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Chapter 531 - 28: World Renowned Generals, the Battle for Fame! (Request for Monthly Tickets)_4

Chapter 531: Chapter 28: World Renowned Generals, the Battle for Fame! (Request for Monthly Tickets)_4

The next moment, the whizzing sound of crossbow arrows broke through the air like a strong wind.

Clad in armor, the Northern Warriors in the suddenly surged, turbulent waters were like live targets, the sound of crossbow arrows piercing into flesh was muffled and continuous.

The river was dyed red with blood.

At this time, the Light Cavalry had almost completely lost their combat effectiveness, and although over a hundred Heavy Cavalry made it back to the solid ground despite the water attack, they too were wounded. Yuwen Tianxian’s eyes darkened; he knew the battle was collapsing like a mountain, and he was losing.

Yet, he still had control over the situation.

Just then, there was sudden turmoil behind his forces; two groups of cavalry emerged from each side, lightly armored on orders from Li Guanyi, Changsun Wuchou, wielding a long spear and having just unhorsed a Supervision Team Captain clad in armor and wielding a sword, burst into laughter:

"By the General’s command, three hundred Light Cavalry have arrived!"

On both sides, there were actually only fifteen cavalry each, but who would know?

In the midst of the turmoil ahead, these thirty cavalry were brave and skilled in mounted archery, picking off members of the Supervision Team, only cutting through the edges like a sharp knife, killing a few each time before doubling back, their horses kicking up dust with ropes tied to the grass.

At the same time, on a hillside, Ling Pingyang watched the slaughter, his heart surging violently, and so did the five hundred Heavy Cavalry behind him; they thought they came with a majestic momentum to rescue Li Guanyi.

But what unfolded before them was a standoff so classic it could be written into the art of war!

Due to the cavalry leader’s natural instinct and experience, Ling Pingyang did not enter the battlefield at this moment; he knew that if that youthful-looking lad truly had such cunning, they wouldn’t need these five hundred Heavy Cavalry to win.

With just this battle alone, Li Guanyi was enough to become a celebrated general.

And these five hundred Heavy Cavalry were here only to make this battle destined for the history books.

To win even more gloriously!

When the Yuwen Army had lost over seven hundred infantry, Yuwen Tianxian regained control of his troops, reformed the formation, and even as the casualty rate hit thirty percent, he still managed to keep the army from collapsing, but chose to abandon Li Guanyi to reorganize the formation.

Li Guanyi was gasping heavily, his mouth stained with blood.

He suddenly swept his Battle Halberd with a roar of Qilin Fire, charging to the sky; the roar of Qilin erupted in the air, causing all the soldiers in the Moon-shrinking Formation to hold their breath, Fan Qing’s heart pounding to the extreme.

His mind went blank in that instant, not to mention everyone else.

But reactions were already happening.

The thirty-three old soldiers of the Taiping Army!

Their martial arts skills were not as good as Fan Qing’s, but at that moment they did not hesitate.

With a step, they instantly climbed onto the Carriage Crossbows and then leaped powerfully.

Right when the enemy infantry just reached contact with them, these thirty-three old veterans stepped on the backs of the opponent’s large shields, rolling down while their weapons stabbed forward, carving out a swath of blood among the morale-shaken enemies.

Yuwen Tianxian sharply watched the young man.

Li Guanyi raised his hand, tore off a Turkic helmet, then tossed it aside; this young general from the Central Plains, with a bright and intense demeanor like a flame, his mouth smeared with blood, raised his weapon high into the air.

He wanted not a narrow victory, not just to survive!

Why couldn’t we win a complete victory?!

The Fierce Tiger Sky Shouting Halberd roared like in the old days, then fiercely struck down.

The edge was aimed forward.

The young general from the Central Plains was as intense as fire.

He said, "Follow me in the charge!!"

Fan Qing felt a jolt, feeling hot blood rush to his brain. He was impassioned and thought to himself that even if it cost him his life, so be it; thus, he abruptly rose up, following those thirty-three old veterans.

Suddenly leaping out!

Fear was there, but another feeling was suppressing it.

With one thousand eight hundred men, most of whom still had combat strength even though they were bloodied, they burst out shouting. The thirty-three old veterans naturally adjusted their formation, each responsible for about fifty or so men.

Li Guanyi was the leading edge.

The thirty-three old soldiers spread out behind him, forming two wings.

Followed by warriors who had entered the realm, the ones with Inner Qi, layering further behind.

In the front, those with the highest martial skill bore the greatest pressure while the flanks were responsible for finishing off enemies, forming a unique Battle Formation led by warriors.

The Crane Wing Formation!

Fan Qing felt a thread of his Inner Qi splitting off forward and then layering up with the others; the Qi Mechanism of one thousand eight hundred men, based on the thirty-three old soldiers as the nodes, surged into that absolute core, completing the fundamental Battle Formation of the Taiping Army.

The Qi Mechanism in Li Guanyi’s Battle Halberd surged, suddenly sweeping horizontally.

The roar of a fierce tiger exploded, and in an instant, it blew away the enemy infantry up ahead. Then, charging forward in that instant, the completely cohesive force of one thousand eight hundred men pierced through the opponent’s formation like a long spear.

Like a wave cutting through!

Then, instantly splitting apart, they broke the enemy infantry apart, their long spears thrusting forward.

The combat casualty rate reaching thirty percent, the Yuwen Army completely collapsed and began instinctively fleeing backwards, the successful counterattack turning into a pursuit, winning with fewer against more, the weak against the strong.

Ling Pingyang watched this scene from the hillside, exhaling a breath, tightening the reins, muttering to himself, "General Yue, we didn’t need to come to their rescue."

"But defeating and annihilating are not the same, such turbulent times."

He reached out and grasped his Heavy Cavalry spear, then cooly pulled at his warhorse’s reigns, saying:

"Let us then carve a path for the Qilin in this ’world."

"Yue Family Army."

He raised his cavalry spear, his tone calm and composed, carrying authority:

"Charge."