715 Fists as Heavy as Mountains and a Belt of Steel (1/2)

The howling of arrows fell upon the Golden cavalry incessantly.

As the cavalry leader was waving his cutlass trying to find the hidden Tang archer, a trail of smoke emerged from the north, winding its way through the cavalry at the speed of lightning.

The man turned his wrists immediately and drew out his podao from his sheath. He fell from the air and killed several Golden cavalry riders. Then, he stepped on the saddle and stood up.

His movements could not be clearly seen, but the podao in his hand became an ordinary boxwood bow. He pulled forcefully and the bow bent. An arrow shot toward the high priest on the northernmost carriage.

There were thousands of cavalry troops in front of him, but no one tried to stop the man. What was even more shocking was that the man's arrow did not deviate at all even as he stood on the horse and shot the arrow.

There was a thud as the arrow pierced into a shield!

The high priest heard the sound from the shield in front of him and he paled slightly. He thought to himself that if not for the protection of the palace soldiers, the arrow would have made a large hole in his chest.

The arrow was stopped by the shield, but this did not stop the man. He exhaled slowly and then gathered all the strength in his body and sent that to his legs. He stomped down heavily!

The saddle broke!

And the reins were torn!

The great strength in the man's body spread to the horse. There was a loud moan, and the horse's hooves shattered as it fell heavily onto the ground of the wilderness, shaking up a cloud of smoke!

Gathering the countering forces, the man sprung up from the horse's back and rushed to the horse carriage in the north. He blasted through the air, causing the wind to howl. His speed was only slightly slower than that of the arrow!

The arrow's shaft was quivering at a high speed and humming.

The shield-wielding Golden Palace warriors had not had time to withdraw their arms.

The high priest behind the shield was still pale, frightened by the power behind the arrow.

The person who had shot the arrow had already reached them.

He clenched his right fist tightly and struck heavily at the shield that was at waist level.

Several extremely deep cracks appeared on the shield.

The warrior holding the shield had been slow to move. His arms snapped and twisted oddly.

The shield fell backward, crashing heavily onto the high priest.

The high priest's sternum collapsed and his lungs were crushed under the pressure. He had neither the time to curse nor the time to crush the bone breaking chain to save his life before he died.

The Empress heard the pitiful cries and painful moans from the north and turned to look over.

She saw the young man standing on the carriage.

Black hair swept over her gentle cheeks, covering her surprised expression.

She did not expect to see Ning Que here at all.

Ning Que saw the Empress turning around.

For some reason, he suddenly felt lost. Then, he turned to look at the carriage at the very end and at the ordinarily-dressed old man on it.

He did not know that the old man was the legendary Golden Palace Nation Master at that time. But his intuition told him that the man was the most important figure on the battlefield.

That was why he had to kill the man first.

The Nation Master did not know who the person who had suddenly appeared from the north and killed a high priest in an instant was. He looked at the person who was changing the tides of the war and knew that the young Tang citizen was very powerful.

That was why he decided to kill him first.

Ning Que charged toward the carriage.

The Nation Master reached behind him to pull on his red hood.

Ning Que was still more than a hundred feet away from the carriage.