After capturing two cities in quick succession, the Tianxuan army's morale soared, and they pressed on with their victory. Meanwhile, in the distant sky, Youming led his army, hurrying to the scene.
When the Tianxuan army, like a tidal wave, once again besieged the city, its majestic aura sweeping across the surroundings like a tangible storm, Youming also arrived in the city, standing atop the city wall, overlooking the Tianxuan army.
He stood tall and straight on the city wall, his sharp gaze sweeping around like an eagle, not missing any corner below the wall. However, after searching around, he still could not find any trace of Qin Qianluo.
His brows furrowed involuntarily, like two small hills rising up, as he fell into deep thought.
He thought to himself: Qin Qianluo is always cunning and scheming, and she has the incredible ability to disappear into thin air.
It's impossible for her to be defeated so easily on the battlefield. She must be safely in her tent right now, not coming to the city walls to make a scene and challenge us.
He glanced dismissively at the arrogant man shouting at him from below the city wall, a slight smirk playing on his lips, his eyebrows raised high, as if filled with contempt and mockery.
He then gently waved his arm, signaling the soldiers beside him to open the heavy city gate. At the same time, he raised his hand and forcefully patted the armor he wore, which gleamed with a cold, hard metallic luster in the sunlight.
With a dull thud, it nimbly and swiftly mounted its horse, like a black lightning bolt slicing through the sky, carrying a fierce momentum as it marched out of the city to meet the challenge.
As the city gate slowly opened and a man clad in armor emerged, the General of the Cavalry, upon seeing his face, realized he resembled a mere child and couldn't help but burst into a loud, mocking laugh.
He secretly grumbled to himself: Has the Xuanyuan Kingdom really reached the end of its rope? To send a mere child to his death, vainly attempting to hinder the mighty might of my Tianxuan army, is utterly ridiculous and laughable.
Youming rode his horse with the speed of the wind, and in a short while, he came to a steady stop opposite the General of the Cavalry. The two were about ten meters apart, and he stared at the General of the Cavalry with a cold and disdainful expression.
Suddenly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, like an ice blade being drawn from its sheath, chilling and piercing. Before he could utter a single word, his figure had already moved like a ghost, instantly launching an attack.
His moves were like a dragon emerging from the sea, swift and fierce, or like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, aimed directly at the vital points of the General of the Cavalry. Wherever he passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting sharp whistling sounds.
The general was taken aback at first, not expecting the enemy to launch such a sudden and unexpected lightning attack. However, he was a veteran of many battles, and his fighting instincts allowed him to react instantly.
He suddenly raised his spear, which instantly straightened, its tip flashing with a chilling light, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, accurately blocking Youming's fierce attack.
Just as the spear clashed with the opponent's weapon, a powerful force surged along the shaft like a raging wave. He was startled and immediately abandoned his contempt.
His eyes instantly became focused and sharp, and he was as alert as a cheetah lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce at any moment. His muscles tensed, and he quickly entered his best fighting state, ready to face the more intense battle to come.
Despite failing to land his attack, Youming dared not relax his guard in the slightest, knowing full well that the person before him was no ordinary opponent. The fact that he could so quickly and skillfully deflect his fierce offensive meant that the person's martial arts skills must be exceptional.
Not daring to be overconfident, he quickly withdrew from the attack range, while secretly adjusting his breathing, focusing his mind, and carefully re-examining the General of the Cavalry.
He secretly warned himself: This person's martial arts skills are quite high, and his combat experience must be rich. He is definitely not an ordinary person like the ones he has encountered before. He must not be careless and must concentrate and go all out in order to find an opportunity to win in this battle.
In the blink of an eye, the two were engaged in a thrilling and exhilarating battle. The General of the Cavalry's eyes were wide open, and his spear, like a dragon emerging from the sea, suddenly trembled.
In an instant, the spear blossoms shimmered like stars, or danced wildly like silver snakes, sweeping across the underworld like a tidal wave. Each blossom contained a powerful force capable of piercing through metal and stone.
The howling wind sounded like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, sending chills down one's spine. At this moment, dark clouds covered the sky above the battlefield, seemingly disturbed by the intense atmosphere of battle. From time to time, muffled thunder rolled in the clouds, as if beating the war drums for this fierce battle.
Youming moved with the agility of a ghost, like a slippery eel, dodging left and right amidst the impenetrable shadows of gunfire with ease.
At the same time, his longsword traced unpredictable arcs, its cold light flashing like shooting stars in the night, attempting to break through the solid blockade woven by the spears. His sharp eyes, like those of a hawk, were fixed on the General of the Cavalry.
They searched for that fleeting opening. A fierce wind raged around them, whipping up yellow sand that swirled like a yellow dragon, blinding them.
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