Chapter 65 Battle of the Wasteland
Chapter 65 Battle of the Wasteland
"General, are we going back?"
Upon seeing Zhou Hongling approach, Lu Yuan stepped forward and inquired.
The other party, however, asked with a serious expression, "The Marquis has ordered the dispatch of a scout team to investigate the movements of the main Northern Barbarian force. I recommended you. How many men are you prepared to take?"
"Let's just have a hundred men. Being scouts isn't like starting a war. Bringing too many won't be very useful and will only make us more likely to be exposed," Lu Yuan said.
Zhou Hongling nodded: "If we succeed this time, you will get 1,000 merit points, and each of your subordinates will get 100 points. The merit points will be calculated at three times the number of people, and you will also receive rare and precious treasures used in the Refining Stage."
However, this journey is also very dangerous. The Marquis's border guards have already suffered three waves of casualties, and the opponent is the Golden-Armed Iron Falcon. Are you confident?
"Military orders are absolute, I'm willing to give it a try." Lu Yuan said without hesitation.
Now that we're on the battlefield, the natural thing to do is to compete for credit.
This place is bound to be dangerous. Even the Marquis of Jiu Sai and the Marquis of Yun Du, who is in charge of the central army, are not immune to danger.
"Alright, let's go back and prepare. We'll set off today. This matter is extremely urgent; success would be a great achievement."
"Yes, sir!"
After responding, Lu Yuan leaped onto his warhorse and headed towards his own camp.
Meanwhile, Helian Shang's messenger also hurriedly returned to camp, clearly to gather more men.
Zhou Hongling watched Lu Yuan leave until his figure disappeared before turning back to the Nine Marquis's tent.
At this point, food and drinks had already been laid out inside.
The rest of the Zhenjiang and the captains also arrived. The military families of the imperial city looked at Zhou Hongling with a provocative glint in their eyes.
They were determined to get the credit this time as well.
The Marquis of Jiu Sai, who was at the head of the table, naturally knew about the bet that had just taken place outside the tent, but he did not show any other expression on his face, which was what he wanted to see.
He will not stop any competition as long as it is positive.
As a commander, he had only one goal: to complete the mission.
"Everyone, please sit down. Now we'll wait here for news to come back. Have your various battalions begun to align themselves?"
"Reporting to the Marquis, the order has already been given, and he will definitely be able to come tonight," Zhou Hongling said immediately.
Other town leaders also expressed their views.
Then, at the gesture of the Marquis of Jiu Sai, he sat down.
Meanwhile, Lu Yuan had already returned to their camp. He glanced at Wei Yong and the others who came to greet him and said, "Notify all the old brothers to assemble and tell them to bring enough dry rations. We have a mission."
"Yes, sir!"
Wei Yong responded and left.
A short while later, a group of nearly a hundred people gathered together.
Since the last time they wiped out the Silver-Armed Iron Falcon, the team has never been able to replenish its numbers.
The main problem was the tight schedule; we couldn't find suitable staff.
Although there are fewer people, their strength has increased significantly. After returning last time, they all made a fortune and then purchased cultivation resources. Now they have all entered the realm.
Zhou He has even reached the Refining Muscle Realm and has now become a centurion.
However, upon seeing that Lu Yuan was about to go on an expedition, he still brought along ten of his squad leaders.
The former would naturally not refuse, as Zhou He's joining would save him a lot of trouble.
At least we don't have to worry about logistics.
Half an hour later, everyone had arrived. Each person had two horses, and there were more than ninety people in total. Even the worst armor was half-body iron armor.
The weapons in his hands were of excellent quality.
After glancing at them, Lu Yuan didn't waste any more words and immediately said, "Let's go!"
As soon as the order was given, he took the lead in spurring his warhorse and galloping forward.
The rest of the people followed closely behind.
Just as Lu Yuan and his group set off, the Helian family's Silent Cavalry also rushed out of the camp at almost the same time.
The Zhao family's red-armored cavalry carved a trail of dust across the wasteland and disappeared into the distance.
More than a dozen elite scout teams had already disappeared into the wilderness in a short time.
By this time, it was getting dark.
It seems that the Da Yong army had already been targeted by the Northern Barbarians.
These scouts encountered an ambush a hundred miles from the camp.
The first to be attacked was the Unspeakable Knight.
They had just crossed a hill when they saw a cavalryman in fine bronze armor blocking their path.
The Helian family's Silent Cavalry are definitely elite. They travel deep into the wilderness year-round, completing various missions and have plenty of experience dealing with the Northern Barbarians.
The two sides didn't exchange any further words after they met.
They instantly clashed.
However, the iron hawk in front of me was no ordinary iron hawk; it was a real, golden-armed iron hawk.
Even the Unspeakable Rider struggled against the Silver-Armed Iron Falcon.
The outcome against the Golden-Armed Iron Falcon was predictable.
In just one charge, more than ten people fell to the ground.
However, their fame stems from their fearlessness and bravery.
Despite suffering heavy losses, they still drew their swords and charged forward.
Not far from them, the Red-Armored Cavalry, as well as the elite troops dispatched by other military families in the imperial city, also encountered their own opponents.
This time, the barbarians went to great lengths to hold back the right wing of the Dayong army.
Dozens of scout teams of a hundred men each were deployed around the Dayong camp.
There are also many patrol teams on the perimeter.
It was all for the purpose of intercepting the scouts of Dayong.
The goal was to render them blind, and the effect was clearly very good.
Lu Yuan and his group also encountered a Golden-Armed Iron Falcon at this moment.
The tiger-head blade in his hand gleamed with a clear, cold light under the moonlight.
The leopard-head shoulder guards on the armor looked even more ferocious.
Everyone behind him had a solemn expression; this battle was different from the past when they went out of the city to patrol and fight.
This is a real war.
After a battle, at least for a short period of time, you don't have to worry about anyone else coming to kill you.
But things are different now. Nobody knows what's going on around us, and who knows when another iron hawk might appear.
Therefore, Lu Yuan saw the enemy blocking his way.
He immediately gave the order.
"Form ranks!"
His voice rang out.
He then took the python-tendon bow from the horse's back.
He drew the wolf-hair arrow with incredible speed, and the next moment a gust of wind swirled in front of him, converging on the arrow at a speed invisible to ordinary people.
"call out!"
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, his hand could only be seen as an afterimage. In a short while, more than twenty of the Golden-Armed Iron Hawks who were rushing towards them fell to the ground.
Each one was pierced through the throat.
It fell to the ground.
"Chirp!"
As the enemy drew near, the bows and arrows were withdrawn, and the "Cloud-Piercing Crane Wing Formation" moved, emitting a clear and sharp crane cry as it charged.
It collided head-on with the Golden-Armed Iron Falcon opposite it.
The Tiger Head Devouring Heaven Blade swept across, and the rider, propelled by the horse's momentum, slammed it hard into the shoulder of a Northern Barbarian warrior. The blade fell to the ground, slashing diagonally downwards.
The body of the northern barbarian warrior was split open at the waist.
Thick blood mist spurted out and stuck to Lu Yuan's armor, mixed with some small pieces of organs, but the other party didn't care at all.
As the crane's beak, his task is to keep charging forward.
Therefore, he was surrounded by a blood mist, but the force of the blade grew stronger and stronger.
In an instant, it tore apart the formation of the Iron Falcons in front of it.
At the same time, system data kept popping up in my mind.
[Host's proficiency in "Five Tigers Breaking Formation Blade" increases by 10 for each enemy slain]
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[The host blocked the enemy's attack; "Iron Bone Golden Bell Shield" proficiency +10]
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