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...
These deadly weapons were handled with the ease of toys by the black-clad cavalry. With a forceful swing, the grenades traced arcs through the air before landing precisely within the ranks of the Great Zhou army.
The explosions were deafening, like thunder, with sparks flying and smoke billowing. The soldiers of the Great Zhou were caught off guard by this sudden attack.
In the chaos, the black-clad cavalrymen brandished their lances and broadswords, the lances like dragons and the broadswords like tigers.
They moved across the battlefield like messengers of death, reaping lives.
The stench of blood on the battlefield grew stronger, the land was stained red with blood, and severed limbs were everywhere. Cries of agony and roars mingled together, creating a gruesome scene.
The black-clad cavalry showed no mercy; their sole objective was to utterly crush the morale of the Great Zhou army.
As Chen Zhennan had predicted, the Great Zhou's momentum failed to materialize, and the three hundred cavalrymen were able to break through three times.
Although Zhou Jianjia was shocked, she forced herself to remain calm. She drew her sword, pointed it to the sky, and shouted, "Soldiers, do not panic! Maintain your formation! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"
Her voice trembled slightly, and although she tried to hide it, her inner unease quietly crept in.
Just then, Zhang Xiao led 10,000 cavalrymen like a surging tide, charging from the front. The sound of their hooves shook the heavens and the dust they raised blotted out the sun.
"Brothers, charge!"
Behind him stood the more than 200,000 troops of the Great Wu, their dense crowds pressing down like dark clouds, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
Chen Zhennan stood on a distant mountaintop, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked down at the battlefield.
Feng Zirou stood to the side, her face full of curiosity, "General, you turned defeat into victory with just three hundred cavalrymen?"
Chen Zhennan chuckled: "Three hundred cavalry? This is like divine intervention. Although my tactics are not advanced, I'm afraid no one can defeat them now."
"Awesome!"