Boom! !
Following Zhao Bi's order, more than three hundred cavalry immediately charged.
Horse hooves shook the ground, flying sand and rocks, and sweeping smoke and dust.
The knights on horseback all carried the strong smell of blood. They were obviously warriors who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Their auras were sharp and murderous, and they were charging straight towards the direction of Yulian City.
In this world, when faced with an organized army, masters often fail to achieve success.
From Yu Liancheng's point of view, one of the most important reasons why they are like this is that they have not used the superior mobility of a warrior. Fighting while walking, constantly carrying out guerrilla attacks, and recuperating to restore true energy is the right path. Instead of giving up your own strengths and fighting the enemy to the end.
Of course, when the Sword Emperor of Western Shu guarded the city gate and refused to retreat, it was more like asking for his own death.
For top experts, even if they cannot defeat ten thousand enemies with one person, as long as they are not in a deadlock, they may not be unable to deal with the army and then leave.
As before, Nangong Pushe had this idea.
However, for Yulian City, this does not have to be the case, there are only three hundred knights. As long as he is willing, it is only ordinary to defeat a thousand troops.
"The next thing will be very bloody. Sister, you'd better turn your head or close your eyes." Yu Liancheng smiled slightly.
"I'm not a child, I'm not afraid." Murong Wuzhu puffed up his cheeks childishly and glared at Yu Liancheng.
"As you wish."
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and walked towards the three hundred knights galloping forward with his hands behind his back.
"Hey, be careful." Murong Wuzhu bit his lip and shouted worriedly.
Yu Liancheng didn't answer, just waved his hand casually.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Yu Liancheng's pace was gentle and calm, and it felt as if he were outing in the countryside, returning home from admiring flowers, and definitely not as if he was about to fight to the death with three hundred brave men.
"What methods does he have?"
Nangong Pushe's peach blossom eyes shone with a different kind of brilliance. The opponent had just snapped his fingers and killed the old man in gray, which had given him a great sense of shock.
At this time, Yu Liancheng finally broke into the charge of more than 300 riders alone.
At this moment, his whole body seemed to be transformed into a divine sword that destroyed the heaven and earth. The sword energy soared into the sky, and the invisible and immaterial sword intention shot into the sky, straight into the blue clouds, and the heaven and earth changed color.
"The human heart arouses the will of God, and as soon as the murderous intention is launched, the celestial phenomena will immediately respond. Could it be that he is already a master of celestial phenomena." Nangong Pushe secretly guessed.
But Yu Liancheng walked slowly with his hands behind his back, looking at the swords in all directions as if they were nothing.
His skin was gleaming, and his whole body suddenly exuded an indestructible and invincible sword energy. For a moment, the sword energy surged wildly, sweeping in all directions, filling an area of dozens of feet in radius.
The knight within a ten-foot radius felt a chill all over his body, and his throat felt as if a sharp sword was pressed against him. If there was any slight movement, his body would be dislocated immediately.
But they are on war horses, as if they can remain as motionless as a mountain.
Puff puff! !
Then, amidst the stirring of the sword energy, there was a sound as dense as a sharp weapon cutting flesh.
When Yu Liancheng passed by them, the knights suddenly had dense sword marks all over their bodies, like broken porcelain dolls, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
In an instant, more than three hundred knights only had time to let out a scream, before they were cut to death by the sword energy radiating from Yulian City, and their blood flowed into rivers.
From the beginning to the end, Yu Liancheng was smiling, with his hands behind his back, without even moving his fingers.
Except for Murong Wuzhu, all the people watching around were feeling cold all over.
Yu Liancheng's originally seemingly warm smile seemed to be stained with a touch of blood, full of strange and cruel meanings.
His Royal Highness the Prince of Guangling, who was finally not too stupid, also felt chilled. Without saying a word, he turned his horse and headed towards the Dayanji Military Review Platform.
If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of losing your wife.
There are so many experts and thousands of soldiers in Taichung. I don't believe that this man can make a big difference.
However, a tall black figure suddenly appeared in front of the horse, and a jade-like finger gently touched the horse's head, immediately making it difficult for the sweaty horse to move forward even half a step.
"This... I have something to say... I was just joking with the three beauties..." Prince Guangling forced a smile on his fat lips.
Yu Liancheng said with a smile: "Don't you want to peel off the skins of me and my sister, and then cut them into pieces?"
Zhao Piao twitched the corner of his mouth and begged for mercy: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all a joke. I'm just a stupid pig, and stupid pigs talk without restraint. You sir have a lot of money, please spare my life."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Not long ago, a mad dog named Yuan Tingshan also said that he wanted to peel off my skin and cramp my muscles. How do you think I dealt with him?"
"You...your lord has a lot of money, let him go?"
"Wrong, I skinned him and then kicked him to death."
The smile on the corner of Yu Liancheng's mouth became more and more enchanting. He lightly drew his index finger in the air, and Zhao Bi's forehead immediately felt a stinging pain, as if a sharp knife had been cut from his forehead, and blood beads immediately oozed out.
The fat pig prince burst into tears, howled like a ghost, rolled off the sweaty horse, and kept rolling on the ground.
The stinging pain couldn't be shaken off, and it kept sliding downwards, spreading from the forehead to the bridge of the nose, lips, and jaw... Suddenly a fat face was dripping with blood, and with the ferocious expression, it looked even more like an evil ghost.
"Don't worry, this is the second time I've skinned someone. My technique is very skillful and it won't be painful." Yu Liancheng still smiled.
Under his control, the wisp of sword energy continued to move downwards.
I said I would peel off the skin of this fat pig and cut it into pieces, but I would never break my promise.
But it was a pity that the fat prince couldn't bear the torture. Soon his crotch was soaked, foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolled, and he fainted from the pain.
"I really can't stand the trouble." Yu Liancheng shook his head, and a wisp of sword energy disappeared.
"I just said that there is so much blood here. It was your kid who did it."
A figure floated down, but it was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. He was holding a peach blossom in his hand, spinning it gently, with a kind smile on his face.
"This person...could he be..." When he saw the middle-aged man for the first time, Nangong Pushe was shocked, and he vaguely guessed the identity of the man.
"Deng Taohua, didn't you accompany that boy Sanlu to choose a sword? Why are you the only one here?" Yu Liancheng looked at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man is naturally the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a.
The four of them came to Guangling River to watch the tide together. On the way, the heroine Murong Wuzhu learned about Sanlu's dream of being a knight, and generously funded the latter with one hundred taels of silver.
The sword boy immediately dragged Mrs. Deng to the iron shop.
"Stop talking, that guy wanted to buy this sword, and he also wanted to buy that sword. He was still hesitating, and he didn't have the decisiveness of a swordsman at all. I was too lazy to pay attention, so I came to find you." Mrs. Deng Ah Xiang glanced at the fat pig prince: "What's going on?"
Yu Liancheng told what happened in a concise and concise manner.
Deng Tai'a is also familiar with the old world. With the appearance of the two brothers and sisters, it would be extremely strange for them to appear in front of a large audience and not cause a lot of trouble.
He looked into the distance, but there was a wave of thundering horseshoes: "What should I say now? King Guangling has sent people, at least three or four thousand riders, and there is no shortage of military experts. Do you want to leave or stay?"
Yu Liancheng stretched himself and replied lazily with eight words.
"Let me move my hands and feet."
