Zhu Ying Slaughtered Enemies Madly! All Attributes Broke Through 200 Points!

Every soldier kept a full zhang apart from the others, remaining exceptionally cautious.

Having just crossed into the borderlands, everyone feared a sudden rain of arrows.

The new recruits in particular were even more anxious.

Time gradually passed as the army advanced.

The army had already neared the Tatars' outer tribes. They were perhaps only a few li apart; the closer they got, the more dangerous it became.

And at that very moment!

"Kill!"

"Kill all these lowly Han Chinese!"

Shouts rang out from the north.

The ground shook violently right afterward.

A hundred zhang away,

countless Tatar cavalrymen clad in beast-hide armor, wielding sabers, spears, and bows, spread out and charged swiftly toward the Ming Army.

They already had their bows in hand, drawing their arrows.

Mounted archery.

Back in the Warring States, perhaps only Zhao State's Hu-style riding and archery had been the finest. But in the present era, the three treasures of mounted warfare had been perfected. With their aid, anyone who could handle a warhorse could learn to shoot from horseback through training.

The foreign tribes living on the Northern Frontier were the same.

They rapidly closed in.

At this moment,

Chen Heng, standing in the central army, remained composed as he shouted, "Archers, form ranks! Cavalry and spearmen, hold the rear! Defend!"

The command was issued.

The tens of thousands of Ming Army soldiers immediately shifted formation.

Two thousand archers swiftly stepped forward and spread out into an arrow formation. Using small banners as units, they stood two abreast in five rows.

They quickly drew their bows and fixed their eyes on the Tatar cavalry ahead.

They waited quietly for the enemy to enter range, conserving their strength while awaiting the exhausted foe. This was the infantry formation's method of battle.

They're finally here.

Zhu Ying gripped his bow tightly. There was no fear in his eyes, only a steadfast desire to kill the enemy.

Since he was here, he would make the best of it.

On the battlefield, fear was useless, and complaining was even more useless.

The Shen Family wanted his life, but Zhu Ying refused to give it to them. He would use his service on the frontier to kill enemies, earn merit, and rise through the ranks.

"Fire!"

Chen Heng shouted.

"Ha!"

The two thousand archers raised their bows at the same time, angling them forty-five degrees upward.

Chen Heng gauged the distance to the Tatar cavalry.

When the Tatar cavalry was only fifty or sixty paces from the formation, less than a hundred meters away,

"Kill!"

Chen Heng roared.

At once,

the slaughter began.

Two thousand archers immediately loosed a rain of arrows into the sky.

Beneath that arrow rain,

many Tatar cavalrymen were instantly pierced through and knocked from their horses.

"Killed one Tatar cavalryman. Picked up 20 Strength points."

Zhu Ying's arrow flew true, accurately killing a Tatar cavalryman.

With Zhu Ying's current arm strength, the arrows he fired had become far deadlier.

After killing one enemy,

Zhu Ying quickly nocked another arrow.

His gaze locked onto another Tatar cavalryman.

Whoosh.

Another arrow flew.

"Killed one Tatar cavalryman. Picked up 20 Constitution points." The panel prompted.

Every kill and every successful attribute pickup made Zhu Ying even more excited.

He could tangibly feel his attributes growing stronger.

Kill Tatars, raise attributes. Zhu Ying was thrilled.

His firing speed increased.

With the boost from his current attributes,

and with the Tatar cavalry not too far away, Zhu Ying found his rhythm. Nearly every arrow he loosed struck its target.

"My tribesmen!"

"Kill!"

Behind the Tatar cavalry formation, Jin Guda let out a furious roar.

At once!

The cavalrymen charging forward one after another raised their bows, shooting while continuing their advance.

A rain of arrows swept toward the Ming Army formation.

As the arrow rain fell,

"Ah... Ah..."

screams echoed through the Ming Army formation.

Countless Ming Army soldiers were wounded by the arrows. Some were struck in vital spots and died on the spot, while others were pierced through the body and howled in agony.

"Damn it."

Beside Zhu Ying, several of his comrades were also killed by the arrows, collapsing directly into pools of blood.

Zhu Ying witnessed the cruelty of war with his own eyes.

But as an ordinary soldier, there was nothing Zhu Ying could do. He could only fire arrows madly, killing as many enemies as possible.

"Killed a Tatar cavalryman. Picked up 20 Strength points."

"Killed a Tatar cavalryman. Picked up 20 Speed points."

"Killed a Tatar cavalryman..."

Zhu Ying fired wildly.

More than ten Tatar soldiers had already died by his hand.

"Total enemy kills exceeded twenty. Reward: one ordinary treasure chest." The panel prompted.

The Tatar cavalry was now only thirty paces from the Ming formation. The Ming archers continued firing, inflicting considerable casualties upon them, but their attack did not stop.

They soon crossed the thirty-pace mark.

And then!

Chen Heng raised his War Saber and roared, "Cavalry, charge! Spearmen, charge!"

As the command fell,

Chen Heng spurred his horse forward, War Saber in hand, leading the charge himself.

"Follow the general! Kill!"

At once,

the five thousand Ming cavalry and three thousand spearmen, who had been standing by, launched their assault.

Thud, thud, thud.

The cavalry thundered forward.

They charged straight at the Tatar cavalry ahead.

The true battle had begun.

For the Ming Army, the key to this battle was to intimidate the Tatars, crush them in a single battle, and ensure they would not dare reach so far again. As for the Tatar tribes, they were attached to the Yuan Court. Since they had already struck at the Ming Dynasty, they naturally had to press their advantage, defeat the Ming Dynasty, and claim credit before the Yuan Court.

This battle

was the key.

Both armies advanced in full force.

The cavalry of both sides collided like comets.

Boom!

They descended into a chaotic melee.

Sabers and spears

tore through armor and pierced flesh. This was the cruelest, bloodiest kind of war.

Human lives were as worthless as grass at this moment.

Zhu Ying remained within the archer formation. The archers gradually spread apart as he swept his gaze around, locked onto enemy soldiers, and continued firing without pause.

"Killed a Tatar cavalryman. Picked up 20 Spirit points."

"Killed a Tatar cavalryman. Picked up 30 days of lifespan."

"Killed a Tatar cavalryman. Picked up 20 Constitution points."

"Congratulations, Host. All attributes have broken through to 200 points. Reward: one ordinary treasure chest."

The panel prompted.

A glow spread over Zhu Ying's body.

As all his attributes increased, Zhu Ying felt refreshed from head to toe, as though he had undergone a transformation.

"All attributes have broken through 200 points."

Amazing.

Zhu Ying was thrilled.

With all his attributes transformed, his strength now far surpassed that of ordinary people.

Kill Tatars.

Zhu Ying roared inwardly.

He continued gripping his bow and fired even faster.

His speed in drawing and firing arrows had become astonishingly swift.

The battlefield was chaotic. Cavalry and spearmen had become completely entangled in a confused melee.

It was utterly bloody.

At that moment!

Seeing this, Jin Guda, the Tatar commander of ten thousand, sneered. "Send out the flank cavalry. Encircle the Ming Army."

At his command,

the Tatar cavalry that had remained unmoving in the rear sprang into action.

They split into two wings and charged toward the Ming Army once more.

Then,

Jin Guda also spurred his horse forward and charged toward the formation.

The true battle had arrived.

"Kill... Kill..."

"Kill all these lowly Han Chinese!"

"Kill... Kill all foreign tribes!"

"Kill..."

Across the battlefield, shouts of slaughter and cries of agony rose without end.

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