The heavens rage with divine might!
At this moment, the morning sun suddenly lost its brilliance, and a chilling wind swept across the battlefield, as if chiding this monumental duel.
At the critical juncture, Liang Xiao inverted the Sky Dragon Breaking City Halberd, using the butt end to parry the fatal blow. As he forced the saber away, he leveraged the impact of the Sky Sun Divine Blade against the halberd shaft. The halberd head then pressed in, aiming directly for the seam of the Saint Dragon Shadow Steed's war helm!
Achilles's eyes shifted. He raised his saber to block. Both warriors reined in their steeds and engaged in a fierce struggle right where they stood.
Glints of saber and flashes of halberd, like a torrential downpour and a thunderous roar, instantly enveloped them. Every strike was aimed at life, making even Yama tremble!
At some unknown point, the morning sun was obscured by dark clouds. The faint gleam reflected from their battle robes, armor, and weapons became the only remaining luminescence beneath the gloom.
Yue Qingtian and the others watched, stunned, their hearts pounding in their chests.
Both men, wielding weapons weighing tens of pounds, could maintain such dazzling speed and show no signs of fatigue.
Yue Yun, Heraclius, and others who had previously fought Achilles’s with showed concern.
Liang Xiao and Achilles were locked in a chaotic melee, hacking at each other on horseback. The observers were too far away to discern who had the upper hand.
Given their astonishing divine strength, a full-force strike, even if it couldn't pierce armor, could instantly incapacitate the opponent due to the impact force, or even kill them outright!
In battlefield combat, the means of killing were not limited to sharp edges; blunt force from a full-powered blow could also inflict considerable damage, especially with their level of divine strength!
Earlier, Liang Xiao had mentioned that facing Achilles, the Sky Dragon Breaking City Halberd felt somewhat cumbersome.
Even so, in their renewed battle, Liang Xiao still chose the Sky Dragon Breaking City Halberd and did not borrow the Silver Dragon Golden Spear from them.
The Sky Dragon Breaking City Halberd weighed fifty pounds, with the head alone exceeding twenty pounds!
Even with innate divine strength, one could not continuously swing it all day without eventually succumbing to exhaustion.
They believed that with Liang Xiao's character, this decision must have his own considerations, at least ensuring his own safety.
The saber and halberd clashes on horseback were so rapid that they surpassed the observers' understanding of martial arts.
These were not opponents that the renowned generals of this era could contend with!
They were too far away to see the details, only the scattered silver light in the center of the battlefield, with their sabers and halberds appearing like whirlwinds, poised to engulf, consume, and shred their opponents into pieces!
"A pity that General Nie and my third brother are not here to witness this spectacle," Nan Jiyun sighed, recalling Lü Changhe was still in the northern territories.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Only Yue Wenxin, her eyes filled with worry, quietly asked Zuo Wuji, "Father, who do you think has the advantage?"
She and Zuo Wuji possessed exceptionally keen eyesight, but her spear skills were inferior to her swordplay, and her mounted combat experience was lacking, preventing her from understanding the intricacies of mounted battles.
Zuo Wuji frowned, "Currently, it appears to be a stalemate. However, if their stamina is not equal, the first to tire will be... After all, the Sky Dragon Breaking City Halberd is visibly heavier than that so-called Sky Sun Divine Blade, likely by about ten pounds more than the opponent's weapon."
Yue Wenxin found it increasingly difficult to breathe.
She had long sensed Liang Xiao's determination to slay his foe and feared he might overexert himself, fighting to the death and falling into Achilles's trap.
"But rest assured, they have agreed to cease fighting after three hundred rounds. Have faith in General Tian," Zuo Wuji said seriously.
Yue Wenxin merely nodded silently, a stone of worry weighing heavily on her heart.
Was the soul of a nation truly that important, surpassing personal life and death?
At this moment, she finally realized profoundly that she had fallen for him without reservation, even wishing she could rush forward and block a saber for him.
His gentle whispers when he promised to protect her, his nonchalance when shouldering the immense responsibility of revitalizing their land, had utterly captivated her.
In the foreseeable future, the sons and daughters of Da Gan would always be proud of him!
By now, Liang Xiao and Achilles, riding their divine steeds, had engaged in fifty rounds of fierce combat during their short-distance maneuvers, yet neither could unhorse the other.
Their gazes were sharp, fixed on each other.
A formidable enemy that must be slain in this life!
This was the ultimate confrontation between gods!
The God of War of Da Gan, the War God of the Tianri tribe, the two supreme beings symbolizing the pinnacle of martial arts for their respective races, were clashing here, seemingly shaking the very heavens.
As early winter arrived, a cold wind swept across the plains. The proud sun in the sky retreated into the dark clouds, leaving only an expanse of gloom.
At this moment, drizzling raindrops began to fall from the sky, moistening the land and, in a different way, settling the dust kicked up by their fierce battle.
"The heavens are weeping for you," Achilles said coldly.
Liang Xiao gave a light chuckle, urging his steed forward. His White Night Flying Shadow steps danced on the wind and rain, transforming him into a white streak, directly at Achilles.
Achilles, unwilling to be outdone, let out a roar. The Saint Dragon Shadow Steed neighed towards the sky, charging at Liang Xiao with the momentum of an arrow released from a bow.
Another deadly strike, both sweeping diagonally towards vital points. Ultimately, their targets converging, it evolved into a clash of saber and halberd.
The cries of warhorses and the clang of metal echoing on the plains impacted the hearts of the hundred horsemen observing on either side.
Among the hundred horsemen brought by Achilles, Hannibal and Xiao Che, Gongyang Qiu were present, their pupils contracting sharply.
"Unbelievable! To think there is actually someone in this world who can fight Achilles for an hour without being at a disadvantage!" Hannibal's voice trembled slightly, betraying his inner shock.
"Only by doing so, by slaying General Tian in battle, can the people of Da Gan be made to feel profound pain!" Gongyang Qiu said coldly, but the hand holding the reins also trembled violently.
Achilles, the name of the invincible, was the faith of the Tianri tribe in cavalry martial arts.
They too, could not afford to lose!
An hour and a half had passed. They had engaged in one hundred rounds of combat. Half of these rounds had ended in stationary combat. Only when they confirmed they could not slay their opponent on horseback did they have to charge again, seeking to utilize the momentum of their steeds to seize fleeting opportunities.
Descendants of the same White Dragon Shadow, the White Night Flying Shadow and the Saint Dragon Shadow seemed tireless. Under the guidance of their masters, their roars of fury charged towards each other, deafening, even drowning out the distant sounds of war drums and bugles!
Gongsun Ye and the soldiers standing on the high ground of the military camp, without exception, trembled violently with excitement and tension.
From afar, their vision was blurry, yet they could still discern the incredible speed of the divine steeds and the ferocity of their strikes, surpassing all others in this era, with only each other as equals!
"No wonder General Tian decided to face him personally. Was it to prevent our soldiers from suffering further at Achilles's hands?" everyone felt a surge of awe, as if understanding General Tian's considerate intentions.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon. The clouds dispersed, and the rain ceased, but the fierce battle between Liang Xiao and Achilles had only just begun!
Two hundred rounds had passed. They were still locked in combat at the center of the battlefield. The spectators on both sides were profoundly shaken, yet reluctant to avert their gaze.
If their eyes could endure it, they wouldn't even blink, afraid of missing a single moment of the intense battle.
Having practiced martial arts for many years, no one present had ever witnessed such simple yet extraordinarily brilliant combat. They could even faintly hear the sound of air being cut by the whistling sabers and halberds!
The dark clouds scattered, and the proud sun reappeared. A rainbow arched across the sky.
They had already engaged in three hundred rounds of battle...
"Finally, it's over!"
The people from both hundred-strong cavalry contingents simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, yet also felt a sense of loss.
For a full three hundred rounds, over two hours of intense combat, neither side had inflicted significant injury upon the other.
"Achilles, three hundred rounds have passed. Do you dare to fight another three hundred!"
At this very moment, Liang Xiao's thunderous roar startled everyone.