Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

As Chen Huai'an personally led 3,000 Ironclad Cavalry of Longcheng and 20,000 Xuanjia Light Cavalry out of the camp to form ranks and meet the enemy, the powerful sound of drums and cymbals immediately echoed from the dilapidated city walls of the Longshan camp.

The scholar-general Chen Qingzhi, dressed in flowing white robes, ascended the city wall to personally beat the drum and lead the chanting of "Qin Feng: No Robes" to bolster the army's morale.

"How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes. The king is raising an army; let us prepare our spears and shields. We will fight alongside you against this common enemy!"

"How can you say we have no clothes? We will share our garments with you. The king is raising an army; let us prepare our spears and halberds. We will fight together with you!"

"How can you say we have no clothes? We will share our garments with you. The king is raising an army; let us prepare our armor and weapons. We will march together with you!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of elite soldiers in black armor chanted in unison on the city walls and inside the camp, their voices shaking the heavens and resounding with a powerful and moving sound!

The song ended, but the sound of drums and cymbals continued.

Outside the camp, Chen Huai'an, riding his horse proudly in front of the two armies, stood with piercing eyes and high spirits.

With one arm raised high, he chanted in unison to the rhythm of the drums: "How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes with you..."

Behind them, three thousand Ironclad Cavalry of Dragon City and twenty thousand Xuanjia Light Cavalry chanted in unison: "How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same armor with you..."

Then, all the soldiers inside and outside the Longshan camp echoed in unison: "How can we say we have no clothes? We will share our garments with you..."

The stirring battle song "Qin Feng: No Robes" echoed for a long time in Longshan, and the heartfelt roars of every soldier seemed to gather a power that could shake the mountains and rivers.

Banners fluttered in the breeze as the song played, and the distant mountains seemed to resonate with the roar of the battle hymn.

A single ode to Qin, which startled heaven and earth and moved even ghosts and gods to tears.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only the stirring war songs and fearless soldiers in the world.

At the front of the Yunhui Army.

The series of unexpected events from the Longshan camp caught the Yunhui Army soldiers off guard, and their morale plummeted even before the two armies clashed.

Faced with this ever-reversing battlefield situation, Liang Erhu, the vanguard commander of the Yunhui Army who had been clamoring that "the advantage lies in our overwhelming numbers," was struck dumb.

A terrifying thought suddenly occurred to me—could it be that my words really came true? This damn Chen Huai'an really does have the ability to conjure soldiers from beans, producing an army of 100,000 overnight!

From outnumbering the enemy to outnumbering the enemy, no matter how we fight, the advantage is not in the hands of my Yunhui Army!

Moreover, Chen Huai'an also had three thousand Ironclad Cavalry to reinforce him.

Hey!

What's the point of fighting this battle? As long as we're alive, we can always fight again. General, you should quickly order the Yunzhou cavalry to retreat first. While the Pingrong Wanquan formation with infantry holds them off for a while, it's not too late to run away now.

Thinking of this, Liang Erhu secretly leaned half his body out from the horse's back, trying to see the expression on General Wu Qingyun's face.

His warhorse seemed to sense its master's cowardice and fear of battle, and out of its animalistic survival instinct, it raised its hooves and tentatively took two steps back.

Over here, General Wu Qingyun of the Yunhui Army had an even more unsightly face. It could no longer be described with words like ferocious or ruthless. If one had to force a description on him, it would be that his face was so black it could drip blood.

In that instant, Wu Qingyun seemed to understand the feelings of Chang Chenghu, the deputy general of the Yunhui Army, outside Longcheng yesterday.

What difference is there between the "Qin King's Battle Song" and the "Proclamation of the Emperor to Pacify the Rebellion" that Chang Chenghu heard playing on the city tower of Longcheng yesterday, and Wu Qingyun, who was listening attentively to the war song "Qin Feng: No Clothes" outside the Longshan camp at this moment?

However, while Chang Chenghu could only secretly marvel at Chen Huai'an's actions yesterday, which were equivalent to 100,000 elite troops, Wu Qingyun now had no need to marvel at them.

Because Chen Huai'an, standing before Wu Qingyun, truly had 100,000 elite troops!

Now that things have come to this, Wu Qingyun has neither the mood nor the time to investigate what kind of deceptive scheme Chen Huai'an used to hide an army of tens of thousands of elite soldiers within the Longshan camp.

At this point, knowing that the Yunhui Army was no match for Chen Huai'an in terms of either troop strength or morale, Wu Qingyun had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight this battle.

Fighting offers a sliver of hope.

To flee would inevitably lead to total annihilation.

"Two Tigers!"

Wu Qingyun shouted sharply, but no one answered.

He was furious, and when he turned to the side, he discovered that Liang Erhu, the former commander of the army who had been riding next to him and only half a body length away, had somehow slipped behind him.

Enraged, Wu Qingyun roared, "Commander Liang Erhu, listen to my command!"

"ah!"

At this moment, Liang Erhu, who had been making plans on horseback, finally came to his senses. He hurriedly smacked his horse's belly hard, and then, amidst the mournful neighing of his warhorse, he rode up to Wu Qingyun's side, bowing and scraping as he accepted the order: "Your subordinate is here!"

Wu Qingyun glared fiercely at Liang Erhu before ordering, "I command you to immediately lead the Yunzhou cavalry into battle, confront the enemy cavalry head-on, and clear the way for the infantry to attack the Longshan camp!"

"General, this..."

Liang Erhu was taken aback. He had originally thought that Wu Qingyun would order him to lead the Yunzhou Cavalry Guard General and the Central Army Banner to withdraw from the battlefield and join forces with the Yunhui Army attacking Longcheng to plan the suppression of the rebellion.

Who would have thought that Wu Qingyun would actually order him to lead the Yunzhou cavalry to meet Chen Huai'an's Iron Pagoda and light cavalry? Wasn't that just reckless command?

That's the Iron Pagoda, a super heavy cavalry force with both men and horses heavily armored, supported by tens of thousands of light cavalry. Don't you have any idea how much your Yunzhou Cavalry is worth?

Liang Erhu was full of complaints, but knowing Wu Qingyun's temperament, he naturally dared not openly defy the general's imposing manner. Instead, he rode up to Wu Qingyun's side and whispered his advice:

"General, please reconsider! Our army is currently at a disadvantage in terms of strength, morale, weather, and terrain. A direct confrontation with the enemy is the worst possible strategy. In my humble opinion, it would be better to retreat and temporarily avoid the enemy's advance."

Clang!

Before Liang Erhu could finish speaking, he felt a flash of light before his eyes, followed by a chill on his neck.

Glancing sideways, Wu Qingyun's incredibly ugly face was as cold as ice, his large, bell-shaped eyes flashing with ferocity, and the ring-pommel sword in his right hand was held precisely against his neck.

"All generals of the Yunzhou Cavalry, heed my command!"

Liang Erhu abruptly changed the subject, shouting, "Follow this general in formation to meet the enemy, slay the traitor Chen Huai'an, quell the chaos in Longcheng, kill!"

Only then did Wu Qingyun sheathe his ring-pommel sword with satisfaction, and then roared, "Men, bring me my Green Dragon Crescent Blade! I will personally slay the traitor Chen Huai'an!"

Soon, four guards from the Yuhou Army arrived in front of Wu Qingyun, carrying a nine-foot-five-inch Green Dragon Crescent Blade weighing over eighty kilograms.

With a powerful flick of his toes, the latter easily lifted the Green Dragon Crescent Blade into the air and grasped it in his hand.

Wu Qingyun pointed his sword: "All troops, attack!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"