Zhang Xun mounted his horse again, pointed his spear at the fleeing enemy, and shouted sharply:
"Brothers! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
The elite cavalry of Shannan Prefecture were all brave and skilled in battle, and well-equipped.
The warhorses beneath them were all exceptional steeds, clad in heavy iron armor.
Like mobile steel fortresses.
The musket in his hand spat out angry tongues of fire, and lead bullets whistled out, knocking down enemy soldiers in droves.
The air was thick with smoke, and the smell of gunpowder was pungent yet exciting.
An enemy soldier was hit in the chest by a musket and screamed in agony.
He fell backward, his blood staining the ground beneath his feet.
Another enemy soldier tries to dodge the whistling lead bullets.
Unfortunately, he was hit in the thigh, letting out a piercing scream as he rolled and struggled on the ground.
Under the intense musket fire, the enemy's morale was already low due to Zhang Xun's sudden appearance.
Now they are completely routed, like rabbits being chased by a falcon, fleeing in all directions.
They abandoned their armor and weapons, crying out for their parents, wishing they had two more legs.
"Damn it, why are you running! Stop right there!"
A cavalryman from Shannan Prefecture, his face full of murderous intent, his eyes bloodshot.
Like a demon from hell, he roared, and his warhorse thrashed about.
They kicked up clouds of dust and gave chase to a fleeing enemy soldier.
The enemy soldiers were terrified and threw their armor aside.
They were so focused on running away that they didn't care about the pursuers behind them.
The cavalrymen's sabers gleamed blindingly in the sunlight.
Like the scythe of death, it is raised high.
The blade sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, heading straight for the enemy soldier's nape.
With a "pfft".
A head flew high into the air, tracing a parabola.
Blood gushed out like a torrent, forming a pillar of blood in the air.
It's like a bewitching blood-red flower, blooming and withering in an instant.
The headless body continued to run forward a few steps before collapsing to the ground.
It twitched a few times, then fell silent.
The situation on the battlefield was completely reversed at this moment.
The once invincible and aggressive Liu An's army.
At this moment, they were like stray dogs, abandoning their armor and fleeing in all directions.
Their former arrogance has long since vanished.
Instead, there was endless fear and despair.
The battlefield was littered with corpses and rivers of blood, a scene resembling hell on earth.
Chen Qingwan and Qiao'er were stunned by this sudden turn of events.
They watched helplessly as the black iron cavalry descended like divine soldiers.
They were pulled back from the brink of death.
"Your Majesty, we must leave here immediately."
Qiao'er's voice was still trembling.
Chen Qingwan nodded; she knew it wasn't time to relax yet.
Under Zhang Xun's cover, Chen Qingwan, Qiao'er, and the remaining Imperial Guards quickly withdrew from the battlefield.
The Battle of Wufeng Ridge ended in a crushing defeat for Liu An's army.
...
Shannan Prefecture, the Prefectural Government Office.
"Sir, a letter from the capital!"
A guard hurried in, presenting a gray-feathered carrier pigeon with both hands.
Lu Yan took the carrier pigeon, skillfully untied the small bamboo tube tied to its leg, and took out the silk inside.
The silk was covered with tiny, closely spaced characters.
The message came from "Cheetah," a spy planted in the capital by the Shannan Prefecture.
Lu Yan unfolded the silk scroll and scanned its contents at a glance.
At first, he seemed relaxed, even a little nonchalant.
But as his gaze moved downwards, his expression gradually became serious, and his brows furrowed tightly.
"The capital...has fallen?"
Lu Yan muttered to himself, somewhat incredulous.
The silk scroll details the sudden attack on the capital by rebel forces and the breaching of the imperial palace.
The shocking news that the Empress's fate was unknown, and the fact that Liu An, the leader of the rebel army, launched a rebellion while the capital was undefended.
"Liu An? That guy must have eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard!"
Lu Yan suddenly stood up, crumpling the silk in his hand into a ball.
He never imagined that this scoundrel would dare to do such a heinous thing.
"Xiao Kui!" Lu Yan shouted sternly.
"Yes, sir, what are your orders?"
Li Kui entered in response, holding a half-eaten piece of braised beef in his hand, his mouth glistening with oil.
"A major incident has occurred in the capital!"
Lu Yan tossed the silk cloth in his hand to Li Kui.
"See for yourself!"
Li Kui took the silk, swallowed the rest of the braised beef in a few bites, and then slowly began to look at it.
"This...this is really..."
After reading it, Li Kui couldn't help but swear.
"Has Liu An eaten shit? How dare he plot a rebellion?"
"Now is not the time to swear!"
Lu Yan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth, almost stomping a hole in the floor.
"The capital has fallen, and the Empress's fate is unknown. What are we going to do?!"
"Hehe, my lord, in my opinion, why don't we take advantage of the chaos and establish ourselves as kings!"
Li Kui's eyes darted around, and he made a sly suggestion.
"Shannan Prefecture has a strong army and abundant supplies. If we declare ourselves kings, we can live a life of luxury and comfort. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"You silly kid! What are you thinking!"
Lu Yan glared at Li Kui.
"Am I the kind of person who would betray my word? How could you even think of that!"
But Lu Yan was secretly rubbing her little hands together in her heart:
Hehehe...
"My lord, loyalty and righteousness are important, but we must also assess the situation and act accordingly!"
Li Kui rolled his eyes and exhaled two thick breaths from his nostrils, like two small dragons playing in the air.
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