My Lords, Follow Me to Charge!

On the vast, boundless grassland, a tall, towering mountain range lay like a winding giant dragon, stretching beyond sight.

Snow had already accumulated on the high, majestic mountains.

Below the mountain range stood a magnificent royal city, the seat of the Xiongnu royal court.

"National Preceptor, do you think the Great King and the others can capture the northern borders of Great Wei?" a burly young man asked, standing by the alchemy furnace and looking at the National Preceptor, who was cloaked in black and tending the flames.

After a long pause, a voice came from beneath the black robe.

"The Great Wei Dynasty's dragon energy is not yet depleted; it is not the right time."

The Xiongnu National Preceptor paused, then slowly spoke again.

"An eagle has arrived on the grassland."

"An eagle?"

The burly young man's expression flickered.

The next morning, Sheng Huai'an led his troops away from the temporary camp. He wouldn't keep his army in one place for too long.

In the autumn grassland, white frost already clung to the grass in the early morning.

Today, their objective remained unchanged: to attack the Xiongnu grain transport army and cut off the supply lines of the Xiongnu forces.

The nearly 100,000 Xiongnu troops at the front line consumed a significant amount of grain daily.

Cutting off the Xiongnu army's grain supply would slow down their siege speed. Otherwise, even with General Yang Ye defending Anning Pass, it wouldn't hold.

The ordinary soldiers were now less than a third of their original strength. Without ordinary soldiers, General Yang Ye alone could not defend Anning Pass.

The army galloped across the grassland, specifically targeting the Xiongnu supply transport units.

After annihilating three Xiongnu grain transport armies, Sheng Huai'an and his men encountered a unit of Xiongnu Cavalry.

The enemy numbered two thousand cavalry, all elites among the Xiongnu Cavalry.

The two armies met on the vast grassland, separated by only a mile.

In such a situation, Sheng Huai'an couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Being chased by the Xiongnu Cavalry and constantly attritioned would be suicidal.

"Hiss-hnnn!!"

As if sensing the imminent battle, the white horse beneath Sheng Huai'an neighed and pawed the ground.

Helan Guanshan looked at the cavalry opposite him, a cruel smile appearing on his lips. These thousand-plus heads would be his.

"Finally found you!"

"Ahead are the enemies who slaughtered our people. Warriors, what should we do?" Helan Guanshan shouted.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Xiongnu Cavalry behind him roared their battle cries, shaking the heavens and deafening the ears.

By slaying this enemy force and bringing back their heads, he could be enfeoffed as a general, no longer just a captain.

"Kill!"

Helan Guanshan drew his saber, shouted, and led his cavalry in a charge.

Watching the Xiongnu army charge towards them, Sheng Huai'an turned to the soldiers behind him and said:

"Brothers, are you afraid!?"

"Not afraid!"

Seeing that his subordinates showed no fear, Sheng Huai'an nodded with satisfaction. Facing a strong enemy and daring to draw their swords – this unit was indeed worthy of being the elite chosen from the Anning Army.

"When paths cross, the brave one wins!"

"Gentlemen, follow me in the charge!" Sheng Huai'an roared.

The white horse beneath him immediately shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.

"Charge..."

"Kill!"

The thousand-plus iron cavalry behind Sheng Huai'an also roared and charged.

They were also passionate men; protecting their home and country and killing enemies was etched into their bones.

The thunder of thousands of horses, the clash of metal and iron, their spirit devoured the land like a tiger!

The pervasive killing intent scattered the clouds in the sky.

Sheng Huai'an's aura continuously ascended, making him appear like a god of war. The cavalry behind him also had an unstoppable momentum, like a sharp blade following Sheng Huai'an, piercing straight into the enemy's heart.

"Wei dogs, give me your lives!"

Helan Guanshan's burst of aura was like a ferocious wolf.

Sheng Huai'an, however, was like a tiger descending from the mountain. Both men had their eyes locked on each other.

In Helan Guanshan's eyes, Sheng Huai'an was no match for him, already a dead man. How could a mere early Houtian stage withstand his full-power attack as a Grand Perfection Houtian?!

Sheng Huai'an didn't shout any slogans. Instead, he pushed his body to its peak and unleashed his strongest strike.

"Boom!"

The two instantly collided. Their long spears and sabers met with the force of mountains being split and seas being broken, erupting in a thunderous roar.

Helan Guanshan was sent flying off his horse by the immense power, his saber also knocked from his grasp.

That unparalleled, terrifying strength sent his blood and qi surging within him, his internal organs shifting.

Helan Guanshan, thrown from his warhorse, rolled several times before coming to a stop.

He couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sheng Huai'an, on the other hand, only suffered a cracked tiger's mouth from the immense force. This Xiongnu general was exceptionally strong, the most formidable enemy he had faced thus far.

"Kill!!"

The warhorse charged forward, unable to stop immediately. Sheng Huai'an, carrying terrifying might, plunged into the Xiongnu Cavalry formation.

Within the range of his spear, no enemy soldier remained alive.

Helan Guanshan quickly retreated, avoiding the charge and trampling of the Anning Cavalry.

He seized an opportunity, leaped up, dragged an Anning Cavalryman off his horse, killed him, and seized the warhorse.

Watching Sheng Huai'an lead the Anning Iron Cavalry, charging into the cavalry formation like a ferocious dragon, Helan Guanshan regretted his impending defeat and the loss of momentum. It made it difficult for him to lead his own cavalry against them.

After the charge passed, countless bodies littered the ground, both from the Anning Cavalry and the Xiongnu Cavalry.

But more numerous were the bodies of the Xiongnu Cavalry.

Less than half of the Xiongnu Cavalry remained mounted.

Sheng Huai'an was too fierce. Charging headfirst into the Xiongnu Cavalry's formation, he caused them to fall from their horses and shattered their charging formation.

The surviving Xiongnu Cavalry regrouped behind Helan Guanshan. Seeing that half of his subordinates had been killed while the enemy had lost less than a hundred men, Helan Guanshan's heart bled.

His carelessness and underestimation had caused him to be knocked off his horse by the enemy general, losing the initiative in this battle.

After Sheng Huai'an's cavalry charge passed and halted, he turned his horse around.

Guo Xiaoping, Hu Bing, Tang Yunshan, Hai Dahe, Wang Wu, and others followed behind Sheng Huai'an, standing silently. They were all stained with blood, which had splattered onto them from killing enemies.

"The Xiongnu Cavalry isn't that terrifying. As long as we are stronger and more ruthless than them, we can still make them fall from their horses," Sheng Huai'an said with a smile, wiping blood from his face.

"Do you have the confidence to kill them all?" Sheng Huai'an asked loudly, his resonant voice reaching everyone's ears.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The Anning Iron Cavalry roared, their morale soaring. Led by Sheng Huai'an, this cavalry unit's momentum was like a rainbow.

"Excellent!"

"Gentlemen, follow me in charging, kill the enemy invaders, and defend our homeland with our lives," Sheng Huai'an shouted loudly, initiating another charge.

"Kill the enemy invaders, and defend our homeland with our lives!" The cavalry behind him echoed his cry as they charged.

The hooves clattered, and the warhorses neighed!

Watching the enemy cavalry continue their charge, Helan Guanshan's eyes hardened.

"Warriors, we are the wolves of the grasslands, the kings of the grasslands! Follow me and kill the enemy invaders who dare to invade our grasslands, kill!"

Between the two sides, it was a fight to the death.

Only the victor would be worthy of standing tall.

Learning from his mistake, Helan Guanshan dared not be careless, bringing his full attention to face Sheng Huai'an.

Charging on his warhorse, Sheng Huai'an was enveloped in a torrent of blood qi, his blood roaring within him, his true essence circulating to its limit.

His skin even emitted a faint golden light, as if a god had descended, his aura unmatched.

Seeing Sheng Huai'an charging ferociously on his warhorse, holding his long spear, Helan Guanshan also raised his aura to its peak, circulating his entire strength, determined to have a decisive battle with Sheng Huai'an.

The warhorses galloped, and the earth itself trembled.

Sheng Huai'an employed the Overlord Spear Technique, preparing for a killing blow to take down the Xiongnu general.