Gone with the Bustling World Chapter 60: Chapter Fifty-Six

“It looks like the reinforcement of the enemy!”

Yi Feisa flew into such a fury that he directly ordered the death of the messenger. But in a while, he was also shocked: There were really people! A group of soldiers less than one hundred, moving like a dark cloud floating low above the earth.

The head of Slaughter Alliance frowned and ordered, “Stop them!”

A squad of light cavalries was drawn from the combat troop and turned hurried back to stop them.

The two groups of cavalries met each other, drawing out swords at each other. At a time, the weapons clashed and horses bumped together. All happened as quick as a thunderbolt, creating burning sparks.

All generals were shocked to find that this group of cavalries of a small size was impossibly invincible!

They held strange weapons with long handles, wide blades, resembling both saber and swords, picking, chopping, lashing and stabbing at incredible speed like lightning!

White light flashed, blood splashed, and heads flew up into the sky.

In the fierce confrontation, the alliance soldiers' morale was completely suppressed and they kept retreating, unable to stick to where they were at all.

One, two, three, four…

Clear. It was clear! Eighty-four people! Eight-four, exactly!

The eighty-four mysterious cavalries didn't say a word and killed on. The alliance couldn't resist at all, the cavalries' weapons breaking upon clashing and soldiers falling off horses immediately. The infantries were worse, like withered leaves on the ground swept by a horrible gale and smashed into parts and pieces.

Both sides' soldiers watched them, holding their breath, and even stopped fighting. The generals were horrified: Where did this horribly powerful cavalries come from!?

Fang Junqian appreciated inwardly: These were real cavalries!

Seeing the situation suddenly reversed, the alliance turned from attacking to defending, and the generals all looked at each other, freaked out.

“How is that possible!?” Yi Feisa snarled, “Who are they?!”

No one could answer this question.

The group of cavalries marched like a dragon all the way to the highland where Xiao Qingyu was.

At a time, all the eyes were on Childe Wushuang of Bafang Army: Xiao Qingyu.

Xiao Qingyu wore a light smile, sat upright in the wheelchair, noble, flawless and peerless.

The eighty-four cavalries neatly got off their horses together, standing on one knee to him, shouting in unison as loud as thunder—

“Childe! —”

“Thanks for your effort.” Xiao Qingyu's voice was gentle and soft, but amazingly clear to everyone on the battlefield, “My…Eight-Four Cloud Cavalry!”

The mysterious, unpredictable, invincible Cloud Cavalry that made great military feats for Emperor Huanyu made their first stunning appearance on the Sukesa Plain in the Kuanglan Battle.

“What? Counterattack? Now?!” Everyone was confused by the whimsical tactic…

They looked back at the injured soldiers and the exhausted horses…

At this time, they only hoped that their camps wouldn't be attacked. But their commander, Duke Fang, should think of this surprising tactic of chasing the enemy overnight?!

This could be described in one word: crazy!

But Duke Fang's explanation was: if we were surprised, the enemy was more surprised.

Xiao Qingyu was silent for long, his watery lips pressed into a line. Finally, he said quietly, “Sixty percent of success. Let's do it!”

In the commander's office, even the sound of a needle falling on the ground was audible.

Crazy!! That was nothing but crazy!!

Until this moment did everybody came to realize that Fang Junqian and Xiao Qingyu were gamblers! They chose either to lose or win completely!

The generals looked at the two blankly: Duke Fang and Childe…got crazy together…

“Duke, I borrow you my cavalries. If you win this battle, your fame will be spread across the country, and no other nations dares to invade Daqing again.”

Duke Fang suddenly asked, “Only this? Qingyu only cares about this?”

Xiao Qingyu was stilled and then made a foggy stunning smiled, “Be careful. I'm here waiting for you to come back safe and sound.”

Fang Junqian nodded solemnly, “I will.”

As long as he knew that he was waiting for him, something wouldn't disappear with time or space, then, Fang Junqian would come back safely from either monster dens or burning hells.

When the eighty-four cavalries met Duke Fang, his opening remarks were: “I believe you already know me.”

Although he said it when sitting impolitely in the commander's chair, nobody felt he was arrogant but took it for granted. His born loftiness made him a natural superior above everyone else.

Fang Junqian wasn't aware of the astonishment he gave to the eighty-four men.

He smiled, slowly walked down from the chair, in a graceful manner, “Anyone of you would like to go to this fight with me?”

After regarding each other, the eighty-four men slightly lowered their heads and sights, which, to some extent, meant recognition.

There were words between men that didn't need to spell out.

Xiao Qingyu also nodded in appreciation. Duke Fang being able to gain the acknowledgement of Eighty-Four Cloud Cavalry undoubtedly gave Childe Wushuang a relief. Ever since its existence, the unruliness was proportional to the capability of these cavalries…

Fang Junqian mounted to the horse, galloped a few steps, and heard the cry from behind, “Hurrah, Duke Fang!” He stopped the horse and looked back. All Bafang soldiers stood on one knee, swords pointing to the sky, and saluted him sternly.

Duke Fang took a deep glance, nodded without saying anything, spurred the horse again, and galloped away, taking the cavalry squad.

The firm silhouette of the warriors was extended by the milky moonlight into swaying dark lines. The galloping sound gradually faded away at the end of the plain.

The life and death resided in this final battle. How many warriors could get back after this sudden attack at night by moonlight?

Xiao Qingyu sat silently in the wheelchair and said solemnly to the generals, “We have a hero in this troubled age who is going to amaze the world. Buddies, what we just saw away is a peerless man.”

The great Cloud Cavalry. The great Fang Junqian!

Fighting courageously on the Sukesa Plain against the allied troops of four nations, Fang Junqian, other than anyone else, should gain this world-renown reputation! The Kuanglan Battle would leave a glorious stroke on the endless volumes of history!

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