All Return in Bloodstained Garments

Fifty elite riders charged like a sharp blade into the Qiang cavalry array.

Luo Yu led the charge, killing a squad leader with his first spear thrust. Dong Chuan and Lü Qingyun on either side, eyes blazing, their spears like dragons, also killed their enemies. Everyone fought bravely, catching the Qiang soldiers focused on the east completely off guard.

Luo Yu could see the distant "Wanyan" banner, his eyes growing fiercer.

"Stop them! Hurry!"

"Protect the general, everyone attack!"

The Qiang soldiers turned to fight, shouting as both sides mixed in combat, blood splashing through the heavy rain.

"Just a few dozen riders dare to penetrate our Qiang cavalry array, truly arrogant!"

The Qiang soldiers soon realized the Dry army's strength. Two hundred riders swarmed, desperately surrounding this lone force, the battle growing increasingly fierce.

Four or five fierce soldiers surrounded Lü Qingyun, spears flying, death everywhere. Lü Qingyun took a spear blow to the shoulder before counter-killing two men, blood instantly soaking half his body.

The slave-born man didn't even flinch, shouting as he charged forward:

"Kill the enemy! Brothers, kill!"

And Dong Chuan, after stabbing two Qiang riders, his spear snapped in two. He pulled out his saber and continued fighting.

Everyone knew this was their closest chance at victory, they had to reach Wanyan Chang at all costs. This desperate fighting style tore a gap through the Qiang lines, getting closer to that banner.

"Dry army brats, get through me first!"

Wanyan Chang's bodyguard datus blocked Luo Yu's path, stabbing with his spear. Luo Yu dodged sideways, narrowly avoiding the spear tip, then swung his spear horizontally, circling his abdomen to strike.

"Bang!"

The spear hit the Qiang datus in the back, bones cracking, pain spreading through his body. Fear appeared in his eyes as he tried to stab back, but Luo Yu's spear tip was already there.

"Amazing reaction."

The Qiang datus was horrified, desperately turning his head to block, but it was too late. A spear through the throat, dead on the spot.

In a flash, he had killed a fierce soldier. Dong Chuan and Lü Qingyun were more encouraged, fighting desperately with Luo Yu. Fifty riders fought with the momentum of five hundred, looking like they could crush the Qiang army.

"A bunch of trash!"

Seeing his confidant killed, Wanyan Chang's face turned icy. Taking a spear from a guard, he charged forward, killing a lone Dry soldier in one thrust, incredibly fierce.

"Roar!"

Just as he knocked the Dry soldier off his horse, a spear came from the side. Wanyan Chang quickly blocked, both men shaking from the fierce clash.

"Are you Luo Yu?"

Wanyan Chang met Luo Yu for the first time, surprised by his young face.

"Are you Wanyan Chang?" Luo Yu said coldly. "I heard you tried to kill me several times, but failed."

"You have quite the luck."

Wanyan Chang mocked: "What, bringing such a small force to counterattack? Overestimating yourself."

"Not a counterattack."

Luo Yu held his spear forward: "But a sure victory!"

"Ha ha ha, what arrogance."

Wanyan Chang couldn't help laughing: "When did Dry army recruits have such ambition? Truly surprising. I'll hang your head on Yunyang Pass's city wall, watching my Qiang army enter!"

"I'm a recruit."

Luo Yu's gaze was cold: "So I can only use your head to climb up!"

He needed to complete the five-year promise, avenge the townspeople, and survive. So he must kill Wanyan Chang today!

"Arrogant! Take this!"

Wanyan Chang sneered, his spear suddenly shaking, piercing through the rain straight at Luo Yu's chest. Luo Yu's eyes narrowed, body slightly turning as the spear tip grazed his front armor. He swung his spear upward, the spear shaft turning in mid-air toward Wanyan Chang's waist.

Wanyan Chang reacted incredibly fast, his body sinking on the horse. His spear swept horizontally, barely blocking Luo Yu's attack. The two spears clashed in mid-air, the impact numbing both men's arms.

"Quite skilled."

Wanyan Chang was slightly surprised, clearly not expecting Luo Yu's strength to be so great.

"But that's not enough to kill me!"

Wanyan Chang roared, attacking again. His spear tip danced around Luo Yu's body, pressing relentlessly. As a Qiang army general, Luo Yu's limited cavalry combat experience put him at a slight disadvantage. After several fierce clashes, Wanyan Chang seized an opportunity with a side spear, slashing open Luo Yu's shoulder, blood quickly staining his robe.

"I told you, you can't kill me."

Wanyan Chang, almost in control, sneered, using all his strength for one final thrust. The spear shadow like a dragon, the powerful force splitting Luo Yu's spear in two. Now Luo Yu was truly weaponless.

"I'll tell you, I've seen too many young pups on the battlefield, all thinking they're heaven-sent talents. In reality, they end up as piles of white bones in the desert!

Today I'll show you that the battlefield isn't your place!"

"Roar!"

Wanyan Chang used his killing move, spear tip reversing, slashing toward Luo Yu's throat. Such a fierce attack was almost certain death for the weaponless Luo Yu.

Luo Yu suddenly turned his head, the spear tip sliding past his cheek. His right hand flipped, Dawnlight appearing, stabbing forward with lightning speed, roaring fiercely:

"The one who'll become a pile of bones is you!"

"Thrust!"

The dagger firmly pierced Wanyan Chang's chest, almost completely entering his body.

Wanyan Chang stared dumbly, unbelievingly at the broken spear:

"You, you..."

"Thump."

The massive body fell from his horse, splashing blood.

Luo Yu dismounted, picking up a saber from the ground, walking step by step to Wanyan Chang's side, looking down, eyes icy.

Wanyan Chang spat several mouthfuls of blood, his eyes filled with despair. He never dreamed he would die at the hands of this unknown soldier.

"Breath."

Luo Yu took a deep breath, slowly raising the saber:

"General Wanyan, I'll borrow your head!"

...

"Charge!"

"Kill all Dry soldiers, Yunyang Pass is ours!"

"Brothers, fight them, kill!"

Shouts still echoed over Yunyang Pass, the rain growing heavier, blinding everyone. Thousands of soldiers fought in mud and blood.

A cavalry unit charged through the city gate, killing into the west gate, scattering the Qiang soldiers blocking the entrance. The Qiang soldiers were stunned. Why would cavalry attack from behind at this time?

This cavalry unit was covered in blood, most injured, but a killing aura surrounded them.

The leader, holding a spear in one hand, raised it high, a bloody head impaled on top.

"Wanyan Chang is dead, surrender now!"

Luo Yu's voice echoed through the rainy night, like a thunderclap, shocking the Qiang soldiers to their core. Their general had become a headless ghost.

"No mercy for those who dare enter Yunyang Pass!"

"Kill!"

...

Silent rain in Yunyang Pass,

A hundred riders return in bloodstained garments to the border city.