From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 43: Dragon Thorn Mastery, Martial Arts [Dragon Roar Spear] (Please read on~)

The post-war tranquility did not last long. After Wu Fengdeng had deployed his troops around the village, the sound of the Wei army's attack horn was heard.

From afar, dust was billowing up into the sky on the vast plain, and it was hard to see how many people there were.

In fact, it didn't matter how many people there were. Judging from the scale of the dust, it was definitely several times more than their group of over a hundred people.

Wu Fengdeng put on his armor again, snatched the national flag from the flag bearer, and fiercely stuck it into the center of the village.

The battle flags fluttered in the wind.

"Gentlemen, as long as the flag is alive, the people will be dead if the flag falls!"

"To defend our country's territory, no other flags can be raised. I will stand on the front line!"

Wu Fengdeng did not say much. His few words stirred the surrounding world and also aroused the high fighting spirit of the soldiers.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Arrows rained down, weapons were terrifying, and the dark mass of Wei army rushed forward.

Wu Fengdeng personally stood at the tip of the cone-shaped defense line. When the Wei army approached, he waved his spear and rushed in!

In an instant, the sky was dyed red with scarlet blood.

Dragon stabs, phoenix chops, scorpion picks...

The tip of the spear was sharp, the wind was strong, it was like entering an empty space, and it was soaked in blood all the time.

Especially once the martial arts skill of the Sea-Sweeping Spear was used, the rolling sharp edge strangled the surrounding soldiers like mowing the grass, and no one could stop it.

The ordinary soldiers wanted to sneak in and attack, but they were hit by a cold light from somewhere and their heads were blown off.

The elite warriors in the late stage of skin refining rushed forward, relying on the numbers of the same realm to suppress and kill them.

However, Wu Fengdeng even killed those in the Zhuanggu realm. In front of him, there was no difference between those in the late stage and the early stage. They would die as soon as they were touched by him.

The wanton killing is terrifying.

Immediately, a centurion in the Strong Bone Realm shouted angrily and rushed forward with a big knife in his hand.

In the chaotic battlefield, the two men looked at each other accurately, and both saw the murderous intent in each other's eyes.

The so-called killing spree.

After a full half hour, the heavy sound of the horn hit everyone's ears, and the black wave finally slowly receded.

Wu Fengdeng pulled out the spear from the corpse. His long hair was already scattered on his shoulders. A cold wind blew from the corpse, and he suddenly felt sticky and heavy on his body.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

He gasped and took off the broken armor on his body. His maroon gown was already soaked with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the enemy's blood.

Looking at the slowly retreating Wei army in front of him, Wu Fengdeng's face showed neither joy nor sadness.

It was not that he was pretending to be profound, but he really did not have the energy to make any extra expressions. He had just been charging and fighting for half an hour, and at that time he was so numb that he did not feel tired. But as soon as the Wei army retreated, fatigue hit him like a prehistoric beast.

"The first wave has been repelled. Once they have rested, the second wave will attack. Take this time to rest."

Wu Fengdeng forced himself to remain calm in front of the soldiers and returned to the village dragging his spear with a bent blade.

Because he knew that the reason why the soldiers could fearlessly fight against the Wei army, which was several times larger than theirs, was not only because of hatred, but also because of him as their leader.

As long as he doesn't fall, morale won't fall!
"promise!"

The seventy or so surviving soldiers roared in unison, as if venting their anger.

……

This village was built by the river. At this time of year, the river had thawed and was turbulent. The war horses dared not move forward. The more than 800 Wei troops could only deploy their troops on the other side of the river and rely on a simple wooden bridge to send their troops to attack.

That's why they couldn't rush in all at once, otherwise these 800+ people would have flattened the village in a moment.

Wu Fengdeng's side could take a short break between attacks.

Then fight again.

The next ten days continued in the same way.

Wu Fengdeng couldn't count how many people he had killed. Every day when he opened his eyes, he picked up his gun and killed the enemies. The blade of his brand new Sea Python heavy rifle bent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At midnight on the tenth day, the Wei army left dozens of corpses behind and called off the battle. Wu Fengdeng's army had less than 30 men left. The village women who had stayed behind to kill the enemy had already been lost in the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Wu Fengdeng looked at the sea snake with a broken spear in his hand, hesitated for a moment, but finally did not drop it.

This is one of the few weapons that he is comfortable using, and it can still be used even if the blade is broken.

"Master Wu!"

Guo Han came running with orders, panting, "General Zhao has sent an order, ordering us to hold out for another day. General Yang Jianwen's vanguard will arrive at noon tomorrow!"

At this point in the war, Wei State still had lost a large amount of territory, which was extremely frustrating. So Yang Jianwen led his army to counterattack, break the deadlock and boost morale.

The village that Wu Fengdeng was guarding was also on her march.

Judging from the military order sent by Zhao Tiande, once Yang Jianwen arrives, the Bing Battalion can withdraw to the rear to rest, or continue to advance with the army.

The choice is Wu Fengdeng’s.

However, the prerequisite for making a choice is to hold on for one more day.

He put away the military order and looked back at the remaining soldiers of the Bing Battalion.

There are only more than thirty people, all of them are elite soldiers who have survived the trials and tribulations of life and death battles, and most of them are new recruits who have just joined the team.

They were covered in blood and stood quietly staring at Wu Fengdeng, without a single expression of fear or regret on their faces.

After so much killing, they are no longer afraid of anything and are filled with only anger and murderous intent.

"Hold on for just one more day! You and I will both be heroes!"

Wu Fengdeng raised the broken gun high and shouted loudly.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

They shouted in unison, their voices like thunder, and their high morale seemed to pierce the night sky.

Not to mention holding out for another day, even if they were asked to stay here all the time, they would be willing to fight to the last moment and return home with the heroic souls of the Bing Camp.

boo~
Under the charred earth wall, Wu Fengdeng leaned against the wall, grabbed the kettle and drank from it in big gulps, then wiped his mouth with his wristband, and the fishy smell immediately filled his nostrils.

He's used to it.

"The Mirror of Everlasting Victory."

Wu Fengdeng's mind moved slightly, and the treasure mirror slowly unfolded.

Business point: Wu
The ten days of fighting had cost him four karma points, and including the remaining points from before, he had a total of five.

It's time to acquire a great skill.

Wu Fengdeng transferred four business points and added [Dragon Thorn]

In an instant, the surrounding flames distorted and the world fell silent.

The same tall figure in front of me.

He was seen holding the gun in one hand, with one leg pulled back, his body slightly arched, and bright red blood began to flow and swirl on his transparent body.

As the qi and blood circulated, strong winds began to swirl around the spear.

Build momentum.

Suddenly a spear was thrust out, accompanied by a majestic dragon roar, and a spiral dragon-like force wind swept out with such momentum that in an instant it blew away the wheels, millstones and other equipment within ten meters in front.

Such destructive power stunned Wu Fengdeng.

[Dragon Thorn (Minor) → (Great)]

[Dragon Thorn is fully developed and has begun to show its power]

[Advanced to Great Mastery, unlock the martial arts "Dragon Roar Spear"]

"By increasing your skill proficiency, you can unlock martial arts!"

Wu Fengdeng was ecstatic.

I thought that the ultimate achievement would at most increase the power, but I didn't expect that it could directly unlock martial arts.

You should know that he only has one martial art, the [Sea-Snatching Spear], but he can be invincible in the Leather Refining Realm. If there are more, he can easily deal with them even in the early stage of the Bone Strengthening Realm!
(End of this chapter)