Battle of Pacifying Youzhou (II)

The two armies met at the foot of Cold Mountain. Without exchanging many words, the more than Dagan troops stood ready for battle, while the 150,000- Great Feng army surged forward like a torrent of steel.

The two armies immediately clashed.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Having broken through the Dagan defense line and crossed the Cold Mountain, the Marshal held a victory celebration banquet for us in Zhenyou City."

"Fight to the death, never retreat!"

"Brothers, hold Cold Mountain! Reinforcements will be here soon. Not a single one of those Great Feng traitors will escape!"

"Aaaaaah!"

The battlefield was like a meat grinder, with the sounds of fighting and screams echoing through the sky.

The Ghost Servant of the rear army had already activated their Golden Light Mirror when Great Feng charged in.

More than twenty miles away, in the place where Great Feng had passed before, Chu Xuanao sat in a chair, with Li Xunhuan standing beside him, looking relaxed. After noticing the unusual movement of the Small Golden Light Mirror in his hand, Li Xunhuan whispered to Chu Xuanao.

"Your Highness, war has begun."

A small card appeared in Chu Xuanao's hand. He silently chanted, "System, use summoning card!" The card in his hand turned into specks of white light and dissipated.

As the card vanished into nothingness, over 50,000 iron cavalry instantly appeared before Chu Xuanao. A fierce aura unique to the battlefield permeated the air, and each of them appeared wild, savage, with cold eyes and a murderous intent.

Several figures sat on horseback ahead of the iron cavalry. The leader was none other than Lu Bu, who was nine feet tall, burly and fierce, yet his face still possessed masculine beauty. He wore black armor with a beast-face design, held Heavenly Halberd, and carried a powerful bow on his back. He commanded thousands of troops and was awe-inspiring.

Upon seeing Chu Xuanao, he immediately dismounted and knelt down.

"Lu Bu greets Your Highness."

After Lu Bu, the eight generals, Gao Shun, Chen Gong, and 50,000 cavalrymen all dismounted, and the entire army bowed their heads.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

"Gentlemen, Feng Xian rise. Fengxian, Gong Tai, this is the situation now. The battle is urgent and cannot be delayed. Feng Xian, you must immediately lead the Wolf Cavalry to the outskirts of Cold Mountain and surround it from the rear. First, take Hanshan Prefecture. Gong Tai, do you have anything to add?"

Chen Gong thought for a moment and then said.

"Your Highness, not at the moment. The situation in Hanshan Prefecture is urgent. We must eliminate them first before discussing the arrangements for Zhenyou City. Feng Xian, we're counting on you."

Lu Bu immediately replied.

"Your Highness, Gong Tai, rest assured, I will immediately lead the army to Cold Mountain. Gao Shun, the Camp of Trapped Formations will protect Your Highness; the rest of you, come with me to Cold Mountain."

After speaking, Lu Bu mounted his horse. As the banner of the Bingzhou Wolf Riders. Fifty thousand iron cavalrymen galloped across the plain like a pack of wolves exuding a chilling killing intent, heading straight for Cold Mountain.

After Lu Bu left, Chu Xuanao also mounted Gao Shun's horse.

"Let's go to Cold Mountain."

Upon hearing the command, the Camp of Trapped Formations advanced slowly behind Chu Xuanao like an unbreakable torrent of steel. Li Xunhuan and Gao Shun followed leisurely to Chu Xuanao's left and right.

At the foot of Cold Mountain, Nie Mingfei, who was in charge of the central command, stood up and paced back and forth. Not only was the battle situation unfavorable, but he also looked back with his eyes full of anxiety.

Behind the Dagan army, where the King of Prince of Qin's royal carriage was located, many masters were engaged in a fierce battle. On the mountain path of Cold Mountain, at the foot of the mountain, the fighting there was just as brutal as, or even more terrifying than, the bloodshed on the battlefield.

The moment the battle began, dozens of figures flew out from the Great Feng and rushed straight towards him, but their target was not Nie Mingfei, but the Prince of Qin of Qin behind him. He sent troops to intercept them, but they were blocked by the troops dispatched by the Great Feng.

After the experts of Great Feng were mobilized, many masked men also emerged from the Hanshan Mountains behind them, with the same target as Great Feng: the Prince of Qin.

Coupled with the unfavorable situation in the war, Nie Mingfei was also becoming somewhat anxious.

Where Chu Xuanao's mount was, the Ironback Cang Bear lay motionless on the ground, its body trembling slightly. On top of the sedan chair tied to its back, Cheng Shifei sat alone, his eyes somewhat solemn.

He knew His Your Highness wasn't here, so this group was destined to waste their efforts. But if they managed to break through, he would definitely face a barrage of insults from the Marquis, and besides, Cheng Shifei shameless?

Where will he put his face then?

Duan Tianya was not here at the time; he had already gone to Zhenyou City with Zhu Wushi.

Surrounding the Ironback Cang Bear, the Prince of Qin's Manor's men stood guard, blocking those who were constantly attacking Chu Xuanao Ironback Cang Bear the outside.

Bai Feiyu was fighting a masked man. He had a cute appearance, but his body was surrounded by a constant cold light of blood-red sword intent. The pink, chubby, Gentle Sword in his hand now appeared sharp and fierce, exuding waves of killing intent.

With a raised sword, her true energy surged, and a ten-zhang-long blood-red sword shadow seemed to condense a murderous aura. A red light flashed in Bai Feiyu's eyes as she coldly spoke.

"Blooming Flower Sword"

With a single stroke, he sliced the masked man in half at the waist, then charged straight at another man.

Around him, the four Manifestation Realm and the Seven Balefuls of the Bai Family were either fighting with Great Feng or a group of masked Manifestation Realm experts, so they had no time to pay attention to anything else.

Unparalleled sat on a rock, using his true energy to control the opening of the Wushuang Sword Box beside him. With all five swords drawn, he single-handedly fought against four masked men at the Great Grandmaster level.

His swordsmanship was elegant and unpredictable, leaving people puzzled. With each sword shadow and flash of light, a person's head was severed.

With fingers extended, two swords rose, pointing directly at one person, piercing through his body from front to back.

They couldn't defend against it. Unparalleled's swords were all Famous Weapon. Even if Unparalleled's current cultivation level couldn't unleash the full power of these swords, they were still beyond the ability of those who hadn't even reached the Transcendent Realm to defend against.

It can be said that Unparalleled is like having a set of divine equipment. His equipment alone is already overwhelming, not to mention that his talent and martial arts are already top-notch. Among those of the same realm, no one can stop him.

In terms of cultivation, Unparalleled, having reached the late stage of the Great Grandmaster. In terms of strength, he can be considered invincible within the Great Grandmaster realm.

Even back in the Prince of Qin's Manor, Great Grandmaster- level swordsman wouldn't spar with Unparalleled; they were on completely different levels, and their swords would shatter upon contact, making it impossible to fight.

Even if you cover and activate the sword with true qi, it's useless. Unparalleled is a sword master who controls the sword with true qi. The sword qi, sharpness, and power are on a completely different level.

Not far from Unparalleled, Er Niu's figure appeared tall and fierce. A golden bull phantom condensed around him. As Er Niu's true energy surged, even the bull's hair stood on end. With a loud shout, he appeared.

"Cow Hair Fine Rain."

The hair formed from the condensed true energy on the golden bull's body detached, and hundreds of tiny hairs, as fine as needles, spread all over the Er Niu' bodies. With each stomp of the Er Niu's foot, the hairs shot out like fine rain towards the many men in black.

The two Transcendent Realm Great Feng who were fighting against Er Niu were instantly riddled with holes, their bodies riddled with tiny bloody holes from the energy. Many other men in black around them also suffered the same fate, their bodies riddled with small bloody holes.

After the attack, Er Niu's face turned pale. He took a few steps back, waved his hand, and signaled to the Bai Family to finish him off; he was done for.

This move wasn't just about a few hundred cow hairs; it was simply a result of his limited strength. He had exhausted all his resources, and it was fortunate that he was facing Transcendent Realm and some Great Grandmaster, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to achieve this effect.

Moreover, he doesn't use this move often; it's his trump card. If it weren't for the fact that there were quite a few people in this group, and they were all experts, the least of whom were grandmasters, making them difficult to deal with, he wouldn't have used this move.

There's no other way; they're on their own now. The adults are all tied up; where are these guys coming from?