Chapter 1473 - 1145: Breaking the Formation!

Everything came as a complete surprise!

Not to mention the smoke and dust obscuring the front, the soldiers standing at the back couldn’t see what was happening ahead. Even the soldiers in the first few rows were all sitting down, watching the dozen monks riding horses running back and forth in front of them. Some might as well enjoy the spectacle, cheering loudly, while others, lazily basked in the sun, simply closed their eyes and started dozing off.

At such a moment, a man like a black iron tower suddenly charged through the smoke with a long spear in hand. No one had time to react.

The iron hooves of the warhorse heavily stomped on the shields they placed on the ground.

The first soldier who sensed something awry lifted his head and immediately met a pair of fierce tiger eyes. In an instant, the soldier was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, retreating involuntarily. Just as he was about to shout, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest. He looked down to see his chest already pierced through by the long spear!

The surrounding soldiers were all stunned.

Shen Tu Tai retracted his arm, the long spear withdrew as effortlessly as piercing a block of tofu, and the soldier fell without even having a chance to moan.

Blood gushed out from his chest, mingling with the dust that had lingered for half the day. The blood-red mist could no longer hinder more soldiers from galloping forward. Surrounding soldiers finally snapped out of their daze and shouted, "Shen Tu Tai is here—!"

But it was too late.

At the very instant this cry was uttered, the speaker was heavily stomped underfoot by a passing warhorse, his flesh instantly reduced to a mangled, bloody mess.

The shield soldiers in the first row were trampled just like that.

With this, soldiers in the later rows finally realized something was amiss. They hurriedly tried to pick up the shields on the ground, but the warhorse’s iron hooves had already stomped down before they had time to act. Without shields, the soldiers in front of the cavalry were like a forest of rootless stakes, easily knocked down and shattered. In the blink of an eye, several soldiers were sent flying several feet away by the warhorse’s charge, knocking other soldiers down as they fell, creating chaos. In addition, Shen Tu Tai took the opportunity to gallop amid the chaos, the long spear in his hand, like a swimming dragon, penetrated and struck. Wherever it passed, blood splattered, screams echoed.

Almost in an instant, he alone charged into a battle formation, directly sweeping a span of over ten yards of soldiers.

However, Xiao Yuansui’s soldiers were not entirely vulnerable.

Watching Shen Tu Tai charge into the crowd, leaving others defenseless, someone immediately shouted from within the ranks, "Raise shields, block him!"

Upon hearing such a call, soldiers who had retreated to distant places finally regained some clarity. The instinct for battle drove them to hurriedly raise the shields on the ground, blocking them in front while shouting to those around, "Quick, form ranks!"

Other soldiers also came to their senses, quickly connecting the shields side by side after raising them. Watching the shields around being raised, a shield formation was nearly formed around him to seal him in. Soldiers holding long spears stabbed toward Shen Tu Tai under the cover of the shields.

Shen Tu Tai showed no fear, holding the reins in one hand and the spear in the other, turning the horse’s head and constantly deflecting the long spears thrusting from behind shields toward him. At the same time, his eyes were sharp, fixated on those shivering behind shields. Although the shields provided cover, having just witnessed his bloody massacre, some were still unnerved, even daring not to raise their heads. Such blind advancement created a slight gap in the middle of the shield formation.

It was that gap—!

Shen Tu Tai first extended his long arm, thrusting the spear into that gap, directly killing the soldier hiding behind with a spear. Then, he suddenly tightened the reins, his mount let out a long neigh and reared up, its iron hooves stamping in mid-air, fiercely onto that shield.

With a startled cry, the soldier behind the shield was directly pressed to kneel on the ground. Shen Tu Tai vaulted his horse once more, the warhorse leapt forward, trampling him into silence in an instant. Meanwhile, the soldiers behind the shields on both sides revealed their whereabouts at this sight. They were utterly stunned at the sight of this valiant rider and horse. Shen Tu Tai gave them no chance to react, his long spear swung left and right, crashing heavily onto their necks and collarbones like a dragon’s tail.

With two crunching sounds, bones broke, followed by heart-wrenching screams!

Overridden by such screams, Shen Tu Tai didn’t catch his breath. While everyone was stunned by the scene, he spurred his horse forward. As the warhorse leaped, he turned his body and thrust his spear again, directly piercing through a soldier holding a shield!

This scene scared those shield-bearing soldiers to weak knees.

At the same time, the cavalry behind Shen Tu Tai rushed forward. As those soldiers lacked the strength and courage to hold their positions, the cavalry wielded their swords like chopping melons, beheading, causing heads to roll and flesh to fly.

A shield formation collapsed in an instant.

The archer battalion at the rear also noticed something wrong.

The blood mist from the front blew over with the wind. They tightened their grip on the bows and arrows, drawing arrows to the string, thousands of cold glints flickering under the sunlight, yet no arrow was shot.

Firstly, the front was too crowded to target the enemy accurately, and secondly, should these arrows rain down, regardless of friend or foe, results would be deadly!

Thus, no one dared to release the arrow.

In this stalemate, Shen Tu Tai and his men fought with fervor. Hundreds of soldiers charged at the thousands-strong formation, throwing it into chaos. Blood mist churned with dust, rising to form a blood-red barrier directly in front of the army.

Listening to the cries of agony from the front, the roar of men and the neighing of horses, the archers were drenched in sweat, cold sweat covering their hands gripping the bows, the arrow tips flickering in their sight beginning to tremble.

Eventually, the blood mist fell.

Shen Tu Tai had slaughtered a path strewn with corpses, and this ghastly scene finally unfolded before them. Amid this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, Shen Tu Tai held a long spear, which had been dyed completely red by blood, even dark and crimson, holding the reins with one hand, gazing at everyone like a blood-soaked demon god.

"Ah!"

The leading archer shouted, his arrow shot forth like lightning toward Shen Tu Tai.

But just as the arrow was about to strike Shen Tu Tai, he suddenly lifted his arm, his long spear whirled into a windmill in the whistling breeze, deflecting the arrow with a clang.

With red eyes, the archer shouted fiercely, "Release arrows!"

At his command, all archers released the strings they had drawn to the limit. Instantly, hundreds, thousands of arrows transformed into a dense rain, flying forward.