187 White Robes (2/2)
”Useless!”
Fang Yuan exclaimed as his speed suddenly increased. He managed to escape the circle and came in front of the Thousand-trooped Commander. With his finger, he folded and broke the knife, and at the same time struck his forehead.
”Peng!”
The Thousand-trooped Commander's head exploded like a watermelon, and his corpse fell to the ground.
The 8 soldiers, who made up the circle, froze. At that moment, their eyes turned red with fury. ”Die!!!”
Yuan Country was strict in training their soldiers. If their Thousand-trooped Commander were to die, all of them had to die as well, including their family members.
At this point, there were already dead in the eyes of their country. The only way for them to have a chance at survival was to kill Fang Yuan in order to use merit to redeem themselves. Therefore, all of them rushed towards Fang Yuan without any regard for their lives.
”Using a grasshopper's arm to block an oncoming car!”
Fang Yuan stretched his arm out. As the swords came in contact with his arm, they immediately became scrap metal and flew backwards quickly.
”Ping! Ping!”
On the spot, these 8 soldiers became like a hornet's nest; their bodies had an uncountable number of wounds as blood oozed out from every single wound.
All of this happened in a matter of seconds; the death of the Thousand-trooped Commander and the death of the 8 soldiers. The remaining thousands of soldiers under his charge began to panic.
In the armed forces of the Yuan Country, a Ten-trooped Commander would be in charge of 10 men. A Hundred-trooped Commander would have to lead 100 men. Therefore, a Thousand-trooped Commander was the leader of a thousand soldiers! He was indeed a high ranking leader, and his death meant that the command post was figuratively crippled.
Fang Yuan did not slow down. Snatching another horse, he rushed towards the 20,000-men strong troop.
”Kill him!”
Kill him!”
The people of Yuan Country were in a mess. Among the 1,000 soldiers and 10,000 horses, a white dot was rushing through, as Fang Yuan continued to kill a few other Thousand-trooped Commanders. There was no one who could stop him.
”Generals, don't hide, otherwise your troops will not dare to face the white robes! Haha...”
On the opposite, Wu Qiankun looked at the white shadow as it pounced around within the Yuan Country soldiers. Hearing the cheers from the sidelines, he was dumbfounded together with the other country governors.
”This is the time to strike. What are you all waiting for?”
Xie Lingyun looked at the one-man army as it caused disruption to the enemy, and her eyes glittered. ”Gather all our troops and attack! Attack!”
”Sound the drums and attack!”
The king of Xia Country gave the command.
Wu Qiankun had initially hoped that Fang Yuan would fall into the trap of the enemy. However, he had lost all hope as he witnessed the scene in front of him. He had decided to be more respectful to Fang Yuan.
”Attack!”
As the 20,000-men strong army exclaimed, their voices were rumbling. Behind the inspired calvaries, they started to invade as well.
...
”Pu!”
Blood splattered as another Thousand-trooped Commander fell to the floor, with disbelief on his face.
”This should be the seventh!”
Fang Yuan casually tossed the corpse away. The path in front of him was now clear, and he could see two men dressed in bright robes running away.
”You cannot run!”
As he took in a deep breath, the glow of the spiritual meridian appeared and surrounded his body.
”Protect the prince!”
A few shamans leapt out as they chanted numerous evil incantations on him.
A few Wu Zongs appeared as well as they attempted to corner him.
”Do you think you can stop me?”
As the few evil incantations landed on his body, the flicker of the glow of the spiritual meridian immediately caused them to dissipate into thin air.
As he focused his strength on his claws, Fang Yuan struck them out. ”Giant Eagle Claw!”
”Whoosh!”
As his elemental force gathered, they seemed physically real to the touch as Fang Yuan used it to press the few Wu Zongs; they were pressed into a bloody mess!
This was the violent power of suppression from someone with the Third Elemental Force!
”You... You are not human, but Qiutege! Qiutege!!!”
Seeing their bodyguards being minced effortlessly by Fang Yuan, they quickened their pace and ran even faster than a horse! Once they were caught, they were already frightened to the point that their pants were wet.
One of them was older and looked like Ge Ritu; he was the one who pointed at Fang Yuan and screamed.
Qiutege meant an evil demon in the language of Yuan Country.
Even though they knew the existence of cultivation, they still treated such a powerful and unreasonable person as an evil demon!
”Both of you are useless! Wait, I could use both of you!”
Fang Yuan grabbed the both of them and snatched a spiritual horse over for himself. Using both of them as a shield, how would their own soldiers dare to fire their arrows? With this, he was able to rush back to his own troops.
”Pa! Pa!”
Casually, he flung the weak princes to Xie Lingyun. ”These two are high-status slaves. Let them have a taste of the cavalries from the grass plains! If that is not possible, we can still initiate a trade with the other princes. Let's see how much they will be willing to pay for the both of them!”
”Master...”
Xie Lingyun's mouth was wide open, but not a word came out.
The other Wu Zongs looked at him in fear and were all dripping sweat.
To capture their leaders among thousands of soldiers!
They didn't dare to think that such a thing would happen. Once they were surrounded by equally skilled martial artists, and with the combined attack from the enemy, they would surely be captured.
However, Fang Yuan had made history today!
Witnessing this, Wu Qiankun felt even more hopeless. Facing such an opponent, even if he had thousands of soldiers, a great strategy, it would still be useless! Fang Yuan was a person who would not waste time, and would charge straight into the formation to take down the general, and finally the leader!
It was a simple plan which made use of brute force, but it was extremely effective!
From then on, a man dressed in white robes on a white horse would forever be a nightmare to the soldiers on the grass plains.