed inexhaustible, and his moves grew increasingly savage. Chahamu was reaching the point where he could barely parry the blows.

In just that short span of time, Xiao Shaoyou had already begun a full-scale counterattack with his troops. Many of Chahamu’s subordinates had already fallen in battle, and the rapid deterioration of the situation made him increasingly anxious.

“Dammit, don’t tell me I can’t even handle a green recruit!”

Chahamu was enraged. He used every ounce of his strength to swing his spear, the tip pointing straight for Luo Yu’s head. Luo Yu sidestepped the attack and reached out, firmly grasping the spear shaft. No matter how hard Chahamu pulled, he couldn’t break free in the slightest.

Chi!

Luo Yu took advantage of the opening to jab his own spear tip forward, steadily striking Chahamu’s shoulder. Intense pain instantly flooded Chahamu’s body. He gasped for air in large gulps as blood quickly stained his entire shoulder red.

“Die, you piece of filth!”

Having landed a successful strike, how could Luo Yu pass up such a perfect opportunity to kick a man while he was down?

Under Chahamu’s helpless and despairing gaze, Luo Yu hung his spear and drew his blade. With a horizontal sweep, the blade slit Chahamu’s throat, sending a massive spray of crimson blood into the air.

The entire battlefield fell silent. Everyone was dumbfounded.

A recruit centurion had actually slain a Qiang thousand-man centurion in single combat.

Watching from a distance, Wanyan Chang’s heart trembled. He clenched his fists tightly. “Dammit, useless waste!”

Xiao Shaoyou felt incredibly exhilarated and roared at the top of his lungs, “Brothers, kill!”

With a head rolling on the ground and their commander dead, the remaining Qiang soldiers had no desire to stay and fight. They turned and fled. Conversely, the Qian army’s morale was like a rising rainbow. They gave chase with all their might, and the surviving Qiang soldiers had to fight desperately just to escape back to their main formation.

The entire field was deathly quiet. Soldiers from both sides looked toward that squad of cavalry standing proudly.

“We won!”

A burst of cheering erupted from the city walls. The gazes of countless people toward Luo Yu grew increasingly respectful.

Firing two arrows from the city walls last time had boosted morale, but it hadn’t been a true clash of cold steel. This time, he had led cavalry into battle, charged to the front lines, and slain a Qiang thousand-man centurion.

To them, this was a magnificent victory!

Amid the sky-shaking cheers, Luo Yu’s expression remained indifferent. He rode his horse forward and used his long spear to hoist Chahamu’s head, thrusting it violently into the ground before the enemy lines. Blood scattered in the wind.

He was offering a sacrifice to the comrades who had just been brutally murdered before the formation.

“Good lad.”

Wanyan Chang’s gaze gradually turned dark. “This boy… must die!”

Translator’s Note: Talk about a “main character moment”! Luo Yu just went from “that kid who can shoot a bow” to “the guy who just soloed a thousand-man centurion.” The contrast between his disciplined training and the chaotic Qiang style really paid off here. Also, Meng Hu skewering two guys like a human kebab? That’s some serious strength. Do you think Luo Yu’s move to display the head was a bit too cold or exactly what the troops needed to see?

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