Chen Sansi tacitly agreed.
"After all, I've been here too, and I haven't let down my sister's trust. You are dead set on seeking death, and I cannot stop you. So, do as you please."
The Empress finished speaking and left through the air.
"Really leaving, huh?"
Chen Sansi shook his head.
He had hoped he could persuade his sister-in-law to help.
It's nothing more than a fight to the death!
Before Hongze Camp had made a move,
the hundred thousand strong barbarian army took the initiative to attack.
Arrayed at the very front
were ten thousand Iron Cavalry, the combined forces of four tribes!
This ten thousand elite, well-rested
were covered from head to toe in thick iron armor, with only a pair of eyes exposed, and even their carefully selected war horses were decked in armor. Arranged in a line, from afar, they looked like an onrushing iron mountain.
In contrast, at Hongze Camp,
after a long march through an extreme cold phenomenon, the soldiers were relying solely on their stubborn will to reach this point, not to mention there were no traps or weapons specifically for dealing with the Iron Cavalry.
the immediate problem they had to face was Light Cavalry versus Heavy Cavalry.
In a normal situation, anyone who knows military strategy would have a clear idea of the outcome.
not a single one of Hongze Camp's soldiers had fear on their faces, what they possessed was only the resolute determination to die gloriously and the belief that they would prevail.
At the front of the formation,
Chen Sansi reined in his horse and turned to ask, "Brothers, are you afraid?"
"What is there to fear?"
Nearly thirteen thousand soldiers responded in unison.
Chen Sansi said in a deep voice, "Back in Lingzhou, the three thousand in Black Armor, do you still remember the three bolts of Heavenly Thunder at Silver Pine Cliff? Do you still remember the great fog outside Hu Lao Pass?"
the soldiers started murmuring among themselves.
Three thousand in Black Armor.
I don't know how many times I've told the other brothers.
But everyone was half-convinced.
After all, it was a little too fantastical.
Who has ever heard of a battle aided by Heavenly Thunder?
And possessed by Heavenly Soldiers.
It was like a wild and fanciful tale.
But now, just before the decisive battle, the general suddenly mentioned it, could it be...
Xia Cong was a bit excited but also puzzled, "Could it be..."
Chen Sansi gave the necessary pre-battle inspiration, "We are a righteous army, with the Heavenly God aiding us, while the barbarians in front of you only rely on mischief by demons! They will receive divine retribution!"
Xiao Zheng was curious, "My lord, but today there is no thunder, nor is there fog."
'When the time comes, heaven and earth unite their power; when luck departs, heroes are not free!'
'The barbarians are cruel! Slaughtering living beings! They act against heaven, and heaven and earth will not tolerate them!'
'Therefore, heaven and earth will lend their strength to our Hongze Camp!'
At the front of the two armies,
the man in white robe and on a White Horse raised his long spear high, and with his passionate voice, he resounded across the snowy plains, each word tolling like a great bell in the minds of both enemies and companions:
'Great Snow Dragon Riders, Heavenly Gate Formation!'
Zhu Tuo Pass's terrain was treacherous, but the city was small and could not accommodate too many troops, so the hundred thousand barbarian army mostly set up camp according to the terrain, defending all around.
Under Xu Wencai's command,
in recent days, the Beiliang Army had steadily advanced to the Yellow Maple Valley area.
Passing through this area, directly ahead would be Zhu Tuo Pass.
Once the Beiliang Army entered, they would face encirclement and have no way out.
"Brothers, charge with me!"
Fan Hailing roared, swinging his Mo Blade and suddenly launched a night assault on the enemy's camp.
In the barbarian camp, a figure soared into the sky.
It was the Ancient Demon Cultivator from earlier.
"You really dare to come seeking death?"
The cultivator coldly shouted as he sent a flying sword with a wave of his hand.
Fan Hailing used all of his might, his Mo Blade striking down like a fierce lion.
the flying sword slew the lion.
He himself was flung backward like a boulder hurled by a catapult.
Pei Tiannan appeared behind the enemy with his Broadsword drawn, True Qi rumbling on the blade like an erupting tsunami, but just as it was about to slash the opponent's head, a red barrier suddenly lit up around the black-robed cultivator, the Broadsword broke the barrier but became firmly stuck, unable to advance further, trapping him in a dilemma.
The black-robed cultivator's face was ghastly, with dead-like fingers quickly Sealing and chanting. Black Poison Fog flowed in his palms as he smacked down, easily shattering the Protective True Qi.
Pei Tiannan fell heavily to the ground from dozens of meters in the air.
Without any time to catch his breath,
the Ancient Demon Cultivator already pursued and attacked, with the blood-colored flying sword mere inches away, leaving no time to react or dodge, sealing an almost certain doom.
At the critical moment,
A Heavenly Halberd staunchly faced the threat, wrestling with it.
The Ancient Demon Cultivator did not stop. With one hand on the sword and the other forming Seals, the Evil Qi on the flying sword surged, beginning to press forward, about to overpower the Heavenly Halberd.
layers of purple light began to shine on the Heavenly Halberd, until it covered the Weapon completely, and unleashed an unprecedented Incense Fire Divine Power that sent the blood-colored flying sword and the Ancient Demon Cultivator tumbling away.
The Ancient Demon Cultivator steadied himself in the air with his spell-transformed wings, surprise flashing across his face: "You broke through so quickly?!"
The towering Lu Ji slowly stood up, enveloped by Purple Energy, with his Armor too emitting a bright purple glow, and his pupils radiating Incense Fire Mystical Energy, making him look both godly and demonic.