Chapter 344 Zhao Zilong, MotherfOOker! (1/2)
Chapter 344 – Zhao Zilong, MotherfOOker!
A familiar general led a battalion of 5,000 horsemen to the rear of the marching Gongsun Zan Army.
He was Tadun, the Wuwan general who dueled against Zhao Yun and lost.
Tadun had surrendered to Gongsun Du along with his master, Qiuliju. Both of them now served the Gongsun Clan.
At this moment, Tadun could see the grand palanquin of Empress He Xing. He licked his lips, thinking that he could taste the beautiful empress.
”Charge! Anyone who can get me the empress, I'll reward you a hundred gold! All of her maids are yours to keep!”
”REEEEE!”
”WOOOO!”
Like barbarians, these horsemen galloped to the shocking footmen and collided them with their horses.
*POEK*
*CLANK*
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Five thousand riders managed to dent the defensive formation, but they could not break through it. As light cavalries that focused on mobility, they were not efficient in a direct charge like heavy cavalries.
”Hammer tactic! Pull back, we'll charge at them again!” Bellowed Tadun.
”AHAHAHA!”
”WOOO!”
The riders cheered and laughed as they enjoyed being advantageous in this battle. They retreated from the disarrayed formation of spearmen and reformed a wedge line in the next five minutes.
While the horsemen were preparing for the next charge, two youths, each on a white horse, rode to the battle. They stood in front of their spearmen as if they were generals of this army.
”Guorang, go back and protect her majesty.”
”Uh-ah. We're in this together, Zilong. Aren't we brothers?”
”Ai, who is going to command the men if we both are fighting?”
”Let Guan Jing handle it. Isn't he Gongsun Zan's strategist? He should be able to command troops in the emergency, right?”
”Know your priority, Guorang. We can't just assume that the others will complete certain tasks for us forever. What if Guan Jing suddenly surrenders or backstab us?”
”Hmm? Oh, I haven't thought about that.”
Zhao Yun had to take off his helmet to scratch his head in annoyance. He stared at Tian Yu and reprimanded him with this glare.
”Go back, please.”
Tian Yu shrugged, ”Alright. I'll command, and you fight. Next time, we switch.”
Zhao Yun grinned, ”It's better to not fight like this the next time.”
”Meh, oh well. I'll be going. They're coming, brother.”
Tian Yu rode back and began organizing the panicking spearmen. On the other hand, Zhao Yun turned back toward his old enemy.
Tadun had completed his formation and stared at Zhao Yun.
Recognizing the face of this youth on a white horse, Tadun widened his eyes in surprise.
'Didn't I lose to this asshole?'
The barbarian general smirked. The time for his rematch arrived sooner than he had guessed.
”ZHAO ZILONG! THIS TIME, I'LL KILL YOU FOR SURE!”
Zhao Yun was about to wear his helmet, but he had to pull it off, so he could scratch his right ear with his pinky finger.
”Noisy.”
Hearing Zhao Yun's remark, Tadun was infuriated.
”CHARGE! KILL THEM ALL!”
”SHAAA!”
”REEEEE!”
”WOOO!”
The light cavalries rushed forward.
”Spearwall array! Raise your shield and spear up! Grit your teeth and get ready for impact!”
Tian Yu, who had retreated back behind the spearwall line, displayed his calm and his leadership.
Zhao Yun, like a heroic figure, rotated his spear as he warmed up his fingers, right arm, and his right wrist. He gently kicked the sides of his horse, gesturing it the dash forward as well.
In Tadun's mind, Zhao Yun was committing suicide.
'Fool! This is not a duel. You can't win against many soldiers alone!'
Laughing and sneering, Tadun slowed his horse to the back of his formation, allowing his soldiers to engage against Zhao Yun first.
'Die, brat!'
Zhao Yun and Tadun's horsemen got closer. All spectating spearmen gulped while Tadun's horsemen believed that this suicidal maniac would be skewered by multiple riders for sure.
Sharp whistling noises came from Zhao Yun's spear, and five after images followed.
Five horsemen, whom everyone believed that they could kill Zhao Yun with ease, had a hole in their forehead. They fell from their horse as they retained their smirking faces.
*Whoosh*
*Whoosh*
*Whoosh*
Each second, three to five after images appeared, and the same number of light cavalries fell.
Zhao Yun managed his breathing tempo. Because of the experience from dueling Khan's clone soldier, he had gained enlightenment for his spearmanship.
As a result, his combat prowess improved faster than the other him in real history.
Tadun stared at Zhao Yun in shock.
At this moment, Zhao Yun broke through the charging horsemen's line and reached Tadun.
”That was a fluke! You can't defeat me!”
Tadun roared as he raised his halberd upward, planning to slash down and cut Zhao Yun in half.
”Naïve.”
Zhao Yun muttered as he thrust his spear tip into the neck of Tadun.
Raising the halberd upward left his lower body an opening. Zhao Yun would not miss this opportunity.
*PU*
The spear tip cut Tadun's spinal cord and severed his arteries.
Zhao Yun pulled his spear out of Tadun's neck. The kinetic force behind pulling spear dragged him down from the horse along with his shocked expression.
Tadun could not believe that he could have lost in one strike again.
That was his thought before his death.
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While Zhao Yun was fighting Tadun, all charging horsemen reached the formation of spearmen that Tian Yu commanded.
Without the leader, this battalion of horsemen would be wiped out in a matter of minutes.
Zhao Yun sighed. This battle should be over soon.