Chapter Four

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Chapter 4 (this chapter is free)

Outside the woods is a boundless prairie. The blue sky, white clouds, and green grass are originally the beauty of the countryside, but at this time there is no beauty to speak of, and there is only blood and tears.

On the prairie, thousands of people were engaged in life-and-death battles, one of them was wearing black helmets, black clothes and black armor, which was exactly the same as what Tang Yin was wearing now, while the other side was all silver-white armor, standing in the sunlight. Under the reflection, it shines brightly and dazzles the eyes.

The fight between the two sides can no longer be described as fierce, but a real fierce battle. The fight is either you die or I live. On the battlefield, people brandish their weapons and try their best to kill each other. A group of people were injured and fell to the ground, and immediately more people rushed over, and all kinds of weapons fell, stabbing and chopping the fallen people into pulp.

Tang Yin had killed many people, and participated in many large-scale underworld fights, but he had never seen such a real and cruel battle scene, nor had he seen such crazy people who were close to beasts. At this moment, he was stunned by the scene before him.

"ah--"

Tang Yin was in the grass, poking his head out to look around. Just as he was in a daze, a war horse rushed over from his right side, and immediately sat a knight in silver helmet and silver armor, staring at him with blood-red eyes. Holding Tang Yin's head, the spear in his hand stretched forward, and the tip of the spear pierced Tang Yin's neck.

The speed of the war horse was too fast, as fast as an arrow leaving the string, Tang Yin was in extreme shock, and did not realize that the danger had come to him at all.

At this critical moment, a middle-aged man in black armor threw Tang Yin violently, and with a muffled plop, Tang Yin and the middle-aged man fell into the grass together. At the same time, with a whoosh, the war horse passed by the two of them, and the knight's spear brushed against the scalps of the two of them.

"...%—￥—"

The middle-aged man sat up from the ground, panting heavily, and at the same time grabbed Tang Yin's neck, and questioned loudly.

What he said was weird, whether Tang Yin understood it or not, he had traveled to quite a few places in China, and he could distinguish the dialects of each place, but the middle-aged man's words didn't seem to be dialects of any place. Although he didn't know what the other party was saying to him, he knew that this middle-aged man had just saved his life.

Tang Yin looked directly at the middle-aged man, opened his mouth to speak, and wanted to ask where this place is and who these people are, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth. He couldn't understand what the other party said, and the other party might not be able to understand what he said. The reason why this person saved himself must be because of his outfit. Obviously he regarded himself as "one of his own". If he speaks out something he doesn't understand, he might regard himself as a spy. At this moment, the scene is weird and dangerous. If both black and white regard him as an enemy, it will be terrible.

A hard and cruel childhood cultivated Tang Yin's suspicious and cautious character.

He didn't open his mouth to ask questions, but just opened his mouth wide and made an ahhh sound.

The middle-aged man was taken aback and asked a question.

Tang Yin didn't know what he asked, but just nodded.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, with regret in his eyes. Tang Yin felt that the other party regarded him as dumb. When the middle-aged man was still about to speak, the knight who had already rushed over turned his horse's head and turned back again. His facial features were twisted into a ball due to anger, and his mouth screamed again and again, as if it was unusual for Tang Yin to be killed by the spear just now. angry.

At this time Tang Yin had regained his sanity, and seeing the other party coming on horseback, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he pushed the middle-aged man away with a wave, and at the same time he pulled himself out from the grass, stood on the flat ground, held a spear in one hand, and stared openly. He saw the knight urging his horse to run towards him.

The middle-aged man who had rescued Tang Yin just now turned pale with fright, and kept yelling at Tang Yin, meaning to tell him to get out of the way immediately. In his opinion, an infantryman who wants to single out a cavalryman is looking for death.

Tang Yin didn't move. He never knew what it means to give in.

The knight was getting closer and closer to him, and Tang Yin could even clearly see the cold and cruel smile on the other's face.

He was also laughing, and his smile was darker and colder.

In an instant, the knight rode his horse and arrived in front of Tang Yin, and the spear in his hand thrust forward fiercely, piercing Tang Yin's chest.

Tang Yin's originally upright body suddenly moved without any warning, but his body moved half a meter horizontally like lightning, avoiding the opponent's sharp edge and the impact of the horse. At the same time, he lifted the spear in his hand upwards, There was a thud, and the point of the spear was piercing the knight's throat.

Tang Yin didn't use any force, but the inertia of the horse rushing forward was too great. The knight's neck was pierced by the spear point in an instant, and before he even uttered a cry, he rolled over from the horse and fell to the ground with a plop. Staring round, motionless, breathless on the spot, the war horse that lost its master let out a long neigh and ran away.

Stabbing a knight to death with a spear, Tang Yin can be said to have used the three-character strategy of "fast, accurate, and ruthless" to the extreme. Tang Yin. The middle-aged man suddenly came back to his senses, crawled out of the grass dancing and shouting again and again.

Hearing his yell, the surrounding personnel in black also yelled. Tang Yin didn't know what they were yelling, but he could feel that the bursts of shouting were very exciting and exciting. It wasn't until a while later that he realized that what they were calling was 'wind', which was also the name of their country.

Tang Yin's skill shocked everyone, arousing the fighting spirit of the surrounding black-clothed personnel, and similarly, it also aroused the hatred and anger of those white-armored people.

"Roar--"

Almost at the same time, dozens of warriors in white armor rushed towards Tang Yin, some with long swords, some wielding sabers, and some with spears in both hands. This group of ferocious men rushed towards Tang Yin. If others were already intimidated , but Tang Yin didn't care, he sneered, stretched out his hand and pulled out the spear from the corpse's neck, instead of retreating, he rushed forward to face the opponent.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides met together, and as soon as they fought, Tang Yin gave a loud shout, and the spear in his hand was like a spirit snake, piercing straight into the chest of a man in white iron armor. Although he was not stout, he was surprisingly strong. The spear pierced through the iron armor on the big man, and the bloody spear tip protruded from behind him.

Tang Yin held the spear with one hand, swung it vigorously, and threw the corpse hanging on the spear away. At this moment, another big man in a white helmet fell in front of him and swung the knife to strike. Tang Yin dodged sideways, and then shot back elbow. This elbow hit the opponent's face hard, and the latter screamed, blood spurted from his face, and staggered back.

Before Tang Yin retracted his spear, the rest of the enemies had already rushed forward, slashing and stabbing at his vitals.

Tang Yin could feel that although these people didn't know kung fu, they must have been trained in melee combat. Their moves were ruthless and fast, and their moves were all aimed at the vital point. His weapon was the Moon Sword, and it was extremely difficult to use the spear. He drew back and retreated to avoid the attacks of several enemies, and took the spear back.

He held the spear in both hands, clenched it tightly, lowered it, and then with a loud shout, he raised his knee and slammed into the spear.

Click! The wooden pole on the spear body snapped, and Tang Yin twisted his arms vigorously, splitting the spear in two.

His sudden action not only surprised the big guys in white armor, but even the people in black didn't understand his intentions. They wondered if there was something wrong with his head, and he actually destroyed his weapons on the battlefield.

How did they know that Tang Yin's hand is a short weapon, although the broken spear is not as good as a pair of swords, but at least it can exert greater power.

"ah--"

Tang Yin roared suddenly, and rushed forward again, this time he exerted all his strength, his body was like a loach, he walked freely through the opponent's crowd, the half of the spear in his hand splashed blood rain from time to time, and at the same time, accompanied by piercing screams.

Dozens of silver-armored soldiers, not only did not hurt Tang Yin at all, but he killed more than ten of them by picking and stabbing.

Seeing that he was so brave and unstoppable, the white helmet soldiers were scared out of their wits and retreated one after another, while the black helmet soldiers were excited, roaring and rushing forward.

Throughout the battlefield, White was in a situation of chasing and killing the enemy, possessing an absolute advantage, while Black was the one fleeing, and was at an absolute disadvantage. Only in this corner where Tang Yin was located, the situation reversed, and Black was led by him. Launched a counterattack, intercepted and defeated White's chasing soldiers.

It's just that their side doesn't have much influence on the entire battlefield. When Tang Yin was about to kill, he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting that he was devouring blood like his life, and he couldn't stop his murderous intentions, and he couldn't hear it either. He understood what the people behind him were shouting, ignored them, and wanted to continue chasing down the White Helmets.

At this moment, his wrist tightened, and he was firmly grasped. Without thinking, Tang Yin instinctively returned his hand and wanted to stab him with a spear, but he could clearly see that the person who pulled him turned out to be the black man who had just saved his life. The middle-aged man in the helmet quickly retracted the spear he stabbed out, and looked at him blankly.