The Legend of the Young Swordsman: A Prequel - A Phantom Melody Embarks on a Journey Through the Mar

How could a mighty army with its iron cavalry let these people escape so easily? The iron cavalry spurred their warhorses to pursue and intercept the fleeing enemy.

The spear in his hand, its tip gleaming coldly, was pointed forward.

All the troops lined up neatly, each holding the reins with one hand, and their warhorses strode forward with powerful strides.

The earth rumbled under the horseshoes, the sound carrying into everyone's hearts. Seeing such a disciplined army, these martial artists couldn't help but feel fear.

"Everyone, follow me and fight your way out!"

Someone shouted this, and then these people charged towards the advancing cavalry!

In less than two breaths,

The two sides clashed, and the weaker martial artists were trampled to death by the iron cavalry, while the stronger ones managed to withstand the cavalry's attack.

The weapons in their hands continued to reap the lives of the iron cavalry!

Despite their valiant efforts to kill these iron cavalry, their numbers showed no signs of decreasing and continued to increase.

"How come we can't kill all these guys?!"

"This is Helian Yun Shen's killing song, 'Golden Spears and Iron Horses.' Unless we can break this song, we will never be able to get out. The best way to break it is to attack Helian Yun Shen!"

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the cavalry continued their relentless attack without any sign of abating, the group decided to break the killing spree and turned to point their weapons at Helian Yunshen.

He used his footwork to rush towards Helian Yun Shen.

The first thing these people encountered as they charged forward was a barrage of arrows, a dense, overwhelming rain of arrows that relentlessly attacked them.

Their advance came to a complete halt due to the rain of arrows.

He kept swinging his weapon, deflecting the rain of arrows that were falling.

"what!"

"what!"

Painful screams echoed from their mouths; many could not withstand the rain of arrows.

They were riddled with arrows.

The group that had charged through the rain of arrows were now facing an infantry phalanx.

The ten-foot-long spears relentlessly pierced through these people, while the attackers wielded their longswords and sabers, cutting the spears in half.

As they severed the barrier, the distance between them continued to close!

As they closed the distance, the shield bearers at the front of the infantry phalanx opened their shields, and out stepped out were sword and shield soldiers wielding long swords and small shields.

The swordsmen and shieldmen struck their shields with their longswords, producing a crisp, intimidating sound, while roaring:

kill!kill!kill!

Amidst these sounds, the swordsmen and shield bearers clashed with the martial arts practitioners. The two sides exchanged blows, the swordsmen constantly using their shields to defend themselves against the attacks.

At the same time, he continued to attack with his long sword.

"Damn it, these soldiers are so annoying!"

Cursing and swearing, the stronger individuals then unleashed even more powerful techniques to break through the swordsmen's attacks. Those martial artists who couldn't achieve this effect could only have their attacks constantly blocked by the swordsmen.

After such rigorous selection, very few people were able to reach the central army camp where Helian Yunshen was located; they could be easily counted on two hands.

"Helian Yun Shen, prepare to die!"

With bloodshot eyes and filled with rage, he brandished his weapon and launched an attack on Helian Yun Shen.

Just as they were about to succeed, a force rushed out from the central command position.

He wore a vermilion lacquered hat and a bright crimson robe. His chainmail armor featured beast-shaped shoulder guards, and his green war boots were inlaid with cloud patterns. His phoenix-winged helmet shone brightly in the sun, and a lion-shaped belt hung at his waist.

The aura emanating from this group was completely different from that of ordinary soldiers, and the weapons they wielded were also more sophisticated. They launched wide-ranging attacks at these people.

The wide-ranging and sudden attacks forced the enemies who wanted to eliminate Helian Yunshen to retreat and dodge. The generals did not hesitate to chase after the retreating enemies.

The two sides quickly started fighting!

The back-and-forth fighting continued for dozens of rounds, with the general showing no signs of fatigue as he continued his attacks on the martial artist.

By this time, the martial arts practitioners were already mentally exhausted from the ordeal.

"Damn it, what kind of armor are these people wearing? Why can't our attacks break through their armor?"

At this moment, a series of questions rang out.

After the questioning ended, they were still met with a powerful battle.

…………

The battle raged on for an unknown period of time. When it ended, the bodies of these martial artists lay strewn across the battlefield, and no one remained standing.

The only ones who can exist are those who are not targeted.

Seeing that everything was over, Helian Yun Shen stopped playing the jade flute. The moment the flute stopped, the army that had just existed in the world vanished without a trace, and everything returned to normal once again.

The Mingjian Manor was destroyed in the song, but after the song ended, everything in reality was intact, except for the corpses of these martial arts practitioners lying haphazardly on the ground.

These people all died with blood flowing from their seven orifices.

Their wide eyes told a story of what they had experienced back then, a scene from which they were powerless to resist.

He carefully put away his jade flute, straightened his clothes, and looked at the corpses with no emotion in his eyes.

He naturally stepped over the corpses and walked toward the place where there were seats. Wei Changfeng, the master of Mingjian Villa, felt a headache coming on as he looked at the corpses in his house!

At the same time, he became even more wary of Helian Yun Shen.

"Is this the power of Young Master Huanyin?"

He muttered to himself, then decided in his heart that he should either stay far away from this kind of person or befriend him.

Offending them is absolutely unacceptable.

"Patriarch Wen, when will you give me the ten thousand taels of gold you promised?"

Sitting down and watching Wen Hujiu finish his battle, Helian Yun Shen asked him a question. Wen Hujiu answered Helian Yun Shen's question.

"Ten thousand gold pieces? How could I possibly carry that much on my person? I would be grateful if Young Master Helian could accompany me on my journey to Qiandong City."

"The money will be given to the young master in full, not a single tael less."

"We still need to go to Qian Dong City! That will require additional payment, otherwise I'll assume that Patriarch Wen is trying to avoid paying back the money he owes."

He frowned deeply upon hearing that they were heading to Qian Dong City.

This kind of trip clearly implies acting as a bodyguard, and it's obviously impossible to do so without paying extra.

"Don't worry, young master, we will give you ten thousand gold pieces as a reward!"