Eight years ago, Chen Zhennan transmigrated into a chaotic era, intending to live a simple life, but unexpectedly found a fallen empress.
In this turbulent world, the two became each other...
On the battlefield, smoke filled the air and flames raged.
Zhang Xiao took the lead, leading 10,000 cavalrymen like a surging tide, charging straight towards the Great Zhou army.
He gripped the reins tightly with both hands, his legs clenched around the horse's flanks, and brandished his long sword, which flashed through the air like a dragon emerging from the sea.
The cavalrymen were all resolute, their eyes shining with a fearless determination. Following Zhang Xiao, their hooves kicked up clouds of dust, like a galloping earthen dragon sweeping towards the Great Zhou army formation.
In an instant, just like a sharp blade cutting into tofu, it directly split the seemingly indestructible formation of the Great Zhou Dynasty in two.
In an instant, chaos erupted in the Great Zhou army, with men and horses falling over, and cries and screams filling the air.
Meanwhile, Chen Zhennan's 300-strong special forces team withdrew from the core area of the battlefield as swiftly as ghosts.
They dispersed, each finding a favorable firing position, and watched the archers and spearmen in the Great Zhou army formation with predatory eyes from afar.
Although these special forces members had only been training for a short time and their marksmanship was still somewhat rusty, they were quite confident in the face of the massive, ant-like army of the Great Zhou.
They raised their rifles, their eyes focused, their fingers on the triggers, and then the sound of gunfire rang out as bullets whistled through the air.
Although some bullets missed their targets slightly, the dense crowd meant that almost every bullet that flew through the air hit the enemy.
"Hmph, today I'll let you taste the power of our commander's new weapon!"
The soldiers of Da Wu were stunned by what they saw.
A moment later, an irrepressible excitement surged through them, and their morale soared like a rocket.
The army, which had been somewhat tired and disorganized, suddenly seemed to have been reborn, and everyone was full of energy, launching a frenzied attack.
They shouted and charged forward, their earth-shattering battle cries echoing like rolling thunder across the battlefield.
Standing on the command platform at the rear of the army, Zhou Jianjia was extremely anxious as she watched the situation deteriorate rapidly.
She tried her best to stabilize the situation, raising her voice and shouting, "Soldiers, do not panic! Hold your ground! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"
However, the deafening shouts of battle, like surging waves, mercilessly drowned out her voice.
The soldiers of the Great Zhou were already in disarray, and fear spread through the army like a plague.
They began to flee frantically, pushing and trampling each other in complete chaos.
Chen Zhennan saw all of this clearly from the mountain.
His eyes were like torches, fixed on Zhou Jianjia on the battlefield. Seeing that she was about to escape because she could not maintain the situation, a strong killing intent surged in Chen Zhennan's heart.
Without hesitation, he mounted the horse, his movements clean, swift, and fluid.
Feng Zirou and Gu Siyao, who were standing nearby, quickly followed and rushed down the mountain like arrows, soon joining the battle.
Chen Zhennan charged into the enemy ranks, dodging left and right with fluid and graceful movements.
"Soldiers, press on with the victory! Do not let a single enemy soldier escape! Capture the Empress of Great Zhou alive!"
Upon receiving the order, the Great Wu army surged forward with unstoppable momentum, relentlessly pursuing the remnants of the Great Zhou army like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.
The chase lasted for dozens of miles, and Chen Zhennan's warhorse was panting heavily from exhaustion. His eyes were fixed on the direction Zhou Jianjia had fled, and his heart was filled with resentment.
Chen Zhennan reined in his horse, which neighed loudly. He watched Zhou Jianjia's departing figure with a look of anger on his face, pounded the saddle hard, and gritted his teeth.
"She got off too easy!"
However, Chen Zhennan quickly adjusted his emotions. Song Yunming should have already made preparations according to the plan. Thinking of this, he felt much more relaxed.
He took a deep breath, turned his horse around, and said to Zhang Xiao beside him, "Zhang Xiao, wipe out these remaining soldiers who didn't have time to escape, don't let a single one go!"
Zhang Xiao clasped his hands in a fist salute and replied, "Rest assured, General, I will certainly not let them get away with this!"
The battlefield was a scene of bloodshed and devastation, with countless corpses lying haphazardly on the ground, their blood staining the earth crimson, resembling a sea of blood.
The wounded soldiers lay on the ground, groaning in pain. Some were missing limbs, and some had their intestines spilling out. The scene was too painful to bear.
Seeing this, Chen Zhennan finally couldn't bear it.
"Zhang Xiao, issue the order! Regardless of whether it is the Great Wu or the Great Zhou, do everything in your power to treat the wounded. Great Zhou soldiers, those who surrender will be spared, those who do not will be killed!"
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The smoke of battle had just cleared, and the battlefield was filled with the pungent smell of blood. Chen Zhennan ordered Zhang Xiao to rest. Zhang Xiao obeyed the order, but his brows were tightly furrowed.
"General, although the fighting has subsided for the time being, what should we do about the lack of supplies..."
Chen Zhennan's lips curled up slightly, his eyes radiating unparalleled confidence, as if he had everything under control. Before Zhang Xiao could finish speaking, he waved his hand.
Just then, the rumbling of hooves and wheels approached from afar.
Everyone looked up and saw a huge grain transport team slowly heading towards the Dawu camp like a long dragon.
The large carts loaded with grain and fodder were piled up like small mountains. Zhang Xiao's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward to meet them.
After some questioning, it was discovered that this was actually a grain escort team that Chen Zhennan had meticulously prepared long ago.
Moreover, the soldiers escorting the supplies brought good news: the convoy transporting military pay was also on its way.
The news was like a spring breeze blowing through the camp, and the soldiers' tense nerves relaxed considerably.
Everyone started cheering and jumping for joy, and the whole camp was filled with a festive atmosphere.
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