Destined Martial Lord

"Take my life? What an arrogant tone. He was just a wet behind the ears brat. He was probably the cannon fodder sent to the battlefield by Hu Shiren! I am the pioneer general of the Black Rock Army, Mo Zan, who has the title of 'Thousand Slaughter'! Just this title alone is enough to scare you out of your wits! "

The Black Rock Army general suddenly laughed loudly. Then, he raised the long spear in his hand and urged his warhorse to charge towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan let out a soft sigh, then rode his horse towards Mo Zen. In order to adapt to the battlefield, Ye Fan had also changed into a long spear as a weapon.

Thousand Slaughter was the title of the people who excelled in military exploits on the battlefield. It was divided into three levels: Hundred Slaughter, Thousand Slaughter, and Ten Thousand Slaughter. Judging from the title of Mo Zan, he should be pretty strong.

The most important thing was that he had trained all of his strength on the battlefield. His pure killing techniques were extremely useful.

On the battlefield, no one was chasing after the beauty of a move. What they were pursuing was to quickly end the enemy's life, and to be able to take the least amount of damage!

"Chi!"

The spear in Mo Fan's hand was like a venomous snake that left its hole, piercing towards Ye Fan's throat at an extremely fast speed. The angle was extremely tricky, making it impossible to guard against!

Ye Fan was also startled. He didn't think that his opponent would be so quick. His body slanted to the left, and his long spear suddenly swept out horizontally. He was basically using his long spear as a rod, directly hitting Mo Zan's back!

On the battlefield, there were almost no people like Ye Fan who could kill their opponents. This was because everyone on the battlefield wore heavy armor, so such a sweeping technique wouldn't truly deal damage to the opponent.

The soldiers on both sides could clearly see that Ye Fan was only a novice on the battlefield, so the feelings of the two sides' soldiers immediately changed.

From the Black Rock Army's point of view, Ye Fan had been sent out to participate. The outcome had long since been decided, so their confidence had been greatly boosted.

From his perspective, he and the others that followed Ye Fan into the battlefield were simply cannon fodder. No wonder the enemies chose the troops that had just closed down the mountain pass. He and the others didn't understand the situation on the battlefield at all. After thinking of this point, he naturally lost all confidence.

Boom! *

Ye Fan's spear struck Mo Zan's back. Mo Zan fell off his horse and struggled on the ground a few times. Then, he laid still on the ground.

"What's wrong with General Mo Zan? Was it a relapse? It can't be a windbreaker, right? "

Within the Black Rock Army, a deputy general was watching over the center of the battlefield, a little confused. Mo Zan had only been hit on the back by Ye Fan with the spear shaft, and then he fell off the horse and never got up again. The only explanation was that he was sick.

"Isn't this too much of a coincidence? What bad luck! General, please save me!"

The other deputy general rode his horse and led the two guards back, wanting to bring Mo Zan back to the camp.

Puff!

Ye Fan used the long spear in his hand to pierce through Mo Zan's heart before raising him up high.

"General Ye is mighty!"

"General Ye is mighty!"

"General Ye is mighty!"

The five hundred cavalrymen behind them immediately shouted loudly. The eyes of the guards at the city gates lit up. They were all excited!

"Despicable scumbag, you actually killed the general while he was ill. Damn it, eat my axe!"

The deputy general roared in anger as he charged forward, a large black axe in his hand as he chopped at Ye Fan!

Boom! *

Ye Fan placed the spear horizontally in his hand, then smashed it against the vice general's lower abdomen, sending him flying. He vomited a mouthful of blood, fiercely slamming into the ground. His internal organs moved, constantly spitting out blood; he was completely unable to say a word.

He finally knew why Mo Zan couldn't stand up after being hit in the back, but it was already too late.

"Kill!" "Charge forward with me!"

Ye Fan let out a loud roar and threw Mo Zan's corpse into the city pond. Before closing the door, two soldiers immediately opened the city gates to drag the corpse inside. Ye Fan, along with the five hundred cavalry soldiers behind him, charged towards the five thousand soldiers and horses of the Black Rock Army!

Kill! Kill! "Kill!"

The war cries suddenly shook the skies as the two armies clashed against each other. However, because the side of the Kingdom of Yun was made up of cavalry, they clashed back and forth across the battlefield. The army formations of the Black Rock Country were immediately disrupted as they began to cry out for their mothers and fathers.

Ye Fan was even more valiant. Although his spear seemed more like a staff technique, those ordinary soldiers that were hit by the attack also fell to the ground, their lethality not diminishing in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, over a hundred people had died at Ye Fan's hands. Their surroundings were already filled with corpses, and none of the enemy forces dared to approach Ye Fan anymore. Ye Fan had practically become a god of death on the battlefield!

Although the Black Rock Army was large, if they were to meet Ye Fan, they would definitely die. If they were to touch him, they would die, and there was no one under their command.

It could be said that the scene was very chaotic. After several rounds of fighting, nearly half of the five thousand soldiers and horses of the Black Rock Army were gone, and the damage to the cavalry of Feiyun was not even fifty!

This was a huge victory!

The Black Rock Army finally couldn't hold on any longer. Some of the soldiers started to turn around and flee. Their defeat had taken shape in an unstoppable manner.