These people were dressed in uniform dark blue outfits, moved swiftly and coordinated perfectly, and their weapons gleamed coldly.
It was the New First Army led by Jiang Dashan and Ling Xian!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" the sentries of the Guang family army cried out in anguish, but their voices were quickly drowned out.
The soldiers, already unsettled, were now in complete disarray.
Most of them were refugees and defeated soldiers who had been temporarily recruited; they had never seen such a scene before.
In contrast, the New First Army underwent grueling training in the style of special forces.
With modern instructors like Ling Xian providing tactical guidance, they were now like tigers descending from the mountain.
Upon entering the flock of sheep, a bloody storm ensued.
The soldiers of the New First Army were seen fighting in orderly formations, in groups of three or five.
Instead of engaging the enemy in direct combat, they used their agile movements to target the weak points of the Guang family army.
Some soldiers, armed with short crossbows, fired accurately from a distance, specifically targeting officers and standard-bearers of the Guang family army.
Some soldiers, armed with short blades, moved like ghosts through the chaotic crowd.
Each strike was accompanied by a scream.
Jiang Dashan took the lead, wielding a large broadsword with great skill and flair.
Wherever they went, men and horses fell over.
"You sons of bitches, rebels! How dare you come to this desolate mountain to run wild! You'd all stay here!" His voice was booming, so loud it made everyone's eardrums throb.
Ling Xian sat in the central command post, waving his command flag and clearly conveying his orders.
The soldiers of the New First Army obeyed orders without question and were as compliant as if they were their own arms.
They quickly divided and surrounded the Guang family army, constantly shrinking their space for maneuver.
King Guang was so frightened that his warhorse reared up in fright, almost throwing him to the ground.
"Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!" he roared hoarsely.
Lin Genzhu was so frightened that he scrambled to hide behind a supply truck, trembling with fear.
"How could this happen? How could so many ambushes suddenly appear..." He stammered, his face deathly pale.
The Guang family army's so-called 20,000-strong force was utterly no match for the well-trained and highly motivated New First Army.
In no time at all, they were routed, and one by one they cried out in surrender.
Jiang Dashan rushed over first, intending to tie up Guang Wang and the troublemaker Lin Genzhu and take them back, but to his surprise, the whole group of people on this side disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xian also walked over, and seeing that the place was empty, he pondered.
"Stop looking. This King Guang must have made a deal with evil spirits. Report this to Lady An, and the desolate mountain will judge for itself."
Even if they were to pursue, it wouldn't be their ordinary army that would do it; it would definitely be those believers with special abilities.
Jiang Dashan nodded; he naturally understood.
"Let these people stay on their feet and not do anything reckless like spreading this message directly to the desolate mountains, otherwise..."
He shook his head helplessly.
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