Chapter 83: Lin Feng's First Battle

  "Fire!" The archers in the Kunyu Sect army drew their bows and shot arrows at Ma Lian'er and Lin Feng. Ma Lian'er and Lin Feng didn't dodge or evade, and after leaving the dense forest, they increased their speed and charged towards the densely packed Liuyun Sect army!

  Sharp arrows rained down on Lin Feng and Ma Liangru, but were lightly deflected by the war armor. Although it was a close-range shot, for the fully armed Xuanwu Heavy Cavalry, there was no impact at all.

  "All infantry, attack! Follow me!" The War Star Soul waved his hand, a flame shot up to the sky, then he slapped the bottom of the Red Tiger, holding a war gun and rushed towards Lin Feng and others.

  His gaze was fixed on Lin Feng, and his spear was also pointing at Lin Feng.

  "As long as we take down this guy first and stall Malan for a bit, by the time Old Steps arrives, we can get rid of Malan! Without Malan, let's see how arrogant this Hawk Squad will be!" Warstar Soul thought to himself.

  "Heh heh! War family kid, your opponent is me, sis!" Ma Lian'er said with a soft laugh, while transmitting her voice to Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, you go and make a few rounds in the infantry group first, then come back and help sis."

  "Good!" Lin Feng responded.

  Lin Feng gently pulled on the reins, slowing down his speed as he chased after the wind. Ma Lian'er took the lead and rushed out first, laughing sweetly as she charged towards Zhan Xingyun.

  Zhan Xingyun had no choice but to turn towards Ma Lian'er, gritting his teeth and charging towards her.

  A loud "Clang!" echoed as Ma Lian'er and Zhan Xingyun's war spears fiercely collided, their mounts instantly slowing down, brushing past each other.

  "Haha! War family's little kid, go die!" Ma Lian'er giggled and swung her war spear with a mighty force, striking towards Zhan Xingyun's waist!

  "Hmph! You're not going to succeed!" Zhan Xingyun sneered coldly, his spear sweeping across in a horizontal motion, heavily smashing towards Ma Lian'er.

  The two men were evenly matched in strength, and they both slowed down, instantly becoming entangled in a fierce struggle. For the time being, neither of them could gain the upper hand over the other. Clearly, it was completely impossible to determine the winner within a short period of time.

  At this time, Lin Feng had already flashed past the two men and charged towards the swarming infantry!

  Looking at the giant war gun with its cold, flashing blade, the front-line infantry of the Kunyu Sect had despair written all over their faces as they charged forward, howling. Lin Feng didn't make any extra movements, still maintaining his posture with the war gun held tightly against his horse's body.

  "Hiss!"

  The spear pierced through the light armor of a foot soldier, penetrating his chest and lifting up another foot soldier behind him. At the same time, the Wind Chaser charged into the crowd with overwhelming force, several soldiers who were knocked down instantly flew up in the air, spraying blood wildly, before heavily falling to the ground!

  Lin Feng shook the rifle, throwing off the two people on it. Then, the gun body swung like a long whip, directly slapping several approaching infantrymen into mush!

  Pursuing the wind didn't slow down at all, still rushing forward at high speed. All infantry in its way were easily knocked flying, just like blowing away a piece of paper.

  Lin Feng's spear danced, its tip flashing like lightning as it pierced the bodies of the infantrymen one by one, then quickly withdrew. Although the force used was not great, it was extremely precise, each strike causing irreparable damage.

  At this time, Lin Feng immediately remembered his father's words when he truly stood on the battlefield. When killing low-level opponents, don't waste too much strength, just defeat them. Save your strength to deal with the high-level strongmen on the opponent's side.

  "Stop him!"

  "Kill!"

  The infantrymen desperately roared and charged over, but their sacrifices couldn't slow down Lin Feng at all. The heavy arrows shot by the archers fell on the heavy armor like scratching an itch.

  "Get down!" A bald and burly man shouted loudly, swinging a large hammer towards Chui Feng.

  "Ridiculous!"

  Lin Feng let out a cold snort and with a casual flick of his spear, he directly knocked the robust man into two segments.

  The third heavy of the Tiger Fist, in the city master's army, is considered a strong one, but facing the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry, it's nothing. Even if it's a fourth heavy of the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry with the Tiger Fist, it's not something that these ordinary soldiers can contend with. Unless the opponent is exhausted, otherwise it's an invincible existence.

  After rushing for dozens of feet, what appeared in front of Lin Feng was a row of huge tower shields! Between the tower shields, long spears shot out with cold light.

  This row of shields is the closest to Wu's fortress, originally used to block the hail of arrows on the city head, now Lin Feng comes from behind and kills them, they have become the last line of defense.

  The shield wall and pike formation were originally the best tactics for infantry to deal with heavy cavalry. However, that refers to ordinary heavy cavalry, not those equipped with symbol dao equipment and who are themselves strong, such as the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry of Luoyun Sect or the Chitu Army of Kunyu Sect.

  "Through!"

  The war spear crashed heavily on the tower shield, and the wooden tower shield shattered instantly. The shield holder behind was directly stunned to death. As for the wind chaser, he directly chose to ignore the pike in front of his feet, and the iron hooves trampled the nearest pike into a mess, then rushed out with Lin Feng.

  With a casual wave of his hand, two shots rang out and killed the two soldiers crouching in front of the rifle, and Lin Feng was now facing the walls of Wu's fortress!

  A perfect strike!

  From start to finish, in just a few breaths of time, the Kunyu Sect soldiers who were killed by Lin Feng and Wind Chaser's hoof had more than 100 people!

  Such slaughter was extremely easy for Lin Feng. Killing these soldiers was even simpler than killing the bandits of Mount Heng on that day. Now that he had a full set of Symbol Daoist equipment, he didn't need to consider any defense at all.

  The difference in strength was obvious, but Lin Feng wouldn't go easy on them. These bandits who had invaded the Luoyun Sect's territory would receive no mercy from him.

  At this time, the Kunyu army was in a state of complete disarray. Faced with such a powerful enemy, they also felt extremely powerless. Although the officers were shouting and urging them on, few infantrymen were willing to move forward. The light cavalry had even retreated far away, unwilling to get close to this killing god.

  Lin Feng spurred his horse to charge towards the fortress wall, then made a sharp turn, and after turning around, accelerated again. On top of the fortress wall, Wu Haoran, the master of Wujia Fortress, finally reacted.

  "Haha! Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry! It's Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry! We're saved!" Wu Haotian shouted with wild joy.

  On the wall, a piece of excitement. Although there were only two black armored heavy cavalrymen, they brought them endless hope.

  "Hurry! Release the arrow!" Wu Hao Ran, an experienced and cunning old man, would not let go of this opportunity to gain an advantage. He casually picked up a hard bow and easily shot dead one of the Kun Yu Zong soldiers who was holding a tower shield with his back against the fortress wall, shouting loudly.

  On the wall, the living fortifications took up their bows and arrows, or picked them up from the hands of their fallen comrades, and began to shoot at the Qun Yu army below.

  Originally to defend against Lin Feng's charge, the tower shield warriors and the gunners who were standing in the front row had all turned around, with their backs to the fortress wall. Now they were being shot at by the fort's defenders, and incredibly, nearly half of them had been lost!

  "Haha! Good!" Wu Haoran laughed loudly, "Keep shooting! Shoot these sons of bitches to death! Don't worry about hitting that lord, his war armor can withstand it completely!"

  At this time, Lin Feng had already completed the process of turning and accelerating, and once again rushed into the infantry of Kunyu Sect at high speed. The war gun flashed with cold light, harvesting the lives of one infantryman after another. Wherever he passed, limbs flew, and blood gushed out!

  His father's arm was crippled in a battle against Kun Yu Zong, so Lin Feng would not have any mercy on people from Kun Yu Zong.

  Zhan Xingyun was fighting fiercely with Ma Lian'er on one side, while his eyes were fixed on Lin Feng who was dominating the ordinary soldiers.

  He doesn't care about the deaths of these soldiers. To Qun Yu, a thousand such soldiers are not as important as one Red Tiger Army warrior.

  "Wait till Lao Bu arrives, and see how arrogant you'll be then! Today, the two of you will definitely leave your lives here!" Zhan Xingyun thought to himself with hatred.

  Ma Lian'er's heart, however, was full of admiration: "Every time he makes a move, it's always just right, not willing to waste any extra strength! This level of control... Lin Feng this kid is really something else!"

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  After two consecutive breakthroughs, the Kun Yu Zong army was in complete disarray. The infantry had almost all been killed or wounded, while the light cavalry had fled far away on horseback, neither daring to escape nor to surround and attack again.

  Qun Yu Zong's army of over 800 people was actually reduced by nearly half!

  There was Lin Feng's role in this, as well as the contributions of the defenders. Lin Feng swept back and forth under the city walls like a hot knife through butter, while Wu Hao Ran led the defenders above to pour down a hail of arrows. The already extremely chaotic Kunyu Sect army didn't even have time to counterattack, each one fleeing in terror like a dog that had lost its home.

  Lin Feng was attacking these ordinary soldiers who were powerless to fight back, while his eyes kept glancing in the direction of Ma Lie and Zhan Xingzhen.

  "This war star soul is quite strong, and can barely match up to Ma Lian'er. If they were to fight to the end, I'm afraid Ma Lian'er would still emerge victorious, that is, if he doesn't run away with his tail between his legs."

  "But apparently he has already sent out a signal, and it won't be long before those nineteen Red Tiger Guards arrive."

  "So now we must eliminate this War Star Soul!"

  At this time, Lin Feng's heart was extremely calm, thinking about the situation on the battlefield. Although it seemed that their side had the upper hand now, the role of low-level warriors was to consume the opponent's strong power and hold back the opponent's strong ones. Their goal at present was still not considered a failure.

  Buzi Shan must be rushing over quickly as well, and he's also a 7th-level expert. This time... we have to settle this 7th-level expert as soon as possible.

  Lin Feng made up his mind and came at the wall of the fortress with a beautiful thrust, then turned his horse's head and killed again.

  One by one, more than a dozen lives were taken away, and in front of him, Ma Lian'er and Zhan Xingyun were entangled in battle.

  Lin Feng urged on his warhorse and charged in the direction of the War Star Soul.

  "Lin Feng, what are you doing? You can't participate in such a fight!" Ma Lian'er hastily transmitted her voice.

  "Try not to move him, I'll take care of it!" Lin Feng's eyes flashed as he transmitted his voice.

  "Huh?" Ma Lian'er was taken aback, and looked at Lin Feng again, who was accelerating along a strange arc with the wind.

  "Tsang-lang San-chui!" Ma Lian'er felt a slight tremble.