Resolution

The deliberations within Yan Province City did not last long.

However, the battle for Lu Yuan and his men had only just begun. As the Iron Sparrowhawks charged toward them, each one raised the bows in their hands. What set the Iron Sparrowhawks apart from other Northern Barbarian scouts was that every one of them was skilled in mounted archery.

"Crane-Wing, block!"

Seeing the Iron Sparrowhawks raise their bows, Lu Yuan shouted out. The cavalry on both wings immediately rode to the front; the Cloud-Piercing Crane-Wing Formation was not only capable of charging, but its wings also served to intercept enemy archers.

As they converged toward the center, the shields on their horses' backs were unhooked and raised above their heads.

Lu Yuan had arranged ten experts who had entered the realm on each of the two crane wings. With shields in hand and the reinforcement of the military formation, they were well-protected.

As the wings provided cover, "Clang! Clang! Clang!" the Iron Sparrowhawks' arrows struck the shields one after another before falling to the ground.

Although some men were wounded, their combat effectiveness remained largely intact.

At this moment, Lu Yuan raised his own Python Tendon Bow, drew a feathered arrow from his quiver, and began to counterattack.

"Swish! Swish!"

Two arrows flew out, and two men on the opposite side instantly fell to the ground.

Lu Yuan did not stop, continuously firing arrows.

His speed was immense, and he drew the taut python tendon with effortless ease.

Every shot was released like a full moon.

Whenever he fired, someone was sure to fall.

In a short span of time, more than a dozen men on the other side had been shot dead.

The leading Centurion, witnessing this scene, realized in his heart that this was undoubtedly the same person who had defeated him last time.

Because among the three Sai Cities, he had never seen anyone who could use a bow and arrow with such terrifying skill.

Meanwhile, the system's voice rang out continuously in Lu Yuan's mind.

[Host used Wolf-Chasing Archery to kill a formidable enemy, proficiency +10]

The Centurion of the Iron Sparrowhawks, having witnessed the terror of Lu Yuan's archery, gritted his teeth and ordered, "Stop shooting! Charge!"

The previous volley of arrows had not caused much damage to Lu Yuan's group, but instead, more than a dozen of his own men had died.

Now, with over seventy men remaining under his command, he believed that in a head-on confrontation, they would be more than a match for Lu Yuan and his men.

These Iron Sparrowhawks were elites; upon hearing the order, they immediately followed him and charged forward.

Seeing them initiate a charge, Lu Yuan put away his feathered arrows.

"Wings, return to position! Kill!"

As the order was given, the crane wings spread out to the sides.

Lu Yuan, acting as the crane's beak, gripped his broadsword, spurred his warhorse, and met the Iron Sparrowhawks head-on.

[Host used Cloud-Piercing Crane-Wing Formation to kill enemies, proficiency +10]

[Cloud-Piercing Crane-Wing Formation bonus effect activated: troop combat power tripled]

[Cloud-Piercing Crane-Wing Formation bonus effect activated: Wind-Borrowing, troop speed and impact force increased by 100%]

[Cloud-Piercing Crane-Wing Formation bonus effect activated: Armor-Piercing, troop armor-piercing critical hit probability increased by 100%]

Following these sounds, "Squelch!"

Lu Yuan had already collided violently with the Iron Sparrowhawks.

He swung his war blade, heavy as a mountain.

A lead Iron Sparrowhawk, whose cultivation was in the Bone-Forging Realm, had his head severed by Lu Yuan's blade. As a mist of blood erupted, Lu Yuan swung again.

The Iron Sparrowhawk closest to him was cut in two.

With him leading the charge, the pressure on Wei Yong and the others following behind was significantly reduced.

Even though these Iron Sparrowhawks were not weak, they were scattered by the single charge.

Another twenty-plus men were killed or wounded.

By now, their numbers had dwindled to around fifty.

The Centurion watched this scene, his eyes blurring slightly under the bright sun.

It was true; this was the same opponent he had encountered last time. Yet this time, he had brought the Silver-Armed Iron Sparrowhawks, and they were still scattered in a single charge.

Watching the enemy turn their horses around to charge again, he knew he had no way out. If he fled back now, death would be waiting for him all the same.

The next moment, they gathered the remaining troops and continued to charge toward Lu Yuan and his men.

However, the outcome remained unchanged.

With the support of the Crane-Wing Formation and Lu Yuan personally leading the charge, these Iron Sparrowhawks stood no chance of victory.

More than thirty men fell to the ground once again.

At this point, fewer than twenty men remained in the troop, and they were completely surrounded.

Excitement surfaced on the faces of the Great Yong warriors.

After this battle, the military merits they gained would be enough for them to exchange for sufficient resources to enter the Tendon-Refining realm.

Their dark armor was stained with blood, and their eyes shone brightly.

"Kill!"

The Centurion of the Iron Sparrowhawks charged furiously toward Lu Yuan.

He knew he would surely die in this battle, and now, he saw only Lu Yuan, the culprit behind it all, in his eyes.

His cultivation at the peak of Tendon-Refining was fully revealed.

His eyes bulged like copper bells.

The other Iron Sparrowhawks did not move, as they understood their Centurion's intent.

Following Lu Yuan's signal, his subordinates also remained still.

They merely watched coldly.

Just as the Centurion approached Lu Yuan on his warhorse, the latter leaped high from his saddle, his armor plates clashing against the air at high speed.

A "clattering" sound rang out.

A pale golden light flashed by, and then the saber descended with the force of Mount Tai.

Feeling the thunderous attack above his head, the Centurion, despite his rage, dared not show the slightest negligence.

He raised his refined iron spear above his head.

He intended to block the strike.

"Bang!"

The saber landed on the spear shaft, which bent at a speed visible to the naked eye before being sent flying away.

The Iron Sparrowhawk Centurion's arms trembled, and his palms dripped with blood.

"Neigh!"

The warhorse let out a mournful cry and collapsed onto its front hooves.

It fell right in front of Lu Yuan.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was deeply shocked; with just a single strike, an Iron Sparrowhawk Centurion had been defeated by Lu Yuan.

How strong was this power?

"Swish!"

The long saber swung, and the Centurion's head was severed.

Lu Yuan swept his gaze toward the other Iron Sparrowhawks, and these men reacted as if struck by lightning; some even tumbled directly off their horses.

Following that, more than twenty men knelt on the ground.

It was not that they were cowards, but they had been shaken by the scene just moments ago. The Northern Barbarians also revered the strong, and Lu Yuan's methods had struck fear into their hearts.

Naturally, they dared not fight again.

"Tie them up!"

The Silver-Armed Iron Sparrowhawks had never seen such a troop surrender before.

Returning with this would surely be a great achievement.

Wei Yong and the others were certainly not going to be polite.

He grinned and said, "Yes, my lord!"

As he spoke, he led his men forward to bind the Iron Sparrowhawks securely, and the captives offered no resistance.

They only looked at Lu Yuan with awe-filled faces from time to time.

"Count the spoils, seize the supplies, and we will rest here today before returning to the city tomorrow morning." Once Lu Yuan finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou He led his men to begin tallying the loot.

These Iron Sparrowhawks had been wreaking havoc in the vicinity for quite some time, and they were laden with valuable items.

This time, even if their military merits were insufficient, the silver alone would be enough to purchase cultivation resources to make a breakthrough.