Qin Qianluo's gaze was like that of a keen falcon, closely following the ever-changing battlefield situation. The current situation was undeniably one-sided, and the victory of the Tianxuan Army seemed as certain as taking candy from a baby.
At this moment, as long as the key figure, the Lord of Xuanyuan Kingdom, is defeated, Tianxuan will have an indisputable advantage in this crucial first battle.
She subconsciously clenched her fist slightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and she gently bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth until she left faint teeth marks.
He silently cheered for the General of the Cavalry in his heart. That belief seemed to transform into an invisible force, traversing the noise and bloodshed of the battlefield and reaching the General of the Cavalry's heart.
Strangely enough, the general seemed to have truly heard Qin Qianluo's inner cheers, and his aura suddenly changed.
The spear in his hand instantly danced wildly like a nimble dragon or snake, its tip flashing with a cold light like the brightest star in the night sky. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
His moves are even more fierce and powerful than before. Each attack seems to carry the force of a thunderbolt, with an imposing momentum, showing a determination to not give up until the enemy is defeated.
The Xuanyuan Kingdom's commander also noticed the change in the General of the Cavalry, and his heart trembled as an unprecedented sense of oppression surged towards him like a tide.
But he was a seasoned veteran, experienced in countless battles, and would not easily admit defeat. He immediately focused his mind, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.
He wielded his longsword with impenetrable speed, the blade flashing like a silver curtain, attempting to withstand the relentless onslaught that surged like a tidal wave.
However, the General of the Flying Cavalry had already pushed his strength and speed to the limit. Each thrust of his spear was accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, like a sudden clap of thunder, making people's eardrums ache.
The two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, exchanging blows without yielding an inch. The General of the Cavalry had sharp eyes, keeping a close watch on the Xuanyuan Kingdom's commander's every move, not missing a single possible opening.
Finally, in a fierce exchange, he spotted a fleeting opening, and the moment that opening appeared, time seemed to freeze.
The General of the Cavalry roared, his voice like a resounding bell, echoing across the land and piercing the heavens. His spear, like an arrow released from a bow, thrust with immense force straight for the throat of the Xuanyuan Kingdom's commander.
This shot was as fast as lightning and as swift as a shooting star. The general of Xuanyuan Kingdom only felt a blur before his eyes and had no way to avoid it. He could only watch helplessly as the spear tip approached like the scythe of death.
In that critical moment, relying on his instincts honed over years of tackling life and death, he suddenly turned his head. The spear grazed his cheek, leaving a deep bloodstain, and blood gushed out instantly, staining half of his face red.
The General of the Cavalry swept his spear horizontally, the shaft whistling through the air, like a heavy iron rod, striking the waist of the Xuanyuan Kingdom's commander.
The Xuanyuan Kingdom's general felt an overwhelming force strike him, and he was instantly sent flying like a kite with a broken string. After arcing through the air, he crashed heavily to the ground.
Upon landing, he kicked up a cloud of dust, rolled several times on the ground, and then lay still. It turned out that the heavy blow had shattered his internal organs, and the Xuanyuan Kingdom's ruler died on the spot.
When the Tianxuan soldiers saw that General Piaoji had won, cheers erupted everywhere, the sound like surging waves, one after another, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.
The soldiers' morale soared, and they were like tigers with wings. Their eyes gleamed with fervent light as they charged towards the remaining soldiers of the Xuanyuan Kingdom.
They brandished their weapons with even greater ferocity and fearlessness, as if imbued with boundless power. The battle cries were gradually replaced by cheers of victory.
Sunlight streamed onto this land strewn with blood and corpses, painting a scene both tragic and glorious. Standing atop the city wall, Qin Qianluo gazed at the triumphant General of the Cavalry, her heart filled with admiration and excitement.
Her bright eyes glistened with tears, whether from the shock of the battlefield's bloodshed and heroism, or from being moved by the General of the Cavalry's bravery and fearlessness, it was hard to tell. She knew that Tianxuan had won the first battle beautifully!
After defeating the Xuanyuan Kingdom's commander, General Piaoji was not blinded by victory. Instead, he quickly reorganized his army and directed his soldiers to rescue the wounded and clean up the battlefield.
His figure moved swiftly across the battlefield, his black iron armor stained with blood and dust, yet it only accentuated his majesty and fortitude.
At this moment, a strong wind began to rise, howling and raging across the battlefield, causing the military flags to flutter wildly, as if mourning the end of this fierce battle.
In the sky, dark clouds began to slowly gather, gradually obscuring the dazzling sunlight, as if they could not bear to look directly at this ravaged land.
In the distance, the continuous mountain ranges appeared even more hazy under the shroud of gloom, like silent giants mourning the lives lost.
He first summoned the commanders of each battalion and gave a brief but effective deployment of tasks. A detachment of soldiers was sent to guard the surrounding area to prevent a sneak attack by remnants of the enemy or a surprise attack by reinforcements in the chaos.
They spread out, took up advantageous positions, their eyes warily scanning the horizon, their weapons gripped tightly, ready to respond to any unexpected situation.
The whistling wind occasionally entered their ears, but it could not disturb their highly focused attention.
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