Amidst the blazing fire, countless figures, wailing and struggling, gradually fell silent and motionless.
However, life is truly a miracle; even though the sky was ablaze with flames, many Black Knights still survived.
Although they were badly burned, their steel helmets and armor saved them. Metal is not flammable, and although it conducts heat quickly, their rudimentary Dou Qi and the frenzied momentum of their warhorses propelled them forward. In particular, the mad roar of the scarred knight leader at the forefront, mixed with Dou Qi aura, reached everyone's ears. Guided by this sound, some cavalrymen who had lost their way in the smoke finally found their way forward. They charged madly into the flames and finally broke through the sea of fire.
The three King, wearing golden helmets, were not in a particularly bad state compared to the soldiers, because they were protected by one or two Dou Qi in battle qi. Although they were only Two-Star Class experts, in such natural flames, Two-Star Class could release their Dou Qi qi to protect themselves and slightly block the oncoming smoke and flames, so they also broke out of the sea of fire.
The wild grass on the ground could not sustain the fire for long; after about ten minutes, the fire began to gradually weaken.
At this point, of the more than 1,500 Black Cavalrymen, 500 or 600 finally escaped the inferno alive.
Behind them, amidst the still-sparkling ashes, lay men, half-dead, their limbs twitching and deformed from the heat, clinging to their last breath, Teleport instinctively. The scene was utterly gruesome, a pitch-black Hell, almost unbearable to behold. The air was thick with the stench of burning flesh and a faint aroma of meat. Clumps of charred, solidified matter were vaguely recognizable as the remains of the dead Black Knights and their horses. Every now and then, soft 'bang, bang, bang' sounds rang out—the sounds of the entrails of the dead men and horses bursting under the intense heat, spraying red and white fluids like fireworks.
Although the Black Cavalrymen who escaped were all seasoned soldiers who had seen blood on the battlefield, they dared not look back even once. Even a fleeting glimpse of that Hell scene would cause them to bend over and vomit, or burst into tears. Many even lost the ability to think, their bodies trembling and convulsing as if they had lost their souls. It was too terrible, too tragic; it was simply a living Hell.
The leader of the Scarface Knights reined in his horse and looked back, his face ashen.
He had experienced over a hundred wars, large and small, and had been wielding a sword on the battlefield since he was a sixteen-year-old boy. Over more than a decade, he accumulated military merits and became a knight of the Imperial Knights' Hall. Apart from the unique metal judgment armor worn by the Knights' Hall, the huge, scorching scar on his face was his greatest medal. He had always firmly believed that he had grasped the essence of war and would never stumble in such a petty skirmish with a small border country... Who knew that he would not only stumble, but stumble badly.
"Form ranks... Assemble!" The Scarface Knight leader roared, and the horns sounded again.
Of the remaining five or six hundred cavalry, more than four hundred still retained their fighting strength. The troops quickly regrouped, the warhorses neighed, and the scarred knight leader brandished his Sharp Sword and roared "Revenge!" His voice resounded through the sky like thunder, shaking people to their core. Then, he was the first to charge towards the small hill less than fifty meters away, like an arrow released from a bow.
All the black-clad cavalrymen behind them galloped wildly, following closely behind.
On that small hill, beneath a strange banner dripping blood from a double-headed dog-axe sword, the Chambord commander, clad in black armor, was surrounded by fewer than fifty guards. It was clear that the Chambord people were in a state of panic and chaos. Obviously, they had not expected that the fire would not be able to completely eliminate the invaders, and now it was too late to escape.
In less than fifty meters, an intruder could arrive in ten breaths.
"Kill them! Cut off their heads! Storm into Chambord City and let the people of Chambord taste the agony of being burned alive!"
This was the only thought in the mind of the Scarface leader and every one of the burn-scarred intruders.
They're going crazy!
Ding ding ding ding--!
A series of Sharp Sword clashes echoed through the dense forest, and despite it being daytime, the Mars that erupted under the shade of the trees were still dazzlingly bright.
Two figures soared into the air, then flashed past each other like lightning.
This was a direct sword duel.
In the blink of an eye, Black Knight Dick thrust his sword twenty-three times, while Lampard thrust twenty-six times. The result of the three fewer thrusts was that after the figures landed side by side, Black Knight Dick had two-finger-deep bloodstains on his shoulder, arm, and thigh.
Puff puff puff puff--!
After a brief silence, a dozen or so trees, each as thick as a bowl, around the two suddenly snapped in half. The broken edges were sharp and clean, as if they had been struck by the invisible sword energy that had overflowed during their fight. At first, no one noticed, until the wind blew by and the treetops slowly fell to the ground after a long while.
"Excellent swordsmanship!" The short, thin, four-star expert Dick slowly turned around, looking at the black greatsword in Lampard's hand. His surprise deepened. "I never expected that there would be such a master as you hidden in Chambord City. Your sword is forty pounds heavier than mine, but you can strike three more times in an instant. I have to admit, your swordsmanship is superior to mine!"
Lampard gave a soft snort, remaining silent.
"Heh, what a pity. Such powerful swordsmanship can't save you. You can only blame yourself for choosing the wrong battlefield..." The short, skinny, Star Class expert Dick revealed a cruel smile. Suddenly, streaks of blue light floated out from the surrounding trees and rapidly entered his body. Then, the three bleeding wounds on his body quickly healed and disappeared in an instant. He then smiled smugly, "I cultivate Wood-Element Dou Qi, the most healing Dou Qi among all Dou Qi types. And all around are trees, so I can absorb wood spirit qi at will. You can stab me thirty or three hundred times, and I can recover. But as long as I stab you One Sword, your strength will gradually decline. Hehe, until all the blood in your body is drained, then I will cut off your head as my thirtieth trophy!"
"Enough with the nonsense!" Lampard snorted coldly, unmoved, as lightning surged from his body.
"Haha, how ruthless! Hehe, I love collecting the heads of ruthless masters like you..." The short, skinny Dick seemed like a chatterbox, but in reality, he was slowly eroding his opponent's confidence. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and tiny specks of blue light continuously drifted from the countless trees around him, enveloping his body. Although the trees began to wither at a visible speed, the blue Dou Qi aura emanating from Dick's body surged wildly, quickly overshadowing Lampard's aura. He licked his lips. "Now, you'll try to take this move from me..."
As he spoke, he slowly Teleport the Sharp Sword in his hand.
A cyan light curtain spread from the sword blade, and gradually a lifelike green dragon head, composed of cyan Dou Qi, opened its mouth, revealing sharp Teeth that were visible to the naked eye. A faint aura emanated from it, making it seem as if a real dragon had been born.
" Dou Qi Technique... Azure-Light-Dragon-Aura Sword--!!!"
The enormous blue dragon head opened its mouth and with a thunderous roar, spat out an ancient blue longsword formed from condensed Dou Qi. The sword was four meters long, seemingly tangible, and vibrated with a buzzing sound. It tore through the air, causing rocks to crumble, trees to bend, and dust to billow into the sky, sweeping towards Lampard!
It's another advanced Dou Qi technique.
The warriors of the Imperial Knights' Hall are indeed well-established and far superior to ordinary wandering Four-Star Warrior.
The [ Azure Light Dragon Qi Sword ] Dou Qi instantly boosted Dick's attack power by more than double. The destructive power of this move was already approaching the Peak Four-Star Class... a terrifying boost!
Lampard's expression remained unchanged.
His greatsword was planted deep in the ground, crackling electricity crackling around him. Faintly, a Golden Lion, its head held high and roaring, was drawn in the void behind him. He stood still, slowly clenching his fist, gently placing it between his waist and abdomen. This slight movement seemed to possess an incredible magic; the electricity swirling around him instantly condensed and contracted onto his right fist like a whale drawing in water. Then, a tiny silver dot appeared on his fist, paused slightly, and then burst forth with blinding silver light...
The Sun in the sky was also obscured by this silvery light.
Dick, Four-Star Class expert opposite him, felt a sharp pain in his eyes and had to close them to Avoid the dazzling light emanating from his opponent's right fist. Then he heard the silent, cold-blooded red-haired swordsman's low growl—
"Flash-Lightning-Speed-Fist!!"
It's also Dou Qi technique? A master from a small, backwater country actually knows Dou Qi techniques?
Short and skinny Dick is unbelievable.
In the next instant, he felt a strong sense of danger. A huge electric force came towards him. In his shock, he activated the Azure Light Dragon Qi Sword with all his might, and the four-dimensional giant azure Dou Qi sword suddenly increased in size again.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Countless blinding silver lightning bolts struck the five-meter-long azure dragon-qi Dou Qi giant sword.
Then--
Click... Click... Click!
A slight cracking sound rang out, and Dick was shocked. He felt the Azure Light Dragon Qi Sword shatter. In the instant it was struck by countless huge bolts of lightning, sharp energy directly shattered the longsword generated by the azure Wood-Element Dou Qi technique. He watched helplessly as his Four-Star Class Dou Qi technique [ Azure Light Dragon Qi Sword ] was shattered like dry leaves!
Then, beams of silver light shot towards us.
"This... how is this possible!?"
He opened his eyes, but couldn't see anything.
"Too fast! I can't see his punches, I can't even catch the mark of his punches... Damn it..." Dick was terrified. He unleashed a series of azure defensive sword energies in front of him while simultaneously retreating rapidly, trying to dodge the attack... However, all the defensive sword energies crumbled instantly like paper, and the continuous silver lightning struck his body in an instant...
Then, all was silent.
"If your heart is broken, can you repair and heal it using Wood-Element Dou Qi?"
Lampard Earth Inquiry coldly, his face almost pressed against his opponent's panicked and incredulous face, still in a punching stance, his right fist having completely pierced through the short, thin Dick's chest and emerged from his back, his hand clutching a heart that was still beating slowly and instinctively.
"No..." Despair filled Dick's eyes, and the power in his body began to dissipate.
"Don't worry, I don't have the habit of collecting my opponents' heads," Lampard's voice rang out again.
A strange, ambiguous expression appeared on the short, thin Dick's face, as if he wanted to say something.
"But... I will crush my opponent's heart." Lampard finished speaking, and with a slight tremor of his hand, the heart in his palm turned into a cloud of blood mist.
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