Chapter 0004: Astonishing Skills
He held the spear tightly with both hands, lowered it with force, then let out a loud shout and raised his leg to strike the spear with his knee.
What he said emphasized the strangeness; Tang Yin heard but did not understand. He had traveled to many places in China and could distinguish various local dialects, yet the words of this middle-aged man did not resemble any dialect from any region. Although he did not know what the other party was saying to him, he understood that this middle-aged man had just saved his life
Seeing him so valiant and unstoppable, the white-helmeted soldiers were terrified and retreated in panic, while the black-helmeted soldiers were invigorated, roaring as they charged forward
On the grassland, thousands of people are engaged in a life-and-death battle. One side is clad in black helmets, black clothing, and black armor, identical to what Tang Yin is currently wearing, while the other side is uniformly dressed in silver-white iron armor, shining brilliantly under the sunlight, dazzling to the eyes
At that moment, his wrist was tightly grasped by someone. Without thinking, Tang Yin instinctively thrust his spear forward to stab, but upon realizing that the person pulling him was the middle-aged man in a black helmet who had just saved his life, he hurriedly retracted the spear he had thrust out and looked at the other person in confusion
His sudden action not only left the white-armored men in stunned surprise, but even the men in black were baffled by his intentions, questioning whether he had lost his mind by destroying his own weapon on the battlefield
At this critical moment, a middle-aged man clad in black armor suddenly lunged at Tang Yin. With a muffled thud, both Tang Yin and the middle-aged man tumbled into the grass. At the same time, with a whoosh, a warhorse galloped past them, its rider's lance grazing the tops of their heads.
Tang Yin did not move. He never understood what it meant to yield
He is also laughing, and his laughter is even more sinister and cold.
The fighting between the two sides can no longer be described as intense; it is a genuine battle of life and death. On the battlefield, people wield their weapons, employing every possible means to bring their opponents to ruin. Groups of individuals are injured and fall to the ground, only to be quickly replaced by more who rush in. Various weapons rain down, turning the fallen into a mass of flesh.
Before Tang Yin could retrieve his spear, the remaining enemies had already charged forward, striking and stabbing at his vital points.
A difficult and harsh childhood shaped Tang Yin's suspicious and cautious character
Ah—
In an instant, the knight rode forward and reached close to Tang Yin, thrusting his spear sharply towards Tang Yin's chest.
Tang Yin was crouched in the grass, his head peeking out as he gazed around. Just as he was lost in thought, a warhorse charged past him from the right, carrying a knight clad in silver armor and a silver helmet. The knight's blood-red eyes were fixed intently on Tang Yin's head, and he thrust his spear forward, the tip aimed directly at Tang Yin's neck
The middle-aged man sat up from the ground, gasping for breath, while simultaneously grabbing Tang Yin by the collar and shouting questions loudly.
Tang Yin's originally upright figure suddenly moved without any warning, his body darting sideways like lightning for half a meter, evading the opponent's sharpness and the impact of the warhorse. At the same time, he raised the spear in his hand, and with a sound of a piercing thrust, the spear tip struck the throat of the knight.
Tang Yin did not know what he was being asked, he simply nodded.
Tang Yin astonished everyone, igniting the fighting spirit of the surrounding individuals in black attire. Similarly, it also provoked the hatred and anger of those in white helmets and white armor
At almost the same moment, dozens of warriors in white armor charged towards Tang Yin, some wielding long swords, others swinging battle axes, and some brandishing spears with both hands. This group of fierce and menacing men rushed forward; had it been anyone else, they would have been terrified. However, Tang Yin remained unfazed. With a cold laugh, he reached out and pulled a spear from the neck of a corpse, advancing rather than retreating, and charged back at his opponents.
Tang Yin did not exert much force, but the inertia of the charging warhorse was too great. The knight's neck was instantly pierced by the spear tip, and he did not even have time to cry out. His entire body fell from the horse with a thud, his eyes wide open and unblinking, and he died on the spot. The warhorse, having lost its master, let out a long, mournful whinny and fled in panic.
The middle-aged man was taken aback and asked a question.
Tang Yin gripped the spear with one hand and swung it forcefully, sending the corpse hanging from the spear flying away. At that moment, another burly man in a white helmet charged towards him, swinging a knife to strike. Tang Yin sidestepped to evade the attack and then countered with an elbow strike. This elbow landed heavily on the opponent's face, causing him to scream in agony, blood spraying from his mouth as he staggered back.
Tang Yin stared at the middle-aged man, opened his mouth to speak, intending to ask where this place was and who these people were. However, he reconsidered and swallowed the words that were about to come out. He could not understand what the other party was saying, and the other party might not understand him either. The reason this person saved him was certainly due to his attire, which clearly made him appear as one of their own. If he were to speak words that the other could not comprehend, he might be mistaken for a spy. The situation was both bizarre and perilous; if both sides regarded him as an enemy, it would be disastrous.
Ah—
The middle-aged man who had just saved Tang Yin was taken aback, shouting at Tang Yin repeatedly, urging him to get out of the way immediately. In his view, a foot soldier attempting to take on a cavalryman was simply courting death
On the entire battlefield, the white side was in a position of pursuing the enemy, holding an absolute advantage, while the black side was the one in retreat, facing an absolute disadvantage. However, in the corner where Tang Yin was located, the situation reversed; under his leadership, the black side launched a counterattack, driving the pursuing white forces into a complete rout.
A spear pierced and killed a mounted knight, and Tang Yin truly exemplified the principles of "speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness" to the utmost. The surrounding members of both the black and white factions, still engaged in battle, were taken aback, staring in shock at Tang Yin. The middle-aged man suddenly came to his senses, flailing his arms and scrambling out of the bushes, shouting repeatedly.
The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, his eyes reflecting a sense of regret. Tang Yin felt that the other party regarded him as a mute in the presence of books. Just as the middle-aged man was about to speak again, the knight who had already rushed past turned his horse around and came back, his features contorted in anger, shouting incessantly, seemingly furious that his previous thrust had not killed Tang Yin.
Upon hearing his shouts, the surrounding individuals in black also began to shout in unison. Tang Yin did not understand what they were shouting, but he could feel that the chorus of voices was invigorating and stirred one's blood. It was not until some time later that he realized they were shouting "Feng," which is also the name of their country
Tang Yin had killed many people and participated in numerous large-scale gang battles, yet he had never witnessed such a real and brutal scene of combat, nor had he ever seen people so frenzied, almost like beasts. At this moment, he was stunned by the sight before him
At this moment, Tang Yin had regained his senses. Seeing the other party charging towards him on horseback, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand to push the middle-aged man aside and simultaneously sprang out from the grass, standing on the flat ground, holding a spear in one hand, and watching as the knight urged his horse to collide with him.
The speed of the warhorse was astonishing, as swift as an arrow released from a bow. Tang Yin was in a state of extreme shock and was completely unaware that danger had already descended upon him
Roar
He did not open his mouth to speak, but simply opened his mouth wide and made sounds of "ah ah"
Dozens of silver-armored soldiers not only failed to inflict any harm on Tang Yin, but instead, he managed to kill more than ten of them with his skillful strikes and thrusts
With a crack, the wooden shaft of the spear broke in response, and Tang Yin exerted force with both arms, splitting the spear into two.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides met at hetushu.com. As soon as they engaged, Tang Yin shouted sharply, and his spear, like a nimble serpent, pierced the chest of a man clad in white iron armor. Despite his seemingly slender build, he possessed astonishing strength; with a single thrust, the spear penetrated the iron armor of the burly man, and the bloody tip emerged from his back.
The knight drew closer to him, and Tang Yin could even see the cold and cruel smile on the other person's face
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They have no idea that Tang Yin is adept with short weapons. Although the broken spear is not as effective as dual daggers, it can at least exert greater power.
Tang Yin let out a sudden roar and charged forward once more. This time, he exerted all his strength, moving through the crowd like an eel, the half spearhead in his hand splattering droplets of blood, accompanied by piercing cries of agony.
Beyond the forest lies an endless expanse of grassland, with blue skies, white clouds, and green grass, which should embody the beauty of the countryside; however, at this moment, there is no beauty to speak of, only the brutal clash of blood and tears
Tang Yin could sense that although these individuals lacked martial arts skills, they had undoubtedly undergone training in close combat. Their strikes were both fierce and swift, each aimed at vital points. His weapon was the Crescent Moon Twin Sabers, and he found the spear extremely unwieldy. He withdrew, evading the attacks of several enemies, and took the opportunity to retract the spear.
However, their corner does not have a significant impact on the entire battlefield. Just as Tang Yin was becoming increasingly engaged in the fight, he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him. Driven by bloodlust, he had already developed a murderous intent that he could not suppress. Moreover, he could not understand what the person behind him was shouting, so he paid no attention and continued to pursue the white-helmeted soldiers.