CHAPTER 440: CHAPTER 434: CAVALRY CHARGE_1

Thousands of miles away, atop a peak over thirty thousand feet high, Xiong Jianlai looked at the leveled hundred-thousand-foot mountain, and a horrifying thought crossed his mind. The Qin Dynasty’s Saint’s Court... could they be planning to flatten all the towering mountains in the Wanshan Realm? For reasons unknown, he firmly believed in this seemingly absurd notion.

"Refreshing! Continue!"

Having destroyed the hundred-thousand-foot mountain, Lv Bu threw his head back and howled, his eyes gleaming, his gaze fixed on another massive mountain. An ominous aura emanated from him, making him appear tremendously formidable.

"Sky Splitting Array, go!"

Seemingly discerning Lv Bu’s intentions, Minister Liu instantly burst into action. Formation patterns filled the air, once again tearing a hole in the Wanshan Array.

"Sweep across the world!"

Lv Bu’s body soared into the air, condensing a beam of halberd Qi and continuing his assault. "Quick! Stop him!" Xiong Jianlai’s eyelids twitched, and he hastily commanded.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from various tribes rushed out of the Wanshan Array, charging towards the White Tiger Army. However, they were intercepted midway by the Xuanwu Army, suffering innumerable casualties. Wang Jian, holding his sword, stood as an insurmountable War God.

BOOM!

The halberd Qi descended, striking the massive mountain and splitting it in two. Countless rocks shot into the sky, magma spewed forth, and the earth trembled. It was a scene akin to the end of the world, leaving onlookers dumbfounded and swallowing hard.

"Hahaha..." Amid the dust, Lv Bu’s hearty laughter resounded, accompanied by a layer of blood-black Qi that shrouded the sky.

Xiong Jianlai’s face grew even grimmer.

「Purple Xiao Holy Land!」

While Zhao Yun was attacking the Wanshan Realm, Yue Fei led his mighty army—golden spears and iron horses, with the momentum of a tiger devouring thousands of miles—raiding over thirty domains. They eventually engaged in a fierce battle with the armies of the Dingchuan Realm and the Purple Xiao Holy Land.

The Dingchuan Realm featured an exceptionally vast grassland. Here, Chang Wansheng led the disciples from the seventy-two peaks of the Holy Land and one hundred and thirty-seven corps, advancing rapidly. He had no idea that a crisis loomed, nor was he aware that Yue Fei had intentionally chosen the Dingchuan Realm as the battlefield. Since the armies led by Yue Fei, Xiang Yu, and Huo Qubing consisted of cavalry, which were unsuitable for siege warfare, this wide-open plain became their ideal battlefield. Thus, Yue Fei deliberately slowed his army’s advance, luring Chang Wansheng into the Dingchuan Realm.

The boundless wilderness was covered in withered grass and a layer of goose-feather snow, transforming the entire landscape into a world of white snow. Armies of the Purple Xiao Holy Land moved across the vast land. Each army was separated by several miles, causing the marching column to stretch for over a thousand miles—its head visible, but its tail lost to the horizon.

Strange, why do I have such a bad feeling?

In the middle of the marching column was a magnificent carriage pulled by three Saint Realm fire lions. Blazing flames erupted from their hooves, melting all the snow in their path. Chang Wansheng sat by the window, looking at the icy world outside, his two white eyebrows furrowed tightly. Perhaps due to a spatial formation, the interior of the carriage was as vast as a great hall, adorned with various pieces of furniture, green plants, and the lingering fragrance of sandalwood.

Suddenly, the marching column halted. Before Chang Wansheng could inquire, an officer landed outside the carriage and reported in a panic, "Grand Ancestor, the vanguard has been ambushed! They are requesting reinforcements!"

Chang Wansheng stepped out of the carriage. A harsh, biting wind gusted from all directions, whipping his white beard and hair.

"Send the disciples from the First to the Tenth Peak to assist!" Chang Wansheng calmly ordered. "The rear guard is to accelerate and merge with the main army to prevent enemy sneak attacks!"

As the orders were issued, countless banners snapped sharply in the wind, moving forward to guide the army’s advance. The snow fell ever denser, filling the air with a grim, killing aura. Chang Wansheng surveyed his surroundings, all engulfed by a boundless expanse of white. The frenzied dance of snowflakes disrupted his vision, rendering everything indistinct. No one knew if unknown dangers lurked in the obscured depths.

Before long, a streak of crimson appeared on the eastern horizon. That was the color of blood!

"Report, Grand Ancestor!"

"The Qin army’s combat strength is astonishing! We request reinforcements again!"

A disciple, pale and covered in wounds, knelt before the carriage, reporting fearfully.

"First to the Tenth Corps, head out to support!"

After a moment’s hesitation, Chang Wansheng decided to send support, dispatching ten cavalry corps totaling one million men.

The sound of hooves shook the heavens! The ten Holy Land corps advanced like sharp arrows piercing the sky.

About twenty minutes later, the ten corps arrived at the front-line battlefield, witnessing a ground littered with corpses and thick, blood-colored fog. Within the blood-red fog, Yue Fei led the Bei Wei Army, fiercely battling an enemy force several times their own number. His entire body was drenched in blood, making him resemble a vengeful spirit reaping lives.

"Kill!"

Yue Fei let out a long cry. The weapons in the hands of every Bei Wei Army soldier pulsed with a blood-red glow, exuding an incomparably sharp aura as they slaughtered the enemy soldiers engaging them. Flesh and blood splattered, painting the sky and earth as if with dark ink. The overwhelming Evil Qi pressed down on everyone’s hearts, making it difficult to breathe.

GULP.

The ten supporting corps, observing the hellish scene before them, were completely speechless. A gust of cold wind blew by, and they couldn’t help but shiver.

Yue Fei led his army out from the field of carnage, every soldier so drenched in blood that their true faces were obscured. The soldiers of the ten corps instinctively recoiled, but their sense of duty forced them to overcome their fear. They tightened their grip on their weapons, seeking reassurance from the cold steel. On the battlefield, the weapon was their only support!

"Charge!"

The general of the Third Corps roared, initiating a charge. The other nine corps immediately followed suit, urging their warhorses forward and brandishing their weapons.

"Kill!"

Yue Fei sneered and accelerated. His eyes blazed with murderous intent as he thrust his war lance with the might of a hidden dragon ascending to heaven, sending an enemy commander flying from an incredible distance of many thousands of feet. The clash between the cavalry had officially begun!

The blood-crazed soldiers of the Bei Wei Army, their killing intent fueling their Evil Qi, fought with soaring battle spirit. They grew more ferocious as the battle raged, relentlessly reaping lives. After the first charge, over two hundred thousand soldiers from the ten Purple Xiao Holy Land corps had fallen, while only a dozen or so soldiers from the Bei Wei Army had met an unfortunate end.

The enormous disparity dealt a significant blow to the morale of the ten corps, who were no longer able to muster the courage to charge. For cavalry, losing the courage to charge was akin to being a tiger without claws or fangs.

"Kill!"

The Bei Wei Army harbored no reservations, turned their horses around, and launched a new round of charge.

"Spare anyone who surrenders!" Yue Fei shouted as they charged.

The Qin Saint’s Court permitted taking prisoners from the Purple Xiao Holy Land. Of course, this clemency was limited to the rank-and-file soldiers and did not extend to their high-ranking officials.

"I surrender!"

Many soldiers from the Purple Xiao Holy Land corps threw down their weapons and chose to surrender. As for those who stubbornly resisted, they all became dead souls under the blades of the Bei Wei Army.

Once the battle concluded, Yue Fei gazed to the west and muttered to himself, "Judging by the time, the others should be launching their attack by now."