Zhang Xun took the lead, clad in armor and wielding a long spear.

Leading the cavalry regiment was like two sharp daggers.

They swiftly penetrated the flank of the Northern Xiang Kingdom's army.

His warhorse neighed and charged wildly through the crowd.

Wherever they went, soldiers of the Northern Xiang Kingdom fell to the ground.

Zhang Xun sometimes thrust his spear straight forward, and sometimes swept it horizontally, his movements clean, crisp, and fluid.

The formation of the Northern Xiang Kingdom's army was broken into pieces.

The once dense formation was now like a lake surface rippled open by a boulder, in complete chaos.

Han Sheng commanded the infantry regiment, which was as solid as an impregnable fortress.

They firmly resisted the frontal attack of the Northern Xiang Kingdom army.

He took the lead, raising his shield to block the rain of arrows.

Behind him, infantrymen, armed with spears, formed a dense formation.

It is well-organized in its advances and retreats, and combines offense and defense.

Even when facing enemies many times their number, they showed no fear.

They stubbornly held their positions, making it impossible for the Northern Xiang Kingdom army to advance an inch.

Scouts watching the battle from a distant hillside.

You could even see Bei Xiang soldiers charging relentlessly at the infantry regiment's defensive line.

Yet they were unable to break through, as if they had crashed into an invisible wall.

Li Kui's broadsword team was incredibly brave.

They brandished their gleaming broadswords and charged rampaged through the enemy ranks.

Blood splattered on Li Kui's face, but he didn't care.

Instead, he became even more excited, his eyes turning bloodshot, looking like a madman.

His broadsword flashed up and down, and with each strike, a soldier from the Northern Xiang Kingdom fell.

He would occasionally let out a deafening roar.

It inspired the soldiers around him and intimidated the enemy in front of him.

Under Lu Fei's command, the musketeer regiment formed three neat rows and fired in turn.

After a series of deafening gunshots, smoke filled the air, and the battlefield reeked of gunpowder.

Soldiers of the Northern Xiang Kingdom fell in droves, their screams echoing through the land.

They had never seen such a powerful weapon before, and were terrified, causing their morale to plummet.

Some soldiers even abandoned their armor and fled.

Lu Yan stood on the high platform, looking at the battle before him, his face still calm and composed.

He took the telescope from the guard and carefully observed every detail of the battlefield.

He saw that Zhang Xun's cavalry regiment had successfully disrupted the enemy's formation.

Han Sheng's infantry regiment held the line firmly, while Li Kui's broadsword squad was wreaking havoc in the enemy ranks.

The volley fire from the musket regiment also inflicted heavy casualties on the enemy.

Everything was under his control.

Lu Yan lowered his binoculars and instructed the soldiers beside him:

"Pass down the order: the entire army will advance and annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop!"

Upon receiving the order, the morale of the troops in Shannan Prefecture soared even higher, and their shouts shook the heavens and the earth.

They shouted and charged forward like a flood bursting its banks, unstoppable.

In contrast, the Northern Xiangguo army was under heavy attack from the combined forces of the Shannan Prefecture army.

The morale of the army had long been low, and the soldiers of Beixiang had never seen such a fierce fighting style before.

They were utterly routed in a short time, crying out for their parents and fleeing in all directions.

They fled in disarray, hating that their parents hadn't given them two more legs, and lamenting that they weren't fast enough.

On the battlefield, discarded weapons and flags lay scattered on the ground, drifting like autumn leaves.

Some soldiers who couldn't escape knelt down and begged for mercy, praying to save their lives.

An atmosphere of fear permeated the entire battlefield, and the morale of the Beixiang soldiers completely collapsed.

Mu Qing charged left and right through the chaotic battlefield.

Seeing his own troops' morale plummeting and their defeat crumbling like a house of cards, he was secretly alarmed:

"Lu Yan's army is incredibly powerful!"

He knew that if things continued this way, defeat was inevitable, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He gritted his teeth, his gaze hardening, and made up his mind:

"No, I must personally take to the front lines and turn the tide of the battle!"

Mu Qing suddenly spurred his horse and raised his long sword high.

Roaring, it charged into the enemy ranks, heading straight for Li Kui.

His warhorse galloped wildly, kicking up clouds of dust.

It drew a striking line across the chaotic battlefield.

"Li Kui! Prepare to die!"

Mu Qing's voice was as loud as a bell, shaking all directions.

The long sword in his hand gleamed coldly in the sunlight, pointing directly at Li Kui.

Just as Li Kui was getting into the swing of things, he suddenly heard Mu Qing's thunderous roar!

He couldn't help but laugh wildly, shaking the leaves of the trees.

"Good timing! Grandpa was just worried about not finding a worthy opponent!"

He swung the blood-soaked broadsword in a half-circle, making a buzzing sound.

He headed straight for Mu Qing without blinking!

Li Kui's eyes gleamed, his face filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

Like a hungry wolf that has finally found its prey to tear apart!

Mu Qing's warhorse neighed and shot towards Li Kui like a bolt of lightning!

The long sword in his hand sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for Li Kui's face.

Li Kui's mother let out a strange cry and dodged to the side, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

He swung the blade down with a backhand stroke, carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks.

He slashed fiercely at the leg of the warhorse beneath Mu Qing!

Mu Qing reacted quickly and abruptly pulled on the reins.

The warhorse reared up and dodged the thunderous blow.

A man and a horse leaped high into the air, drawing a graceful arc in the sky.

Taking advantage of the situation, Mu Qing changed his move, slashing down with his longsword, aiming straight for Li Kui's neck.

Li Kui swung his broadsword to parry, and the two weapons clashed, producing a deafening roar and sparks flying everywhere.

The immense impact made their hands go numb, and their weapons nearly slipped from their grasp.

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