For someone skilled in cavalry combat, horsemanship is a very important part of their strength, and the fire of the prairie is an exceptional horse.

I've seen many war horses, but none can compare to it.

This is a huge advantage.

Meanwhile, although your strength isn't that great, your horsemanship is oddly impressive.

That is really strange.

Recalling these words, Luog decisively pulled the reinss.

Horses are inherently intelligent animals, and the fire of the prairie being an exceptional steed seemed to understand Luo G's intentions in an instant.

After a series of gallops, it suddenly accelerated, dodging Zhao Dongan strike while circling behind him without needing much technique.

Lu Gi simply thrust his bronze spear forward.

That'll be what is going on? His strength suddenly increased again.

Zhao Dongan, who had just missed a strike and was suddenly hit by a powerful counterattack, broke into a cold sweat, and his mind became increasingly chaotic.

What on earth is happening with this Luo Gi, whose strength fluctuates so drastically? Thus began a battle that could only be described as strange and uncomfortable for Zhao Dong.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Lu Ming, who was originally riding a waror and leading a squad of shield axe soldiers to protect Luo Gi, encountered a tough opponent.

The moment their eyes met, a middle-aged man clad in bronze armor and riding a chestnut horse.

Evidently, a foreign commander forcefully blocked his path.

He swung his bronze pole arm directly at him.

Luang did not dare to be careless.

He pulled the reinss with one hand to steady his mount while quickly swinging his speciallymade bronze battle axe with the other.

Luang's bronze battle axe was different from the ordinary shield axe soldiers weapons.

If one were to point out the difference, it would be that the axe handle was about 40 cm longer than a regular bronze battle axe.

Don't underestimate this small change.

The increased length of the axe handle allowed for greater centrifugal force when swinging, resulting in a destructive power far exceeding that of an ordinary bronze battle axe.

Accompanied by a sound of metal clashing, Luming s swinging bronze battle axe collided with the bronze pole arm in an instant.

The middle-aged man holding the bronze pole arm frowned.

Luming s strike was evidently heavier than he had anticipated.

Realizing this, the middle-aged man quickly pulled back his arms to dissipate the force and then executed a clever maneuver.

The horizontal blade of the bronze pole arm slicing directly toward Lu Mang's throat.

A chilling life-threatening attack suddenly appeared before him.

In that moment, Luang remained calm.

He took a deep breath, accurately judged the angle of the opponent as attack, and quickly sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the lethal strike.

However, at that moment, the middle-aged man, not angered by the miss, instead smiled strangely, and then he pulled back his arms again.

Seeing this movement, Lu Ming's hair stood on end, and he had no time to think.

He instinctively swayed to the side.

Just as he did so, a sharp pain shot through him, and blood spurted for his left shoulder.

The horizontal blade that the middle-aged man had pulled back had struck his shoulder fiercely.

this guy.

The intense pain triggered an alarm in Lu Mang's mind.

The fighting style of this middle-aged man was filled with cunning, and he wielded the bronze pole arm as if he were playing with it.

If Lu Mang hadn't reacted in time and swayed, that horizontal blade would have likely struck him in the back of the neck.

Thinking of this, Luang s back was already drenched in cold sweat.

At the same time, his life-threatening strike had once again been deflected.

When their eyes met again, the middle-aged man remained silent like a silent venomous snake, swinging his bronze pole arm to attack Lu Ming again.

Having already suffered a setback, Lu Ming did not dare to be careless.

He controlled his warhorse while swinging his bronze battle axe to engage the middle-aged man.

The battle intensified, and the two formidable generals clashed for 10 rounds in an instant.

Luang strikes were fierce, while the middle-aged man's attacks were agile and cunning.

The two extremes clashed continuously and the situation on the battlefield became tense.

Meanwhile, while these two fierce generals were locked in combat.

On the other side of the battlefield, two figures on horseback continued to maneuver around each other.

In the blink of an eye, 30 more rounds had passed.

During this time, the pressure on Lu Grew heavier and heavier, not to mention anything else.

Zhao Dong Nan's strength as a fierce general type player was genuine.

After 30 rounds of maneuvering, he had surprisingly not been able to take down his opponent.

Yet, he had no idea that after 30 rounds, Zhao Dongan himself was not as easy as he appeared.

The previous counterattack, though it did not penetrate deeply, had indeed drawn blood.

As the battle continued, every intense movement toward the wound on his back, and a large amount of sweat mixed with the spilled blood.

without needing to look.

He knew that at that moment his entire back was probably already soaked in blood.

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Fierce battle and breakthrough.

The sounds of clashing weapons were continuous like the heavy breathing of a broken bellows roaring in his ears.

At this moment, Lu G was drenched in sweat, his mind becoming somewhat hazy.

The exhaustion from fighting against a powerful player was far greater than he had imagined.

If it weren't for the help of the blazing fire, he would have likely been defeated 20 or 30 rounds ago.

As this thought flashed through his mind, seeing Zhao Dong Nin charging at him again, Lu Gi forced himself to focus and met him headon.

Once again, their fingers crossed.

At that moment, a sound of weapons colliding rang out as the tip of the bronze spear and the crescent blade of the Fong Ton Hua Gi clashed fiercely.

After all, Lu Gi was not a powerful player.

And at this point, Zhao Donan's assault was still forceful, but he was exhausted with one collision.

The force transmitted through the spear shook his hands painfully, almost knocking the bronze spear from his grasp.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.

His three star stamina was struggling to hold up under this high-intensity battle, but the hard-earned opportunity was not something he wanted to give up easily.

After all, if he faced Zhao Dongan a second time, the opponent would be on guard, making it difficult for his three moves to be effective.

With his thought, a fierce look flashed across Lu G's stern face.

He bit the tip of his tongue, letting the salty metallic taste of blood spread in his mouth.

The intense pain constantly stimulated his dulled reflexes.

Then he resolutely pulled the res, turned his horse, and the two men engaged in another round of confrontation.

The sound of hooves mixed with the cries of battle continually assaulted Lu G's eardrums.

He no longer had the strength for another round.

Seizing an opportunity, he executed his previous technique again, shaking his arms as the sharp tip of the bronze spear glinted coldly, aiming for Zhao Dong Nan's face.

This familiar technique immediately alerted Zhao Dong Nan as he swung his Fong Ton Hua Gi to deflect the spear in the instant they passed each other.

Luo Gi instinctively prepared to follow up with a counterattack.

However, at that moment, he caught sight of two other gazes from the corner of his eye.

As expected, noticing Zhao Dongan's gaze, Lu G's heart skipped a beat.

The opponent was clearly guarding against his counterattack.

If he pressed on now, he would likely be countered by Zhao Dongan.

Thinking of this, Lu Gi had a sudden inspiration.

He exerted force with one arm and completely disregarded common sense, throwing the bronze spear like a javelin.

This move left Zhao Dong and momentarily stunned.

Which warrior would throw their mounted weapon like a hidden weapon? What about continuing the fight? With such thoughts, Zhao Donan twirled his Fong Tan Huaji and struck the thrown bronze spear away.

Just as he was about to turn his horse and charge at Lu G.

The scene before him made him go pale instantly.

He saw Lu G riding a horse several dozen steps away.

Now holding a long bow in a fast-paced battle of mounted combat, there was hardly any opportunity to use a long bow.

However, now that the pace had noticeably slowed down, combined with Lu G's unexpected throw of the bronze spear, it created the chance for him to draw and knock an arrow.

In a flash, Lu G put all his remaining strength into this shot.

Precise shooting.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Three arrows shot straight toward Zhao Dongan, who was several dozen steps away.

Caught off guard by this mounted archery, Zhao Dong Nan was taken by surprise as he swung his Fong Ton Hua Gi to deflect the bronze spear.

The three arrows were already upon him.