Frontier Army Warrior

The soldier standing in front drew his straight sword, his eyes filled with despair as he watched the cavalry gradually rushing towards him. His whole body was weak, and even the straight sword he raised seemed powerless.

Before the pirates could even form their ranks, the Zhenfeng Battalion's cavalry had already charged into the pirate ranks.

More than a hundred riders on each side, still led by Lin Feng and Qiao Jushan, charged into a flock of docile sheep like a group of roaring tigers.

The pirates' ranks were thrown into chaos, and their resistance dropped significantly.

Anyone who has run for so long will be too exhausted to resist.

Most of the pirates only had one thought: to avoid them if they could, because they were simply unstoppable.

The three thousand pirates scattered like birds and beasts, and no matter how their leader shouted and threatened them, they ran into the wilderness without even looking back.

Three thousand men is a large number, forming a vast crowd in the wilderness. The Zhenfeng Battalion, with fewer than three hundred riders, appeared extremely small when charging into the pirate ranks.

These tiny warhorses charged through the dark mass of people, sending them swarming around like flies.

They looked more like a flock of frightened ducks, quacking and flapping their wings, running away aimlessly with their heads up.

Two hundred and eighty-three cavalrymen formed two arrow formations and charged back and forth among the three thousand pirates, slaughtering them wantonly.

Lin Feng had already given up his position as leader, letting Ye Liangcai lead the team to continue attacking the pirates, while he himself rode off to pursue the three pirate commanders.

He defined his future role as beheading.

He was only interested in killing enemy leaders; he had no interest in the soldiers running around in front of him.

Although these pirate soldiers had lost their ability to resist, they moved slowly and were completely defenseless in front of Lin Feng's warhorse.

However, Lin Feng was too lazy to pay attention to them and simply rode around looking for pirate officers.

The chaotic battlefield below the city was fully visible to the Zhenxi Army soldiers defending the city walls.

Soon after receiving the report, Hu Jincai rushed to the city.

He leaned against the battlements, straining to peer out of the city walls, his eyes wide as he carefully observed.

The pack of wolf-like warhorses chasing after the sheep was a sight to behold, a battle that was utterly exhilarating to watch.

However, the equipment of those war cavalry was not that of the Zhenxi Army, but rather resembled that of the Imperial Guards of the Taisho era.

Hu Jincai looked at it suspiciously for a long time, and a doubt arose in his mind.

Logically speaking, the Imperial Guards of the Taisho era would never have come here to relieve his Zhenxi Army.

But the facts before him left him unable to explain.

A moment later, the two lieutenants also squeezed over, and the three of them took up three battlements and stared at each other.

Half an hour later, Hu Jincai realized what was happening and quickly gave the order.

"Men, open the gates and lower the bridge so our cavalry can leave the city to help sweep away the pirates."

Although the Zhenxi Army in the city did not have enough food, it still maintained 500 cavalry in case of emergency.

Seeing that they could obtain some food and supplies from the pirates outside the city or from the military camp, how could they easily let such a good opportunity slip by?

After such a long period of observation, the battle below the city could not have been faked, nor was it a trap set by the pirates.

Five hundred Zhenxi Army cavalrymen roared out of the city gate, crossed the drawbridge, and charged towards the fleeing pirates.

The five hundred cavalrymen of the Zhenxi Army were mostly Lin Feng's guards. They still received the best treatment. Although they were hungry, they managed to maintain their strength and fighting ability.

After a quarter of an hour of fighting, the guards finally spotted Lin Feng standing in front of the pirate camp.

Several guards couldn't believe their eyes and quickly called for the other guards to come over so they could confirm whether they were seeing things.

As more and more guards gathered around, someone shouted something.

"The Prince has returned!"

"The prince is back..."

Immediately afterwards, one shout after another, the cries instantly blended into one.

Excitement, shock, and thrill surged through the hundreds of guards, bringing tears to their eyes.

They had been waiting for so long, but there was still no news from Lin Feng, not even whether he was alive or dead, which made their depressed mood linger in a trough.

With the city under siege and life becoming increasingly difficult, how could one not be moved to tears when they suddenly saw their leader at such a desperate moment?

Wen Jian and Bu Yunting were still leading their cavalry in a charge when they heard the shouts. They immediately abandoned the pirates in front of them, turned their horses around, and charged over.

The two men rode up to Lin Feng, stared at him blankly for a moment, and then almost simultaneously jumped off their horses, knelt on one knee, lowered their heads and sobbed, unable to get up for a long time.

Lin Feng sternly shouted, "This is a battlefield! Get up now! Why are you acting like a child?"

The two then stood up and looked up at Lin Feng.

"Your Highness, is it really you?"

Lin Feng ignored the two of them, turned to smile and nod at the guards, and then raised the spear in his hand high.

"Brothers, let's kill the enemy first, then catch up."

"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy, kill the enemy..."

The hundreds of guards were invigorated. After many days, they finally heard Lin Feng's orders again. That familiar voice and figure inexplicably brought them a sense of peace, and their souls finally returned to their bodies.

The number of riders increased from 283 to 700 or 800 in an instant. Faced with the pursuit of warhorses, no matter how agile the pirates' legs were, it was all in vain.

The circle of pursuit grew larger and larger, and the number of pirates dying increased.

Lin Feng felt that it was about time, since this place was too close to the pirate armies in the east and west of the city.

He then ordered everyone to clean up the battlefield and follow behind him to withdraw from the battlefield.

Because of the great distance, Hu Jincai could only see the scene below the city, but could not hear the sounds.

Within a quarter of an hour, all the warhorses had seized the pirates' provisions and equipment and quickly fled north.

To Hu Jincai's astonishment, his five hundred cavalrymen also fled with the enemy.

"What...what's going on?"

He stammered as he asked the two lieutenants.

However, the two lieutenants, like him, stared wide-eyed in astonishment and despair as the five hundred guard cavalrymen rode away, raising clouds of dust.

"Holy crap, what happened?"

"I just heard cheers. Who did they run into?"

While the three were still in shock, they suddenly heard gunshots rang out from the cavalry that had run into the distance.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Three familiar gunshots seemed to bring Hu Jincai back to his senses, yet he also seemed somewhat unable to believe it.

The 500 guards had long since run out of ammunition, so it was impossible for anyone to fire a shot.

But why do I hear that familiar voice again?

Hu Jincai burst into laughter.

"Ha...hahaha...it's Lord Pei back, hahaha, it must be her, or..."

After laughing for a while, he felt something was wrong and then frowned and pondered.

"Perhaps... the boss is back?"

A lieutenant asked cautiously, "Has Lord Pei found the Prince?"

After a long pause, Hu Jincai waved his hand.

"No matter what, we're saved. Let's raise the drawbridge and close the city gates."

As they spoke, they saw dust rising from the east and west of the city, clearly indicating that a large force of pirates had heard the news and was rushing to their aid.