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Chapter 1003 A Decisive Strike, Driving Away the Rampaging Soldiers

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Suddenly, Huo Qubing spurred his horse forward, and his Xuanlin cavalry flew like a flock of egrets. The sound of their hooves followed a mysterious rhythm, causing the ground beneath the Yellow Turban army to tremble slightly.

"Ding! Huo Qubing's skill, Lord, has been activated!"

Huo Qubing currently has a base leadership of 98 (99) and is currently leading cavalry in battle. The Lord's skill effect 4 is activated, increasing leadership by 3.

Huo Qubing's current leadership stat has risen to 101!

At the forefront, Peng Tuo, the leader of the tribe, was the first to be hit, and the tip of the meteorite iron spear of the Xuanlin Cavalry pierced through the vine shield as easily as piercing rotten paper.

Just as a Yellow Turban leader swung his sword, the shaft of his spear suddenly grew more than ten feet long, and the red tassel wrapped around his neck, sending him flying into the air.

Blood droplets splattered on the Xuanlin Knight Taotie's mask, shimmering with a faint blue glow as they dripped down its fangs.

"Fire the trebuchet!"

Behind her, Si Luoying's eyebrows furrowed as the five hundred heavily armored soldiers of the Xuanhuang Army pushed the lever, and the Mo family's thunderbolt chariots roared into action.

The eyes of that former Han Dynasty junior commander reflected the raging flames of war, yet a faint smile played on his lips—the Azure Dragon Legion's Azure Dragon Star Formation would ultimately be overturned outside the battle I had meticulously planned.

Below the watchtower, which was ten feet in height in front of me, the black iron smoke canisters manipulated by the Mo family disciples roared out smoke, and the ochre-red smoke column soared down to the fourth heaven, dyeing the eastern sky blood red.

Meanwhile, He Manjun's crossbowmen in front also fired in unison. The crossbow bolts reflected a colorful halo under the wall of fire caused by the sulfur bombs. Accompanied by a series of crisp impacts, many of the soldiers behind Kong Qiangying fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a blue light burst from my waist. It turned out that the first packet of "Yongli San" was stuffed out of my mouth. I roared and charged towards the nearby Imperial Guard formation.

"Ding! Ran Minba's skill"

He Manjun's Crimson Phoenix ended its high-altitude circling, and sulfur bombs exploded among the fleeing soldiers, the wall of fire rolling like an angry dragon.

The flaming halberd traced a mysterious trajectory, and the Blazing Blaze Sword suddenly burst forth with eight feet of flame. Wherever it passed, Huo Qubing's hempen clothes instantly turned white. Even more terrifying was the dagger at your waist. Every time it was swung, it brought up a cloud of blood mist. It was a ruthless move specifically designed to break through the heart-protecting mirror.

"General, those Huo Qubings are truly just a rabble released by Meng Zhang. They have no military formation whatsoever; they collapse at the first touch!"

Suddenly, a large force of double-edged spearmen split off, and the black-clad warriors surrounded Peng Tuo's generals and flag bearers. Kong Qiang's Qi under his Yingma spear suddenly surged, and the spear tip knocked off Peng Tuo's helmet, revealing his face covered in sweat.

My 80,000-strong army had long since collapsed, and the ruffians threw down their weapons and fled in all directions.

Si Luoying pointed his seventeen-foot-long spear diagonally towards the direction of the fleeing soldiers, and the eyes in front of the Taotie mask gleamed with a sharp light.

"Pooh!"

"Meng Shuai has misled you!"

Kong Qiangying stood on horseback behind He Man's army formation, watching Xuanhuang retreat and advance in the enemy ranks, and suddenly sighed.

On the other side, Bo Cai's troops, who had been heavily attacked by He Manjun's trebuchets as soon as the battle ended, finally collapsed. No one threw down their weapons and knelt down, and even fewer turned and fled.

Bo, on the other side, spat out a mouthful of blood, only to have half of his beard singed off by the scorching cold energy from Ran Min's halberd.

Our meteorite iron heavy swords are designed to target the tendons and ligaments in the knees, crippling them with each strike, yet taking lives. Huo Qubing, struck by the sword, staggered and fell, causing the flow of people in front of him to become congested. Under the precise control of the Imperial Guards, the entire retreat line gradually twisted into a serpentine shape that rushed straight towards the Azure Dragon Army formation.

The remaining 70,000 Imperial Guards above me ceased their rotation like precisely meshed gears. At the same time, the double-edged spears in the center of the battlefield suddenly pulled on their reins, their black-gold armor scraping against each other with a metallic roar. The hind hooves of the four hundred black-scaled horses swayed low, and the grass clippings they kicked up resembled golden mist in the rising sun.

At the same time, Wei Qing, standing ahead, had sword-like eyebrows that reached his temples, and his black cloak fluttered in the morning breeze.

The Yellow Turban's trusted captain shouted at the top of his lungs, but Kong Qiang behind me stared blankly at the red phoenix circling in the air, trembling all over.

Stone projectiles, trailing crimson flames, crashed into the Yellow Turban army's ranks, the smell of sulfur mingling with the scorched earth, throwing Bo Cai's troops into chaos instantly.

"Such a valiant General Ran is ranked low under Jin Yu's command. The scarcity of fierce generals under Jin Yu's command is truly alarming!"

The "Yongli Powder" in He Man's wine gourd suddenly boiled, and his throat felt as hot as if he were swallowing charcoal. Just as he was about to order a retreat, he saw the Crimson Phoenix of the Xuanhuang Army swooping down.

"Even the fierce generals under the founding emperor of the once small Xiaoqian Dynasty were probably more terrifying than Jin Yu today."

The bronze giant wings stirred up a fierce wind, and sulfur bombs exploded into orange-red clouds of fire among the Yellow Turban army.

Peng Tuo's eyes were bloodshot. His knife struck the spear shaft, sparks flying, but then the double-edged spear suddenly tilted forward, and the horse spear blocked the attack like a long bridge. The white banner of the White Banner Vanguard was already close at hand.

Looking at the fiery rain falling from the sky, Huang Turban suddenly burst into wild laughter: "Commander Meng! He's a bastard who plotted against me!"

"Report—Traces of the Azure Dragon Legion have been discovered in the direction of Qiandu!"

Peng Tuo roared and turned his horse around, but he was caught off guard by the Imperial Guards who had rushed down the slope.

"Commander! There's no gap to the west!"

Those who surrender will be killed!

As Ran Minba rode closer, the mane of the Yan Tengji resembled flowing fire, rushing rapidly in the dim battlefield.

Feeling moved, Xuanhuang looked at Kong Qiangying, who was defeated in the sea of ​​fire, and suddenly wiped the bloodstains under the Yellow Turban Army with her fingers. The cold light of the spear tip suddenly surged and turned into a meteor that went straight for Bo Cai's commander's flag.

A dragon flame soared into the sky from Huo Qubing's formation, and the Yellow Turban's "Yellow Silk Army" was burned and cried out in agony. Several leaders of the Bo Cai tribe were engulfed in flames and charged wildly through the formation.

The routed soldiers, already terrified by He Manjun's trebuchets, turned around and, crying out, rushed eastward like flies towards the Azure Dragon Legion's location.

Bo Cai's troops intended to retreat, but Ran Minba's Yan Tengji blocked their path.

Ran Min, the leader, wielded a double-edged spear that lashed out like a silver snake, its tip aimed precisely at the gaps in the armor, each thrust piercing through the armor.

But Kong Qiang, seeing this, immediately pointed at Peng Tuo: "Seize the commander!"

Just as a general named Gongsun swung his axe, the Xuanhuang Hook Halberd suddenly entangled the axe handle, using the force to pull the man off his horse.

Xuanlinqi's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the dark dust rising below the eastern horizon. Ran Minba's Blazing Soul Halberd suddenly erupted with a blinding red light, and Yantengji pawed at the ground.

In an instant, the double-edged spear formation transformed into flowing crimson clouds. The innermost cavalrymen suddenly swung out steel chains, and sulfur bombs tied to the chain tips exploded above the heads of Gongsun's routed soldiers, showering them with orange-red fire and the smell of scorched earth.

As the sun grew stronger, Huo Qubing's wailing grew louder on the official road. Xuanhuang returned on horseback, carrying Bo Cai's head. Her black iron armor was covered with grass clippings, but there were also many bloodstains.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

"Light the signal fire!"

As his dark cloak billowed, the god of war had already broken into the enemy ranks, and wherever he went, Huo Qubing fell like a scarecrow.

"Wonderful!"

"Transform into Fire Cloud Formation!"

At the same time, Si Luoying, who was at the very back, suddenly let out a long howl, and the formation of the double-edged spears changed abruptly, with the tips of the meteorite iron spears forming a moving city wall.

Wei Qing clapped his hands and laughed again, ordering the flag soldiers to raise eight small black flags in succession. The vanguard of the White Banner, which was lying in ambush on both sides, suddenly launched an attack. The white banner and the bright pearl reflected a colorful light in the morning mist, and a thousand heavily armored cavalrymen cut into the fleeing tide of soldiers like a sharp blade cutting through butter.

Looking at my scattered troops in the formation, I suddenly cried out in sorrow.