Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 359 Invisible Black Bat

She was determined to defend the camp to the death, giving her brother time to retreat from the rear camp.

However, the camp was in chaos at that time, and Nalan could not find any trace of her brother Na Ren.

It was the first time for the elite cavalry of the Kuro tribe to participate in such a battle. Although they were brave and tenacious, they were still unable to withstand the impact of the huge chariots.

When dozens of chariots rolled through the camp, the few remaining Tatar cavalry were faced with the charge of the heavily armored cavalry.

All I could see was the misery and the howling of my own people.

Nalan was so bloodthirsty that two of her long swords were broken, both of which were swords snatched from other knights.

Despite her great strength and swift swordsmanship, she was unable to cause much damage to the heavily armored cavalry.

She did not have Du Hu's arm strength and overweight weapons, and she was completely unable to attack against the Qingshui heavy cavalry who were all wrapped in iron armor.

Nalan was becoming more and more desperate. There were more and more Qingshui cavalrymen in front of him, while his own cavalry was becoming smaller and smaller.

She searched around among the warhorses in a daze.

She wanted to make sure whether her brother Na Ren had escaped from the camp.

Not seeing his brother's unique figure, Nalan felt half relieved.

She could die here in battle, but her brother could not. Her father still expected him to return and inherit the responsibility of being the clan leader, leading his people to greater glory.

Lin Feng used his clairvoyance to observe the battle in the Tatar camp.

It has been basically confirmed that nearly 20,000 people in the Tatar camp have been destroyed by their own Qingshui Army.

As the rearmost cavalry charged into the camp, the outcome remained decided.

Lin Feng sighed, put down his telescope, and glanced around.

Only his five hundred cavalry guards were left here, and they were immediately at the top of the gentle slope.

"Let's go, let's go into the camp and clean up after them."

Lin Feng put away his telescope, pulled up the reins, and was about to lead the guards to the camp.

Suddenly, he felt an indescribable horror all over his body.

Without giving his brain time to react, Lin Feng reached out and pulled out the steel knife hanging on the side of the warhorse. He flipped his body, with the steel knife facing up and his body falling down.

There was a sound of "dang".

Lin Feng's body had already fallen off the horse. He only felt the steel knife in his hand shake and his arm felt a little numb.

A black shadow flashed past from above.

Then came the guards' exclamations.

"There are assassins!"

The guards shouted loudly and looked for the assassin.

Cheng Liang and Wen Jian closely guarded Lin Feng, looking around vigilantly.

This black shadow seemed to rush out from mid-air at an extremely fast speed.

This is a guard team of 500 people. How can we not see a black figure in the wilderness in broad daylight?

Lin Feng jumped up from the ground and sat back on the horse.

Shouting loudly: "Spread out, don't crowd together."

He felt that the other party was able to hide his presence by taking advantage of the dense escort of war cavalry.

As the cavalry spread out, a guard screamed.

"Here..."

As soon as the guard finished shouting, he fell off his horse.

The guards around him hurriedly walked around the horse with knives in hand, searching for their target.

The guard who fell off his horse was already silent, his throat torn by something.

The riderless warhorse was circling rapidly in place, roaring continuously as if frightened.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and carefully felt the unusual movements around him.

Suddenly, a breeze blew from the left side of his body. Without thinking, Lin Feng leaned to the right and chopped out with the steel knife.

There was another sound of metallic collision, and a dark shadow flashed past.

This time, the guards discovered the black shadow. It was like a black bat, flapping its two black wings, flying up and down, and suddenly disappeared among a group of war horses.

Everyone found it very strange. They were clearly keeping an eye on its whereabouts, but it still flew out of their sight in an instant.

"Spread out a little more, spread out a little more."

Cheng Liang shouted loudly, rode his horse in front of Lin Feng, and brandished a steel knife.

Wen Jian was three or five steps behind Lin Feng.

The two men, one in front and one behind, nervously searched for the assassin's traces.

There was also a guard on each side of Lin Feng, protecting Lin Feng from all sides.

Lin Feng pushed his hands outward, signaling them to continue expanding the protection range.

The man might have used the warhorse as a cover to avoid everyone's sight.

The scene fell silent, and everyone rolled their eyes nervously.

Glance around.

Lin Feng felt that this was a bit passive. After thinking about it for a while, he waved his hand and asked Cheng Liang and others to continue spreading out.

He jumped off his horse and had someone lead him aside.

The entire guard team formed a large circle on the periphery, about twenty or thirty steps away from Lin Feng in the middle.

Now only Lin Feng was left, holding a steel knife and standing in the middle of the circle.

Fighting on horseback has always been Lin Feng's weakness.

This is a matter of habit, and Lin Feng did not deliberately strengthen his training.

In short, the fighting habits he had formed over the years made him feel at ease only when his feet were on solid ground.

Lin Feng picked up the steel knife and moved slowly in the circle, his confidence returning to him.

Just after turning half a circle, he heard a guard scream and fall off his horse.

When everyone turned to look, a black shadow quickly jumped out from the other direction, dancing up and down like a bat.

Lin Feng also turned his head to look at the screaming guard, but his whole body was tense and he breathed evenly.

When the black shadow came close to him, he suddenly turned around, and the steel knife split the air and slashed directly at the black shadow.

"what?"

The black shadow cried out in surprise, and two claws stretched out from his wide, floating robe and struck the steel knife horizontally.

Although Lin Feng's arm was still numb from the vibration, he continued to chop the steel knife for the second time without stopping.

His wind-splitting sword technique was extremely swift. Once he launched the first strike, the second and third strikes would follow in succession, leaving no time for his opponent to react.

The black shadow blocked the second knife in surprise, and then used its two claws to continuously block Lin Feng's knife.

The guards around could only hear the clanging and dense sounds in the field.

Lin Feng unfolded his footwork, and the steel knife in his hand moved gracefully, chopping, slashing, stabbing and cutting.

As long as he can find the target, he will keep striking until his opponent is chopped down by the sword.

At this time, Lin Feng finally saw the black shadow in front of him clearly.

It was Na Ren who was wearing a loose black robe.

Halfway through the attack on the camp, Na Ren disappeared from the lookout tower.

At that time, Nalan didn't bother to look at him. Everyone was paying attention to the fire in front of the camp gate and the chariots that had already started.

Relying on his light body skills, Na Ren climbed over the camp fence from one side of the camp.

He rushed towards where Lin Feng was standing.

When he was on the lookout tower, he felt someone was watching him, and he had a feeling that this person might be Lin Feng.

When they arrived near where Lin Feng was, they confirmed that the person in the middle of the guards was Lin Feng.

Na Ren came for Lin Feng, and he didn't care whether his cavalry could win or not.

This person acts madly without considering the consequences.

The life and death of others cannot affect his behavior.

Na Ren is not a good leader, but he has good kung fu.

Because of his extraordinary talent, his father specially asked a master to teach him the skills of light body and stealth and sneak attack.

He was good at hiding among people and horses, and his speed made it difficult to guard against him.

Lin Feng was the first strong opponent he had ever met in his life.

Na Ren didn't expect that Lin Feng's knife skills would be so fast.

It was so fast that he couldn't get away and retreat.

Two hands with iron claws were blocking the steel knife that was blowing towards them like the wind.

Fortunately, his iron claws were also made by a master craftsman, so even after dozens of cuts, his iron claws were not broken.

The two people fighting were in the same state, their brains were blank, and their body movements came before their thoughts.

As the saying goes, the knife flies as fast as it can in front, and the soul chases it desperately behind.

The five hundred guards surrounding the area stared blankly at the two dancing shadows in the circle.

With a fully drawn crossbow in his hand, he couldn't tell friend from foe.