The laughter subsided, and figures flickered.
The behemoth knight leaped directly from the black beast, soaring like an eagle across three or four hundred meters, soaring over the heads of thousands of soldiers. With a few rapid flashes of light, he was already at the foot of the hill, laughing loudly. He smashed several experts blocking his way with a single punch, his killing intent sharp as a blade, unstoppable, as he charged straight up the hill.
"Protect His Highness the Prince!"
Stop him!
"Quick, quick, don't let him get up there!"
The behemoth knight descended like a god, closing in on the army commander and finally causing a slight disturbance in Ajax's army. Although they knew that His Highness the Prince was invincible and renowned throughout the country for his martial prowess, the performance of this Zenit expert truly chilled everyone, who feared that something might happen to their commander.
Unfortunately, such a reaction was seen as a great humiliation by the cold and arrogant figure.
"What's the panic? Get out of my way! I, the prince, will personally slay him!" He swept aside the guards blocking his path, his body wreathed in fiery Dou Qi. Looking down at his opponents with overwhelming dominance, he roared, " Zenit warrior below, state your name! I, the prince, will personally kill you!"
"Hahaha, how arrogant! If you can withstand one of my punches, I'll let you know your name."
Below the hill, the Zenit knight, who could kill ten men with a single step, moved forward steadily. Each step he took felt as if an ancient mountain was pressing down on him. Those around him felt the earth tremble and the mountains and rivers turn upside down. Hearing the Ajax commander's challenge, they laughed loudly, displaying an even more arrogant demeanor.
"Act recklessly!"
The commander of Ajax was furious. As a prince of the empire, no one had ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him. He stood firmly on the ground, his body rising up with lightning speed, and used the mountain's momentum to deliver a powerful punch.
This punch was many times more powerful than the one that sent Ribery flying.
This punch embodies the commander-in-chief's unwavering belief in victory.
With a single punch, the world changed color.
Ribery was so tense that his heart stopped beating. Only those who had truly faced it knew just how terrifying the fist of this prince of the Ajax Empire was. The power was incomparably domineering, like a tidal wave, fierce and ruthless. Even with his strength as the number one expert in Twin Flag City, he couldn't withstand it for even a moment and was directly blasted into serious injury.
Between heaven and earth, the Storm Riders change color, but only this one punch remains.
The entire battlefield was silent like never before. Whether it was the Twin Flag City in the distance, or the tens of thousands of Sand Tiger cavalry around them, everyone was watching this battle closely, holding their breath and waiting for the outcome.
Below the mountain, the Zenit knight stood firmly on the ground.
He adopted a very simple and common punching stance: his right arm was clenched into a fist and slightly pulled back to his waist, his left arm was gently raised, then he took a deep breath and punched out with his right arm.
boom!
The two fists met.
Waves of fiery red and azure light burst forth at the point of impact between the two fists.
After a brief pause in time, the enormous rumble nearly shattered the heavens, and the entire hill shook violently, as if the end of the world had arrived. A massive fissure opened up between the two.
It was just a brief pause.
Then, the outcome was finally decided.
"Uh... Pfft!"
The prince commander of Ajax coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered across the sky.
His proud and imposing body flew backward like a meteor, returning at an even faster speed than when he pounced, crashing into a group of visibly pale guards, where he was protected by a dense array of military officers and elite guards.
The Zenit knights below the mountain only swayed slightly, without sustaining any injuries whatsoever.
In the next instant, his figure flashed, and he appeared on the hill like a ghost.
He stood beside Ribery, surrounded by millions of heavily armed enemy soldiers. He was like a lone boat adrift on a vast, turbulent ocean, his smile almost negligible. But when his gaze swept across the surroundings like a knife, the Ajax officers and guards around him immediately panicked and retreated in disarray, avoiding him like the plague.
At such a moment, no one dared to meet those powerful eyes.
How domineering and unparalleled!
What an invincible and unstoppable force!
He smiled faintly, and his aura suddenly changed, transforming from the previous domineering, violent, and wild nature to a holy, peaceful, and benevolent one. A golden Battle Aura flashed from beneath his feet, and golden light appeared on his palm, flowing into Ribery's body. Ribery felt a surge of heat flowing into his body's Dou Qi channels, and his heavily injured body was recovering at a perceptible speed.
Throughout the entire process, no one dared to step forward to stop them, and no one even dared to utter a sound.
Ribery felt his blood boiling, as if something inside his chest was about to explode.
Tears welled in his eyes with excitement, yet he couldn't shed them in front of the Ajax people. He wanted to shout wildly with excitement, "These are the warriors of my Zenit Empire! These are the masters of my Zenit Empire! They can move through millions of troops as if on flat ground! Can the Water Men stop them?!"
Ribery felt a gentle pat on the shoulder and heard someone ask, "Warrior, how are you? Can you still fight?"
Ribery turned around and finally saw the true face of the Zenit Beast Knight who had Zongheng the 60,000-strong Ajax cavalry and sent his Eight-Star Class commander flying with a single punch. Before him was an unbelievably young face, handsome and refined, looking no more than twenty years old. His clear eyes shone with sincerity, making him seem like a friendly boy next door, without any of the domineering arrogance one might expect from a peerless master.
This incredibly young boy, whose youth is almost unbelievable, can charge through armies of ten thousand men on horseback, shake his century-old nemesis with his fists, and move in and out of the enemy's grasp with unstoppable force?
After a long pause, Ribery finally came to his senses. The dignified commander of the Twin Flag City garrison, at this moment, was as flustered as a newly enlisted soldier. He instinctively straightened his chest, saluted, and loudly replied, "Of course we can fight!"
"Of course we can fight! You are a model soldier for Zenit. The Empire is proud of you."
The behemoth knight laughed heartily, his imposing aura unmatched. He stood like God of War amidst tens of thousands of enemies, none daring to advance even a single step, all retreating in fear. As his laughter subsided, his imposing aura suddenly shifted, his gaze sharp as a blade, fixed on the Ajax Empire prince, who had been sent flying by his punch and now lay surrounded and protected by numerous guards. Upon seeing something, his eyes lit up, and he swiftly reached out and grabbed at the air, snatching the white-winged eagle longbow that the Ajax prince had used to ambush him from the guards' hands.
"Great bow! Not bad, haha, really great!"
The knight observed carefully for a while, praising it repeatedly. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and the longbow vanished, clearly stored directly in a spatial ring or similar container. He then shouted, "This bow is barely worthy of my use, so I'm taking it. If you're not satisfied, haha, come and try to take it again when you've grown stronger, haha..."
Having said that, ignoring the Ajax prince's angry and resentful expression, he grabbed Ribery's shoulder and roared, "Hahaha, good! Since you can fight, come with me and charge out again!"
Before he could finish speaking, Ribery felt his arm tighten.
The next instant, everything in sight rushed past, and my body seemed to fly. In the blink of an eye, I was already at the foot of the hill. The black behemoth in the distance swept away four or five soldiers with its tail, roared, and Leap to my side.
"Get out!" With a furious shout, the thirty or forty soldiers around him were so shocked that they bled from their ears and noses and stumbled away, dazed.
The Beast Rider, grabbing the still-wounded Ribery, leaped onto the back of the behemoth. No one dared to rush forward anymore. He glanced back at the Ajax command center atop the hill, now in complete chaos, let out a loud laugh, and spurred his beast away, raising a cloud of dust.
At this point, no one dared to stop them anymore.
Wherever they went, the Ajax warriors eagerly made way for them, clearing a path in unison, as if 60,000 soldiers were lining up to see off their warriors—a truly bizarre scene.
"Aaaaaah!! Leave behind the [ Desert Eagle ] longbow, that's a royal treasure... Damn it, who are you?... Who... who are you?"
On the hill behind him, the seriously injured Prince Ajax finally unleashed all the domineering power within him, and he went berserk, sweeping away the guards protecting him with one arm and letting out a mad roar.
That punch was an absolute humiliation for him. The prince, known as the most outstanding martial arts genius in the Ajax Empire, was almost unmatched among his peers and was considered the pride of the empire's future martial arts. He was the most outstanding genius among the princes, yet he was defeated by an unknown Zenit officer with a single punch. He absolutely could not tolerate such a disgrace.
It's important to understand that this opportunity for the Ajax Empire to avenge its humiliation, commanding an army of 60,000 as the vanguard to attack the Twin Flag City, was extremely rare. Everyone within the Ajax Empire understood that if they could reclaim the Ajax Empire flag, which had been seized by Emperor Yassin after conquering Amsterdam twenty-six years ago and planted atop the Twin Flag City for twenty-six years, it would be a momentous achievement in the history of the empire's revival, and the commander would become a hero who could wash away the empire's historical shame.
This opportunity was coveted by everyone in Ajax.
Fairenton was able to become the vanguard commander of 60,000 iron cavalry and obtain this honor because he relied on the power of his master and painstakingly obtained the unification of the Emperor Chivu from his brothers and rivals.
Therefore, he did his homework before coming, knowing that Twin Flag City was short of troops and had no particularly skilled experts in charge, so he felt at ease to fight.
He originally thought that with his strength and 60,000 elite soldiers, capturing the city would be a piece of cake. Who knew that just when he was about to achieve fame and success, he would encounter Zenit reinforcements and a younger, more arrogant, and stronger opponent. And he, who was known as the number one martial arts genius of the younger generation in the empire, couldn't even withstand a single punch from his opponent?
Second update, please give me some red tickets.