Chapter 162

I suppose these vows are your final swan song, aren't they?

"All soldiers, hear my order: in this battle, there is death but no life, there is advance but no retreat!"

"Kill for me!"

"Kill them all!"

Qin Mu raised the Green Lotus Sword high, then pointed the blade toward the Turkic army not far away, his blood-red cloak fluttering in the wind, standing proudly like a god of war.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A full 200,000 Great Qin soldiers shouted in unison.

The deafening sound made everyone present feel their blood boil!

Then.

Qin Mu shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, with extreme speed.

The Great Qin Iron Eagle Sharpshooters, the Trap Camp, and the White Horse Followers, led by Qin Mu, charged rapidly toward the battlefield.

"Husband, wait for me!"

Seeing Qin Mu charge ahead, Li Xueyan could no longer endure it; she snatched a horse from the side and charged straight in as well.

Qin Mu!

Since I have married you, I never intended to live on alone!

You want to die on the battlefield?

Fine!

Then today, I shall die on the battlefield with you!

"Sister Xueyan!"

Changle was startled and hurriedly shouted at the top of her lungs.

But Li Xueyan's figure had already been swallowed by the sea of ten thousand troops, disappearing completely.

"Xueyan!"

Zhangsun Wugou was also anxious beyond measure, but there was nothing she could do.

As a mere woman with no martial strength, rushing onto the battlefield would be futile and might even become a burden.

"That child Xueyan!"

"Xuanling, you must ensure the safety of the Empress and Changle!"

Watching Li Xueyan charge into the enemy ranks, Li Er slapped his thigh hard.

He had thought that with Li Xueyan by Zhangsun Wugou and Changle's side, she could at least provide some protection if anything happened.

But now, this!

The situation would take a sharp turn for the worse.

If anything happened, they would just have to deal with it as it came.

"As you command!"

Fang Xuanling nodded heavily.

His heart was also pounding like a drum.

So panicked!

The decisive battle had begun, and the very air was filled with the scent of gunpowder!

No matter who won or lost this war, the level of carnage would be unimaginable.

On the vast earth.

Gale winds whipped up dark clouds.

The Turkic and Great Qin iron cavalries charged toward each other at extreme speed, clashing like natural enemies, fire and water.

Fire arrows shot into the sky.

Illuminating the dim, lusterless earth with points of starlight.

Qin Mu, in silver armor and red robes, led the charge.

Whistling past like a silver dragon!

"Hmm? That young general leading the Qin army looks quite capable."

Jieli stood on a hillside not far away, watching the battlefield before him leisurely, yet a touch of unprecedented solemnity appeared in his eyes.

This brat is no simple character!

"It's him!"

Fuyun narrowed his eyes, and after seeing Qin Mu clearly, he shrieked instantly.

"Khan, he is Qin Mu!"

Tuyuhun and Tibet were neighboring countries, so information was conveyed the fastest.

Qin Mu's reputation had already spread far and wide.

Thanks to the Great Tang, his appearance was already known to the world.

"Oh? A monarch personally entering the battlefield—that is truly rare!"

Jieli raised an eyebrow and smiled contemptuously.

Even he, the Turkic Khan, did not dare to enter the battlefield personally, preferring to sit in the rear and command.

For a wet-behind-the-ears brat to be so arrogant.

He truly does not know the cruelty of war!

Then fine!

Today, this Khan will let you understand!

War is no child's play!

"Pass my order: you must annihilate the Qin army completely; do not leave them any chance of harm!"

"I want them to feel total despair!"

Following the order, the already frenzied Turkic cavalry became even more wild.

They howled and screamed as they charged madly toward Qin Mu.

Watching the Turkic army close at hand, Qin Mu remained as calm and composed as ever, his palm exerting slight force.

"Clang!"

A flash of cold light flickered, and Qin Mu pierced through the Turkic cavalry formation like a shooting star.

"What!?"

Seeing this, the Turkic general at the very front widened his eyes, looking back at that shooting star.

It was simply unbelievable!

Is this a speed that a human can achieve?

But the next second.

The Green Lotus Sword followed through.

He suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

"Pfft!"

A line of blood spurted out.

The surprised Turkic general didn't even get to speak before he tumbled to the ground with a thud.

"General!"

The Turkic cavalry behind him shouted in rage, gnashing their teeth as they looked at Qin Mu, each of them chasing after him regardless of their own lives.

"Heh!"

Qin Mu sneered, his Green Lotus Sword dancing incessantly, moving as freely as a dragon playing with a phoenix.

Wherever the sword's edge reached, Turkic cavalrymen fell to the ground.

Every single one of them had only one wound—either on the neck or the heart!

A fatal strike!

"So ruthless!"

After witnessing all this, Li Er could not help but feel a chill run down his spine.

He had never dreamed that Qin Mu would be this formidable!

No wonder!

No wonder he could escape from Changancheng so easily without any effort back then.