Chapter 717: Bloody battle, attacking the central army tent!

Chapter 717: Bloody battle, attacking the central army tent!

At this moment, Wu Rui stood in the distance and saw Gao Yao, who was like a killing god. A sense of fear suddenly surged in his heart, and his body trembled involuntarily. He had never thought that there would be such a powerful general in the Southern Border Army!

Wu Rui couldn't help but think of Dou Yong, one of his own subordinates, whose bravery he had witnessed with his own eyes. However, just by looking at the scene in front of him, Wu Rui knew that even if Dou Yong was here, he would probably find it difficult to withstand Gao Yao's attack, and he would probably be killed by Gao Yao within three moves.

Just when Wu Rui was secretly complaining in his heart, he suddenly heard an angry shout: "Wu Rui, don't run!" He looked up suddenly and saw Gao Yao swinging his weapon again and killing the Wu army around him. At this time, Gao Yao's eyes finally fell on Wu Rui who was riding on the warhorse.

Compared with Gao Yao, Wu Rui was naturally easier to identify. After all, Wu Rui was the King of Wu, not an ordinary general. Although he was now leading troops to war and wearing armor, it was the monarch's armor after all, and its gorgeousness was far beyond that of ordinary generals. This was also a common problem after becoming a monarch. On weekdays, you might not think it was a big deal, but on the battlefield, this gorgeous armor became a living target, and people could recognize him at a glance.

This seems to be a common trait among these monarchs. They are often keen to equip themselves with a set of extremely gorgeous but impractical armor to show off their identity and status. However, this behavior is not entirely wrong. After all, when leading troops to war, the more majestic and domineering the monarch is, the more it can boost morale and cohesion, and also show the soldiers' determination to fight together.

However, this approach might be justified when one has an advantage, but when the army is in a state of rout, the situation is quite different. At this time, the gorgeous armor will be particularly eye-catching in the crowd, just like a living target. And for Gao Yao, it is difficult not to notice such a conspicuous target.

What's worse is that if Gao Yao was the only one in the camp at this time, Wu Rui might be able to hold him back with the advantage of numbers, or even kill him. But the problem is that Gao Yao is not alone. He leads tens of thousands of black-armored soldiers, including a thousand personal soldiers under his personal command.

It is not an easy task to be selected into Gao Yao's personal guard camp. At least one must be a centurion to be eligible to enter, or in other words, only those who have reached the requirements of a centurion are eligible to join Gao Yao's personal guard camp. It is no exaggeration to say that in a one-on-one situation, anyone here basically has the strength to fight ten people at once.

Not only that, Gao Yao's personal soldiers were notoriously strict in their training, even stricter than the Black Armor Army. After all, these were Gao Yao's personal soldiers, so naturally they had to have higher standards and requirements.

Of course, there is a reward for every effort, and the treatment of the personal guard camp is also quite generous. The treatment of any personal guard will not be much worse than that of a general. Moreover, as long as you go out, once you hear that you are Gao Yao's personal guard, those generals will not dare to provoke you easily, and will treat you with courtesy.

Because of this, many people flocked to the Royal Guards Battalion and tried their best to join it. On the battlefield, the advantages brought by this extraordinary training were fully demonstrated. Whether it was physical strength, endurance or strength, the soldiers of the Royal Guards Battalion were better than the Black Armored Cavalry. Wherever they passed, blood flowed all over the ground. No one could withstand the powerful offensive of the Royal Guards Battalion. Wu Rui's camp was also completely in a state of chaos and disorder.

At this moment, Wu Rui was filled with fear, as if all the blood in his body had frozen in an instant. He stared with wide eyes, watching Gao Yao rushing towards him like a flash of lightning, and in the blink of an eye he was within fifty steps of him.

Wu Rui's mind went blank, and he completely forgot how to deal with the crisis. However, at this critical moment, he suddenly came to his senses and realized that he had to take action immediately. He jumped on the warhorse without hesitation, waved the whip desperately, and drove the warhorse to gallop backwards.

"Stop him! Quick! Stop him!" Wu Rui shouted at the top of his lungs as he ran. His voice echoed in the empty battlefield, filled with fear and despair.

At this moment, Gao Yao was like a demon descending to the earth. The sword in his hand swung in the air, like a windmill, bringing bursts of cold light. Every swing was accompanied by the screams of the Wu army soldiers, blood splattered, and broken limbs flew.

It had been no more than a quarter of an hour since Gao Yao rushed into the camp, but in this short quarter of an hour, at least 150 Wu soldiers had died tragically under his sword. The Wu soldiers were frightened by Gao Yao's fierce momentum, their hearts were filled with fear, and their morale collapsed instantly.

"Kill!" Wu Rui was not completely incompetent after all. He quickly assembled hundreds of his personal soldiers, all of whom were experienced warriors. They rode their war horses and rushed towards Gao Yao like a torrent, determined not to let Gao Yao get close to Wu Rui at any cost.

Facing the fierce attack of hundreds of cavalrymen, Gao Yao's eyes did not show the slightest fear. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneer, as if he had anticipated this sudden siege.

"Today, I will trample the alliance camp with my horse. Give me death!"

Gao Yao's eyes were wide open, and his roar was like thunder, deafening. His voice seemed to be able to penetrate the sky and frighten the enemy.

He rushed straight towards the Wu army like a burning meteor. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the Wu cavalry like a ghost. Facing the forest of long spears, Gao Yao showed no fear. The big knife in his hand drew a cold light in the air, as fast as lightning.

There was only a crisp sound of breaking, and more than a dozen long spears broke into pieces in an instant, with fragments flying everywhere. Gao Yao's swordsmanship was like a violent storm, unstoppable.

Then, he fluttered his hands, as agile as a butterfly flying through flowers, and slashed out with his sword again. This sword was as powerful as thunder, with endless might. Seven or eight cavalrymen didn't even have time to react, and they lost their lives in this terrifying sword light.

The cavalrymen behind him were terrified when they saw this, and they raised their weapons one after another, trying to resist Gao Yao's attack. However, was Gao Yao so easy to be stopped?

He exerted force with both legs, and the warhorse under his crotch immediately understood and kicked out with its hind legs like a spring. The force of this kick was amazing, as unstoppable as a tidal wave.