Chapter 141

  More than twenty of Besa's spirit warriors secretly opened the city gate, planning to let their own heavy armored cavalry enter the city. However, just as they thought they had succeeded, a dozen black shadows suddenly appeared behind them.

  These fifteen people appeared out of thin air, coming silently and stealthily, as if they had been standing there all along. They moved in unison, holding identical spirit knives, quickly closing in on the backs of the Besa Spirit warriors, their hands stabbing out fiercely with the knives.

  Things were going more smoothly than expected, and the Besalisk warriors were overjoyed, focusing all their attention on their own heavy cavalry, hoping they would arrive soon. Who would have thought that someone would suddenly appear from behind and launch a surprise attack?

  Plop, plop, plop——all fifteen spirit blades struck true, accurately piercing the hearts of fifteen Besa Spirit Warriors from behind. The spirit blades made only a faint muffled sound as they pierced through the spirit armor, and the fifteen Spirit Warriors didn't even have time to let out a cry before they fell dead. However, this faint sound still caught the attention of the Spirit Warriors in front.

  Among them, three people turned back in doubt to see what had happened behind them. Just as they turned their heads, the black spirit knife also arrived before their eyes. The three of them didn't even have time to see what each other looked like or how many people there were. What they saw was just a flash of blackness, followed by a dizzying spin.

  Originally, their heads had been cut off by a sharp spiritual knife and rolled onto the ground. First issued.

  Blood sprayed everywhere, and it wasn't until then that the remaining Besa warriors realized something was wrong. They turned around to see their companions lying in a pool of blood, with fifteen black-armored spirit warriors standing behind them, their spirit knives still dripping with fresh blood.

  Oh no, we've fallen into the enemy's trap! Several Beserker warriors reacted quickly and didn't want to engage in battle. They immediately ran towards the city gate, trying to inform their own cavalry to turn back and not enter the city.

  They were fast, but not as fast as the dark system spirit warriors' shadow drift. Fifteen black-clad men instantly appeared beside several spirit warriors, their spirit knives drawn in unison. With over a dozen dark and cold lights flashing by, those few Besa spirit warriors were cut into multiple segments, their mangled limbs and torso scattered within the city gate tunnel.

  A head the size of a fist rolled out through the gap in the city gate, right under the feet of a Ling warrior who was on duty to light the signal fire. At that moment, he had no idea what had happened inside the city gate. Feeling something hit his heel, he looked down and saw his comrade's severed head, which made his face change color with fright. His instinctive reaction was to run forward while shouting: "Don't come..."

  His words had just been shouted out, when a big hand suddenly stretched out from the gap in the city gate, and with a "pa" sound, covered his mouth, and forcibly pulled him back into the city gate.

  Then the city gate became quiet again, and the sound of a knife cutting through armor and flesh could be faintly heard from within the gate, followed by scarlet blood flowing out from the seams of the city gate.

  Not to mention Besa's heavy armored cavalry was too far away, it couldn't be seen clearly. Even if they got closer, it was still unclear what happened in the dark gate hole. Moreover, the cavalry phalanx made a lot of noise when advancing, and the sound of armor rubbing against each other was not small, even with the horse hooves wrapped up. The faint sound coming from the city gate hole couldn't be heard at all.

  Before long, the 5,000 heavily armored cavalry approached the city gate. The fifteen black-clad men not only did not retreat but instead fully opened the city gate, showing a welcoming attitude towards the cavalry entering the city.

  The sky was pitch black, and the city gate tunnel was even darker, where one couldn't see their own fingers. Bessa's heavy armored cavalry didn't suspect anything, thinking it was just their own spirit warriors taking action successfully. Since the city gate was wide open, what reason was there not to enter?

  Five thousand cavalrymen, in a rush, charged into the city of Hengcheng. As they entered, the fifteen black-clad men who had stayed behind at the gate took advantage of the situation to close the gate and secure it with a crossbeam. Hearing the sound of the gate closing behind them, the heavily armored cavalrymen were shocked and turned their heads to look back. The leader of the group, in a low voice, asked: "Why did you close the gate? Our main army is still behind!"

  His words had barely fallen when a string of whistles suddenly sounded all around, and then countless Wind Troops poured out from the top and bottom of the city walls, the roofs and eaves of the houses on both sides of the street, and a multitude of torches were lit, illuminating the interior of the city as bright as daylight.

  At the same time, a female general wearing a spiritual armor and holding a spiritual gun stood on the rooftop and shouted loudly: "Your army can't come in! (Mo)!" This female general was none other than Aika, who was in charge of the land net. At Tang Ye's request, she had studied the Besa language, not to the point of being fluent, but ordinary conversations were no problem.

  "Ah?" At this moment, even a fool could see that they had fallen into the Wind Army's trap. The commander of the heavy armor cavalry shouted in surprise, instinctively turning his head to look at the crowd standing at the city gate. Suddenly, there was a flash of firelight, and upon closer inspection, it became clear that these were not their own Lingshan warriors, but rather a group of strangers clad in black spirit armor. Looking down at the ground, they saw the broken bodies scattered all over the place, trampled to death by the heavy armor cavalry as they entered the city. However, judging from the scattered helmet fragments on the ground, it was clear that these people were actually the Besa Lingshan warriors who had secretly infiltrated the city earlier.

  It's terrible, the enemy was prepared after all, and our side has been deceived! It's too late to realize this now. The 5,000 cavalry are surrounded by tens of thousands of plain troops, and the city gate is closed, it's really like catching a turtle in a jar, shutting the door to beat the dog.

  "Don't be afraid, brothers! Let's charge out together!" The heavily armored cavalry commander quickly regained his composure. Although they were deeply surrounded by the enemy, he was not afraid. He knew very well how strong their combat power was. Surrounded by the Wind Army, even if they couldn't kill them all, breaking through the encirclement would be no problem at all.

  If in the past, Feng Jun indeed had no way to deal with Besa's heavy armored cavalry and feared them like tigers, but now it's different. Before the heavy armored cavalry could rush towards the city gate, the surrounding plain army took the initiative to launch an attack.

  These infantrymen of the plains army, holding identical curved sabers with handles as long as the blades, grasped them in both hands and did not attack the mounted knights. Instead, they targeted the legs of the warhorses, each one rolling on the ground like a ball of flesh. Wherever they passed, there were always Bessa's warhorses neighing and falling to the ground.

  The warhorse that lost its leg was in agony, but the knight on its back was even more miserable. Thrown to the ground, the person was also dazed and confused. What's worse, the heavy armor on their body made it impossible for them to get up from the ground. It was even harder for them to take off the cumbersome armor by themselves. Without someone else's help, they couldn't have done it at all.

  In an instant, a large number of heavily armored cavalrymen fell to the ground. The neighing of war horses and the shouting of people rose and fell in succession. The leader of the barbarian army saw this scene and his eyes nearly popped out. What kind of combat method was this? He had never seen it before! Before he could figure out the tactics of the Wind Army, two soldiers from the Pingyuan Army arrived at his horse's side, their double blades striking simultaneously. The poor man's warhorse had its four legs severed, and as the horse fell, it also threw him to the ground.

  Boom!

  The barbarian general fell heavily to the ground, just like a huge boulder crashing down. The two plain soldiers took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, one raising his knife to poke out his eyes, and the other swinging his knife to cut off his neck. But the barbarian general was no ordinary barbarian soldier, not only was he born with divine strength, but also had high martial arts skills. Before the two plain soldiers' knives could strike, the spiritual spear in his hand had already swept out horizontally.

  Crack!

  Two plain soldiers were swept away by the Ling Gun, both of whom were cut in half at the waist. The barbarian general took advantage of the momentum to get up from the ground, swinging the Ling Gun in his hand, cutting and slashing, killing several plain soldiers. Just as he was on a roll, a black shadow appeared behind him, and the Ling Knife silently stabbed towards the back of his neck.

  The barbarian general hadn't heard the person approaching from behind, but he naturally sensed the spiritual pressure emanating from within. His face changed color and he swiftly dodged to the side. The spirit knife flashed past his cheek, and the barbarian general let out a furious roar. He countered with a sweeping spear strike while turning his body around.

  But behind him was empty, where there was no one's shadow. Just as he felt surprised, the spiritual pressure on his side shook again, and someone was making a sneak attack from his side. The barbarian general was confused by the opponent's strange movements, shouting loudly to boost his courage while swinging his spear to block, but just like before, there was still no one on his side. The barbarian general could occasionally feel that his side and back were being attacked, but every time he turned his head to check, he couldn't see anyone. He felt that he wasn't fighting a person at all, but rather against a ghostly apparition that was elusive and unpredictable. After fighting for so long, he hadn't even seen the opponent's clothes.

  He was already surrounded, and with the enemy's cunning, the barbarian general's mind was completely messed up. The feeling of spiritual pressure was no longer as accurate as it was at the beginning. He could only see him standing in the field, waving his spiritual gun like a madman, but there was no one around him, and he was just hitting the air.

  Just as the barbarian general was about to be killed, a black shadow appeared behind him. This time, the black shadow did not use its blade, but instead used the hilt of the spiritual sword to heavily strike the back of the barbarian general's head.

  This blow came too fast, and also too suddenly. The barbarian general was in a state of semi-madness and had no reaction at all. The back of his head was hit, and with a crisp crackling sound, the spirit armor on his head, along with the helmet inside, were completely shattered. Fresh blood flowed out from the top of his head, pouring down his face, and he stumbled forward two steps before standing unsteadily and falling to the ground with a thud.

  It wasn't until then that he got a clear look at his opponent, Hotsk. His first shot was just as his vision began to blur, and he vaguely saw that there weren't one person standing around him, but fifteen black-clad men, which was also the last scene he saw before losing consciousness.

  These fifteen black-clad men were the Dark Arrow team led by Cheng Jin, and also the most elite team among the Dark Arrows. The cultivation of its members had all reached the Spiritualization Realm. According to Xiao Muzhong's request, like other Wind Troops, they ambushed near the city gate. When Bessa's spiritual warriors infiltrated the city, they discovered them but didn't make a sound, waiting for the opponent to open the city gate and complete their mission before suddenly attacking with Shadow Drift, catching their opponents off guard. The battle against the barbarian general earlier wasn't just Cheng Jin alone; it was these fifteen men taking turns fighting. If Cheng Jin had to use Shadow Drift so frequently in succession by himself, he wouldn't have been able to do it. However, that last knife strike was indeed his.