Mythical Three Kingdoms-Chapter 1621 - 1562: Zhao Yun’s Probe

As for the Northern Huns' arrow rain, the White Horse Soldiers relied on their terrifying agility and movement speed to charge out of the range of the arrows, which were already near their maximum range.

Except for a few high-level arrows that hit the target at this distance, none of them achieved the results the Northern Huns expected.

Zhao Yun reined in his horse and turned around, and all the White Horse Soldiers did the same. Looking at the densely packed arrows stuck between the two cavalry units, a mocking smile appeared on the face of every soldier.

With an indifferent expression, Zhao Yun glanced at the densely planted arrows on the ground and then raised his head to look at the Northern Huns opposite, his lips curling naturally upwards.

The distance between the two sides was only sixty-five steps. The two rear guard men, whether it was Xubo Cheng or Duqufu, both excellent at Inner Qi Manifestation, could naturally see Zhao Yun's expression; it was a clear, blatant mockery of them.

"Hey, Zilong, can you hit that Golden Eagle?" Just as Zhao Yun was sneering at the others, Ma Yunlu beside him suddenly asked quietly.

"Golden Eagle?" The sneer on Zhao Yun's face softened, and he naturally turned his head to inquire, then followed Ma Yunlu's gaze.

"Oh, that thing, no problem." As he spoke, Zhao Yun took out the Precious Carved Bow, mimicking a draw of the bowstring, and an ice-blue arrow formed on the bow, with seemingly endless inner qi infused into it.

Although Zhao Yun's inner qi strength had dropped from Breakthrough Level to Inner Qi Manifestation, the recovery speed of his inner qi had not decreased. Recently, he had actually regained his full inner qi, but for some reason, when he wanted to explode his core and retrain, he found his strength lacking a bit.

Zhao Yun found this a bit frustrating, but it didn't significantly affect him. Whether or not he could improve his strength didn't mean much anymore, as the only one who could consistently outpace him had already ascended; he didn't care about training anymore.

While Zhao Yun was nocking his bow and arrow, Quifu on the opposite side also took out his bow and arrow. Previously, he hadn't used any special techniques, but since it was now to intimidate, he might as well show his archery skill.

Zhao Yun's fingers suddenly released the bowstring, and under the incredulous gaze of the Huns, he directly hit the Royal Tent Golden Eagle, shattering it into powder with a single blow, without any clear path in between.

"See, it's simple, isn't it?" Zhao Yun lightly laughed as he put down the bow. With an effortless expression on his face, it was only Zhao Yun who could deplete so much inner qi while still managing to obliterate the Royal Tent Golden Eagle despite the large-scale Cloud Qi offset. The amount of inner qi consumed was unimaginable for someone who hadn't tried it.

Initially planning to act, Quifu and Xubo Cheng looked at the King's Tent Golden Eagle, which had turned into powder and disappeared, with disbelief, and immediately became furious. That object was equivalent to the lintel of Weiyang Palace, symbolizing the Huns' face, and Zhao Yun's action was comparable to tearing off the roof of Weiyang Palace in front of the emperor and ministers. What a colossal grudge!

In an instant, all the Northern Huns were enraged, rushing towards Zhao Yun, with Xubo Cheng and Quifu leading the charge.

"You all go first," Zhao Yun nodded at Ma Yunlu, and he directly charged towards Xubo Cheng and Quifu.

"That guy is very strong, be careful," Ma Yunlu didn't say much more, knowing that Xubo Cheng had fought with Zhang Fei for such a long time without gaining the upper hand, so she was a bit worried.

"Don't worry," Zhao Yun replied calmly. As he spoke, he spurred his horse, and the Night Illuminating Jade Lion, understanding his intent, charged forward. Zhao Yun's left hand holding the spear trembled slightly, and simultaneously attacked both Xubo Cheng and Quifu, making them retreat as the Dragon Gall Spear seemed to split into two, effortlessly pushing them back.

Seeing this, Ma Yunlu felt much relieved. She immediately ran off with Lyu Qiling, Xue Shao, and others, leading the White Horse Soldiers, leaving only Zhao Yun and a few hundred men led by Li Tiao to cover the rear.

"Li Tiao, you handle that group; I'll take care of these two." After driving back the two men with a spear, Zhao Yun said with a cold smile, "The ultimate Inner Qi Manifestation, is it? Never thought the Northern Huns could produce experts of such caliber; let's see if they are genuine or not!"

As he spoke, Zhao Yun shook his spear, and before Xubo Cheng and Quifu could respond, they were enveloped in a shadow of spear thrusts. The silver spear even caused visual distortions of high temperature with its attacks, causing explosive sounds in the air during exchanges.

After fifty moves, Zhao Yun looked at the two slightly panting opponents and then at himself, nearly trapped in formation, and spoke coldly, "You're lucky this time; next time, no one will come to save you. Li Tiao, retreat!"

With a call, Zhao Yun spurred his horse, and the Night Illuminating Jade Lion seemed to teleport, moving several dozen steps in an instant, then dashed out along the place not yet surrounded.

After the Night Illuminating Jade Lion's rapid movement and escape, Li Tiao and the others had also retreated a considerable distance. Only at this point did Qiu Linbei arrive, witnessing the shattered Royal Tent Golden Eagle, which was a great humiliation for the Huns.

"Don't just stand there, pursue!" Qiu Linbei, seeing Xubo Cheng and Quifu still breathing heavily, shouted in anger.

"The opponent is very strong," Quifu defended briefly before hastily leading the troops to pursue Zhao Yun, as did Xubo Cheng. Soon, nearly all the Huns were chasing after Zhao Yun, their Royal Tent Golden Eagle shattered, an unspeakable disgrace!

"How is General Zhao?" Li Tiao inquired.

"Two genuinely skilled masters; compared to the Miscellaneous Hun's Inner Qi Manifestation, they are truly formidable. It's not just about strength; their minds are also very tenacious. Last time, General Zhang managed to kill them within a few moves, but luck played a part. I can suppress them for a short time, but as for killing..." Zhao Yun shook his head slightly, as both men hadn't yet used their secret techniques.

"How many Inner Qi Manifestations do the Northern Huns actually have?" Li Tiao frowned and said, "Logically, considering the Northern Huns' smaller population, they shouldn't have too many masters at Inner Qi Manifestation level."

"If you count the immortals from the Central Plains, it's actually not that few!" Zhao Yun suddenly shifted the topic to immortals.

Li Tiao froze, then thought for a moment and nodded, indeed true.

"Those immortals are likely not lacking in aptitude, implying that the Central Plains wasted a lot of talents," Zhao Yun sighed and said. "Of course, compared to us, most immortals are not particularly strong."

"Forget it, let's not discuss this; let's retreat quickly. The speed of the Huns is rather incredible. Hmm, these should be the Military Spirit Legion we calculated earlier. Li Tiao, you and Xue Shao go ahead to command, I'll engage them," Zhao Yun said, glancing distantly at the rapidly approaching Northern Huns.

"Understood!" Li Tiao, with his keen instinct for battlefield danger as a former Yellow Turban Commander, felt his hair stand on end when the Northern Huns' Military Spirit Legion charged out. Compared to the previous thousand, this fifteen hundred-strong Military Spirit Legion exerted even more pressure.