The Black Dragon Banner whistled in the wind, exuding a powerful aura of intimidation even from afar, its black dragon body further enhancing its menacing presence.
Beneath the banner, Huo Qubing, clad in red armor and wielding a black spear, exuded a fierce and menacing aura, complemented by a red cloak.
Upon seeing the enemy ahead, his eyes instantly flashed with a bloodthirsty light, and he locked onto the target like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.
Without the slightest hesitation, Huo Qubing immediately issued the battle order!
" The Feathered Forest Army are on the move!"
"Like a flourishing forest, the wings of the nation stand tall; those who stand before us are..."
"All die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qubing's warhorse accelerated instantly, and he shot out like an arrow, charging directly towards the enemy army.
To his left and right, two squads of personal guards stood guard around him, forming a powerful arrowhead that hurtled straight toward the enemy's main force.
Rumble!
As the horses galloped, the entire land began to tremble, as if heaven and earth themselves were gripped by fear at that moment.
"Damn it, I should have come later!"
The general of Frostwest was named Lixiu. He had originally come to support Great Jade River, but unexpectedly encountered such a powerful army on the way. He was now filled with regret.
Seeing that his opponent launched an attack without hesitation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and meet it head-on.
Otherwise, given the sheer size of the enemy, our side would be completely overwhelmed by these 200,000-plus people, without even a chance to resist, and would be annihilated.
His gaze locked onto Huo Qubing at the forefront, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Shoot him! Only by killing him will we have a sliver of hope, our only chance!"
The enemy's forces outnumber ours by about ten times; the only way to win is to behead their general.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The Frostwest soldiers dared not be negligent and immediately began firing at Huo Qubing. In an instant, a rain of arrows swept towards Huo Qubing.
"Hmph, naive!"
Seeing this, Huo Qubing's eyes flashed with disdain. He didn't even bother to block, and directly mounted his horse and charged forward at high speed.
Although the weapons and equipment of the Great Han were not Great Liang as those of the Liang Dynasty, the armor they wore was no joke. Ordinary arrows could not penetrate the armor at all, let alone hit vital organs.
Soldiers only need to use a small shield to protect their faces, and they can completely ignore the enemy's rain of arrows, charging through it recklessly.
But the enemy doesn't have this advantage. Once you get close to them, it's their doom; they won't be able to escape even if they want to.
Ding ding ding!
Arrows struck the armor, sending sparks flying, but they couldn't harm Huo Qubing in the slightest; they were blocked by the armor and the shield in his hand.
"Damn it, how could this happen?"
Despair filled the eyes of Lixiu on the other side; his bow and arrows were utterly useless against the enemy, unable to even stop their advance.
This plunged him into despair; he feared he was going to die here today. Who could have imagined that the enemy's armor would be so formidable, far surpassing that of the Frostwest Empire?
At that moment, he was filled with regret. He should have just run away from the beginning; why did he stay and try to stop them?
As for reinforcements, I'm afraid we simply won't be able to get them!
really!
During this time, Huo Qubing took the lead and charged into the enemy's front ranks, rampaging through them.
"Die!"
Pfft!
As the spear flashed through the air, a streak of blood shot out. The intense smell of blood instantly excited Huo Qubing; this was truly a man's battlefield.
With each swing of his spear, he took the life of a Frostwest soldier.
Beside him, A Si and Xiaohu charged like madmen on both sides, leading their personal guards to clear out the enemies on both sides and protect their commander.
The enemy troops in the front ranks didn't even have time to react before the Feathered Forest Army broke through and they were reduced to wisps of souls in terror.
Upon seeing blood, the Feathered Forest Army instantly became enraged, and with Huo Qubing at their core, they began a frenzied slaughter.
The Frostwest army, originally numbering nearly 30,000, was almost entirely wiped out in an instant, terrifying the people of Frostwest to the point of losing their souls.
Lixiu's eyes were bloodshot as he watched Huo Qubing slaughtering madly, but he was powerless to stop him. He was filled with despair!
"Madmen, this is a bunch of madmen!"
The enemy's attack was too frenzied. Even the most ruthless Abaddon's Beast Legion in the West wasn't this terrifying. They were charging in through a hail of arrows; they were absolutely a bunch of lunatics.
The fact that his 20,000-plus men were completely unable to put up a fight filled him with utter despair.
Even he couldn't hold on, let alone the soldiers below; they completely collapsed.
Seeing his brothers falling like wheat being harvested, and the Great Han soldiers pushing forward, only a sliver of morale crumbled in his heart.
"Run! These people are monsters! We can't possibly fight them!"
"These people are too ruthless, and they're all incredibly fast; there's simply no time to react."
Large numbers of soldiers laid down their weapons and fled in the opposite direction, desperate to escape Huo Qubing's pursuit. They no longer had the courage to confront Huo Qubing Huo Qubing; in their hearts, he was an invincible demon.
Unfortunately, they were overthinking it; a mere gust of wind blew by, and the Feathered Forest Army had already caught up with them.
Pfft!
A line of blood cut through the air; they had fallen from their warhorses, staring blankly at the sky, their eyes still filled with boundless fear, having died completely on the battlefield.
As the emperor's personal guard, the Feathered Forest Army's warhorses were specially bred by Emperor Wu of Han. Even the warhorses bred in Great Liang today cannot be said to be able to beat them, let alone these Western horses.
In just one charge, the nearly 30,000- Frostwest army was completely wiped out and annihilated.
Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Lixiu gave a bitter laugh and shouted, "This battle is not my fault, the disparity in strength is simply too great!" After saying that, he immediately slashed his own throat.
The body lay on the ground, its eyes filled with resentment. Why did it have to be me?
"Snort!"
Upon hearing the translation from his trusted confidant, Huo Qubing scoffed and chose to ignore it, riding past Lixiu without even glancing at him.
" Mo Yi, clean up the battlefield and bury them on the spot. As for the weapons and equipment, you can have some of them!" With a wave of his hand, he headed straight ahead.
This is just the beginning!
Grunt!
Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Mo Yi couldn't help but shudder; her previous resentment had completely turned into relief.
He couldn't help but mutter, "This is fucking brutal! Thirty thousand people were wiped out in just a few breaths. Luckily, I knelt down in time!"