novel bin Chapter 54: A New Application of Sword Control Technique
Chapter 54: A New Application of Sword Control Technique
Time: More than two hours have passed since Wang Qinian went to the border army camp to ask for help.
Ye Chengfeng took a water bag from Xiao Mei and drank it down again.
Although they were safe, the aftereffects of the wildfires began to emerge, turning the mountaintop where they were located into an oven.
The entire delegation was basically exhausted from the heat, especially the civil officials, who were physically weak, and several of them had already fainted.
"Xiaomei, how much water do we have left?"
"Young Master, there are only five water pouches left!"
"Five water sacs?"
Ye Chengfeng estimated that even if the temperature did not rise further, the five water bags could only last for another half an hour at most.
"We can't wait any longer. You all get some rest. I'm going to go and discuss this with Fan Xian."
On the other hand, Fan Xian and his group were not much better off than Ye Chengfeng.
Before using fire, Ye Chengfeng ordered his eight sword servants to take away three-tenths of the delegation's water bags.
Of the nine of them, only five water bags remain, and Fan Xian's water supply has long been exhausted.
"You're really sneaky, you actually took 30% of the water bags ahead of time!"
As soon as Ye Chengfeng arrived, Fan Xian complained.
"They're just some water pouches, why are you being so stingy?"
"Hmph, consider these water pouches as payment. I won't give you the money I owe you."
Ye Chengfeng was too lazy to continue arguing with Fan Xian.
"If they won't give it to us, they won't. Let's put that aside for now. If we stay on the mountain, we might be able to hold out, but those civil officials won't be able to."
Ye Chengfeng glanced at the civil officials who were slumped on the ground out of the corner of his eye.
There were also the guards of the delegation behind Fan Xian, who had even taken off their armor at this moment.
"You're right. We can still use our internal energy to hold them off for a while, but they can't. However, those ambushers are definitely below the cliff on the back mountain. If we go down now, it's tantamount to suicide."
Fan Xian felt a pang of regret. He shouldn't have stopped Ye Chengfeng from releasing the ropes to lure the ambushers.
"I have no choice. Let's go to the cliff edge and observe their movements!"
"Okay, let's go take a look."
The two headed to the edge of the cliff, but before they even reached it, they heard sounds of fighting coming from below.
"Did you hear that? The fighting down there is pretty intense. Has Old Wang brought his men back?"
Unfortunately, looking down from the cliff, it was pitch black, and apart from the occasional flashes of torchlight, there was nothing to see.
The temperature rose sharply, causing moisture to evaporate from the mountainside and forming a thick fog halfway up the mountain.
This is because the temperature at the top of the mountain is too high, while the temperature is lower at the halfway point on the cliff, which prevents the fog from rising.
Moreover, in these areas where cold and hot climates meet, the fog will become increasingly dense.
"No, the number of horses' hooves is wrong. There are at most less than two hundred men. Judging from the sound, it's a light cavalry unit!"
"Could it be that Old Wang was worried about us and led a troop of light cavalry here first?"
"I don't know, would you dare to come down with me to take a look?"
"Okay, wait a moment. I'll call Gao Da and Tiger Guard over. More people means more safety."
"Okay, I'll prepare a few more ropes too, so we can quickly retreat if we encounter danger."
Once the two finalized their plan, they began their preparations.
Five minutes later, Ye Chengfeng arrived with his eight sword attendants, while Fan Xian arrived with Gao Da and the Tiger Guards.
These people can be said to be their strongest fighting force.
Even the weakest Tiger Guard is a seventh-rank officer; if danger arises, they can definitely retreat immediately.
As Ye Chengfeng and his group descended the mountain using the ropes,
The situation isn't much better for the ambush team either.
The people who attacked these ambushers were the same group of rebels that the ambushers' leader had recruited earlier.
This rebel army consisted entirely of light cavalry, complete with warhorses. Dealing with these martial arts practitioners was like a game of cat and mouse.
The only advantage these martial artists have is their mobility, but no matter how fast they are, can they outrun a warhorse?
Moreover, this rebel army is extremely skilled in archery. As long as they are not surrounded, it is only a matter of time before they annihilate all those sixth-rank martial arts practitioners.
"General, look! There are several dark figures on the mountainside!"
"Oh no! Lord Fan must think we're reinforcements! Quick, put away your bows and charge with me!"
The rebel captain was extremely anxious; if anything happened to Fan Xian, they would be doomed.
Upon receiving the order, everyone put away their longbows, drew their sabers, and prepared to charge.
Cavalry still has a significant advantage when charging unarmored infantry, but the real concern is that these martial arts practitioners might attack the warhorses first.
Those sixth or seventh-rank martial artists are better off; as long as they rush in fast enough, these people simply can't react.
However, the situation is different for those eighth-rank martial artists. They are already outnumbered, and if they lose more, they will not be able to suppress those sixth- and seventh-rank martial artists.
Captain Pan's worries were ultimately unnecessary!
Because their single charge shattered the morale of these martial arts practitioners.
At this moment, Ye Chengfeng and Fan Xian also landed.
Of the ambush attackers, there were not many eighth-rank warriors left to begin with, and the morale of the remaining warriors had collapsed, so the outcome was predictable.
Fan Xian, the only ninth-rank martial artist present, fought against five eighth-rank martial artists all by himself.
"Fan Xian is acting strangely; he doesn't seem to be the person Wang Qinian summoned!"
Ye Chengfeng brandished his longsword while observing the battlefield situation, but he still couldn't spot Wang Qinian.
Fan Xian was naturally aware of this as well.
"Let's not worry about that for now. At least for now, they seem to be friends, not enemies. We can ask them about it after the battle is over."
If it were daytime, Ye Chengfeng and Fan Xian would definitely recognize the person.
After all, they had encountered this group of rebels before.
At least they could recognize the rebel captain.
The eighth-rank martial artist that the rebel captain was most worried about was delayed by Ye Chengfeng and his group.
The fate of the remaining group is predictable.
After a few charges by the light cavalry, the enemy scattered and fled.
And what about the ambush leader?
At this moment, he was fighting with Ye Chengfeng.
The opponent is an eighth-rank superior, at the same level as Ye Chengfeng, and it will be difficult for Ye Chengfeng to subdue the opponent in a short time.
"Would you like to try the sword control technique?"
Previously, when throwing the "Flaming Log", Ye Chengfeng gained new insights into sword control.
He had been fixated on precision control, which made his sword control technique less powerful.
When manipulating the flaming logs, Ye Chengfeng abandoned precision and simply used his true qi and mental power to control the general direction.
If the same thing were done when using the sword control technique, what would the effect be?
Let's try controlling one first!
Ye Chengfeng threw out a miniature flying sword, then used the Four-Looking Sword Technique to meet the attack.
When Ye Chengfeng wielded his miniature flying sword, he greatly increased the range of his sword control to avoid injuring himself.
In this way, the miniature flying sword is like an extension of the long sword in Ye Chengfeng's hand!
The only drawback is that the miniature flying sword will have a certain delay when attacking with the long sword in hand.
So at the beginning, the ambushers leader easily dodged the miniature flying swords.
But Ye Chengfeng quickly mastered the attack rhythm of the miniature flying sword.
"This seems somewhat like the effect of a whip. Would it be even more effective if we added a few more?"
The ambush leader became the subject of Ye Chengfeng's martial arts experiments.
Moreover, Ye Chengfeng's new sword control technique was surprisingly effective.
In the final battle, Ye Chengfeng even stopped using his true energy to control the miniature flying sword, and instead connected it with sword energy.
Originally, sword energy was an extension of the longsword. Although it was very powerful, its attacks were all direct and straightforward, striking wherever the sword pointed.
At this moment, the sword energy released by Ye Chengfeng resembled a long whip, and its power was not diminished at all.
With the whip's unpredictable movements and the sword's power, the ambush leader was soon beheaded by Ye Chengfeng's unpredictable attack.
With his death, the group of martial artists, having lost their leader, soon scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing without a trace.