Fengyue Continent Episode 31, Chapter 1: Trapped in Battle

November 17th, 539 of the Fast calendar, Qingjiang Prefecture.

On a vast plain surrounded by low hills and a wide river, countless Fast soldiers roared and fought with abandon. Swords clashed violently, lightning and flames streaked across the sky, and the screams of the wounded echoed, creating a scene of carnage and inferno.

After an initial period of chaos, the Eagle Soaring Legion soldiers, under the personal command of their commander Hai Yingyang, finally organized themselves into an effective force, surrounding Ye Tianlong, Long Ling'er, and their armored knights who had broken into their ranks. Although

the number of armored knights around them was slowly decreasing, Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er fought with increasing ferocity.

Ye Tianlong's armor was stained with the blood of his enemies, and black flames burned in his eyes. Most terrifying was the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword in his hand, also engulfed in black flames. Having absorbed countless lives and blood, its tip now spewed forth a three-foot-long black sword beam; each swing devoured countless lives.

Long Ling'er, who had always been by Ye Tianlong's side, had her black cloak soaked with blood, but her multicolored armor remained dazzling. The powerful dragon aura she emitted filled the space around her with shimmering light. Her

incredibly agile movements and relentless attacks made the beautiful dragon girl an eternal nightmare for the soldiers of the Eagle Soaring Legion. Even long after the battle, the mere mention of this beautiful girl in her dazzling multicolored armor sent chills down the spines of the Eagle Soaring Legion soldiers.

Caught in the throes of battle, Ye Tianlong, while fiercely attacking with his sword, couldn't contain the overflowing excitement and boundless killing intent within him. He let out a long roar, and almost simultaneously, Long Ling'er, with whom he shared a spiritual connection, unleashed a deafening dragon's cry. One voice was powerful and arrogant, the other clear and resonant, filled with unparalleled might. The two intertwined, forming a unified whole that reverberated throughout the battlefield, soaring to the heavens.

The Eagle Soaring Legion cavalry charging at the head of the charge, struck by this soul-stirring sound, felt their heads throb and their limbs go weak. Almost simultaneously, their warhorses buckled, collapsing to the ground in trembling fear, raising clouds of dust, and echoing with the mournful cries of men and horses.

"He's simply a terrifying demon, he's not from this world at all..."

Seeing the awe-inspiring power created by Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er working together, even seasoned veterans felt a chill run down their spines. Ye Tianlong's domineering presence, in particular, planted a seed of insurmountable resistance in their hearts.

Led by Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er, the armored knights charged forward wildly. Faced with such a powerful and terrifying enemy, the Eagle Soaring Legion soldiers, their hearts pounding and limbs trembling, instinctively fled. The scene was like waves crashing and shattering, nothing could withstand their onslaught.

Standing atop the tower, directing his troops to intercept and engage Ye Tianlong, Hai Yingyang shook his head and smiled bitterly at his own troops' performance. However, he couldn't help but secretly admire Ye Tianlong's astonishing display.

Although Hai Yingyang hadn't had many encounters with Ye Tianlong, each one had given him a different understanding of him. He had to admit that the Ye Tianlong before him had completely surpassed his expectations. If he had previously despised this lecherous rogue, believing him utterly unworthy to be a match for his lord, Yunaya, he was now absolutely certain that this man with such a terrible reputation was indeed his lord's most formidable enemy. Thinking this

, Hai Yingyang became even more determined: he had to eliminate Ye Tianlong here. He would never forgive himself for letting such a golden opportunity slip by.

Flags waved, and layer upon layer of troops pressed forward according to Hai Yingyang's plan, forming a dense defensive line in Ye Tianlong's path. A forest of blades and spears, gleaming brightly, was a sight to behold. Simultaneously, mages began preparing magic arrays along the planned route.

After Ye Tianlong and his armored knights broke through several lines of defense, they surprisingly changed direction. The troops spun around, avoiding the thick lines Hai Yingyang had deployed, drawing a beautiful arc across the battlefield of the Eagle Yang Legion, once again disrupting Hai Yingyang's plans.

"Damn it, it wasn't a breakout after all."

Hai Yingyang immediately realized that Ye Tianlong's operation was merely a surprise attack, not what he had initially thought—that Ye Tianlong was leading his troops out to rendezvous with Liu Qin'er's main force and then launch a coordinated attack to break his assault on the Qingjiang camp.

Immediately, Hai Yingyang, who had been commanding from the high tower, descended, mounted his warhorse, and led a squad of his personal guards of magic swordsmen towards Ye Tianlong's direction. At the same time, the command flags on the tower began to change constantly.

"Where the hell is that bastard?"

Cursing loudly, Bogard, the top general of the Eagle Yang Legion, spat fiercely. Bogard had been searching for Ye Tianlong on the battlefield for a long time, but had never had the chance to fight him. He greatly admired Ye Tianlong's courage in personally leading his armored knights into battle, but this only fueled his desire to defeat Ye Tianlong.

"General, he seems to be charging this way again."

The cavalryman beside Bogard looked up at the battle flag hanging high on the command tower. The flag, indicating the direction of the enemy's movement, was slowly moving towards their position.

"Excellent! We can't let such a great achievement slip away..."

Before he could finish speaking, a commotion and screams erupted from the soldiers at the front of the main force. Dust billowed, and Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er, leading armored knights, appeared less than a hundred paces from Bogard.

"Ye Tianlong, dismount and surrender now, or you'll die today!"

Bogard shouted, spurring his horse forward. But one of his lieutenants beat him to it, leaping onto his chrysanthemum-blue horse to meet Ye Tianlong. This lieutenant was also a knight of considerable martial prowess; his cross-shaped lance had drunk the blood of no fewer than a hundred enemies.

"Nameless soldier, die!"

Ye Tianlong made no move, swinging his Heavenly Demon Holy Sword forward.

Black lightning flashed before everyone's eyes. The lieutenant's lance shattered, followed by the moment he and his horse were severed in two. The two halves of the knight and his horse charged forward a few more steps before collapsing to either side, their blood gushing outwards like a fountain. Seeing one of

his formidable lieutenants fall to Ye Tianlong's sword without even a single move, Bogard's heart tightened, his eyes narrowing. His soldiers, enveloped in the rain of blood, gasped in shock.

"Ye Tianlong, your life is mine!"

Bogard roared, exhaling sharply, his arm gripping his weapon, muscles bulging, as if bolstering his own courage, and spurred his horse forward.

Feeling the powerful wind and immense potential rushing towards them, a mix of tension and excitement fueled Bogard's rising momentum. The aura emanating from him even inspired the knights around him to roar with near-mad fighting spirit, a burning battle intent igniting within them and dispelling their initial fear and dread.

However, courage without equal strength can turn into a terrible tragedy. Bogard and his knights' actions were commendable, but the price they paid was far too high.

Ye Tianlong charged forward at high speed, the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword in his hand constantly emitting a deathly black light, its sharp whistling sound piercing the air. Long Ling'er, trailing him by half a horse's length, suddenly leaped into the air,

her slender figure obscured by the black light of the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword. Bogard, leading the charge and focused intently on Ye Tianlong, suddenly saw a long, slender leg appear before him. The skin was snow-white, translucent, and perfectly rounded, without a single superfluous line. The black boots encasing the beautiful calves exuded boundless killing intent. The pointed toes of the boots curved upwards, forming a beautiful yet dangerous arc.

"What beautiful legs..."

Bogard's first instinct was to exclaim in genuine admiration, concluding that the owner of such legs must be an unparalleled beauty. But his warrior instincts simultaneously warned him that these near-perfect legs were fraught with immense danger, a danger directly related to his life.

With a fierce roar, Bogard's weapon slashed through the air, creating a dense web of shadows. A surge of powerful, mountain-like energy formed a tight defensive net around him, but all of this was futile.

His protective inner energy offered no defense, instantly dissipating under the force of the dragon's aura. Then, a beautiful, slender figure filled Bogard's vision. While the exquisite body encased in colorful armor was undeniably alluring, the black cloak shimmering with a strange crimson light behind her possessed a breathtaking power. The

black boot toes grew infinitely larger in Bogard's eyes until they completely filled his field of vision. Then, a sharp pain shot from his forehead, rapidly spreading throughout his body.

In the instant he lost consciousness, a fleeting image flashed through Bogard's mind of the concubine he had recently brought back from Wu'an. She too possessed a pair of beautiful, delicate, and slender legs that he admired and excited. In that instant, the phantom in his mind overlapped with the legs before him.

"I'll never have the chance to touch those beautiful thighs again..."

Bogard murmured as his consciousness faded, but thick blood blisters welled up from his throat.

Long Ling'er planted one foot on the head of Bogard's warhorse, and the charging horse let out a deafening neigh, unable to move forward another step. Meanwhile, the tip of her other boot deftly slipped through Bogard's tight defenses and kissed his forehead.

Bogard fell backward, spitting out large amounts of blood. As he tumbled from his mount, Long Ling'er used the momentum to leap into the air again, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, soaring freely and gracefully through the forest of swords and spears of the Eagle Soaring Legion knights. Her limbs stretched and danced beautifully, and amidst screams, the dull thuds of knights falling from their horses echoed one after another.

At this moment, Ye Tianlong had already charged into the ranks of the knights. His Heavenly Demon Holy Sword danced with deathly patterns, black lightning flashing and swirling, while crimson blood splattered everywhere. Armored knights fell heavily from their horses, their steeds neighing and galloping away in despair.

The surging blood, upon touching the ground, was absorbed completely. It was as if the earth had opened its mouth, greedily devouring the lives and blood sacrificed in war.

Bogard's banner fell, his main force crumbled, and the remaining soldiers turned and fled in terror, only to find that this made it easier for the armored knights to cut them down one by one from behind.

Just as they had broken through Bogard's main force, several bolts of lightning and fireballs suddenly shot up from the ground ahead, locking onto Long Ling'er, who was freely leaping and maneuvering above the Eagle Soaring Legion soldiers.

With a deafening roar, a massive dragon aura suddenly surged westward in all directions, the rapidly flowing air emitting a piercing, ear-piercing shriek.

Watching the graceful, beautiful girl trace a colorful arc through the air and land unharmed on her mount, the magic swordsmen who had unleashed their powerful magical attacks felt dizzy. Even Hai Yingyang, who spearheaded the attack, felt a surge of horror.

Little did they know that this beautiful girl possessed dragon blood, granting her innate immunity to magic. Aside from forbidden dragon spells, no magical attack on the continent could harm her body.

Almost in a daze, Ye Tianlong had already reached Hai Yingyang. The powerful dark attack waves unleashed by the two leading magic swordsmen were utterly meaningless against the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword's blade light; in fact, they amplified its power. The recoiling attack waves instantly caused the two powerful dark magic swordsmen to explode and die.

"Ye Tianlong, I've come to take your life."

Finally, the incredibly handsome Hai Yingyang appeared before Ye Tianlong, clad in magnificent armor and riding a magnificent, towering horse. Even with an overwhelming killing intent, he possessed an unbelievably captivating charm.

The two men sat facing each other on their warhorses. One possessed an invincible, domineering aura, while the other had a handsome, almost unbearable, presence. They seemed to be admiring each other, with only a tidal wave of killing intent flowing between them, growing stronger and stronger.

It was unclear who struck first, but both horses leaped forward simultaneously, charging. The rapidly swirling vortexes created powerful whirlwinds, and the mountain-like force surged like ripples on water, violently pushing in all directions.

Black sword light flashed continuously in mid-air, and with each leap and flash, the air crackled with explosive sounds. Hai Yingyang launched his attack with a series of continuous wave-like lightning bolts, followed by his gleaming silver halberd, which surged like a dragon emerging from the sea, stirring up a raging torrent.

Warhorses clashed, exchanging ten attacks in a single exchange. Ye Tianlong's cloak was ripped on the right shoulder, and a crack appeared in Hai Yingyang's helmet, but neither was injured or bleeding.

After charging thirty paces, the two turned their horses around and, without a moment to catch their breath, immediately launched into another round.

The bright silver halberds stirred the air currents of the entire space. Within a three-zhang radius centered on Hai Yingyang, the air became solidified energy, every strand carrying immense weight. Only those within it could feel the pressure; the slightest opening would inevitably cause the entire body to burst.

The stronger the opponent, the higher Ye Tianlong's fighting spirit surged. The Heavenly Demon Holy Sword seemed to possess its own consciousness, radiating an intensely blazing black light. That extreme darkness seemed to suck away the entire mind at a glance, bringing to onlookers a chilling, soul-deep fear. If one's willpower is insufficient, even a single glance could cause their entire mind to collapse.

"Kill!"

The two men roared simultaneously, their voices shaking the heavens and earth.

Hai Yingyang, along with his horse, transformed into a ball of bright silver light, directly colliding with the shadow of death formed by Ye Tianlong's black sword light from the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword.

In that instant, the entire battlefield seemed to fall silent, even time itself seemed to stand still. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the battle between the two, even the soldiers far away who couldn't see what was happening were enveloped by an indescribable feeling.

A deafening boom erupted, dust billowed into the sky, and the overflowing energy formed a violent and terrifying whirlwind. Sand and gravel flew high into the air, striking the armor of the surrounding spectators with a clanging sound.

When the dust settled, the two figures reappeared before everyone. Ye Tianlong's cloak had long since crumbled and disappeared, and even his armor had many tears.

Compared to Ye Tianlong, Hai Yingyang's situation was far worse. His helmet was shattered, his black hair was disheveled, his handsome face was deathly pale, and a faint trace of blood could even be seen at the corner of his thin lips. Even more serious was that the halberd in Hai Yingyang's hand was broken, especially the front part, which could only be described as shattered.

Both men used their ultimate techniques, aiming for a fatal blow, and their strengths were initially quite even. However, Hai Yingyang was at a disadvantage due to his weapon. Ye Tianlong's Heavenly Demon Holy Sword was a divine artifact far superior to Hai Yingyang's halberd. This artifact, wielded by a demon god, possessed power that even celestial beings feared. When its full power was unleashed, it was an unbearable impact for Hai Yingyang's halberd.

If Hai Yingyang's halberd hadn't shattered, the damage he suffered would have been even greater. But since his halberd was also a divine weapon, it protected its master by self-destruction under the impact of the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword. Furthermore, the armor Hai Yingyang wore was the Aristotle Armor, also a divine artifact, which could withstand the power of divine artifacts.

Even with this double weakening, Hai Yingyang still suffered minor internal injuries.

Seeing this result, Long Ling'er raised her arm, and all the armored knights cheered loudly, their morale greatly boosted. Hai Yingyang's men were somewhat dejected. Even their revered commander had fallen to Ye Tianlong's sword; their morale plummeted.

But at that moment, before Ye Tianlong could speak, Hai Yingyang suddenly burst into laughter.

This not only bewildered Ye Tianlong and Long Ling'er, but even Hai Yingyang's men were stunned. Had their commander become delirious from his first defeat?

"Ye Tianlong, why don't you dismount and surrender now?"

Hai Yingyang said to Ye Tianlong, raising his voice with a hint of regret as he glanced at the broken halberd.

Looking around, they saw that a unit of archers had been assembled in the distance, arrayed in a crescent formation, countless gleaming arrows aimed at Ye Tianlong and the armored knights behind him. Moreover, behind the archer line was a forest of spears, completely blocking Ye Tianlong and his men's path.

Now it was Hai Yingyang's turn to erupt in thunderous cheers and shouts. Their commander's move was truly brilliant. The appearance of a large number of archers not only diluted Ye Tianlong's initial advantage but also reversed the unfavorable situation, changing the morale of both sides.

"If you don't dismount and surrender, you will be shot to death by a hail of arrows,"

Hai Yingyang said with a smug smile, completely confident. Because behind Ye Tianlong and the armored knights, the Eagle Eagle Legion's thick line of heavy infantry was slowly moving in their direction.

The duel between Hai Yingyang and Ye Tianlong, regardless of victory or defeat, was highly advantageous to him, because at least he had tied Ye Tianlong and his men down, buying his troops valuable time to form an encirclement. Only now did Hai Yingyang's men truly understand that every action of their commander was the result of astonishing calculation.

"You are indeed a very respectable opponent, both in martial prowess and tactics, which are truly admirable. To be honest, when you personally led the charge against my camp, you almost broke through my lines. However, your biggest weakness lies in your belligerent nature. As the commander-in-chief, you really shouldn't have personally led the attack; personally charging into battle is a cardinal sin in warfare!"

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, Hai Yingyang rarely analyzed things for Ye Tianlong. His words, however, further undermined the confidence and courage of the armored knights behind Ye Tianlong.

"There's no way forward or backward, so if you take another step, your head will be gone."

"My head is right here. If you have the guts, come and take it!"

Ye Tianlong didn't panic as Hai Yingyang had expected. He looked at Hai Yingyang and said loudly, his voice not loud, but loud enough for everyone on the battlefield to hear. The calm and powerful words, revealing an inexplicable fearlessness and strength, immediately stabilizing the fighting spirit of his armored knights.

"No one can stop my advance."

As he spoke, Ye Tianlong raised the Heavenly Demon Holy Sword in his hand. In an instant, black sword light surged, surrounded by blood-red flames, shooting straight into the sky. His eyes also shot out a cold, black light.

As if in response to Ye Tianlong's action, the sky suddenly darkened, then burst into an intense burst of light. The brightness was dazzling, as if hundreds of suns were shining simultaneously. In an instant, everyone instinctively closed their eyes.

The light was brief, but the aftereffects were significant. Especially for the archers who relied on their eyesight, who had been focused intently on Ye Tianlong and his companions, the intense white light now blinded them, leaving them unable to see anything but the constantly flashing white light.

"Kill!"

At Ye Tianlong's command, Long Ling'er and the armored knights shouted in unison, charging forward with a whoosh. Although the white light still lingered in their eyes, the opportunity was too good to pass up. The arrows rained down by the Eagle Soaring Legion's archers had lost all direction, becoming a chaotic, scattered barrage, and even their power was greatly diminished, unable to inflict any fatal damage.

The carefully deployed troops had been disrupted by Ye Tianlong's sudden attack, and Hai Yingyang's anger was understandable.

However, at the same time, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked. Even the most powerful strategist couldn't achieve such a dazzling spell. Had Ye Tianlong broken through the innate limitations of humanity and reached the god-like level that every martial artist dreamed of?

In fact, even Ye Tianlong himself hadn't expected his sword raised to the sky to have such an effect. But one thing he was certain of was that the soldiers of the Eagle Soaring Legion had been suppressed by the power he displayed, losing their confidence to fight him.

They fired arrows haphazardly while dodging to the sides, allowing Ye Tianlong and his armored knights to break through the archers' line. Now, only a line of spearmen stood before Ye Tianlong and his men; if they could just break through, they would safely return to the Qingjiang camp.

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