Chapter 355

First Volume, Chapter 355: Kill a Hundredfold

Although a few lanterns hung in the city, visibility remained extremely low.

A dark sea of heads surged from the direction of the City Gate, shouting continuously: "Tianji Camp Guards are here!"

These Lin Family axe-wielding soldiers, though fierce, had never set foot on a battlefield—how could their psychological resilience compare to veteran Border Army troops?

They immediately panicked, morale nearly collapsing.

At that moment, rapid hoofbeats rang out.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhao Yuxiong rode alone into the fray, thrusting his spear with force, piercing straight through the chest of the nearest axe-wielding soldier.

The next instant, a scene that sent chills down every spine occurred.

Zhao Yuxiong did not rush to withdraw his spear; instead, he powered his right arm, using the spear to lift the dead soldier clean off the ground, then swung him hard—his corpse slammed into the crowd.

What monstrous strength!

As everyone froze, Zhao Yuxiong's thunderous roar rang out: "Kill without mercy!"

Mounted atop his warhorse, Zhao Yuxiong leveraged the spear's length, thrusting repeatedly, each strike claiming another life.

Seeing Zhao Yuxiong single-handedly slaughtering them while the axe-wielding soldiers stood paralyzed, Lin Xiansheng bellowed: "Are you all wooden statues? Only waiting to be butchered?"

At that moment, a massive, broad-shouldered giant charged toward Zhao Yuxiong, wielding a great axe.

"Son of the Ming Prince? Let me test your depth!"

Zhao Yuxiong glanced sideways, pulled his spear back, gripped its shaft midway, and swung hard—the three-foot blade, sharp on both sides, swept horizontally, beheading the giant instantly. Before the head hit the ground, the spear pierced through it, leaving the severed skull suspended in midair.

Thud!

The beheaded giant collapsed to the ground.

In that instant, chaos erupted completely.

Even Lin Xiansheng, the most composed among them, turned deathly pale.

That giant had been among the top two most valiant axe-wielding soldiers—yet against Zhao Yuxiong, he couldn't even withstand a single strike, beheaded in one thrust!

Is this the true power of the Longhu Army's Young Master?!

As the axe-wielding soldiers scattered in flight, Zhao Yuxiong spurred his warhorse, its piercing neigh echoing as he charged into the crowd. Those soldiers, utterly broken in will, could not stand against him alone—within mere instants, they lay dead, helmets and armor discarded.

Seeing defeat imminent, just as Lin Xiansheng sank into despair—

From the street behind, a flood of axe-wielding soldiers surged forth: reinforcements, having heard the battle and rushed from their other garrisons.

Lin Xiansheng rejoiced, pointing at Zhao Yuxiong, who charged like an unstoppable tide: "Quick! Charge! Once you close in, his warhorse can't build momentum—even if Zhao Yuxiong's martial skill is supreme, he'll only be butchered!"

Under Lin Xiansheng's command, ten plus axe-wielding soldiers advanced, shields raised toward Zhao Yuxiong.

Though during this advance, two axe-wielding soldiers, careless in formation, were struck through gaps in their shields by Zhao Yuxiong's spear and instantly disabled.

Yet the overwhelming majority reached Zhao Yuxiong's horse.

Lin Xiansheng shouted triumphantly: "That's it! The spear is deadly, but its wooden shaft is too long for close combat—just swing at Zhao Yuxiong directly! Even chop down his warhorse! Once he's off the mount, he's no threat!"

As the axe-wielding soldiers screamed and lunged at Zhao Yuxiong—

A thunderous crash rang out.

Boom!

The frontmost axe-wielding soldier, shield and all, flew backward.

With the force of impact, the shield cracked open into a massive fissure; the soldier's arm holding it was shattered outright, his scream echoing through the entire County City.

Before everyone could recover from shock, they saw a figure standing beneath Zhao Yuxiong's horse.

The man carried a bone club, grinning wildly: "If you can't even hold your shield steady, how can you fight? With strength like yours, you're not even fit to be a lowly soldier."

As he spoke, Li Lang suddenly widened his eyes.

He switched from one-handed grip to two.

The bone club's shaft exceeded three feet, its head a yellow apricot-sized iron ball, pitted with peanut-sized protrusions.

Li Lang gripped the shaft with both hands, channeling all his strength, swinging the club upward like a golf swing.

The instant the club struck the shield, it dented the metal into a horrifying depression—the soldier's arm trembled from the shock, his body staggering.

In that split-second lapse, the club swept sideways, striking the soldier's head.

Crack!

Against the club's impact, a human skull was as fragile as tofu—blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Li Lang pressed his advantage, targeting shielded axe-wielding soldiers: first smash the legs, then the heads.

Some higher-ranked axe-wielding soldiers tried to endure the blows with their armor—only to be struck.

The immense force pierced through the armor, shattering their internal organs, inflicting fatal internal injuries—death was merely a matter of time.

With Li Lang guarding his flank, Zhao Yuxiong could fight freely, his spear thrusting repeatedly, ruthlessly reaping lives.

Already, ten plus corpses lay around Zhao Yuxiong and Li Lang.

Li Lang smashed the axe-wielding soldier before him to death, laughing easily: "No wonder you're the Longhu Army's Young Master—your mounted combat skill rivals even veteran Border Army troops!"

Zhao Yuxiong's gaze remained calm as he speared an axe-wielding soldier attempting to sneak-attack Li Lang, saying gravely: "Son of the Ming Prince, your strength is unmatched—only you can wield this bone club to shatter Shield Soldiers. Had it not been for Brother Qin's arrival in Changping County, I'd never have witnessed the might of the Fuyun County Baron."

Facing an enemy a hundredfold their number, these two began praising each other!

Qin Feng, watching from the Window, muttered irritably: "Save your mutual flattery until after the battle."

Qin Feng intended to urge them to end the fight swiftly.

But not only Zhao Yuxiong and Li Lang heard him—Lin Xiansheng's attention was drawn as well.

Seeing Qin Feng lounging calmly at the Window, Lin Xiansheng flew into a rage, screaming: "Qin Feng Xiao'er! The blood feud between the Qin and Lin families is now sealed!"

"Men! Capture the leader by first killing the chief—kill Qin Feng first!"

Five or six axe-wielding soldiers immediately charged toward the Wine House where Qin Feng sat.

The instant they burst through the Door, they were flung backward—each struggled briefly before dying with hatred in their eyes.

Lin Xiansheng froze solid, staring blankly at the Door, when a dark shadow flashed within the pitch-black interior.

He squinted closely—and every drop of blood in his body turned cold halfway.

It was Jing Qianying!

As one of the Four Great Experts of the Capital, how could Lin Xiansheng not know the name of the Qin Family Fourth Miss?