Rescue—Reinforcements? Eight Hundred Against Five Thousand!

Eaglebeak Ridge lay within Ankara Province.

At that moment, a cavalry force of eight hundred was resting there.

"Your Highness, no demon cavalry has been spotted ahead for now!"

A cavalryman galloped in from the distance and reported the results of the scouting to Lin Junyu.

"Are these demons rabbits or something? They sure can run!"

Lin Junyu had led eight hundred Feather Forest Army soldiers in pursuit, following the trail of the fleeing demon army. Along the way, they had wiped out several thousand-man units, but the demon legion commander Lin Junyu had been thinking about remained nowhere to be found.

Blue eyes... that demon legion commander looked like the future Demon Princess. Kadan, the Flower of the Divine Race, also had blue eyes. Perhaps that legion commander was a member of the demon royal family.

Lin Junyu sat down on the ground, took water and rations from his marching pack, and ate while thinking.

They had been pursuing their enemy for an entire day. Both men and horses were exhausted. Since they could not catch up, they might as well rest here for a while.

Afterward, they would head to Butler Province. Prince Lin and the entire Southeast Legion were stationed there.

For a hundred thousand elite demon troops to bypass the Southeast Legion and charge so deeply into imperial territory, something must have happened on the Southeast Legion's side. He only hoped it was nothing too serious, or his plan to fake his death would have to be delayed again.

As he thought, Lin Junyu gradually dozed off against the large tree behind him. He had not slept all night. Though the immortality gene kept his body perpetually vigorous, his mind could still grow tired.

"Report!"

A scout's shout woke the resting cavalrymen and Lin Junyu.

"What happened?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, a battle has broken out not far ahead. The two sides are a thousand-man cavalry force and five thousand demon cavalry."

That was not right. At this time, in this place, there should not have been any other imperial troops nearby. If there were, then they could only be...

"Quick! Tell everyone to mount up at once! We're going to support them!"

Everyone immediately sprang into action. In less than half a minute, they had assembled.

"Charge!"

On the open plain in the distance, five thousand elite demon cavalry had completely surrounded a thousand human cavalrymen. Leading the human side was a female general with a captivating figure.

The battle was nearly one-sided. Relying on their numerical advantage, the demon cavalry continuously encircled and slaughtered the human cavalry. Human riders fell every moment, and the situation was perilous.

Just as the demon cavalry was about to tighten the encirclement further, a small cavalry force came charging down from the distant hills. Though few in number, the tremendous commotion of their downhill charge drew everyone's attention.

"Are those reinforcements? Everyone, hold on! Reinforcements have arrived!"

Hearing the commotion, the surviving human cavalrymen assumed that nearby imperial troops had come to support them. They all turned toward what they believed to be the reinforcements.

One look left them all dumbfounded.

A cavalry force even smaller than theirs was charging toward them from the slope behind.

No, brothers, there were only eight hundred reinforcements? Were they here to die alongside them?

The hope that had just flared up in everyone's hearts turned into despair in the blink of an eye.

At the front of the formation, Zichuan Mingyue watched the cavalry charging toward them beneath the Feather Forest banner. Her heart pounded uncontrollably, and an absurd yet hopeful thought suddenly rose in her heart. Could it be him?

"Hahaha! I thought it was some massive army, making such a huge commotion. They gave me quite a scare. Who would have thought there were only eight hundred of them? I've seen plenty of people desperate to escape death, but never anyone so eager to throw their lives away!"

The commander of this demon force, the thousand commander, looked at the cavalry charging down the slope and burst into laughter, his expression filled with mockery for the force rushing over to die.

"Zhamu, take a thousand men and hold that force back. I'll lead the rest and quickly wipe out this encircled human cavalry! Once they're finished, I'll join up with you and destroy that human force that came here to die!"

"Understood. Don't worry, Jierdan. I'll wipe out that force before you even get there!"

"Hahaha, Zhamu, then let's see who kills faster!"

As Lin Junyu charged forward, the wind howled past his ears. A black line suddenly appeared on the horizon ahead, rushing toward them. It was probably the enemy's blocking force, sent to die.

Watching the laughing demon soldiers charge at them, Lin Junyu was truly baffled. Was this world that crazy? Since when did people charge off to die so happily?

The two forces, harboring the same thoughts, collided in an instant. Lin Junyu casually flicked his spear forward. With his immense strength, a demon soldier charging toward him was sent flying and hurled into the troops ahead, knocking down more than a dozen men.

A moment before the two forces clashed, Zhamu had charged at the front with a savage grin, leading a thousand elite demon cavalrymen toward the eight hundred riders rushing at them. The wind whistled past his ears. He could already hear the screams of that human cavalry as he slaughtered them brutally. His eyes were locked on the man in golden armor—that had to be the commander of the eight hundred cavalrymen. Kill him, and the remaining riders would be leaderless, left for him to carve up. Hahahaha.

"Urgh!"

The moment the two cavalry forces met, Zhamu targeted Lin Junyu. But a spear carrying the force to rip through the air shot toward him. Before he could react, he was sent flying into the air. After a muffled groan, the powerful internal force invading his body instantly extinguished his life force, and he lost consciousness.

Lin Junyu had not expected that a casual thrust would kill a demon thousand commander. He had thought Zhamu was just an ordinary soldier.

The thousand demon cavalrymen were like a speeding chariot crashing into the Feather Forest Army the instant they made contact, swiftly crushed beneath its wheels.

The lines of cavalry crossed past one another, leaving only riderless demon warhorses galloping onward. Every demon soldier had already fallen from the saddle to the ground.

This thousand-man demon cavalry force had failed to delay Lin Junyu for even half a minute before being completely annihilated.

Lin Junyu did not take this minor interruption to heart at all and led the Feather Forest Army onward to continue the slaughter.

"Reporting to the Chief Thousand Commander! Eight hundred cavalrymen have charged in from our rear and are slaughtering our soldiers! That cavalry force is unbelievably strong. Commander Bu's side can no longer hold them back! We request reinforcements!"

Jierdan had been directing his cavalry to steadily compress the remaining space of the human cavalry force, now reduced to fewer than five hundred men, when a blood-covered soldier rode up from the rear and delivered an unbelievable report.

"What? Where is that idiot Zhamu? Didn't I send him to intercept them? How did he let an eight-hundred-man cavalry force break through?"

"Chief Thousand Commander, you should go see for yourself. That human cavalry is too bizarre. They're practically monsters! The instant our soldiers make contact with them, they're completely slaughtered! They're demons that crawled up from hell!"

The demon messenger sat trembling on his horse, terrified by what he had just witnessed.

"Hmph, useless trash. I'd like to see just who these people are!"

"They're here! They're here! Everyone in our rear has been killed and dragged back to hell! Run—yes, run! I can't die! I can't die!"

Staring past Jierdan's back as though he had seen something horrifying, the messenger immediately turned his horse around and fled.

Hearing waves of screams behind him, Jierdan realized something was wrong. He slowly turned around, only to see a spear tearing through the sky and arriving before his eyes.

So this was what death felt like? A burst of searing pain struck him. A generation of demon generals fell upon the battlefield!