Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1027 Water Escape

When the waterfall reached the dock outside Qi County, he saw his two disciples sitting blankly on the wooden stakes of the dock, staring at the river in a daze.

Because Lin Feng took the wooden boat, they couldn't catch up with it by swimming alone.

“Master, that person did not rent our boat.”

Upon seeing the master arrive, the middle-aged woman immediately stood up, bowed her head, and reported.

He didn't look at her from the waterfall; his eyes were fixed on the river.

"Where's the boat?"

"The boat...he took it away..."

"Robbed?"

"It's been stolen."

Waterfall End then glanced at his two disciples. It was said that those who were able to enter the cultivation field must be geniuses, one in ten thousand.

Perhaps because the two had spent so many years cultivating themselves on the island, they had long forgotten the mundane affairs of the world.

He waved his hand, stopped talking, and turned to swim upstream along the Yongding River.

The two apprentices quickly followed, and the three of them swiftly pursued Lin Feng along the riverbank.

Lin Feng trudged along the riverbank, walking very slowly, and his soles were chafed raw. After walking only five or six miles, his feet could no longer touch the ground.

He sat down on the ground, wincing, and gently stroked the soles of his feet. There were two large blisters on the verge of bursting.

Lin Feng knew that this wasn't the most painful part yet; the most excruciating moment would come when the blisters burst.

No matter how strong you are, when a blister bursts, it hurts so much that you can no longer walk.

With a sigh, Lin Feng looked up and around, but in the vast field, he couldn't see a single living creature.

Suddenly, he spotted a moving shadow in the far distance, as if someone was riding a horse, towering above the bushes, swaying forward.

In a short while, the shadow became clearer, and then, many more shadows riding horses appeared around it.

They moved slowly, as if they were gradually appearing in Lin Feng's sight.

And more and more of them came, eventually numbering several hundred riders, forming an arc, slowly approaching from a distance with Lin Feng as the center.

As they drew closer, Lin Feng could see clearly that there were three or four hundred pirates on horseback, each armed with bows and swords. Their target was obviously him. As if they knew that Lin Feng could not move any further, they were not in a hurry. They formed a semi-encirclement and moved towards the center together.

Lin Feng frowned as he looked at the situation before him. Although he was not afraid of the enemy's large numbers, he was at a great disadvantage facing hundreds of knights, especially given his limited mobility.

At their leader's command, hundreds of pirate cavalrymen formed a semi-circle and reined in their horses when they were fifty or sixty paces away from Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's current surroundings were as follows: behind him flowed the surging Yongding River; in front of him, a half-circle of pirate cavalry, an endless stream of enemies; and behind him...

Helpless, Lin Feng smiled bitterly. "If I can't kill you all, can't I just run away?"

He saw hundreds of pirate cavalrymen, at their leader's command, simultaneously draw their bows, nock their arrows, and aim them at him.

At the command, the bowstring snapped, and countless arrows, like a drifting dark cloud, blotted out the sun and covered the riverbank above Lin Feng.

Lin Fengchong chuckled, braced himself with one hand, and suddenly sprang up, plunging headfirst into the Yongding River before countless arrows could reach him.

I can only escape by using water.

The pirate cavalry were well-prepared; hundreds of riders roared into action, galloping upstream along the riverbank while shooting arrows into the water.

The main objective is simple: if you can't be shot to death, you won't have a moment's peace.

Lin Feng swam in the water, with arrows constantly whizzing past him. Occasionally, an arrow would pierce his body, but it was blocked by the broken sword and could not harm Lin Feng in the slightest.

The speed at which the broken sword moved with Lin Feng's consciousness was so fast that even cultivators from reclusive sects couldn't keep up, let alone these archers from the secular world.

Lin Feng was too slow to swim in the water, and the warhorses on the shore trotted along, shooting arrows haphazardly into the river without being able to pinpoint a specific target, so they mainly focused on harassment.

The leader of the pirate cavalry was waiting for Lin Feng to surface for air. He stared intently at the river, his eyes unblinking.

Hundreds of pirate cavalry moved slowly forward, occasionally firing an arrow into the river, while waiting for their leader to determine the specific target.

About 15 minutes later, there was still no sign of Lin Feng on the river.

At the very rear of the hundreds of pirate cavalry, a pirate knight awaited his leader's command with focused attention.

Suddenly, he felt a jolt in the back of his head, his consciousness instantly went dark, and his body went limp as he fell off his horse.

Lin Feng gently flipped himself from the river to the bank, his body skimming along the ground as he swung forward. With one hand, he grabbed the pirate who had fallen from his horse and gently placed him on the ground.

With his other hand, he grabbed the warhorse, quickly removed the pirates' equipment and coat, mounted the horse, and while putting on the clothes, urged the horse to keep up with the pace of the group.

The knights at the back of the pirate cavalry were all focused on the water and no one paid attention to the commotion behind them, which allowed Lin Feng to blend into the ranks.

Lin Feng didn't even glance at the pirate who had fallen off his horse, because with the weight of the broken sword, if it had hit the back of his head while he was in mid-air, even if his skull hadn't shattered, his brain would have been turned into a complete mess.

There was absolutely no chance of survival.

Lin Feng followed the example of the pirate cavalry in front of him, drawing his bow and nocking an arrow. After pulling it fully drawn, he first aimed at the river, but seeing that the pirates in front of him were not paying attention, he then slightly adjusted his direction and released the arrow.

The arrow flew from the bowstring and silently pierced the nape of the neck of the last knight in the pirate cavalry, the arrowhead emerging from his mouth.

The pirate knight fell off his horse without uttering a sound.

Just then, Lin Feng spurred his horse forward a few steps and reached out to grab it, preventing it from running wild.

Shouts from the pirates came from ahead. Their leader gave some kind of order, and the pirate cavalry began to change formation.

Lin Feng followed the last pirate closely, running wherever the pirate went.

These pirate knights, some wearing headscarves and others wearing bamboo hats, were not in standard military attire. They were probably warriors gathered by their families, and their attire was not very neat.

This gave Lin Feng an opening to exploit.

During this time, a knight turned his head to look at Lin Feng, but did not notice anything wrong.

Lin Feng had already tied his hair up with a headscarf and used half of the headscarf to cover half of his face. In addition, he deliberately lowered his head to the side, making it impossible for the other party to see his appearance clearly for a short period of time.

Because the pirate cavalry leader did not wait for Lin Feng to show his face and breathe, he ordered all the cavalry to speed up and run forward, hoping to set up a roadblock upstream to intercept him.

Hundreds of warhorses thundered forward, with Lin Feng following at the very back.

After running for a while, the sky gradually darkened.

The surging river made visibility even worse.

The cavalry leader ordered the cavalry to extend their formation and, along the riverbank, to split into groups to monitor the water.

Lin Feng sneered inwardly. These guys were truly courting death, daring to face a cultivator from a hidden sect with only a few hundred people, and even daring to stretch out their ranks and dilute their defensive formation. He wondered if they were cannon fodder abandoned by the cultivator.

Regardless of whether they were cannon fodder or not, since they dared to attack him, they had already triggered Lin Feng's defense mechanism, so he naturally wouldn't hold back.