Peace Order
Chapter 530 - 28: World-famous Generals, the Battle That Made Their Names! (Request for Monthly Tickets)_3

Chapter 530: Chapter 28: World-famous Generals, the Battle That Made Their Names! (Request for Monthly Tickets)_3

They charged into the water.

Yuwen Tianxian was calmer and sharper compared to the opponents the Moon-shrinking Formation had faced before.

He instantly realized the weakness of this great formation.

A large number of cavalry, either interspersing from the flanks or cutting off the water supply from the rear, would turn the Moon-shrinking Formation into an isolated city. By then, just surrounding it without attacking would be enough to cause the military formation to collapse internally.

Fierce flames converged, and the Qilin appeared above the battle formation.

Li Guanyi turned to Fan Qing and said, "The command of the battle formation is yours now."

Fan Qing’s face changed slightly, and clenching his teeth, he said, "Understood!"

Li Guanyi smiled slightly. He put on his helmet, and dark-colored armor covered the last inch of the youth’s skin. He turned around, sat on the back of the Qilin, and a stern and solemn iron enveloped the youth’s body, making him look majestic and solemn, like a true general.

His voice came from within the steel, carrying a calm and solemn tone.

"We all have our own battles to face."

"I will bring you all out alive."

Li Guanyi gripped the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd, whose tiger mouth roared on top of the halberd, reminiscent of a tiger’s roar. The Qilin, burning with flames, suddenly leaped out of the Moon-shrinking Formation to intercept Yuwen Tianxian.

The Qilin treaded fire while the youth in Iron Futu heavy armor wielded his war halberd.

Yuwen Tianxian, riding an exotic beast, maneuvered his military might, turned his mount, and collided fiercely with Li Guanyi.

Boom!!!

The clash of their weapons resulted in a sound like muffled thunder, and instantly, a wave of air burst around them, twisting the arrows. Above the two men, the spirits of the White Tigers were continuously colliding and tearing at each other.

"You’ve finally come out, Li Guanyi."

The black tiger ridden by Yuwen Tianxian roared repeatedly. The Qilin’s eyes were red, its claws and teeth revealed, not displaying its usual cuteness, nor just majesty, but a fierce and domineering temperament. Yuwen Tianxian said, "Your formation is impressive, but for that reason, I must kill you!"

Li Guanyi did not answer; he merely controlled the Qilin’s Primordial Qi with the "Great Qian Yuan."

Clashing with Yuwen Tianxian move for move.

Meanwhile, Yuwen Tianxian’s cavalry had already charged into the shallower areas of the water.

They readied their crossbow arrows to shoot at the boats.

They were fire arrows!

A series of explosive sounds followed, and the boats were fiercely ablaze, with the troops on board jumping into the water all at once. Yuwen Tianxian’s war spear swept sideways, colliding with Li Guanyi’s war halberd. Yuwen relied on his own strength, while Li Guanyi relied on the power of the Qilin.

The youth’s physique couldn’t sustain the long output; fresh blood appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Yet his war halberd firmly suppressed Yuwen Tianxian’s war spear. Neither of them could mobilize military might; it was just a clash of thousands, requiring the main generals to fulfill the duties of a fighting general. This conflict was typical in small-scale clashes, but at that moment, Yuwen Tianxian heard the young man’s voice: "Yuwen Tianxian, you’ve lost."

The sound exploded suddenly, rolling in.

Yuwen Hua’s presence smashed a boat to pieces. Puzzled, he exclaimed, "What’s that sound? Is it going to rain?"

He looked up but saw no dark clouds, yet the sound of thunder was drawing closer.

Suddenly, Yuwen Tianxian felt something was wrong, but the young man’s suppression suddenly intensified, the Qilin Fire Primordial Qi on the Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd turned fierce and domineering. Enraged, Yuwen Tianxian shouted, "Hua’er, retreat quickly!!!"

"It’s a water attack!!!"

"Water attack?"

Yuwen Hua was slightly taken aback. Among the historical texts, there were mentions of water and fire attacks, but in reality, it was a rarely seen cunning strategy, not so easy to implement. Upstream, as Li Guanyi’s Qilin Fire shot up into the sky, Pang Shuiyun looked down.

He watched the Military School’s murderous aura in the distant sky and softly said:

"Lord, the Young Master’s edge is comparable to yours..."

The elder drew his sword and cut the ropes of the dam holding back the water.

The simple dam collapsed.

With floating rafts prepared by the elderly Pang Shuiyun, sharpened at the front and tied with poisoned blades, the rafts rushed downstream with the blocked water now rushing furiously, Pang Shuiyun said solemnly, "My plan has succeeded, Young Master, it’s all on you now..."

The elder holding the sword solemnly bowed and said:

"Congratulations to our Young Master."

But when Yuwen Hua looked up, the surging water had already arrived. He tried to flee, but the currents under the warhorse’s hooves suddenly seemed to split into hidden streams. Startled, the horse struggled. Yuwen Hua clamped his legs around the belly of the horse, and the horse neighed loudly.

Expending a great deal of energy, he still struggled and raced to the shore.

Yuwen Hua gasped heavily, turned around to look, his face pale. The surging river, carrying the sharpened rafts and pieces of the fire ships they had just shattered and ignited, penetrated fiercely below. Cavalry and warhorses, and even some infantry, were swept away by the undercurrents.

They crashed down, and the people inside the Moon-shrinking Formation crowded forward, avoiding the rising river. The force of nature was terrifying; in an instant, the hundreds of cavalry were directly overthrown, and those martial artists struggled.

Suddenly startled, Yuwen Hua shouted, "Retreat, retreat quickly!!!"

The struggling martial artists in the water saw those at the rear of the Moon-shrinking Formation, the crowd of civilians. They turned their bodies and stood on higher ground of earth and stone, wearing cloth or light armor, with red cloth bands tied on their left arms, fluttering like flames.

Then they raised their crossbows, aimed at them.