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Chapter 984 Gu Changqing's Response, Shi Jingsi of the White Horse Cavalry

"Change to a rocket!"

Gu Changqing slammed his sword sheath heavily against the table. Suddenly, a hundred copper-clad crossbow carts rose from the Red Armor Army formation, each carrying a large crossbow bolt called "Thunderbolt" specially made by Mohist craftsmen.

"The Wind King lends his passage, and the Fire Dragon soars into the sky!"

These newly manufactured "Thunderbolts" from the Ministry of Works of the Great Qian Dynasty gleamed with eerie blue phosphorescent light in the morning mist, and Tan Mengjun roared as he waved his command flag.

Hundreds of enormous "earth-shaking thunderbolts" roared across the battlefield, exploding above the Yellow Turban army's shield wall. A torrential downpour of Mo family oil mixed with sulfur poured down, instantly turning the bronze shields into molten iron and flowing fire.

At the very front, a Yellow Turban soldier screamed as he ripped off his faceplate, revealing half his face charred to the bone. He frantically swung his weapon to cut through the rain of fire, but in the next instant, three armor-piercing spikes pierced his chest and abdomen.

"The stars and constellations shift!"

Just then, with a loud shout from the side, the Azure Dragon Star Formation suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.

The seven generals simultaneously brandished their weapons. Jiao Mujiao's dragon horn spear pierced the sky, Kang Jinlong's horse-slaying saber unleashed golden dragon-shaped energy, Di Tuhao's giant axe stirred up an earth-yellow whirlwind, Fang Ritu's star-chasing crossbow fired arrows that formed the Big Dipper in the air, Xin Yuehu's Flame Heart Sword danced out a crimson wall of fire, Wei Huohu's halberd, carrying three human heads, spun in front of the formation, and Ji Shuibao's earth-locking chain slithered like a long, black snake.

"not good!"

Tan Mengjun's pupils contracted as he watched the Wuxiong Guard's silver armor melt away like spring snow under the fierce attack of the Qinglong Tiansu Legion.

The moment a captain's sword touched the dragon horn spear's edge, he and his horse were cut in half at the waist, their entrails and armor splattering onto the scorched earth, still sizzling.

"Change formation!"

Gu Changqing suddenly stood up and used his golden-inlaid knife to cut the candlestick in the corner of the table.

"The Wuxiong Guard retreated to the Nine Palaces, while the Red Armor Army split into three groups, breaking in from Kang Jinlong, Di Tuhao, and Wei Huohu!"

He looked at the retreating left flank and gestured to the flag bearer beside him to wave the flag.

The 50,000 elite Crimson Armor Army, which had been positioned in the center of the field and awaiting support at any time, surged toward the Star Formation like a blood-red tide.

Tan Mengjun, leading the charge, smashed Kang Jinlong's Coiled Serpent Chain Hammer with his Xuan Turtle Shield. His Horse-Slaying Saber clashed with the Golden Dragon Saber, and the sparks ignited their battle robes.

In the center of the battlefield, Su Chan, the Moon Fox, had already pierced through three layers of enemy lines with her Flaming Heart Sword. The female general, clad in light armor, unleashed seven sword flowers from the tip of her sword, each flower carrying sparks.

She specifically targeted the throats of generals. One of her subordinates, his armor engulfed in flames, ran wildly through the ranks like a torch, igniting numerous Qian army weapons in his wake.

"Release the arrows!"

Fang Ritu and Murong Xue rose from the shield wall and fired seven poisoned arrows with their crossbows.

Tan Mengjun swung his shield to block, but the arrow suddenly changed direction in mid-air, bypassing the shield and piercing his thigh.

Dark purple blood beads rolled down the black tortoise-patterned armor, and Tan Mengjun staggered and knelt down.

"Release the arrows!"

At the same time, a thousand armor-piercing arrows from the rear of the Red Armor Army swept across the battlefield with sharp whistles, sunlight reflecting off the arrowheads and creating shimmering golden light.

Caught off guard, Kang Jinlong's troops, who were charging forward, were suddenly hit by bursts of blood mist from the shield wall. More than twenty shield soldiers were blown away by the force, and the Baxia shields exploded into iron filings in mid-air.

Just as the archers of Fangri Rabbit were about to retaliate, hundreds more "Thunderbolts" were thrown out from the Chongyan Guard formation. These improved thunderbolts from the Mo family exploded the moment they hit the ground, and the shockwave overturned seven crossbow carts, creating a gap in the arrow rain barrier that Murong Xue had carefully set up.

"Shield Wall advance!"

Kang Jinlong and Lü Zhixu's sword cleaved through severed limbs and arms, and the bronze demon mask on their armor was stained with blood, turning it into a hideous shape.

The shield bearers slammed their Baxia shields to the ground, the clicking of the mechanisms echoing like rain, as the mobile fortress slowly pressed down on the Chongyanwei position.

However, they did not notice that the remaining cavalry of Wuxiong Guard suddenly split into two groups and began to encircle the shield wall from both ends.

"The Grand Tutor really did have a backup plan!"

Meng Zhang chuckled under the banner, took the Starry Sky Sword from his waist, and pointed the blade at the central army of the Qian Army.

"The Azure Dragon swung its tail, swallowing the Heavy Rock Guard!"

As the command flag waved on the Yellow Turban Army's platform, Li Tianxing, the Fire Tiger of the Azure Dragon Heavenly Palace Army, led his light cavalry straight into the rear of the Chongyan Guard with his long halberd, which resembled a silver dragon probing the sea.

But as soon as his horse's hooves touched the rocky ground, he felt the ground suddenly collapse—the Chongyan Guard had laid a "dragon pit" here, with iron caltrops covering the bottom of the pit, and more than thirty Wuming steeds were instantly thrown to the ground.

At that moment, a hundred "Divine Fire Flying Crows" suddenly rushed out from the Chongyan Guard formation. These wooden birds, which were tied with fire oil, swooped and crashed into the light cavalry under Li Tianxing's command. Flames soared into the sky, and many cavalrymen, along with their five-star steeds, turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Gu Changqing, standing on the command platform, remained unmoved, his withered fingers tracing the blood-red markings on the sand table.

"It's time to move the central army."

He unsheathed the twin swords from his waist, the pearls on the tassels glowing eerily blue in the firelight. The flag bearers beside him raised the banner with the character "Su" high, and suddenly the 100,000 county soldiers parted to the sides, with Zhao Yun leading the White Horse Cavalry, which surged out like a silver tide.

"A Taoist soldier against a Taoist soldier, that's what's fair."

Behind him, Su Ye gently stroked the tassel of Chun Jun sword, his black cloak sweeping across the blood-stained earth. Beneath the black iron masks of the White Horse Cavalry, three hundred "White Horse Cavalry" members formed the Big Dipper Formation, each holding seven black iron chains with silver bells jingling on them.

"A Taoist soldier against a Taoist soldier, that's what's fair."

Behind him, Su Ye gently stroked the tassel of Chun Jun sword, his black cloak sweeping across the blood-stained earth. Beneath the black iron masks of the White Horse Cavalry, three hundred "White Horse Cavalry" members formed the Big Dipper Formation, each holding seven black iron chains with silver bells jingling on them.

They specifically targeted the elite core of the Yellow Turban Warriors, "Giant Spirit God," with chains coiling around the giant axe like serpents, and the frequency of the vibrating silver bells perfectly countering the Yellow Turban Warriors' protective aura.

"The Duke of Zhenguo has excellent methods!"

As Meng Zhang watched the Qian army gradually gaining the upper hand in the battle against the Dao soldiers, he suddenly removed the golden bell from the commander's flag.

A crisp bell rang through the battlefield, and the seventy-two star banners suddenly turned, causing the Azure Dragon Star Array to begin rotating in reverse.

The spearmen of the Jiaomujiao tribe and the short-range fighters of the Kangjinlong tribe exchanged positions, while the heavy infantry of the Dituhao tribe pushed their Baxia shields and charged towards the Baima Yicong.

"Shield Wall!"

Chen Yuan's giant axe cleaved the chains between the two White Horse Cavalrymen, and the Baxia shield formed an impregnable wall.

The White Horse Cavalry's white dragon spears pierced the shield, sparks flying like a meteor shower. At the forefront of the White Horse Cavalry was Shi Jingsi, a white-robed general who had previously been placed under Su Ye's command and became Zhao Yun's deputy. The silver aura on his Cliff Edge Spear shone brightly, and the spear light poured down like a silver river, directly cutting a five-foot gap in the shield wall.

But at that moment, Wei Huohu's light cavalry had circled around to the rear of the White Horse Cavalry, and Li Tianxing's halberd was aimed at the horses' legs. The neighing of the five bright horses and the mournful cries of the warhorses rose and fell.

"Grand Tutor! The Yellow Turban army is about to encircle the central army!"

Tan Mengjun, covered in blood, rushed back to the command platform. The Red Armor Army's formation had been torn open in three places by Fang Ritu's rain of arrows.

Gu Changqing, watching the encirclement gradually tighten on the sand table, suddenly plunged his golden-inlaid sword into the map: "Push forward! Don't retreat!"

He unfastened the blood-stained gilded bell, the coiled dragon pattern on the scabbard appearing and disappearing in the firelight.

"Red-Armored Army, heed my command! Form the Dragon Soaring Formation!"

Tan Mengjun slammed the red shield into the ground, and the 50,000 red-armored soldiers around him suddenly split into four layers.

The vanguard of three thousand men removed their heavy armor and formed a wall of swords; the central army of ten thousand men formed a shield formation to counter the giant axes of the Yellow Turban warriors; the rear guard of archers and crossbowmen lined up behind the shield wall, their arrows aimed at the Yellow Turban army's base; and the outermost layer of cavalry patrolled, ready to fill any gaps at any time.

"Clear the way with heavy swords!"

The vanguard general roared, and the wall of blades crashed down on Kang Jinlong's troops like a giant wave.

Lu Zhixu's horse-slaying saber struck the heavy sword, and sparks flew onto the Xuan Turtle Shield, burning scorch marks. But the heavy sword formation suddenly changed, and the wall of swords transformed into a wheel of swords, specifically targeting the horse's legs.

Amidst the mournful cries of the five Ming steeds, Kang Jinlong's formation was thrown into chaos. Lü Zhixu's horse-slaying sword felled seven swordsmen, but he was struck on the shoulder armor by the heavy sword of the eighth swordsman, causing a hideous crack to appear on the bronze demon mask.

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