Chapter 0002: The Valiant Li Sanlang

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Li Yu gazed into the distance, where long spears stood erect, glinting with a cold light. Even in summer, one could feel a hint of chill. The dark line in the distance was slowly moving, and Li Yu could even make out the appearance of the other party.

"Good lad, are you brave enough to fight again?" Yang Xuan Ting bore a striking resemblance to Yang Xuan Gan, both in appearance and demeanor, sharing a fondness for charging into battle. Seeing Li Yu display such valor, he felt a deep admiration in his heart

"Third Young Master." Here, Li Gu raised the iron hammer in his hand and smashed the head of a warhorse in front of him into pieces, quickly rushing to Li Yu's side, surrounded by his personal guards to protect him.

Soon, another heavily armored cavalryman charged in, sending the spear-wielders flying. The long knife in the cavalryman's hand swept through, and before the surrounding spear-wielders could react, they were slain by the opponent. Li Yu immediately felt a pair of cold, merciless eyes fixated on him

At this moment, Li Yu felt an inexhaustible power within him, and the battle knife weighing twenty to thirty pounds felt completely weightless in his hand. As he swung it, all the enemies before him were slain without any resistance.

It is finally coming, Li Yu tightened his belt, holding a battle knife in his hand. Although it is not a hundred-refined battle knife, it is still quite remarkable

Heavy cavalry

"Good. What a remarkable Li Sanlang!" A voice of applause echoed.

Li Yu knew that the most formidable cavalry of the Sui Dynasty was this type of armored cavalry, which represented the heavy cavalry of that era. He never expected to encounter it here. At that moment, Li Yu realized that this battle was destined to end in defeat.

Yang Xuanting's mouth was wide open, not expecting that Li Yu's strength was actually so great

"Kill him, slay Wei Xuan." Li Yu took a deep breath, as he saw the large banner in the distance. Beneath the banner, an old man was commanding the battle, presumably Wei Xuan. Gripping his battle knife tightly, he led the one hundred men beside him towards the center of the army.

Li Yu's eyes sparkled like lightning as he fixed his gaze on the heavily armored cavalry approaching steadily. Suddenly, a deafening crash echoed as the cavalry collided with the shield. The heavily armored cavalry fell to the ground with a thunderous sound, but the shield bearer in front was also struck by the immense force, being thrown to the ground, his eyes wide open, dead beyond any doubt.

"Third Young Master, the enemy has arrived." The voice of Li Gu came from beside him. In his hand, he held a large iron hammer. With his tall stature, he did not even ride a warhorse, instead donning iron armor and a book-like breastplate, wielding the iron hammer, resembling a ferocious beast. Beside him were one hundred armored cavalrymen, the elite selected by Li Zixiong to protect Li Yu.

He knew that this was not a true spear, but a lance, a weapon frequently used by the nobility of this era. It was an exceptionally sharp weapon, but manufacturing a lance would take two to three years, making it unaffordable for the average person. Only nobles like Yang Xuanting could wield it. Li Zixiong also possessed a lance and had even taught Li Yu how to practice with it, but at this moment, Li Yu preferred to use a knife

In the distance, the sound of clashing metal echoed, as arrows struck the heavily armored cavalry, causing no harm whatsoever. Only a few arrows hit the infantry in the rear, resulting in casualties among them.

He suddenly clutched the warhorse, which galloped forward. In the astonished gaze of Yang Xuanting, the battle blade swept aside the enemy's long spear, and with a swift motion, he severed the enemy along with his armor into two pieces, even cutting off the intestines.

Li Yu looked over and saw a tall figure, holding a long spear, riding a large horse. It was none other than Yang Xuanting.

The cavalry on the opposite side had long since vanished, and only a single armored warhorse stood there, while the cavalry was similarly struck back by an immense force. However, he was not as fortunate as Li Yu, as he was soon trampled by the warhorses behind him, dying beyond recovery.

Seeing this, Yang Xuanting broke out in a cold sweat. Had it not been for Li Yu's timely rescue, this arrow would likely have struck him.

"Shield bearers, advance." Yang Xuan's command echoed again. Not far in front of Li Yu, rows of shield bearers appeared, with rows of pikemen resting their weapons on the shields. This formation was intended to fend off cavalry, but it would certainly be ineffective against heavily armored troops.

Yang Ruoxi from the Yang family was betrothed to Li Yu, primarily attracted by Li Zixiong's status and position. In reality, young masters like Li Yu are quite similar; it would not make much difference who they were betrothed to. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Li Yu actually surprised him.

Beside him, Li Gu let out a series of furious roars; each time the hammer swung, an enemy was slain across from him, while the bodyguards around him protected two individuals in the center

"What is there to fear?" Li Yu picked up the battle sword from the ground and mounted his horse.

Bold and unrestrained, exuding the might of a tiger, this is the weapon that a man should wield

I am afraid that even Yuhua, along with figures such as Tu, Shuwen Tianbao, and Lai Huer, may not be his match! Li Zixiong's son actually possesses such courage; how come we were unaware of this before? The Yuwen Tianbao mentioned by Yang Xuanting actually refers to Yuwen Chengdu of the Yuwen clan, who was conferred the title of General Tianbao and is a fierce general of the court. Lai Huer and others are also fierce generals of the court. Of course, at this time, the most formidable general of the Sui Dynasty is none other than Yujuluo.

Although the heavily armored cavalry opposite was formidable, they had no power to resist under Li Yu's battle blade. In terms of defense, Li Yu wore a fiery red Qilin armor, which made it difficult for arrows to penetrate its protection. In terms of strength, they were even less a match for Li Yu. As blades and spears clashed, Li Yu relied on his immense power to carve a path through the heavily armored cavalry.

"Good, attack!" Yang Xuanting laughed heartily, mounted his steed, and with his spear dancing in his hand, he saw an armored cavalryman not far away being pierced by the enemy. The armor on his body was no match for the enemy's spear, as if it were piercing through a block of tofu, effortlessly.

"Li Gu, follow me closely and do not wander off," Li Yu advised as he turned back.

"General, be careful." Li Yu was about to respond when his expression suddenly changed. The battle knife in his hand flew out, and a fierce wind swept past Yang Xuanting, accompanied by the sound of clashing metal. In the distance, a sharp arrow and the battle knife fell to the ground simultaneously

With sheer strength, he confronted heavily armored cavalry with infantry, and with a single strike, he astonishingly sent the opponent flying, demonstrating the opponent's extraordinary valor. Yang Xuanting thought of his elder brother, Yang Xuangan, who was also a man of great bravery, wielding a long spear, clad in armor, invincible in battle, possessing the courage of a conqueror

"Archer, shoot." The voice from the central army came from behind. Li Yu did not need to listen to know that it was Yang Xuanting's voice. He was now a subordinate of Yang Xuanting.

"Be careful." Li Yu gazed at the endlessly approaching army, and suddenly his eyes widened. The infantry that had been rushing forward suddenly revealed a large gap, and waves of cavalry charged through. These cavalrymen were clad in dark green armor, resembling giant beasts, their steeds pounding the earth, causing the ground to tremble.

"Kill." Li Yu felt his adrenaline surge, as if he had returned to the battlefield in Africa. He squeezed his legs around the warhorse, which neighed loudly and charged forward. The battle knife in his hand was raised, and a tremendous sound of metal clashing echoed. One body was sent flying backward, while another body staggered repeatedly.