Chapter 171: Chapter 39 First Appearance of the Grim Reaper _2
"Ah! Bandits, they are bandits! Everyone, hide quickly."
"No, don’t kill my son, ah..."
"My leg, my leg, it’s killing me..."
Ah Dai’s blood boiled as he watched. He turned to Xuan Yue and said, "Yue Yue, stay here, I’ll go find Brother Yan Shi." With that, he pulled out the Tian Gang Heavy Sword from behind his back, ready to charge.
Xuan Yue hurriedly grabbed his collar, she knew she couldn’t stop Ah Dai from taking risks no matter what, so she had to remind him: "Be careful and stay safe."
Ah Dai’s heart warmed. He solemnly nodded, used his movement technique, and rushed quickly toward the side of the Black Knights.
Xuan Yue muttered, "These Black Knights really know when to choose their time. Now, who among the black people can fight back!"
The people of the Yalan tribe were taken by surprise in the sudden sneak attack, even the three chiefs were somewhat dazed. During this grand festival, most of the Yalan people were drunk and could not mount an effective counterattack even though they significantly outnumbered their enemy. They were fully immersed in a massacre.
Ah Dai’s Tian Gang Sword shimmered with white fighting spirit. By the time he reached the ground, over a thousand Black Knights had successfully pierced through the bonfire party, regrouped, and prepared for another assault leaving hundreds of bodies behind. The wounded were too many to count, mostly consisting of the elderly, women, and children who couldn’t escape in time.
Ah Dai had never seen so many people die before. Amidst the cries of the Yalan people, he was filled with profound grief and anger. Among the dead, there were several young people who had challenged him moments ago, and now, they had turned into cold corpses. Ah Dai let out a furious roar, gripping his Tian Gang Sword, and rushed quickly towards the Black Knights in the distance. Many of the Yalan people were frantically escaping in all directions, seemingly unaware that once scattered, they’ll have no strength left to resist.
"Wait." A agile figure sprang from the side to stop Ah Dai, it was Yan Shi. He grabbed Ah Dai’s body, "Brother, what are you doing?"
Ah Dai, with his eyes aflame with excitement, roared, "I’m going to settle scores with those butchers. Brother, look, how many people have they killed! These are hundreds of lives!"
Yan Shi and Yan Li were drinking with Tubari when the Black Knights appeared and didn’t react immediately. By the time they realized they were under attack, the Black Knights had already rushed into the bonfire party. They were initially on the outskirts, and the charge of the enemy caused the Yalan people to scatter, blocking their path, so they didn’t reach the center until now. Ah Dai, overflooded with anger, had just arrived.
Yan Shi, watching the Black Knights turning back for a counter-charge, said in a deep voice, "These bastards are obviously well-prepared. It seems we have no choice but to fight to prevent further casualties. Once the Yalan tribe regroups under their chiefs and stops the chaos, these scoundrels will have nothing on us."
Yan Li’s spirit surged, and he roared, "Great, let the three of us brothers fight it out with this crowd of scoundrels." With that, he swung his battle axe, looking ready to charge into a army of thousands.
The kindness in Ah Dai’s heart had already been diluted by the previous killing. He nodded heavily and said, "Brothers, let’s charge at them. If not, more people will die."
Yan Shi laughed heartily and said, "Great, it’s been a long time since we’ve had a good fight. Let’s go." With that, the three charged like loosed arrows, Ah Dai in the middle, Yan Shi and Yan Li on either side, and they quickly confronted the approaching cavalry.
Yan Shi could be said to be the most sober among the three. He let out a loud shout, calling, "Cut the horse’s legs." With that, he lifted his long knife high, and his yellow fighting spirit burst out suddenly, shooting out a half-arc of yellow light, directly slashing towards the bottom of the front horses.
Yan Li and Yan Shi had spent the most time together. The two brothers seemed to share a common understanding. Their two battle axes chopped out two streaks of yellow light almost simultaneously. The front dozen or so war horses immediately fell to the ground with a wail, causing several knights who had charged them to fall. The originally neatly arranged torrent was suddenly thrown into chaos.
Ah Dai was a bit slow to react. When Yan Shi shouted out, he had already jumped high. He didn’t care about cutting any horse’s legs at the moment. He let out an angry roar, with his hands driving the Tian Gang Sword that carried a three-foot cold glow of white fighting spirit, heavily bombarding the charging knights behind. Three knights at the front were immediately cut off by Ah Dai, and the aftereffects even split their mounts, showing the great power of Ah Dai’s angry blow.
Yan Shi and Yan Li were taken aback by Ah Dai’s attack. They had never seen Ah Dai so angry. The two didn’t have time to hesitate, they couldn’t let Ah Dai be surrounded; they each swung their weapons and charged. A sword, a knife, and two axes successfully stalled the Black Knight’s advance and threw them into chaos when they thought the Yalan tribe had no fight left.
Ah Dai had already gotten violent, with flashes of the Yalan people’s deaths constantly in his mind. He showed no mercy with each swing of his sword, and a few knights were bound to be cut down with each blow. After a while of fighting, several dozen knights lay dead, but the Black Knights were numerous after all. Ah Dai and his two companions had also received some minor injuries.
