Chapter 1439: Thunderclap!

And just as the Han soldiers began to step into the great desert.

In the distance, a man clad in a black robe revealed a solemn expression in his eyes.

In his eyes, it seemed as though flames were spewing forth.

"This is our territory.

How dare anyone plot against us.

Let our warriors take the field!"

After speaking, he retreated.

Moments later, a series of battle cries echoed from the depths of the great desert.

Then, hundreds of burly men emerged.

They wore iron armor and held weapons in their hands.

Most strangely, every single one carried a bow and arrow on his back.

This was an arrow formation composed of the finest archers on the grasslands.

They practiced only the art of archery every day.

They were unrivaled across the entire grassland.

And just as they had just stood up.

The leading man spoke coldly.

"Kill! Let them understand that our Northern Desert is never someone to be trifled with!"

The voice rang out.

The vanguard of the Han army.

Charged forward to meet them.

One could see those Han soldiers rushing into the crowd, smashing everything in their path with a single punch, regardless of what it was.

Then, they left wounds upon the enemy's bodies.

In a short time, the soldiers of the Northern Desert suffered heavy losses.

Yet, the bloodlust in their eyes grew even stronger.

And just at this moment.

A flash of sharp light passed through the eyes of the leading man.

He raised his right hand and roared.

"Release the arrows!"

In an instant, thousands of arrows shot forth.

Their speed was incredibly fast.

Yuchi Gong wanted to stop them, but it was too late.

His eyes seemed ready to burst.

This was the Han army's vanguard.

If they were destroyed here, the impact on the Han would be far too great.

Not only Yuchi Gong, but the other generals felt their hearts sink as well.

But at this moment, the rain of arrows came whistling down.

They could only choose to defend.

Because the arrow rain came too urgently, and the distance was far too close.

Even Yuchi Gong's side could not escape.

The armor on his body radiated a dazzling metallic glow at that moment.

Yet it still could not block them.

"Sss!"

A sharp arrow struck his left shoulder.

The immense pain made him let out a muffled groan.

And the other Han soldiers also suffered at this time.

Their bodies were almost covered in arrow holes.

Blood gushed out, staining the entire ground red.

Yuchi Gong's eyes revealed expressions of pain and anger.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

However, just at this moment.

A rumbling sound came from the distance.

It turned out that the Xia army had already arrived.

The general at the head was Xia Yu.

The opponent was burly, holding a spiked mace in his hand.

After he appeared.

Looking at the scene in the arena.

A chilling smile appeared in his eyes; then, he shouted.

"Yuchi Gong, I, the Emperor, have come to help you!"

The voice carried boundless dominance.

And upon hearing the voice.

Yuchi Gong's expression turned grim.

The troops of the Great Xia Empire were the only force daring to oppose him.

Now, his own forces had suffered heavy losses.

Yet the enemy was seizing the opportunity to profit from the disaster.

Thinking thus, he spoke coldly.

"Since you wish to court death, then do not blame me!"

After his words fell, his hand shot out.

Reaching for Xia Yu.

This was his ultimate killing move.

One downward claw strike was enough to tear apart the void.

In Xia Yu's eyes, terror also appeared.

However, a long spear also materialized in his hand.

This was a treasure bestowed upon him by the Great Xia imperial family.

Immediately, he thrust it toward Yuchi Gong.

"Bang!"

The two collided in an instant.

A violent roar erupted.

Xia Yu's figure was sent flying backward.

His entire arm was now deformed.

Yet Yuchi Gong did not stop, launching another attack.

The two sides clashed in battle.

However, the Han army was already surrounded by barbarian troops from the various tribes of the Northern Wasteland.

Yuchi Gong had no reinforcements available.

Moreover, even if reinforcements existed, they would be held back by the enemy.

As one side waned and the other waxed, the Han army's losses grew increasingly severe.

And just at this moment.

A sound of tearing wind emerged.

"Whoosh whoosh..."