Chapter 90

  Tang Yin's thoughts were meticulous, and even in urgent moments, he could think of all aspects. He left Zhang Zhou and the main force of the First Army to prevent the barbarian army from making a feint to the east and attacking in the west.

  "Maybe... but..." Tang Yin's arrangement was reasonable, but Zhang Zhou still felt it wasn't right. He said: "Why not do it this way? The adults stay in the city, and I'll lead the brothers to go ahead and provide reinforcements!"

  Tang Yin said in a deep voice: "This is not the time for debate, go and do it according to my intention immediately, this is an order!"

  Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhou did not dare to say another word and hastily ordered the preparation of horses. He also selected a hundred soldiers with good riding skills to follow Tang Yin together.

  Tang Yin led the two brothers of Shangguan, along with more than twenty guards and over a hundred soldiers, riding horses out of Biancheng, galloping swiftly towards Yuanwang County.

  They were only a little over a hundred men, and they went ahead to reinforce Yuanwang County which had been attacked by thousands of barbarian soldiers. This was an unthinkable thing in the eyes of Zhang Zhou and others, and it could even be said that it was a reckless move.

  Tang Yin was not reckless, he was actually very careful, a thousand barbarian soldiers may seem like a lot to ordinary people, but in his eyes, it was nothing, let alone the fact that he had the powerful Shangguan brothers by his side, dealing with thousands of enemies was no problem at all.

  In addition, he was also excited in his heart. This was the first time he had faced barbarian soldiers and he wanted to see for himself how formidable they were, enough to make the defenders of Pingyuan County suffer defeat after defeat, fearing them like tigers and leopards.

  Yuanguan County is indeed very close to Biancheng, and riding a fast horse can reach it in less than an hour.

  When Tang Yin and others approached Yuanwang County, they heard the sound of killing, shouting and roaring from afar.

  Seeing this, Tang Yin accelerated his horse and turned back to shout loudly at his subordinates: "Prepare for battle!" Before he finished speaking, the spiritual energy had spread out and formed a dark, glossy armor on his body.

  Shangguan Yuanwu and Shangguan Yuanbiao, two brothers, also generated spiritual armor and picked up long spears, transforming them into spirits.

  As we approached the edge of the town, all that met our eyes were soldiers of the Besa City-State.

  The barbarian soldiers were exceptionally robust, on average about a head taller than the Wind people. They wore coarse iron armor, no helmets on their heads, and had disheveled hair. Some of them even painted various colors on their faces, which complemented their dark skin. With cold eyes, they looked like beasts.

  The barbarian soldiers were like beasts, slaughtering mercilessly everything that lived in their sight, and plundering wildly everything they could carry.

  These barbarian soldiers outside were loading the stolen goods onto carts when they suddenly saw Tang Yin's hundred or so cavalry rushing towards them, and the barbarians immediately dropped what was in their hands, picked up their weapons, and charged forward.

  The two sides had not yet come into contact, only to hear a buzzing sound, more than ten flying axes whirring and cutting through the air, rushing straight towards Tang Yin at the front of the team.

  The flying axe was fast, but Tang Yin's movements were even faster. He immediately released the reins of his war horse and drew out his twin blades. In a flash of steel, the axes that flew towards him were knocked to the ground.

  Before the barbarian soldiers could react, Tang Yin's legs suddenly exerted force on the horse's belly, and the warhorse, understanding his intention, instantly accelerated to its fastest speed. At this moment, the warhorse was like a swift arrow, shooting into the crowd of barbarian soldiers like lightning.

  Bang!

  With a dull thud, the chest of the barbarian soldier at the forefront was kicked squarely by the horse's hoof, and his whole body shot backwards like a cannonball, knocking over a large group of barbarian soldiers behind him.

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  Taking advantage of the enemy camp's chaos, Tang Yin transformed his twin blades into a single long black scythe.

  He held the knife in one hand and suddenly swung it down, only to hear a series of cracking sounds. The three barbarian soldiers on the side of the horse were cut in two along with their armor.

  "Ah——"

  Tang Yin's ferocity did not deter the barbarian soldiers in the slightest, but instead stirred up their bloodthirsty nature. Dozens of barbarian soldiers howled and surrounded them in the center, with long spears and lances stabbing at him from all sides.

  Although the war horse was good, Tang Yin was not yet adapted to fighting on horseback. In the melee, he not only had to protect himself but also the warhorse under him, and for a while, he seemed a bit busy. At this time, Shangguan brothers and the soldiers below rushed over, without others intervening, just the long guns of the two Shangguan brothers were enough for the barbarian soldiers.

  Two halberds, like two poisonous snakes that see blood and choke the throat, every time they stab out, they are always accompanied by heart-wrenching screams, and there are always barbarian soldiers spraying blood and falling to the ground, unable to get up again.

  Dozens of barbarian soldiers fell down in an instant under the joint attack of Tang Yin and others.

  At this moment, the town was bustling with people and footsteps, Tang Yin looked up and saw that at least 800 or 900 barbarian soldiers were pouring out of the town, and their numbers were still increasing.

  With a cold snort in his heart, Tang Yin turned over and dismounted, dragging his scythe to meet them.

  As soon as the two sides came into contact, the sickle in his hand swung out horizontally. In an instant, the screams of agony filled the air, and the front row of barbarian soldiers all spat blood from their chests and fell backwards. The barbarian soldiers behind seemed to have not seen the tragic death of their companions, trampling over the corpses to rush to Tang Yin's side, surrounding him tightly. Then, battle axes, long swords, and broad knives came slashing and stabbing from all directions.

  Thanks to the spiritual armor protecting his body, Tang Yin dodged and weaved with moderate enthusiasm, but the scythe in his hand swung out from time to time, its sharp blade snapping off whatever it came into contact with, whether it was a weapon or thick heavy armor.

  Not long after, more than thirty barbarian soldiers fell under his sword, and the fresh blood stained the ground crimson. However, the barbarian soldiers were like moths to a flame, continuously attacking Tang Yin in waves.

  Both sides fought together, but the number of barbarian soldiers was too many, and soon Tang Yin and Shangguan brothers were scattered.

  Faintly heard in the central area of the town were still sounds of fighting, it seemed that there were still our own defending troops there, he took a deep breath and charged towards the center of the town.

  The barbarian soldiers were ferocious and numerous, falling down in batches, only to be immediately replenished by another batch, endless and seemingly boundless.

  Tang Yin couldn't remember how many enemies he had killed in total, but the gradually emptying spiritual energy reminded him that the battle time was not short.

  He held the knife in one hand, letting a barbarian soldier who was rushing towards him pass by. When the opponent passed by his side, he turned back and grabbed the back of the barbarian's neck with one hand. The dark fire ignited from his palm, and with a "puff" sound, the barbarian's body immediately turned into smoke, leaving behind an ownerless helmet and clothes scattered on the ground.

  This sudden dark fire startled the surrounding barbarian soldiers, but they only hesitated for a moment. The barbarian army's attack resumed once again, even more ferocious and desperate than before.

  You're courting death! Tang Yin's mouth curled up, and he continuously cast Dark Flame, only to see black mist rising around him from time to time, with scattered armor falling all over the ground.

  Just as he was frantically absorbing the spiritual energy, he suddenly heard a dull whistling sound coming from behind him. Before he could turn his head to look, with a loud crash, he felt like his back had been hit by a charging rhino, and his body involuntarily plunged forward.

  Rumble!

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  Tang Yin's body shot forward, crashing into the earthen wall. Due to the great force of the impact, a large circular hole was smashed out of the wall, which was over a person high. He himself also tumbled inside along with it.

  If it weren't for the spiritual armor, this blow would be enough to break his bones and snap his tendons, but at this moment, the spiritual armor on him played a crucial role in blocking the fatal damage.

  The moment he fell to the ground, he immediately sprang up from the ground. Although he looked dusty and disheveled, his body was not injured, but the powerful impact made him a little dizzy.

  He shook his head and looked up, only to see a tall and sturdy man standing outside the wall.

  The barbarian's physique was already robust, but this man was a head taller than the surrounding barbarians, with a sturdy build, his height was at least two meters or more, his arms were as thick as an ordinary person's thighs, standing in the crowd, he stood out like a crane among chickens, with a cold gaze, he seemed to have become a refined monster.

  This sturdy man held a gigantic iron hammer, estimated to be around 300-400 catties in weight. The hammer's body was half black and half white, with the head covered in sharp spikes. Its bizarre appearance clearly indicated that it was a spiritualized weapon. No need to ask, the blow he had suffered on his back earlier must have been inflicted by this person.

  It turned out that there were also soul repairers among the barbarian soldiers! Tang Yin shook his body, and the dust on him fell off. He took a step forward, and his sickle slowly rose, pointing at the strong man.

  Although language is not understood, actions can already express everything.

  At this time, the strong Han's surprise was far greater than Tang Yin. His full-force strike, even if it couldn't smash the opponent to death, at least could severely injure him. But looking at Tang Yin's appearance, he didn't seem injured in the slightest. It seemed that this person's spiritual energy cultivation was exceptionally deep.

  The sturdy man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly let out a loud roar and charged towards Tang Yin, crashing into the shaky earth wall in front of him.

  Dong, dong, dong!

  Every step of the robust man produced a heavy muffled sound, without even lifting his hand, this momentum was enough to be intimidating.

  However, he could intimidate others but couldn't intimidate Tang Yin.

  Watching the opponent rush towards him, a giant hammer smashing down on his head, Tang Yin's body flashed and turned, like a ghostly figure flashing behind the strong man.

  Rumble!

  The giant hammer didn't hit Tang Yin, but heavily smashed onto the ground, with such great force that it smashed out a big pit over half a meter wide on the ground, and the skin of the foot trembled several times.

  As the dust floating in the air dispersed, the strong man lowered his head and looked again, but there was no longer any sign of Tang Yin's figure in front of him.

  He was full of doubts, had he used too much force and directly smashed the other person into a meat pie?

  Just as he was about to pick up the hammer to take a closer look, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink, as if something was pressing down on him.

  Before he could react, a voice came from above his head: "This big meal of yours, I'll take it!"

  Not understanding the language of Feng Guo, but hearing the sound of speech, Zhuang Han's face suddenly changed color, and he instinctively looked up.

  He didn't see anything else, just a fist flying towards his face.

  Boom!

  The palm of the Ling armor was like an iron clip, grasping his cheek, and through the gap between his fingers, he saw Tang Yin standing on his shoulders.

  He was clearly just in front of him, how did he suddenly run to his own shoulder? The strong man couldn't understand the reason no matter how hard he thought.

  He was shocked, let out a cry of surprise, and just as he thought of bending down to throw Tang Yin off his body, Tang Yin's palm ignited with black flames, the raging black fire spreading from the strong man's cheek to his entire body.