Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!
Chapter 152 - 151: Taking the Initiative_1

Chapter 152: Chapter 151: Taking the Initiative_1

"Send the order! Appoint Yue Fei as General, to lead ten thousand soldiers of the Bei Wei Army to reinforce General Zhang Gan!"

The situation was critical, so Qin Wudao issued the stern command without a lengthy discussion with Yue Fei.

"This general obeys!" A flicker of fighting spirit ignited in Yue Fei’s eyes. He stood, flew to the front of the Bei Wei Army, raised his war spear high, and roared, "Soldiers! Follow me to reclaim our lands and crush the enemy!"

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"

"KILL! KILL! KILL!" _{fre/ew.ebnovel.c om}

The Bei Wei Army roared in unison, their aura as sharp as unsheathed blades. A blood-red light flashed around them, their piercing presence sweeping across the azure sky, ready to slaughter all in their path.

"Hiss! So this army was ours all along? Why have we never seen them before?"

"Perhaps this is His Majesty’s trump card. Don’t forget, General Zhao Yun, General Lv Bu, and even Lord Jia Xu from the court—they are all His Majesty’s people!"

"Heaven blesses the Great Qin for granting us such a wise and discerning monarch!"

The common people whispered amongst themselves, joy evident on every face. The pressure from the Wan Dao Domain’s invasion vanished instantly.

They believed the Qin Empire would undoubtedly defeat the enemy!

"Move out!" Yue Fei commanded, turning and flying south.

Ten thousand soldiers of the Bei Wei Army followed closely, their overwhelming Evil Qi cutting through the void.

Strangely, after Yue Fei led the army south to provide reinforcements, rays of bright sunlight pierced the thick dark clouds and fell upon the Imperial Capital, as if foreshadowing something.

Far to the south, Zhang Gan was unaware that Qin Wudao had dispatched reinforcements. He was in his military camp, having summoned his subordinate generals to discuss strategies for repelling the enemy.

"General, the Wan Dao Domain is powerful, and they have many Saint Realm experts. We cannot confront them directly. I suggest we build fortifications at the Coldwater River and use its natural defensibility to resist the enemy’s attack!"

Inside the spacious command tent, the atmosphere was somewhat somber. A map was spread out in the center, and a dozen generals sat around it. A white-haired, rosy-cheeked old general spoke, his voice full of vigor.

"I’m afraid that won’t work." Zhang Gan, seated in the commander’s chair, shook his head. "The enemy has Saints. The natural barrier of the Coldwater River won’t be of much use." The Coldwater River was wide, over six hundred zhang across, a formidable obstacle for ordinary martial artists. However, for Saints and other powerful experts, it was no more than a small ditch, offering no defensive advantage whatsoever.

With the only viable tactic rejected, the generals lowered their heads in silence.

This battle won’t be easy! Zhang Gan stared at the map, his brow deeply furrowed. He had considered every strategy he could think of, yet none seemed capable of repelling the enemy invasion.

No matter how treacherous the terrain or how sturdy the city walls, they could be annihilated in an instant by the enemy’s charge. Such was their overwhelming momentum, a truly world-shaking force!

"Since defense is impossible, our only option is to attack!" Zhang Gan suddenly stood, his eyes blazing. He stared intently at the map, his mind racing, his black hair flying wildly. Finally, he slammed his fist onto the map. "Right here!"

The generals, startled, looked at the point where Zhang Gan’s fist had landed. It was a place called Su Yun City, currently occupied by the Lan Hai Sect. This Lan Hai Sect was the third-ranked power in the Wan Dao Domain and had dispatched thirty-five thousand disciples for the invasion of the Qin Empire, led by a mid-stage Saint elder.

As they pondered the Lan Hai Sect’s situation, Zhang Gan’s voice boomed like thunder in their ears, "Issue the order! The Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry and the Qin Iron Cavalry are to move out tonight and attack Su Yun City!"

"The remaining forces will harass the weaker enemy groups on the periphery. Remember, you are only to harass them; do not engage directly in battle!"

A powerful martial aura, characteristic of a seasoned general, filled the tent, as if thousands of soldiers were charging into battle!

"Yes, General!" The other generals also rose, clasping their fists in salute.

「Later that night.」

Under the starlit sky, silvery moonlight sprinkled over the vast land, draping mountains, lakes, and vegetation in a hazy, dreamlike silver veil.

An army of 50,000 soldiers, concealing their auras, moved stealthily across the land, their target clear: a city one hundred li away.

In less than two hours, they slipped past multiple blockades and arrived outside a large city.

The city was brightly lit. Disciples of the Lan Hai Sect patrolled back and forth, constantly yawning, listless and weary. It was clear they weren’t taking their patrol duties seriously.

Outside the city, watchtowers stood in rows. From their tops, one could survey the surrounding area. However, the towers were all empty.

"The enemy has lowered their guard! Attack!" With the battle imminent, there was no room for hesitation. Zhang Gan immediately gave the order to attack.

From the depths of the darkness, the Qin Iron Cavalry burst forth. Nocking arrows to their bows, they unleashed a volley. Accompanied by the sound of tearing air, tens of thousands of arrows rained down upon the city.

"AAH..." Caught unprepared, the Lan Hai Sect disciples suffered heavy losses under the arrow assault. Over a thousand of them fell into pools of their own blood, their faces still etched with bewilderment.

"Enemy attack! Defend!"

"Quick, call the Elder! We’re under a sneak attack!"

The disciples, jolted awake, cried out in alarm, their panicked shouts echoing over the city.

But they were, after all, disciples of a major sect. After a brief panic, they quickly calmed down, took up their weapons, and prepared to fight. Numerous martial artists at the Heaven Realm and above flew out from the city, their killing intent surging.

Brilliant spiritual light radiated outwards, illuminating the night as if it were day.

"Charge!" The commander of the Qin Iron Cavalry drew an ancient bronze sword. Its snow-white blade, wreathed in a bloody light, seemed sharp enough to slice through the void itself.

The 50,000 Qin Iron Cavalry soldiers, weapons in their right hands and reins in their left, urged their warhorses into a gallop. As they neared the enemy, the horses suddenly leaped into the air.

During this maneuver, the Qin Iron Cavalry condensed their army soul, which manifested as a silver dragon coiling high above.

Empowered by the army soul, the strength of the Qin Iron Cavalry surged.

BOOM!

The two forces collided with a deafening clash of weapons. The Lan Hai Sect disciples were sent flying backwards, crashing to the ground. They died spitting blood, their weapons scattered everywhere.

The Lan Hai Sect disciples, accustomed to fighting individually, were no match for the Qin Iron Cavalry. They suffered disastrous losses in the very first charge.

"KILL!" The Qin Iron Cavalry pressed their charge. Just as they were about to storm the city walls, they suddenly felt a terrifying pressure descend from above, slowing their advance.

"Courting death!" The Lan Hai Sect Elder flew out from the city, bristling with an immense fury. His face was glacial, and his murderous intent erupted like that of a primordial beast as he glared fiercely at the Qin Iron Cavalry.

He waved his hands, and terrifying energy surged forth. He struck out at the void repeatedly, forming several thousand-zhang palm imprints.

The void shattered! Everything in the path of the palm imprints was utterly annihilated!

Just as the palm imprints were about to descend, the world flashed white. Eighteen snow-white curved sabers materialized in the air, completely shattering the palm imprints unleashed by the Lan Hai Sect Elder.

The Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry stood silently, right hands gripping their curved sabers. The blades emitted a faint fluorescent light, making the crescent moon hanging in the sky seem even more brilliant.

Damn it! The Qin Empire still has such powerful experts! The Lan Hai Sect Elder squinted at the Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry outside the city, his heart growing heavy.