Amidst the smoke and fire of war, heavily armored cavalrymen charged forward like tigers descending a mountain, lances raised!
The distance is getting closer and closer!
From all directions, in front, behind, left, and right, there were heavily armored cavalry!
The small Mongolian horse was covered in a layer of black armor, and white cold air was exhaled from its nostrils. The heavy cavalrymen riding on it had ferocious faces, bulging veins on their necks, and their hands were tightly gripping their spears.
Deputy General Tu Yuan roared:
"Hold formation! Hold formation! Stop their charge!"
But the voice sounded so weak and powerless at that moment.
The next moment, "Bang bang bang!"
The heavily armored cavalry charged forward like a steel blade, slamming into Tu Yuanbing!
Moreover, countless spears came from all directions, thrusting out and piercing into Tu Yuanbing's body.
In an instant, men and horses were thrown about, and flesh and blood flew everywhere!
Groans, screams, wails—the sounds of pain escaped Tu Yuanbing's lips; they were his final cries as he lay dying.
Before coming to Xijing, no one had ever imagined that they would encounter such a powerful enemy here.
Even before they set out, they were already thinking about how they would have fun after storming into the city, but now, all that answered them was the cold spears, the rain of iron hooves, and the angry shouts of killing.
His body was pierced, his flesh trampled into a bloody pulp, and all he could see in his unfocused eyes was splattering blood.
Ambition was completely shattered at this moment!
The heavily armored cavalry from the Mongol cavalry, like an iron torrent, crushed everything in their path!
——
"hiss."
On the outskirts of the battlefield, Zhang Ye and the Xijing resistance fighters who were watching the battle saw the heavily armored cavalry charge into the Tu Yuan army. They all widened their eyes and gasped in shock.
The Tu Yuan army, which was completely invincible to them, was now being routed and had no chance to fight back.
At this moment, this is no longer a battle between two armies, but a naked massacre by one side!
"OK!"
"Good riddance!"
In the crowd, someone raised their fist and shouted!
Immediately following was a continuous stream of cheers!
Zhang Ye took a few deep breaths, and his face, which had been filled with worry, finally relaxed.
Immediately, Zhang Ye raised his head, searching for Qin Ze's figure amidst the vast army.
With his gaze piercing through the fighting crowd, Zhang Ye spotted a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar, surrounded by a group of cavalrymen at the rear of the battlefield.
His face was calm and composed.
A gentle breeze ruffled Zhang Ye's hair, and at that moment, he was filled with a myriad of emotions. The last time he saw him was several years ago.
Back then, Qin Ze was just a young boy, but now he is the Northern King of Beiliang, commanding countless troops and achieving one remarkable feat after another.
Now, he led his army to sweep through the Tu Yuan people and utterly crush them, which is truly exhilarating!
This massive army before me looks just like the invincible Chiyan Army of yesteryear!
At this moment, Zhang Ye's eyes were filled with fervor.
A voice inside him was telling him:
"Whether it's resisting the Tu Yuan army, overthrowing Jin Fengluan, or rebuilding the Great Gan, only Qin Ze can do it!"
"The day the broken sword is reforged will be the day the hero returns!"
"We need a hero like this to get things done!"
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P.S.: This awful winter! My chilblains have flared up again! Help! Is there any effective medicine...? (?_?)
I forgot to say goodnight yesterday, so I'm making up for it today.
Good night, good morning, and good afternoon everyone!
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