Chapter 829: 2,500 Points of Combat Merit

Facing the fierce charge of the Mongol cavalry, even someone as strong as Kai Xin didn’t dare to confront them head-on. Firstly, the Mongol cavalry’s archery skills were truly extraordinary—even techniques like “Stars in Motion” and “Arhat Style” couldn’t protect one from their attacks. Secondly, five “Thousand-Man Leaders” with strength comparable to demonic sect elders, along with the man wielding the Golden Rod, were at the forefront, making them far from easy to deal with.

But now the situation was different. The Mongol cavalry pursued from behind, shooting arrows aimed at specific targets. Hidden among the crowd, Kai Xin’s risk dropped significantly, giving him a real chance to earn combat merit.

“Kill him!”

To the martial artists around him, Kai Xin wasn’t very noticeable, but for the Mongol cavalry, it was exactly the opposite. The man with the Golden Rod clearly remembered that it was this guy wearing a conical hat who had saved the Central Plains general from his grasp, causing the “cooked duck” to fly away. Now, seeing Kai Xin falling behind, he shouted and grabbed a powerful bow himself!

The astonishingly large bow curved into a full moon…

Whoosh!!!!

The moment the bowstring vibrated, an arrow shot straight behind Kai Xin, startling him greatly.

Dragon-shaped!

His body flickered irregularly, and the arrow vanished deep into the ground in front of him—so deep that not even the arrowhead was visible, showing just how powerful it was.

Swish! Swish!

A second wave of arrows poured in—just like the first, a wide-scale barrage!

This time, Kai Xin didn’t hesitate. “Stars in Motion!”

If anyone had looked up at the sky at that moment, they would have been shocked—out of the vast cloud cover, nearly one-fifth of the arrows suddenly changed direction in mid-air! They gathered together eerily and shot straight at the approaching Mongol cavalry.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

There were no continuous sounds of bodies being pierced. Because this time, Kai Xin’s target wasn’t the front-line Mongol cavalry.

Over 200 arrows focused their firepower on the five Thousand-Man Leaders and the man with the Golden Rod… Compared to the more than 200 ordinary Mongol cavalrymen, these key targets were clearly more valuable!

“What!”

Faced with this sudden and fierce onslaught, the five Thousand-Man Leaders widened their eyes in terror, let out screams, and were turned into porcupines as they tried to block the arrows with their weapons.

Each Thousand-Man Leader earned 500 points of combat merit, totaling 2,500 points.

However, the situation with the man with the Golden Rod was more complicated. Realizing things were going wrong, he skillfully dived beneath his mount.

The poor warhorse took all the firepower in its place, being shot until not a single intact part of its body was left…
The giant with the mixed-metal staff also got hit by several arrows and fell behind the crowd with a grim expression.
Seeing this, Kai Xin thought it was a pity—if there had been more arrows, things might have turned out better. The ten-thousand-man commander had as high as a thousand points in combat merit, and who knew what loot might fall to him? That was his main goal! During the earlier “Shift of the Stars,” he had tried his best to influence and control more arrows, only to realize this was probably his limit…
But it didn’t matter.
With five thousand-man commanders dead and the ten-thousand-man commander falling behind, Kai Xin changed tactics. Facing the overwhelming Mongol cavalry, he didn’t retreat further but instead charged forward.
The Mongol cavalry on the front changed their weapons!
The distance between the two sides shrank to zero in an instant.
Two Mongol cavalrymen leaned over their horses, swinging their scimitars with precise calculations…
In a flash, Kai Xin’s remaining shadow at the original spot was cut in two!
A tiny bloodstain appeared on each of the two cavalrymen’s foreheads as they fell off their horses and landed where Kai Xin had disappeared.
A few observant people noticed this scene and were stunned.
But to their surprise, the man who had infiltrated the Mongol cavalry vanished even faster, and the Mongol cavalry’s charge continued unabated.
So although they guessed that the man wearing the conical hat might be a top expert and deduced his purpose, they didn’t dare stop to take a closer look…
“Kai Xin?”
Still, someone in the crowd noticed Kai Xin’s presence.
One of the lone experts who had entered the battlefield with Kai Xin earlier—that woman. It was just that they were far apart at the time. As the Mongol cavalry gathered together, she also moved closer.
If Kai Xin were here, he would surely recognize her—someone from the Mu family was present.
“Red Coral,” the strategist of the Black Rose Family.
She was also one of the high-ranking members of the Mu family, but often, the Mu family members didn’t interfere with her actions because she brought them many benefits.
She had been earning combat merit by using the Ice Soul Divine Needle among the crowd. She had long noticed Kai Xin, dressed in strange attire, standing very quietly and carefully in the front. From his skillfully concealed movements, she suspected he possessed an extraordinary finger technique, but she didn’t dare approach rashly. It wasn’t until the Mongol cavalry’s charge scared her away and she noticed the sudden influx of arrows in the sky and the changes among the Mongol cavalry that she realized, in amazement, that she was on the same battlefield as the Mu family’s boss.
“Where did he go?”

Yet Happy’s cheerful behavior still seemed strange to Red Coral. Although she believed in Happy’s strength, Happy hadn’t killed many enemies; instead, she had gone straight into the enemy ranks, leaving her somewhat puzzled. …
Happy still didn’t know that her identity had been revealed. After carefully avoiding attacks and killing dozens of Mongol cavalrymen, she finally arrived at the location where the Thousand-Soldier Commander was buried, as well as the man with the Mixed Metal Staff who had lost his warhorse. The latter clutched his Mixed Metal Staff tightly, standing opposite Happy like a war god, his gaze fixed intently on the man in the conical hat who appeared calm despite being surrounded by his subordinates…
“‘Stars Shift’—you must be the skilled expert from the Murong family that the military advisor warned us to be cautious of!”
The arrogance on the man with the Mixed Metal Staff vanished, replaced by an extremely solemn tone.
“Zhao Deyan…”
While dodging the swords and axes of the Mongol cavalrymen, Happy quickly bent down to pick up the equipment that the Thousand-Soldier Commander had dropped, calmly stuffing it into her bag.
“Correct.”
With all five pieces of equipment in hand—each a top-tier weapon worth nearly ten million taels of silver—Happy smiled. Her gaze returned to the man with the Mixed Metal Staff, from whom she took out a luxurious, slender sword from her Qi-Kun Bag. Earlier, she had used the Combined Finger technique to defeat enemies because she didn’t want to alert the martial artists of the Central Plains or attract too many Mongol cavalrymen, thus hindering her in collecting spoils. Now, it was time to reap the final rewards of her battles.
With nearly two hundred Mongol cavalrymen surrounding her, plus the Thousand-Soldier Commander, the pressure on Happy wasn’t particularly great. Noticing the sword in Happy’s hand, the man with the Mixed Metal Staff’s pupils narrowed suddenly, and he blurted out, “It’s really you!”
Whoosh!
A clear, resonant sword sound pierced the sky! A brilliant sword aura surged upward from the crowd…