C191

One Sword Breaks the Enemy

With a distance of less than a hundred meters, Chen Fei witnessed a real battle on the battlefield. His blood was boiling, yet his heart was trembling in fear.

The hundred soldiers that had followed the high-ranking officer in black were immediately covered by the rain of arrows after they had broken through the first repulsive horse. Thirty to forty soldiers fell to the ground screaming. The rest turned around and ran.

The last bit of the black-clothed soldier's courage instantly collapsed after the high-ranking officer was killed. They no longer organized a group charge, no longer trying to fight to the death with the enemy, but threw away their weapons one by one and kneeled on the ground, begging for mercy, hoping that the high-ranking officer would spare their lives, even if it meant turning them into slaves.

However, what answered them was only the rain of arrows, the rolling boulders, and the burning firewood.

The sounds of wailing within the canyon were deafening. Smoke and dust filled the air. The charred smell of corpses mixed with the smell of blood was simply an Asura hell!

However, the pleas of the black-clothed soldiers failed to gain even the slightest bit of mercy from the grey-clothed soldiers. They continued to attack indifferently and methodically, as if they were a group of sheep.

People in the surroundings continued to fall down, causing the dead to let out miserable shrieks. Chen Fei could not help but tremble.

Damn it, why did it have to be like this the moment I entered? I was besieged by four to five hundred bloodthirsty soldiers in the long and narrow valley. I couldn't even break out and couldn't even have the chance to explain myself!

How was one to complete the mission? Being able to survive was a miracle!

A small black soldier, finding the body of the horse to be a good cover, threw himself on it, crying.

Chen Fei quickly leaned to the side, grabbed the soldier's shoulder and asked, "Brother, where is this place?"

"You …" This guy did not expect Chen Fei to still be alive, so he was shocked.

"Who are you people? Why are you fighting?" Chen Fei moved to the side, giving the short man some space.

"General!" The youngster's face revealed a pleasantly surprised expression, and he shouted to the surrounding soldiers, "Everyone, don't panic. There's still the general!"

"General?" More than a dozen soldiers dressed in black nearby gathered over.

"General, what should we do?!"

"General, what should we do?!"

"You all …" Chen Fei was stunned!

The battle robes sewn by the Battle Woman were too extravagant. They treated me like a general, but I'm not!

"There's another general over there!" The movement in the canyon was immediately discovered by the grey-robed soldiers on the cliff. The archers immediately changed their direction and focused their fire at Chen Fei's location.

"Ahhh …" In the midst of their screams, three or four black-clad soldiers were struck by arrows and fell to the ground.

"Protect the general!" A middle-aged soldier with a red scarf around his neck shouted as he raised a shield above Chen Fei's head.

"Protect the general!" Amidst the shouts, more black clothed soldiers gathered over.

The unfamiliar faces all had a look of fear and despair, but these soldiers all had Chen Fei as their core, and those with shields would use their own flesh and blood to shield them, and those without shields would use their own flesh and blood to block the arrows and stones, but not a single one of them would run away.

In less than a minute, seven or eight soldiers had fallen to the ground screaming.

However, more and more black-clothed soldiers had gathered, surrounding Chen Fei from all sides. At this rate, unless all these people died, Chen Fei would be unharmed!

"You all …" Chen Fei was moved. He initially wanted to deny his status as a general, but the words were stuck at the tip of his tongue!

They treated me as their pillar and originally they were asking me for help, but now they're trying to protect me!

But what could I do for them?

Charging towards the west side with his sword, that was no different from committing suicide. That black-clothed officer was so brave, didn't he already have his head smashed into the ground in the blink of an eye?

If only Shuang Er was here, she might be able to kill her way through the rain of arrows!

Ah!" Just as Chen Fei was hesitating, a soldier dressed in black on the left suddenly shouted and fell on top of Chen Fei.

A long carved arrow had already pierced through his left eye and came out from the back of his head.

However, miraculously, the soldier did not die immediately. Instead, he desperately grabbed Chen Fei by the collar and used the last bit of his strength to shout, "General, avenge me!"

Chen Fei was shocked. At the same time, his blood boiled!

The soldier's blood was like a fountain, spraying onto Chen Fei's chest, arms, and Frost Mourn.

A berserk feeling started to gather in Chen Fei's body, and a few strands of black smoke started to flow from Chen Fei's arm towards the Frost Mourn like snakes.

The Frost Mourn trembled slightly, as a majestic energy surged out!

Rather than waiting to die, he might as well go all out!

Since he had come, he was surrounded by a group of people and turned into a cold corpse before he knew which dynasty it was from. Was he still a man?

The boiling blood filled Chen Fei with power and he stood up abruptly. The Frost Mourn was raised high up and pushed everyone away as he ran forward. At the same time, he shouted: "Brothers, fight it out with them!"

Chen Fei, who had stood up, appeared to be extremely tall. Against the background of the red cloak, he was like a roaring god of war, charging towards that repulsive horse that was more than 150 meters away.

"Fight it out with the general!" The role of a leader was enormous. With the fake General Chen Fei leading the way, the soldiers in black clothing who had collapsed earlier once again burst out with endless courage. They all picked up their weapons and roared as they followed Chen Fei.

One hundred meters, the number of black clothed soldiers following behind Chen Fei had increased to more than one hundred.

Eighty meters away, the well-trained soldiers in black were constantly adjusting their position as they ran. An attack formation with Chen Fei as the arrow was formed.

Fifty meters away were all archers in the midst of the gray robed soldiers. They were waiting for the general to give an order, and then the arrows shot out like locusts, completely strangling this sudden attack.

However, at this moment, the running Chen Fei's hands were burning hot, the berserk power gathered inside the Frost Mourn wanted to find an outlet to vent.

This feeling, was just like the one he had when he was in the Heartless Valley, it was even more intense than that time!

"Kill!" Chen Fei could no longer control the Frost Mourn, he fiercely held his sword with both hands, and swung down with force!

"Rumble …" In a split-second, the sky changed color. A violent stream of air, with Chen Fei as the starting point, rushed towards the repulsed horses as well as the grey-clothed soldiers after rejecting horses.

Chen Fei simply launched a tank with a loud rumble. Sand and rocks flew everywhere along the way, creating an impenetrable barrier wherever it passed.

"Boom boom boom!" The three repulsive horses were instantly shattered into small pieces of wood.

"Boom boom boom!" The sword wind continued to blow violently, slicing the archers into pieces.

"Boom boom boom!" The swordsmen behind the archers were also affected.

AHH …." "In the midst of their screams, three to four high-ranking officers on horseback were also sent flying.

Wherever the wind from the sword passed by, there would no longer be any gray-clothed soldiers who could stand in front of him!