Translator: Ink Hub
Editor: Yoog

The fifty elite riders were like a sharp blade, hammering ruthlessly into the Qiang cavalry formation.

Luo Yu took the lead. With a single thrust of his spear, he impaled a Qiang squad leader. To his left and right, Dong Chuan and Lu Qingyun charged with eyes wide in rage, their spears striking like dragons as they, too, claimed lives. Everyone fought with desperate courage, catching the Qiang soldiers, whose attention had been entirely fixed on the east, completely off guard.

Luo Yu could already see the “Wanyan” general’s flag in the distance, and the fierce light in his eyes grew even more intense.

“Stop them! Quickly!”

“Protect the general! All of you, move!”

The Qiang soldiers turned one after another to meet the attack, their roars echoing through the storm. The two sides collided in a chaotic melee, blood splashing continuously through the heavy curtain of rain.

“A mere few dozen riders dare to penetrate deep into my Great Qiang formation? Such arrogance!”

As the battle raged, the Qiang soldiers began to discern the true strength of the Qian army. Two hundred riders swarmed forward, desperately trying to encircle and annihilate this isolated force. The fighting grew increasingly tragic.

Four or five fierce soldiers simultaneously surrounded Lu Qingyun. Their spears lunged repeatedly, filling the air with killing intent. Lu Qingyun took a spear strike directly to his shoulder just so he could counter-thrust and kill two of them. Blood instantly soaked half of his body.

The man born of the Slave Court did not even knit his brows. He let out a roar as he surged forward.

“Kill the bandits! Brothers, kill them all!”

Then there was Dong Chuan. His spear snapped into two pieces after impaling two Qiang riders in succession. Without hesitation, he drew his blade and continued the slaughter.

Everyone knew that this was the closest they would ever get to victory. They had to reach Wanyan Chang’s side regardless of the cost. It was this suicidal fighting style that forcibly tore a gap through the Qiang defensive line, bringing them closer and closer to that general’s flag.

“Qian army brat, get past me first!”

Wanyan Chang’s personal guard, a commandant, spurred his horse forward to block Luo Yu. With a flick of his wrist, he thrust his spear. Luo Yu leaned to the side, narrowly avoiding the spear tip while simultaneously sweeping his own spear shaft around his waist in a heavy horizontal strike.

Bang!

The shaft slammed directly into the Qiang commandant’s back. Bone cracked slightly, and a wave of sharp pain surged through his body. A flicker of terror appeared in the man’s eyes. He forced himself to endure the pain and raised his spear to strike again, only to find that the tip of Luo Yu’s spear had already arrived like a ghost.

What fast reactions!

The Qiang commandant was horrified. He frantically tilted his head to block, but he was still a beat too slow. The spear pierced his throat, killing him on the spot.

Seeing a fierce enemy slain in the blink of an eye, Dong Chuan, Lu Qingyun, and the others grew even more invigorated. They followed Luo Yu in a desperate charge. These fifty riders somehow projected the momentum of five hundred, looking as if they might swallow the Qiang soldiers whole in a single breath.

“A pack of useless trash!”

Having witnessed his confidant being killed, Wanyan Chang’s face turned ice-cold. He snatched a long spear from a guard and spurred his horse forward. With a single savage thrust, he impaled a stray Qian soldier and knocked him off his mount.

“Ha!”

Just as he unhorsed the soldier, a spear lunged at him from the side. Wanyan Chang was quick. He parried the strike in midair. After a fierce clash of strength, both men swayed unsteadily.

“You are Luo Yu?”

This was the first time Wanyan Chang had seen Luo Yu at close range. The young face surprised him.

“You’re Wanyan Chang, I presume,” Luo Yu said coldly. “I heard you’ve tried to kill me several times, but unfortunately, you failed every time.”

“You certainly have a stubborn life, boy,” Wanyan Chang sneered. “What, you think you can stage a desperate counterattack with such a pitiful number of men? You overestimate yourself.”

“It’s not a desperate counterattack.”

Luo Yu leveled his spear in front of him. “The victory is already in my grasp!”

“Hahaha, what a big mouth!”

Wanyan Chang could not help but laugh out loud. “Since when did a green recruit of the Qian army have such lofty ambitions? You truly surprise this General. In a moment, I will hang your head upon the walls of Yunyang Pass, so you can watch my Great Qiang cavalry enter the city!”

“I am a green recruit.”

Luo Yu’s gaze was sharp and cold. “That is why I can only use your head to climb the ranks!”

He had to complete the Five-Year Pact, he had to avenge the elders and neighbors of the city, and, more importantly, he had to survive. Therefore, he had to kill Wanyan Chang today!

“Arrogant! Take this!”

Wanyan Chang let out a cold laugh. His spear suddenly shook, the tip cutting through the rain to pierce toward Luo Yu’s chest. Luo Yu’s pupils constricted. He shifted his body slightly, letting the spear tip graze past the breastplate of his armor. Taking advantage of the momentum, he flicked his own spear, the shaft turning in midair to sweep toward Wanyan Chang’s waist.

Wanyan Chang’s reactions were incredibly fast. He sank his weight low into his saddle and swept his spear horizontally, forcibly blocking Luo Yu’s offensive. The two spears collided in the air, the impact numbing both men’s arms.

He actually has some skill.

Wanyan Chang was slightly surprised. He clearly had not expected Luo Yu’s strength to be so formidable.

“But this alone is not enough to kill me!”

Wanyan Chang roared and attacked again. The spear tip danced around Luo Yu’s sides, closing in step by step. He was, after all, a veteran Qiang general. Luo Yu, who lacked extensive experience in mounted combat, gradually fell into a disadvantage. After a dozen or so fierce exchanges, Wanyan Chang caught an opening and delivered a lateral strike that slashed Luo Yu’s shoulder. Blood quickly dyed his robes red.

“I told you, you don’t have the ability to kill me.”

Wanyan Chang, now holding the absolute advantage, gave a sinister laugh. He thrust his spear with all his might. The spear shadow was like a dragon, its powerful force snapping the shaft of the spear in Luo Yu’s hands into two pieces. Now, Luo Yu was truly empty-handed.

“I’ll tell you something. Over the years, I’ve seen too many newborn calves on the battlefield. Every one of them thinks they are a heaven-sent talent. In reality, these people eventually become nothing more than a pile of white bones in the yellow sands! Today, I will teach you that the battlefield is no place for the likes of you!”

Wanyan Chang unleashed his killing move. He reversed his spear tip, thrusting it diagonally toward Luo Yu’s throat. Such a ferocious assault was a guaranteed kill against an unarmed opponent like Luo Yu.

Luo Yu suddenly jerked his head. The spear tip slid past his cheek. His right hand flipped, and Breaking Dawn appeared. With lightning speed, he lunged straight forward, letting out a savage roar.

“The one who will become a pile of bones is you!”

Puchi!

The dagger buried itself firmly into Wanyan Chang’s chest, almost the entire blade disappearing into his body.

Wanyan Chang stared blankly downward, looking at the broken spear shaft in disbelief.

“You… you…”

Plop.

His sturdy body slid off his horse, splashing into a pool of bloody water.

Luo Yu dismounted and picked up a scimitar from the ground. He walked toward Wanyan Chang step by step, looking down with icy eyes.

Wanyan Chang spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his eyes filled with despair. He never imagined in his wildest dreams that he would die at the hands of this nameless nobody.

Luo Yu took a deep breath and slowly raised the scimitar.

“General Wanyan, I’ll be borrowing your head!”

* * *

“Kill!”

“Slaughter the Qiang army! Yunyang Pass belongs to our Great Qian!”

“Brothers, fight them to the end! Kill!”

The roars still echoed over Yunyang Pass. The rain was growing heavier, making it difficult for anyone to keep their eyes open. Thousands of soldiers from both sides were locked in a life-and-death struggle amid the mud and blood.

A troop of cavalry crashed through the city gates, charging all the way into the west gate. They scattered the Qiang soldiers blocking the entrance. The Qiang were shocked. Why would cavalry be charging from behind them at a time like this?

This group of riders was covered in blood from head to toe. Most were wounded, yet a sky-piercing killing intent swirled around them.

The man at the lead held a spear in one hand, the tip thrust high into the air. A bloody severed head was impaled upon the very tip.

“Wanyan Chang is dead! Why have you not surrendered!”

Luo Yu’s voice echoed through the rainy night like a clap of thunder, shattering the morale of the Qiang soldiers. Their commander had already become a headless ghost.

“Those who dare enter Yunyang Pass shall be executed without mercy!”

“Kill!”

The rainy night of Yunyang was silent,

A hundred riders in bloodied clothes return to the border city.

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