Battle of Pacifying Youzhou (V)

On the battlefield, the situation was fierce, with more than 200,000 troops fighting on both sides. After the clash, the disparity in troop numbers was too great, resulting in significant losses for Dagan sides.

On the left side of the battlefield, where the cavalry are fighting, from above it looks like two angry waves, one black and one white, colliding and rushing straight through each other.

As white figures flashed past the Great Feng cavalry like lightning, they turned their horses around and faced the Great Feng cavalry again.

Leading the group was Guang Xing, whose face was covered in blood. At this moment, Guang Xing's eyes were sharp and full of murderous intent. His white clothes were already soaked in blood. The Silver Feather Cavalry behind him were the same, bathed in blood and exuding murderous intent, like a group of blood-clothed evil ghosts that made people tremble with fear.

Guang Xing turned around and looked back, a hint of regret in his eyes. Of the thousand Silver Feather Cavalry, only about a hundred remained. Then, hatred filled his eyes as he looked across at the Great Feng.

Meanwhile, the cavalry general of the Great Feng, facing the group of blood-clad figures in the distance, had a flicker of fear in his eyes. Although the number of Silver Feather Cavalry had decreased significantly, the initial contempt in his heart had vanished.

What use are a thousand people?

Now, recalling what he had just said, he couldn't help but regret it. What was the use? A thousand riders had killed more than five thousand of his own.

He had ten thousand iron cavalry; in one battle, he lost half of his fortune.

On the battlefield, blood stained the earth red, but no one cared. Corpses were everywhere, yet soldiers charged forward one after another; slaughter was the only theme here.

The Black Armored Army now numbered less than a hundred men. Compared to the Silver Feather Cavalry, the Black Armored Army stood at the very forefront of the Dagan army in the battle against the Great Feng cavalry.

They withstood the initial attack of a portion of the Great Feng army, but are now on the verge of complete annihilation.

This heavily armored army was also extremely exhausted at this point. They had repelled countless attacks and killed countless people.

Mo Pan's eyes were fierce and murderous, but his face also showed signs of exhaustion. He was dressed in heavy black armor, which shone brightly after being washed with countless drops of blood. He stared at the seemingly endless sea of people in front of him, and all he could think about was killing all the Great Feng traitors in front of him.

Of the 70,000 troops assembled in Dagan Hanshan Prefecture, nearly 30,000 have been wounded or killed, and the left and right flanks are no longer able to hold out.

Nie Mingfei, who was in charge of the central army, looked at the situation on the battlefield with a worried expression. "Your Highness, why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

Meanwhile, in the rear army of Great Feng, the general leading the expedition against Hanshan Prefecture was named Jiang Xihe. At this moment, Jiang Xihe sat on the central command platform, watching the battle unfold before him with a smile on his face.

The other generals of Great Feng, who were sitting comfortably in the center of the army, also had smiles on their lips and looked relaxed.

It's a sure thing; based on the current situation, we've already won.

At most another hour, this battle will annihilate the entire army of Dagan Hanshan Prefecture.

Jiang Xihe, picked up the cup in his hand, and laughed.

"Come on, everyone, the battle is over. Let us celebrate in advance with a toast. During wartime, alcohol is prohibited, so let us drink water instead of wine to celebrate the first victory of our Great Feng."

In this War of Felling Youzhou, the Great Feng will surely win and conquer You Province.

The generals of the central army all stood up, their faces beaming, and spoke loudly.

"The Great Feng will surely win, and will surely conquer You Province."

After the celebration, everyone sat down and began to chat idly, now that the outcome of the battle was decided.

"I can't understand how Nie Mingfei dared to come down from Cold Mountain and fight against our army?"

"Seventy thousand defenders dare to fight against my 150,000- Great Feng army in formation? Anyone who didn't know better would think that Nie Mingfei came with seventy thousand Zhenyou Cavalry!"

"Hahaha, General Liu, I was hoping that Nie Mingfei would bring 70,000 Zhenyou Cavalry, which would make things much easier for the Marshal, but alas, he doesn't!"

As everyone was chatting, they suddenly felt the central military platform beneath their feet begin to tremble—no, the earth itself seemed to tremble, as if a deafening roar was heard, spreading in all directions.

"Report! Reporting to all generals, a large force of cavalry is charging from the rear, numbering over fifty thousand. They are fully armed, their horses and men clad in armor, and they are flying Qin banners. They are heading straight for our camp."

A messenger rushed in from outside, reporting with a terrified expression.

Jiang Xihe's expression changed, and he said with a look of shock.

"Where did these 50,000 cavalrymen come from, bearing the Qin banner?"

No, the word Qin, Qin, can be seen clearly."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Jiang Xihe was first taken aback, then his face instantly turned to terror. The character "Qin"—a flag bearing the character "Qin" flew high beside Cold Mountain; who else could it be but the Prince of Qin who had caused such Dagan?

Just like the Silver Feather Cavalry and the Black Armored Army, they all flew the Qin character flag when they went into battle.

Anyway, he knew that no one in the Great Feng flew the Qin banner.

The messenger spoke tremblingly, with a hint of fear in his voice.

"General, yes, it's the Qin banner."

Jiang Xihe's face seemed to freeze, then turned ferocious. The table in front of him was overturned, and he stood up abruptly, roaring hysterically.

"Prince of Qin, where did Prince of Qin get 50,000 iron cavalry?"

Where did a Prince who had just Enfeoffed as King come from with 50,000 cavalry?

Can you just build 50,000 cavalrymen like that?

The roar echoed throughout the tent, but even in its fury, Jiang Xihe could not conceal the trace of fear in his eyes.

He knew better than anyone what 50,000 iron cavalry represented on the vast, open plains of Xuanshan Plain, let alone the fact that both men and horses were heavily armored.

After a brief moment of surprise, Jiang Xihe leaped into the air, bursting through the tent roof and gazing into the distance. The generals of Great Feng also turned around from their shock and looked into the distance with Jiang Xihe.

Behind the Great Feng army, on the open plains, a black torrent, accompanied by the deafening sound of horses' hooves, surged forth like a raging sea, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Upon closer inspection, it was clearly a cavalry army, with all the soldiers and horses clad in black armor, and the Qin banner flying high in the middle of the army, fluttering in the wind.

Like ten thousand beasts stampeding, a terrifying aura of ferocity swept over them, its overwhelming momentum capable of suppressing an entire army.

Seeing the iron cavalry approaching, Jiang Xihe and the other Great Feng were filled with fear.

"Hiss hiss hiss."

Everyone gasped sharply. If they charged at this rate, the Great Feng Rear Army would be wiped out!

No, it's gone.

Jiang Xihe's face was contorted with rage, and he spoke with a hint of despair.

"Prepare for war."

He knew very well that it was gone.

None of them can escape today. Fifty thousand iron cavalry cannot move on this plain.

Upon seeing the rear guard of the Great Feng army turn around, Nie Mingfei was initially puzzled. Bingzhou Wolf Riders Great Feng have been the first to know, while Nie Mingfei was at the rear of the Dagan army, which was at the opposite end of the line, so he was naturally somewhat confused.

As the iron cavalry drew closer, the earth trembled, and even the sounds of countless armies clashing could not be concealed from the thunderous roar of their horses. Nie Mingfei's eyes gradually brightened; the cavalry, reinforcements had arrived.

As one of the top generals commanding troops in You Province, he knew from the sound that the tide had turned.

He murmured softly.

"This kind of cavalry Zhenyou Cavalry."

Nie Mingfei's tone seemed to indicate certainty: in the entire You Province, apart from the Zhenyou Cavalry, there was no other cavalry army of this size.

Holding his gun, Nie Mingfei stood up, his voice filled with boundless confidence as he roared at the distant army of the Great Feng.

"Reinforcements have arrived! Launch a counterattack!"

Everyone on the battlefield sensed the arrival of the Bingzhou Wolf Riders. Guang Xing, Mo Pan, and a group of You Province generals laughed heartily and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, they looked at the people of Great Feng with a mocking gaze.

"Brothers, reinforcements have arrived! Let's wipe out these bastards!"

"Reinforcements have arrived, charge!"

On the battlefield where the Ghost Servant were, a green figure crashed straight to the ground with a "bang," creating a crater tens of meters wide. The green-lighted man seemed to be in a daze, muttering to himself.

How could that be?