Chu Yunfeng was betting that these Jin soldiers would chase after him.
Chu Yunfeng had no other choice. Although he could ride a horse, he couldn't compare to these female Zhenrens who grew up on horseback.
Moreover, although the Xingyi Fist and the Eight Trigrams Palm he practiced originated from the battlefield during the cold weapon era, he had left the battlefield for too long after all. Many of his combat methods had undergone fundamental changes. If he was on horseback, he would already be considered to be extremely talented if he could unleash 70% of his martial arts.
Without the right timing and the right people, he could only use this method to create a geographical advantage that was beneficial to him. He could turn these cavalrymen into infantry and let the forest scatter the hundred-man team.
The only thing he could worry about now was whether these Jin soldiers would give up their horses and enter this place to kill him for the sake of revenge.
After all, these guys were soldiers, and their main goal should be to complete the mission…
If they chose military affairs as their priority, then Chu Yunfeng would be a Muggle!
At that time, he could only choose to follow them and launch a surprise attack. The danger level would definitely increase by several times.
Fortunately, Chu Yunfeng seemed to have overestimated the military discipline of the ancient soldiers and underestimated the contempt the Jin Kingdom had for the Song Dynasty.
Not long after the Jingkang Rebellion, the entire Great Song was still trembling under the iron hooves of the Jin Kingdom. To the Jin people, the Song people were synonymous with cowardice.
This guy who suddenly appeared in front of them actually dared to resist their blades and even dared to kill three of their brothers in a row. One of them was even their centurion. This matter was definitely a great humiliation to these proud soldiers.
Moreover, Chu Yunfeng was alone. As long as they put in more effort, they could quickly solve this problem. Naturally, they wouldn't miss the important military mission.
Thus, after Chu Yunfeng hid in the forest for a while, the hundred-man team split into sixty to seventy people, each holding a knife, a spear, and a bow.
Seeing this, Chu Yunfeng finally let out a sigh of relief.
The first step of the plan had succeeded!
The second step of the plan began!
Just one word, kill!
Chu Yunfeng was like a civet cat as he weaved through the trees and slowly approached the last soldier.
Immediately after, the spear struck out again, stabbing three times in a row like lightning. The tip of the spear pierced through the throats of three more people.
The three people who were killed grunted, immediately attracting the attention of the other Jin soldiers.
They turned around and realized that three more brothers had died at the hands of the newcomer.
They were all first-rate warriors, each of them incomparably valiant. Seeing this scene, not only were they not afraid, but they also rushed forward while howling.
Chu Yunfeng didn't dare to be negligent. His martial arts could crush all of them, but these soldiers on the battlefield weren't hooligans. Their attacks were very rhythmic. Once they stood in formation and surrounded them, even if Chu Yunfeng's martial arts were twice as good, he would still be pierced into a sieve by the endless spear array.
He instantly weighed the situation and decided…
Play guerilla!
"Kill!"
Chu Yunfeng's tongue was like spring thunder as he dashed forward and approached a few more Jin soldiers. The spear in his hand shook and turned into a spear shadow as he fiercely stabbed at those Jin soldiers.
With a few muffled grunts, two more Jin soldiers who were caught off guard were stabbed to the ground.
Chu Yunfeng didn't covet credit, and immediately slipped through the gap between the two soldiers. After a few movements, he hid behind a big tree.
At this time, these Jin soldiers also came back to their senses. They knew that they must have met a martial arts expert, or even a general of the Song army. So they all gave up on the contempt in their hearts and waited for dozens of people to gather together before surrounding the place where Chu Yunfeng had disappeared.
Just as the formation of the golden soldiers reached the side of the tree, a black shadow rushed out with a strong wind and knocked two golden soldiers away. They were already dead before they landed on the ground.
Chu Yunfeng's " Old Bear Hitting Tree " created a gap in the battle formation. He then stabbed another soldier to death with his spear. Then, he turned around and used the strength of his shoulder to knock another soldier away.
However, with this delay, the remaining dozens of Jin soldiers had already surrounded him.
Chu Yunfeng held his breath and relied on his agility. He used his dragon form to cover his body and his snake form to push through the grass. He charged left and right in the spear formation. His spear either blocked, poked, blocked, or stabbed, killing another seven or eight people in a row.
At this moment, he felt a chill on his back, followed by a burning pain. The wet and hot liquid flowed down his waist and then down his thighs.
Chu Yunfeng knew that he was injured!
The liger's claw, which had almost closed up before he got close, cracked again, and there was an additional gunshot wound on his back.
Chu Yunfeng couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief from the pain. He had no choice but to adjust.
However, those golden soldiers obviously wouldn't give him the time.
Dozens of spears came thrusting towards Chu Yunfeng, surrounding him tightly, about to pierce holes all over his body.
Chu Yunfeng took a deep breath and threw the spear forward with all his might. The spear shot out like lightning, instantly piercing through the hearts of the two Jin soldiers. If it weren't for his armor, Chu Yunfeng's strength would have been enough to pierce through three or four people.
Although the battle results were slightly reduced, it was enough to open up a gap for his operation.
The two soldiers suffered a heavy blow and involuntarily spat out blood as they retreated. The spears in their hands naturally tilted a little. Chu Yunfeng took advantage of this opportunity and followed closely behind. He first lowered his body to avoid the two twisted spearheads, then pulled out the Tang sword on his back and cut into the crowd.
As the saying goes, an inch longer, an inch stronger. However, once the distance was too short, it was natural for short weapons to have the advantage. Chu Yunfeng used his short distance to fight against the long distance. Taking advantage of the fact that the golden spears were slow to turn and were difficult to defend in close combat, he used his killer moves one after another and killed five or six people in a row.
Although he had also suffered a few more gunshot wounds at the same time, his aura was getting stronger and stronger.
At this time, Chu Yunfeng had completely disregarded his own life and death. He held the corpse of a golden soldier in his left hand as a shield, and his Tang sword in his right hand stabbed, slashed, and hacked, cutting down the golden soldiers one by one.
More and more injuries appeared on his body, and his entire body was dyed red with blood. However, the number of people he killed also increased.
Five!
Ten!
Fifteen!
Twenty!
When he abandoned the corpse in his left hand that had already turned into a mess and picked up another corpse, he raised his head again. He only saw the backs of a group of people fleeing crazily like stray dogs.
Chu Yunfeng's mind was in a mess. He didn't let out a sigh of relief when he saw the enemy running away. Instead, he howled like a wounded wolf and threw away the corpse again. Then, he held his knife with both hands and chased after the enemy.
Chu Yunfeng's speed was insane. Although the physical fitness of these ancient elite soldiers was far superior to modern people, how could they outrun him?
After being caught up by him in a few steps, he slashed down again and again, and another five or six fell. By the time he caught up to the edge of the forest, the remaining Jin soldiers were already scared out of their wits. They jumped onto the backs of their horses and ran forward without even saying a word.
Chu Yunfeng wanted to chase after them again, but he was met with a sparse rain of arrows.
Although his head was already burning up, he was not really stupid. He quickly jumped behind a big tree at the edge of the forest.
By the time he poked his head out again, there were only a few dozen date red horses on the main road that was adjacent to the mountain forest, letting out innocent snorts.
Chu Yunfeng stumbled and fell under a big tree as he watched the retreating figures of the Jin soldiers. He looked up at the gloomy sky and felt the wind blowing on his face. The blood in his eyes slowly faded.
I…survived!
After a while, a soft "ding" suddenly sounded in his mind.
This soft cry finally woke him up from his muddle-headed state.
At this moment, he felt the pain that penetrated deep into his bones and could not help but gasp. He didn't bother to check the source of the light cry. Instead, he quickly got up and tore his tattered clothes again to wrap them around the wounds that were still bleeding.
Chu Yunfeng looked at his own body and let out a bitter laugh.
This injury was much more serious than the lion and tiger from a few days ago. If it wasn't for his strong heart, he would have died from bleeding.
In such an intense battle, he did not have the ability to seal his blood essence and not lose it all the time. He did not even need to look to know that his face must be extremely pale and unsightly.
After hastily bandaging his wound, Chu Yunfeng slowly stood up with the help of a tree trunk. He looked at the neighing warhorses on the road and then at the corpses strewn all over the forest. He couldn't help but be silent.
Although he knew that killing was a must in martial arts, he still felt uncomfortable when he saw it, even if he knew that these people deserved to die!
Chu Yunfeng sighed, held his breath, and focused. The information appeared in his mind again.
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[Trial Mission: Blood-draining Battlefield (Virtual History)]
[Main Mission 1: Defeat the Golden Scouts (Completed)]
100 members, 67 deaths, 4 serious injuries, 7 light injuries. Mission completion rate 71%. Reward: 3 Primordial Jades.
[Side Mission: Weeping Blood 1 Primordial Jade (Centurion 1)]
Title:
[Corporal: You must kill at least 10 enemy soldiers. Command 1]
[Commander: You must kill at least 25 enemy soldiers. Command 2]
[Earl: You must kill at least 50 enemy soldiers. Command 4]
[Guardian: You must kill at least 100 enemy soldiers or 1 centurion. Command 8]
(PS: The higher the commander's strength, the higher the obedience and morale of the soldiers.)
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