The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1702: 830 First Battle Achieved Victory (First Update)

Chapter 1702: 830 First Battle Achieved Victory (First Update)

The white cloth on the Red-Tasseled Spear was removed by Gu Jiao, who tossed it into the wind with a flourish.

The spearhead glinted coldly in the blazing sun, and the red tassel, like the enemy’s heart blood, was eye-catchingly crimson.

Nangong Ze slashed his sword directly at Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear, producing a crisp clashing sound. His sword, made of Black Iron, was incredibly sharp and capable of cutting through anything.

Even if it were a whole block of raw iron, he could split it effortlessly.

But what surprised Nangong Ze was that the hideous-looking Red-Tasseled Spear was completely unscathed.

Did it withstand his sword?

No, it should be said that this kid withstood his killing move?

He employed tremendous agility and inner strength to execute this strike. He had seen Gu Jiao pull out the spear to block, but he didn’t care, because he was absolutely confident that he could chop Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear in half and leave a deep cut on her body.

Nangong Ze hovered above Gu Jiao, pressing his long sword down with great force.

Gu Jiao looked up at him with a calm expression and suddenly tilted her body back, swiftly lifting her left leg to kick at Nangong Ze’s head!

Nangong Ze held the sword in his right hand, confronting Gu Jiao, so he could only block with his left hand. However, this posture was extremely awkward, plus his left hand was not his dominant hand, lacking strength. He was forcibly kicked away by Gu Jiao!

Nangong Ze nearly fell under the hooves of the Hei Fengqi cavalry, luckily he stabilized just in time. He tapped the ground with his sword, using the force to flip and regain his footing amidst the chaos.

The left arm, which blocked Gu Jiao’s kick just now, began to feel slightly numb.

This boy’s strength… is terrifying!

And what’s the deal with the Red-Tasseled Spear in his hand?

Why… does it look kind of familiar?

“Where did you get your Red-Tasseled Spear?” Nangong Ze asked coldly.

As he spoke, a soldier of the Nangong Family was knocked to the ground by the hoof of a Hei Fengqi horse. Just as the cavalryman on the horse was about to thrust a spear through his throat, he swung his sword backhanded at the Hei Fengqi!

Clang!

Gu Jiao’s Red-Tasseled Spear deflected his long sword.

The cavalryman was slightly startled, but his actions were unaffected, as if they had coordinated thousands of times. Under Gu Jiao’s cover, he thrust his spear into the Nangong rebel.

Don’t say they are all Yan Country people; a rebel is a rebel. Eradicating them is the mission of all Hei Fengqi!

Nangong Ze did not care for his soldiers the way Gu Jiao cared for the Hei Fengqi. If they died, they died; he had plenty of troops.

However, it made him all the more curious about Gu Jiao.

Someone so young, how could he be so extraordinarily talented?

Gu Jiao had no intention of wasting words with Nangong Ze. Nangong Ze recognized the armor she wore belonged to Xuanyuan Li’s war gear, but he didn’t recognize that her Red-Tasseled Spear was Xuanyuan Li’s divine weapon.

With poor martial skills and blind eyes.

Spent years as an undercover agent in vain within the Xuanyuan Jun!

Gu Jiao stepped onto the stirrup, flipped in the air to mount the horseback. Her body spun in mid-air, bringing down the spear with tremendous force onto Nangong Ze!

Nangong Ze’s pupils constricted!

The Xuanyuan Seven Stances!

This is… the Xuanyuan Family’s spear technique!

The spear in the boy’s hand… is Xuanyuan Li’s Red-Tasseled Spear!

How could it be…

“Who the hell are you?”

He swung his sword to block the Red-Tasseled Spear coming at his head, using one hand to grip the hilt and the other to cradle the blade, exerting all his inner strength to barely withstand the boy’s strike.

Gu Jiao quickly slashed down with a second spear strike, so fast it was like a lightning bolt. A crisp cracking sound was heard; Nangong Ze’s Black Iron Sword… was shattered by the boy’s Red-Tasseled Spear!

Nangong Ze’s eyes widened in disbelief!

Gu Jiao did not give Nangong Ze a moment to breathe and swiftly thrust another spear strike!

Behind her, Cheng Fugui was pushed off his mount by a Nangong rebel while trying to save a comrade, receiving a sword cut on his left shoulder.

“You bastard!”

He turned and used his lance to impale the opponent clean through!

With that one rebel down, more rebels surged forward.

“Kill their horses!” someone among the rebels shouted, and everyone changed their attack direction, aiming not at the cavalry directly but at the Hei Fengqi mounts underneath them.

The Xuanyuan Iron Cavalry were the most valiant and fierce warhorses across the six countries. During training, they were taught to protect their riders as their primary duty, with little regard for their own safety.

As long as the cavalry didn’t call for a halt, they would fight on and on, neither retreating from blades nor fearing wounds.

Cheng Fugui watched as one Hei Fengqi after another fell gravely wounded, his eyes reddened with fury: “Damn it! How dare you kill your grandfathers’ mounts! Pay with your lives!”