Chapter 99

  When it comes to horseback riding in battle, the Rong tribe's horsemanship is unmatched in the world.

  Thirty years ago, the Rong tribe came in a mighty torrent, killing people like cutting grass, and breaking cities like trampling on dust. Such a vast empire, thirteen states and one hundred and eight cities, no one could stop them.

  Later, the Rong tribe was driven away, saying they were driven away, but in fact, everyone knew what had happened.

  After this incident, the imperial soldiers suffered from a phobia of the Rong people. At the mere mention of the two words "Rong Zu", they would shiver with fear. The saying that "the Rong people are not satisfied with ten thousand and cannot be defeated even if there are ten thousand" also emerged.

  Blackstone Castle was the border of the empire, the last city in the far north. Lu Hong had never met Hu Erle, but he had heard of his reputation.

  It is said that hearing about something is not as good as seeing it for oneself, and seeing it for oneself is even better than hearing about it. The young prince of the Rong tribe personally took to the battlefield, killing eleven people in a row, their corpses falling to the ground like a connected line.

  The crowd was in a state of panic, those generous and passionate young men were pale as sieves, their bodies trembling with fear on horseback, donkey back, and ox back.

  Enthusiasm is useful but limited.

  This time, Lu Hong personally took action.

  He galloped on horseback, using the momentum to thrust his iron club fiercely at Huerle. Huerle grinned, seeing Lu Hong approaching, and suddenly hid under the horse's belly.

  Lu Hong came back to his senses, and there was no one in front of him. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew from behind, and a killing intent struck. Lu Hong's whole body shuddered, and he turned around to block the iron rod behind him.

  Duang！

  Huo Le's iron axe had already chopped over, just smashing onto the iron rod, Lu Hong was like crashing into an iron bull, his five internal organs seemed to have been shattered, his throat felt sweet, his head was dizzy and confused, his body fell under the horse.

  It's really an exaggeration to say that Lu Xing was able to last two rounds under Hu Er's hands. In fact, he couldn't even complete one round, the gap between their strengths is huge.

  This gang of thieves is actually so strong!

  The internal morale of the Xiangyong Army has collapsed, and until now, they still think that these people are a group from Hamao Village.

  Huo Le swung his axe horizontally and stood up straight, looking at Lu Hong as if he were a pig or dog. He raised the large axe in his hand and chopped down towards Lu Hong's head.

  "Die!"

  Lu Hong's will to survive was still strong, but at this moment he had reached a dead end and could only watch helplessly as the axe fell from the sky.

  Will I still die under this axe?

  "Hurrah!"

  Just as all was at stake, this voice suddenly rang out. Following the sound, a line of six men marched to the front of the two armies' formation.

  Huo Le Er froze, his axe hovering in mid-air: There's still someone here who knows my name.

  These six men were indeed the gang of Cheng Da Lei, they came a bit slower. They followed the militia out of the city, and their speed on foot was naturally not fast, so they rushed halfway and seized six horses to hurry along.

  Hu Erle and his gang burst out laughing when they saw Cheng Daire panting heavily.

  "Isn't it just those mountain bandits!"

  "Look, they're bringing us horses again!"

  "That gun of yours isn't bad, I'll take it."

  A group of people riding on horseback looked at Cheng Dairen's group with a scornful gaze, all of them grinning.

  Although the mountain bandits are not respectable, they are often looked down upon, but whether it's officials or bandits, whoever sees him calls out "Master Cheng". This group of soldiers clearly looks down on me.

  Huoerlie rode on horseback, holding a large axe, showing off his military might and invincibility.

  My horse, my axe!

  Cheng Darui gritted his teeth with a cracking sound, if my eloquence skill is maxed out, I will definitely use my verbal attack to make you spit blood.

  But now this skill is useless, and Cheng Dali can only use his ultimate move.

  "Qin Man, murderer!"

  Qin Man had long been waiting for Cheng Dali's words, and Cheng Dali was furious. Qin Man was no exception. His iron spear was still in the hands of Chi Hu, and now Qin Man could only use a single wooden beam as his weapon.

  Qin Man came with a mighty momentum, one rod swept across, Hu Er Le was shocked, the empire actually had such a master. He dodged low, both sides fought together, fighting hard to distinguish.

  Qin Man swung his staff with a loud whoosh, aiming straight for Huerle's head. Huerle retaliated by swinging his axe. A loud crack was heard, and Qin Man's staff was left with only half its length remaining.

  "Hurrah! Let you know the power of my Storm Battle Axe!"

  Cheng Dalai was so angry that he almost bit his teeth to pieces: "My axe!"

  "Qin is in charge, receive the military order!"

  Lu Hong had already stood up, and the iron rod in his hand was thrown over. Qin Man caught it in mid-air, using the rod as a spear, and after making a few flourishes with the spear in the air, he rushed towards Hu Er's throat.

  Huo Le's situation was somewhat urgent, he took a deep breath and brought out his home skills. Using only his legs to control the horse, the axe in his hand swung round and round, with a mighty killing aura that sent chills down people's spines.

  Lu Hong let out a cold breath: "This person's Storm Battle Axe is truly terrifying!"

  "My axe!" Cheng Dairen gritted his teeth once more.

  Cheng Daire watched the two men's battle and let out a sigh of admiration similar to Lu Hong's: This man has excellent riding skills.

  He had already seen that Qin Man was no match for this person. In terms of strength, the two were evenly matched, both being top-notch individuals, but in terms of riding skills, Qin Man was inferior to Hu Er Le.

  Continuing like this, Qin Man can't win.

  "Qin Man, retreat!"

  Qin Man retreated following Cheng Dairen's order, but in her heart, a fire still smoldered.

  Huo Le won again and sat proudly on his horse: "Since I got this axe, I have never been defeated."

  "Zhang Fei shouted loudly: 'You dog slaves dare to be so arrogant? I, Zhang Fei of Yan, am here!'"

  Cheng Dalai hastily stopped him: "Third Master, calm down, calm down. I know that ten years later you can kill him like a dog, but now you really can't."

  "What can we do now?" Xu Shenji asked. Qin Man is no match, Lin Shaoyu is even more helpless, and now who else can fight against Huluer.

  "I'll... personally meet him." Cheng Dairen's words cut like a knife.

  "Be careful, be careful!"

  Cheng Dalai rode his horse to the opposite side of Huerle, with his sword still in its scabbard and not yet drawn.

  "I have one move that I've never used before, can you take it?"

  Huo Le sneered: "You're just pretending to be mysterious, what's your real ability?"

  "I'm asking you if you can take it!" Cheng Dairen roared like thunder.

  Hu Erle was taken aback for a moment by Cheng Dairen's imposing manner: "You... what do you want to do?"

  "Can... connect... no?" Cheng Dairen slowly drew his sword, the blade scraping against the scabbard, producing a piercing sound.

  "What's your big deal!"

  "I have only one move......" Cheng Dairen pointed his sword at Huerle, slowly uttering two words, each word like thunder.

  "Draw... Prize"

  A gashapon machine appears in my mind, spinning rapidly. Cheng Dairen asks his grandfather to inform his grandmother. System: Give me a top-level martial general, add Qin Man, with two against one, Hu Erlei will definitely die.

  An item has dropped from the gashapon machine, and the system notification sounds at just the right time.

  Wow, righteous young man, congratulations on obtaining a legendary martial art manual: Three-handed Spear (passed down by General Zhang Fei)

  Cheng Dalai glanced at Zhang Fei and thought that this secret book was indeed good, but it was actually useless.

  Hu Er was just fooled by Cheng Da Lei and was a bit confused. He saw Cheng Da Lei holding his sword still for half a moment, only his arm kept trembling.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Let's lighten up the atmosphere, it was so tense just now, haha." Cheng Dalai wiped his sweat and looked at the other person with a serious gaze: "Do you believe me?"