Chapter 76

When Li Wuching suddenly made his move, intending to face a thousand soldiers and a myriad of horses alone, Bai Pu, Liang Tiande, Liang Wenjing, and Yan Gang were all greatly alarmed and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

However, Li Wuching paid no heed to their劝阻, spread his wings like a large bird, and lightly descended towards the city below.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he used the Lingbo Weibu technique, transforming into a wisp of green smoke and charging towards the Mongol army ahead.

The Mongol army, which was retreating, found it unexpected to see a lone warrior charging down, but they didn't think much of it. They thought it was just one more person to kill, which would cost them a bit more effort.

Under the command of a thousand-man commander, the last hundred soldiers of the Mongol army turned around in unison, their spears forming a forest as they lunged at Li Wuching.

With a light tap of his toes on the ground, Li Wuching leaped high into the air, landing among the Mongol soldiers. The Ningshi Sword swirled in a circle, the blue sword light dazzling, and several streams of blood spurted out.

Ignoring the Mongol soldiers who had fallen behind him, Li Wuching continued to advance, the Ningshi Sword's sharpness cutting through the air, blades flying, and blood splattering.

Although the Mongol army was fierce, they could not withstand Li Wuching's fierce attacks. In a short time, a large number of them were killed.

While his right hand wielded the Ningshi Sword, Li Wuching's left hand was not idle. Using the Lingbo Weibu technique, he would pick up items from the ground whenever he dodged.

The Mongol soldiers, being low-level troops, had a very low drop rate. Often, killing ten soldiers would yield only one or two treasure chests, and those were the lowest-grade wooden chests. However, with a large number of soldiers, the total number of treasure chests dropped was still considerable.

Even though the items from wooden chests might be few and of low value, even a small amount was better than nothing. It was still worth picking up.

Seeing Li Wuching's fierce attack, the thousand-man commander did not dare to underestimate him and quickly ordered the shield soldiers, spear soldiers, and archers to advance.

A row of shields formed a wall in front, and behind them, the spear soldiers stood with their spears like a forest.

The archers drew their bows and shot arrows, which rained down on Li Wuching like a storm.

Hundreds of arrows shot down swiftly, the sharp whistling sound filling the air, densely targeting Li Wuching, leaving him no place to hide.

Although the Lingbo Weibu technique was powerful, Duan Yu had used it to capture Yelü Hongji by breaking through ten thousand Liao soldiers, but Li Wuching clearly could not achieve this.

His mastery of the Lingbo Weibu technique was only superficial, and the dense arrows made it impossible for him to dodge. He could only use the Ningshi Sword to block the arrows.

Amidst the "bang, bang, bang" sounds, the Ningshi Sword traced a circle of blue light, the sword energy whistling and deflecting or cutting the incoming arrows.

After absorbing the internal energy of Xiao Leng and Bai Pu with the Beiming Divine Skill, Li Wuching's Beiming True Qi had already reached the thickness of fifty years, with surging and powerful internal energy.

The thick internal energy made Li Wuching's body feel slightly swollen, and the Wuliang Sword Technique, when unleashed, became even more powerful, generating sword energy on its own.

Breaking through the numerous arrows, Li Wuching's toes lightly touched the head of a Mongol soldier, and with a "bang," the soldier's brain splattered as Li Wuching leaped up and landed among the archers.

His figure moved like lightning, charging through the archers. Under the dark blue sword light, heads flew, and the formation of archers was quickly broken.

The fierce and unstoppable momentum shocked the Mongol thousand-man commander, who pointed at Li Wuching and shouted, "Advance, advance, attack, attack, kill him!"

Locking onto this thousand-man commander, Li Wuching pushed the speed and agility of the Lingbo Weibu technique to the limit, charging towards the shouting Mongol commander. The Ningshi Sword's light became even more brilliant, cutting through and dodging all obstacles until he finally reached the commander.

The cold light of the Ningshi Sword was already upon him, and the Mongol commander was greatly alarmed. He swung his saber, aiming to cut Li Wuching down from above.

A cold smile appeared on Li Wuching's lips. He raised the Ningshi Sword and met the saber head-on. With a "crack," the saber broke into two pieces, and a single sword stroke cut the Mongol commander down.

Catching the iron treasure chest that fell, Li Wuching kicked the commander's body off the horse, mounted it, and charged forward.

Li Wuching's descent from the city was not only to complete the task of charging through the Mongol army three times but also to kill the Mongol emperor Möngke.

Under the protection of Bayan, Möngke had already retreated quite far. If he didn't catch up soon, they would really escape, wasting a heaven-sent opportunity.

On the city wall of Hezhou, the people watched in shock as Li Wuching charged through the Mongol army, his sword unstoppable.

Bai Pu exclaimed, "Brother Leng's cultivation is so profound, his strength so great, I am far inferior. However, charging alone into a thousand soldiers and a myriad of horses is extremely unwise."

"Your Highness, such a chivalrous and heroic person is a pillar of the Song Dynasty. We must not let him die in the Mongol army. I humbly request that Your Highness send troops to rescue him."

Liang Tiande requested.

"Your Highness, please send troops."

"Your Highness, send troops."

Yan Gang, Bai Pu, and Liu Jingcao, among others, all requested.

After a brief hesitation, Liang Wenjing said, "Alright, send troops!"

The city gates of Hezhou opened wide, and thousands of troops charged out. In the lead were Bai Pu, Liang Tiande, Yan Gang, and others.

Riding through the Mongol army like a thunderbolt, they knocked down the Mongol soldiers, the Ningshi Sword's energy cutting through everything, leaving no opponent standing.

Finally, Arslan noticed the commotion in the Mongol army and quickly ordered thousands of troops to surround and attack Li Wuching. Spears and arrows rained down, leaving no place to hide.

No matter how powerful and fierce the Wuliang Sword Technique was, it was not a defensive technique. No matter how fast Li Wuching wielded the Ningshi Sword, he could not block all the arrows.

Many arrows hit his body, but few pierced his flesh, often bouncing off his clothes.

Li Wuching had only mastered the basics of the Beiming Divine Skill, which was at level zero. Absorbing several decades of internal energy from two different sources, he could not fully assimilate it all at once.

The internal energy stored in his body gave him a desire to release it. With full force, his clothes swelled slightly, becoming like armor.

With thousands of soldiers like a rainbow, Li Wuching, riding on horseback, could not advance. He dismounted and used the horse as a springboard to leap forward.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Tens of thousands of arrows shot towards him, dense and numerous like locusts. Li Wuching faced them head-on, using the Ningshi Sword to protect his face.