The hooves of the central army of the Divine Martial Army pounded the snow, stirring up a white mist.
From a distance, they look like celestial soldiers treading on clouds.
That kind of momentum deeply shocked Xia Jun.
"Archers, fire your arrows freely!"
Xia Jun's officer roared loudly.
In an instant, the arrow pierced the cold, silent sky.
Some arrows missed their mark, while others struck the cavalrymen of the Divine Martial Army, causing them to fall from their horses and break all the bones in their bodies.
Others hit the horse in the eye, causing it to stumble in pain, and the rider on it also fell, landing headfirst and getting deformed from the impact.
Like the Yellow River bursting its banks, the Divine Martial Army rushed forward in the blink of an eye, directly confronting the Xia army.
The cavalryman at the front crouched slightly and swung his mace forward with great force.
With a bang, the iron mace smashed into the helmet of the Xia soldier in front, denting the helmet and crushing the skull, killing him instantly.
The second Shenwu Army cavalryman swung his large axe and slashed at the Xia army in front of him.
With a clang, the axe struck the cold armor. Although it didn't split the armor, the enormous impact crushed the Xia soldier's shoulder bone.
A Shenwu Army cavalryman thrust out his spear, piercing the Xia soldier's neck. With unstoppable momentum, he pushed the soldier's body aside.
Every cavalryman of the Divine Martial Army wore a ferocious blue demon mask, obscuring their expressions.
But each of them exuded a chilling aura of killing intent.
This was an army unlike any the Tanguts had ever seen before.
They were Song soldiers they didn't recognize at all!
Some of the iron maces smashed into Xia Jun's face, shattering his entire face and suppressing his screams, instantly unleashing waves of blood.
Xia Jun was completely unprepared psychologically, and the front line was overwhelmed and collapsed in an instant.
The archers behind them didn't have time to switch and had already become mincemeat under the iron hooves of the Divine Warrior Army!
The black armor, red tassels, and cloak resembled burning flames.
Looking down from the sky, it instantly tore apart the Xia army's central command, and all resistance collapsed.
"Report!" The officer who had fled back from the front was pale-faced, still in shock, and stammered, "Report... General, the vanguard battalion..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yeli Qingge had already raised his axe and chopped off the officer's head.
His head rolled onto the snow, and bright red blood splattered out, staining the white snow.
The officer's head lay on its side in the snow, his eyes wide open, filled with the terror and despair of his last moments.
He seemed to die somewhat unwillingly, because in the Tangut people, children who lose their fathers are destined to have little future, wives who lose their husbands are likely to become playthings for others, and parents who lose their children can only struggle to survive in their old age and die with resentment.
Yeli Qingge's face was contorted with rage; he was a fierce warrior.
He was known for his bravery and skill in battle; in terms of personal martial prowess, he was virtually unmatched among the Tanguts.
He was a full two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. Perhaps because his hormones were more abundant than average, the hair on his face was thick and black.
His eyes bulged out, just like a frog's eyes.
It has a big mouth, just like a gorilla's mouth.
He was dressed in heavy armor, holding a large axe, and looked fierce and menacing.
Children will be frightened to tears if they see it.
Besides his exceptional individual combat prowess, Yeli Qingge was also known for his brutality. He was ruthless in killing his own people, and many of his own men died at his hands.
He loved using enemy heads as wine jugs and enjoyed watching massacres, having his men capture and kill many people for him to see.
The more agonizingly the people being killed screamed, the happier he became.
He slaughtered almost all the villages near Hongzhou City.
Countless soldiers and civilians, regardless of age or gender, died at his hands.
He was furious to see the Song army charging towards him with unstoppable force. His own troops had been scattered by the Song army, which was a disgrace.
"Attack from both flanks! Swarm the Song dogs and slaughter them all!"
Yeli Qingge roared loudly, and the cavalry on the left and right flanks, who were already prepared, began to charge, their target being the flanks of the Shenwu Army.
Whether it's cavalry or infantry, their flanks are always their weakest points when attacking.
Yeli Qingge led a cavalry unit, intending to charge the Shenwu Army head-on.
"You sons of bitches, raise your pig heads! Follow me and let's kill all those Song dogs! Kill them all!"
Yeli Qingge roared wildly, just like a wild beast.
He was absolutely confident that he could kill Yue Fei. He even planned how to describe this magnificent and heroic war when he took Yue Fei's head to Li Ganshun.
Before he went, he wanted to find someone who could read and write and had some knowledge to write a story for him, portraying himself as brave and heroic.
His Majesty will be overjoyed to see that he has brought back Yue Fei's head, and in his joy, he will betroth the princess to him.
Think about it, life is truly wonderful!
Yeli Qingge had no idea that Yang Zaixing and Wang Gui had already flanked them from both sides.
Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care at all.
In his mind, the Song army was all trash.
He, Yeli Qingge, is the number one general of the Great Xia Dynasty.
As Xia Jun spread out his flanks and thrust forward, Yang Zaixing and Wang Gui had already completed a gliding maneuver and charged towards them.
Yang Zaixing, wielding a long spear, thrust it forward, piercing through the foremost Dangxiang cavalryman. The man was lifted up by Yang Zaixing's hand and flung away, crashing into another cavalryman.
Yang Zaixing's voice boomed: "Kill! Brothers! Slaughter all the Western bandits!"
A hammer came crashing down, striking a Shenwu Army cavalryman in the chest, shattering his sternum and rupturing his internal organs with its immense force.
The cavalryman fell headfirst from his horse and died on the spot.
The Xia soldier had just killed a Shenwu Army cavalryman when another Shenwu Army cavalryman swung an iron axe and chopped him in the neck with a crack, leaving only a skin attached to his neck.
The head slammed downwards, the skin was torn off, and the head fell to the ground and was trampled into the snow. Blood was still gushing from the neck of the headless corpse. The horse ran several steps before the headless corpse finally fell to the ground.
The fighting spirit of the Divine Martial Army was truly terrifying, as hard as steel.
Each of their movements was extremely simple, without the slightest hesitation or slackness. They could kill in the simplest and fastest way, without lingering for even a moment.
Before they could even make a mask, the Xia army cavalry's charge was completely suppressed by the left wing of the Shenwu Army led by Yang Zaixing!
The Xia army at the front was almost crushed to pieces. Countless Xia soldiers fell from their horses and were trampled into mincemeat, their flesh mixed into the snow.
A long red strip appeared on the ice and snow, like a bright red carpet.
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