Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 360 Kuro Goddess

Since coming to this world, Lin Feng has met many masters, and he has defeated them all with his wisdom and superb skills.

At this moment, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and he had never slashed so many times in one breath.

But the opponent can still move quickly and not be at a disadvantage.

At that time, Qiao Jun's skills were much faster than those of ordinary people, but he still fell under his sword.

Today, this black bat can actually withstand so many swords, which is quite impressive.

He was breathing heavily, and Black Bat was breathing even harder, as if a rag was stuffed in his throat.

Even the whistling sword wind could not cover it up.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and increased the speed of his knife, not caring about anything else, just swinging the knife faster than a windmill.

I felt as if I had entered a state where man and sword were one, which was the peak state in my previous life.

The guards who had gathered in a circle could only see the flying sword lights and pieces of black clothes fluttering like butterflies.

The black bat finally couldn't hold on any longer, and gritted his teeth and used his body to block Lin Feng's sword attack.

Then his body retreated rapidly, swung in the air, passed the guards, and dived into the group of war horses.

Lin Feng leaned on the ground with his knife, gasping for breath and shouting.

"Everyone... spread out and find him."

The guards immediately rode their horses and dispersed. Now they all knew that this guy was hiding among the herd of war horses.

Cheng Liang and Wen Jian also jumped off their horses and rushed towards the direction where the black shadow disappeared with knives in hand.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, held the knife in his hand, and walked forward slowly.

Pieces of black tattered robes were scattered on the ground, cut by Lin Feng's steel knife.

Maybe it was just cut by the sharp sword wind.

Judging from Lin Feng's touch, looking back now, the black bat must have been injured.

And there are more than one place. Now it is probably difficult to move and is working hard to recover.

Lin Feng stepped forward step by step, paying attention to the changes on the land.

Finally, I saw a black mark. Upon closer inspection, it was a drop of blood that had seeped into the soil.

Not far away, Lin Feng found another drop of blood.

As we follow the blood trail, the distance between the blood spots becomes shorter and shorter, and the blood spots become denser and denser.

This shows that the black bat was seriously injured.

Just as he was about to arrive in front of the few guards at the outermost circle.

Suddenly, a guard screamed and fell off his horse. The warhorse also neighed and reared up.

The guards immediately surrounded the place.

The frightened warhorse turned around and rushed out as if it had gone mad.

Without Lin Feng's order, the guards rode their horses to chase the frightened horse.

Cheng Liang quickly brought Lin Feng's warhorse over, asked Lin Feng to climb on it, and urged the horse to follow.

There was an empty horse running in front, and everyone could see it clearly.

But the warhorse ran very wildly, as if someone was riding it, which was very strange.

Lin Feng's horse was fast and he caught up with the front in a moment.

"Keep your distance and don't give him any chance to take advantage."

Lin Feng shouted loudly.

After saying this, he urged his horse hard and left the other guards behind like a gust of wind.

In the Tatar camp, the battle is nearing its end.

The heavy armored battalion and chariot troops broke the Tatar cavalry into pieces and routed them completely.

The Qingshui Army cavalry rushed into the camp immediately and formed teams to chase and kill the fleeing Tatar cavalry.

Nalan was already in despair. She fought desperately, but the Qingshui Army's cavalry became more and more numerous.

She no longer had any hope of living and just wanted to stay here until she died in battle.

But there were six bronze-armored Tartars around her, who were trying their best to protect her.

These six bronze armors were brought by Na Ren from his tribe, and he is also one of the top masters in the Kuro tribe.

With the joint efforts of six people, they finally brought Nalan out of the encirclement.

The six people took Nalan with them and rushed into the wilderness.

The team has been defeated and cannot be organized at all. The only thing they can do is to save the princess of the Kuro tribe first.

Several bronze-armored men lost their way and just ran towards places with fewer people.

The Tatars had excellent riding skills and gradually left the pursuers behind.

And they were getting farther and farther away, until they could no longer see any trace of the pursuers behind them. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief and slow down their horses.

Nalan had a blank expression on her face. Perhaps she knew that this ending was not unexpected.

But he didn't expect that despite his desperate efforts to command the resistance, the team was defeated so quickly.

Seeing the six bronze-armored men remain silent, Nalan sighed.

"Have you seen my brother?"

Several people shook their heads to indicate that they didn't see it.

Nalan felt a little relieved.

As long as no one saw it, it's good news. With Na Ren's skills, he wouldn't be killed so quickly.

Nalan glanced around.

"I'm fine now. Go gather up the scattered soldiers. It's best to meet up at the village ahead."

Nalan pointed to a ruined village not far ahead.

The six bronze-armored men looked at each other, and four of them remained to accompany Nalan. The remaining two turned their horses around and went to gather the scattered soldiers.

Nalan brought four bronze armors to the front of the village, dismounted, and stretched his tired waist.

Someone in bronze armor handed over a water bag.

Nalan's throat was dry because he was shouting so hard and running so fast that the water evaporated too quickly.

She tilted her head back and took several gulps of water, some water stains sliding down her pale cheeks and dripping onto her hair.

Several bronze-armored men stared at her blankly. This was the goddess in their hearts.

Among these four bronze-armored men, there was a guy whose leg was broken by Nalan.

Of course, it was because of the marriage proposal in the past.

At that time, Nalan's request was very simple: he would marry her as long as he defeated her.

However, anyone who dares to challenge will have his legs broken.

Even though their legs were broken by her, it did not hinder their admiration for the goddess in their hearts.

One of them, a bronze-armored warrior named Abuhan, swallowed hard.

"Princess, how could you come here and suffer this?"

They all knew that Nalan was the chief guard serving the emperor of the Tiezhen tribe, but they didn't expect that a princess would run to the front line to fight.

Nalan was sad and didn't bother to pay attention to the bronze-armored warriors. He just lowered his head and said nothing.

Another bronze armored man named Ah Xian was also once a fervent pursuer of Nalan.

The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a strong body and excellent martial arts skills.

If he had a good background, he could have been promoted to Silver Armor with his military achievements and riding and archery skills.

Ah Xian looked at Nalan's thin cheeks and body and felt heartbroken.

"Princess, please come back with us to your tribe. This crime is something only men can bear."

Nalan was disheartened and looked up at Ah Xian.

"I'm afraid I can't go back."

"why?"

"My enemy is here. If he doesn't die, I... will die."

Nalan's voice was choked with sobs.

Nalan, who always appears cold, noble, strong and domineering in front of others, also has a weak and helpless side.

The four bronze-armored warriors were immediately aroused with an immense desire to protect.

"Let us avenge you, Princess. Just tell us who your enemy is."

Na Ren did not tell them about the grudge between his sister and Lin Feng. Na Ren thought that this was his family affair and he could solve it easily.

Nalan looked blankly at the gradually darkening sky for a while.

"Forget it, gather your men and return to the main camp. Don't get involved."

Ah Xian stood up angrily: "Princess, do you still consider us your family?"

Abuhan also frowned and asked, "Princess, are we here just to lose a battle and then go back? Are we still Kuro warriors?"

The other two bronze-armored men also glared at Nalan with indignant expressions.

Ah Xian said sincerely, "Princess, just give the order. Even if it means you want Ah Xian to die, I won't hesitate for a moment."

Nalan turned and stared into Ah Xian's eyes, which contained only sincerity and determination.

"Ah Xian, I...sorry for you guys before..."

"No, Princess, we overestimated our abilities. I have worked very hard over the years. I hope you will give Ah Xian another chance and see if you can break my legs again."

Nalan sighed: "I don't know if God will give Nalan a chance to live."

Seeing his own princess, the white moonlight in his heart, a sad look appeared on his face.

How could the Kuro warriors endure this?