Chapter 847: Divine Wind (10600 Supplement)

"Where is our cavalry?"

Diyou roared, and the Wu Army cavalry in red armor charged out; two torrents of steel slammed and ground against each other.

Howls and war drums sounded in unison, the main body of the Liang Army moved, launching a charge toward the Wu Army!

The Wu Army's vanguard, already somewhat broken and chaotic, collapsed instantly, with large numbers of routed soldiers fleeing in all directions; even with military law enforcement squads hacking and killing repeatedly, it was of no avail.

"First Ascent Battalion! Hold the line!"

"My Tiger Valor Personal Guard, charge!"

Diyou drew his long sword, a ruthless look on his face: "We cannot retreat now; one retreat and it will be a total rout! I must personally enter the battle formation to boost morale and Military Qi! Hold the line for me!"

"Charge! Charge, charge!"

Furthermore, each one fought to the death without retreating, obeying orders and observing prohibitions!

The quality of these soldiers far exceeded the Wu King's grand army, which possessed a large number of veterans!

And this was almost an impossible thing!

At this moment, there was only a sigh: "Even looking at it now, the Liang King is but a carp... while the Wu King is a true dragon!"

"Oh? Found the path to the Wu King's main camp?"

Gazing at the battlefield from afar at this moment, they all sighed: "The Buddhist Sect says supernatural powers are no match for karma; how are our Daoism techniques any different?"

"When grand armies clash, even from afar one feels suppressed; clearly, once caught in an Army Formation, Daoism techniques are completely useless."

"My King, flee quickly!"

This dragon was shaped like a giant python, with four claws, a single horn on its head, green scales, and purple eyes; it was truly extraordinary.

But wanting to kill through layers of Army Formations to reach him was not easy.

"Otherwise, with the Qi Luck of a dragon, he might just have escaped again."

"This... I fear the Wu King will not only suffer a great defeat, but is even in danger of death!"

A purple glint flashed faintly in his eyes, and he immediately saw that above the vast earth, two strands of Military Qi were already violently strangling each other.

The young Daoist's senior brother had a pair of soul-captivating eyes, and at this moment, he also looked toward the battlefield.

Of course, all of this still depended on whether the local wealthy gentry would cooperate.

When people number in the tens of thousands, they are boundless; what if there were a hundred thousand?

Although he had trained eagles and knew the enemy's troop deployment like the back of his hand, Aaron was still a bit bewildered at this moment.

Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind blow and could not help but look over.

At this time, accompanied by the Wu King personally entering the battle and leading two battalions into the fray, the originally chaotic left, right, and rear flanks seemed to have found their backbone.

The iron cavalry charged, unstoppable!

Even if the Tiger Valor Battalion of the Imperial Guard was on the opposite side, it was almost broken and shattered by the charge.

One can only look at the pre-battle preparations and trust in the individual quality and fighting will of the soldiers and officers.

This Daoist looked at the Army Formation and secretly used a certain secret Talisman.

Several Daoists sighed, among whom was the intelligence chief of the Chongming Dao in this region.

He continued to perform Qi Gazing and saw a dragon emerge within the Wu King's Military Qi.

The so-called deep-seated foundation actually meant building a relatively stable ruling base in the Five Prefectures that had been conquered.

Clearly, the Wu King seemed more like a wise ruler; why would he end up in such a state?

This senior brother had not finished speaking when his expression suddenly changed!

Just as a cavalry unit joined the battlefield, turning and maneuvering flexibly as it approached the Wu King, countless dense black Qi gathered in the void, faintly forming an object shaped like a plowshare, which plowed straight toward the green-scaled, purple-eyed dragon!

Roar!

The dragon let out an angry roar but was mercilessly plowed over by the Black Iron plowshare... The dragon screamed, its horns and claws broken, and drops of dragon blood spilled, scattering into yellow-red clouds!

"The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is dark yellow... This is highly ominous!"

Xiaoyu looked up and roared, emitting a massive tiger roar, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, eyeing its prey and preparing for a fatal strike.

To take the head of a top general amidst ten thousand troops has always been an extremely difficult task!

And the benefit of having a high-altitude eye and an open map is being able to find the simplest and easiest path, taking advantage of the Wu Army's gaps to strike directly at its core!

Besides Baiyunzi, there were other Daoists lurking.

"I still have to go myself!"

Behind him, over a hundred cavalry responded with a roar, galloping on horseback like an arrowhead.

Even in the midst of such total chaos, they could maintain order.

"Then... shall we attack?"

One could see that although there were small-scale battles everywhere, even when the Liang Wang Army was routed, they were defeated but not in disorder, immediately forming new Army Formations with others.

Wenzhengming was squeezed into a corner, looking at the staff officers and personal soldiers and generals who had turned into a mess, and a strong sense of unreality could not help but arise in his heart.

"No... although the Wu King has wives and concubines, and several sons... they are all young; once he dies, the Wu State will immediately fall apart, benefiting the Liang King for nothing!"

Roar, roar!

"Upright and proper, defeating an enemy several times our size; the Liang Army is indeed a grave threat to our Dao, the South cannot have such a strong army... Fortunately, the sect and the Imperial Court have finally reached an agreement; two hundred thousand Imperial Guard troops are descending south with all their might, just to sweep away all who do not submit and lay a good foundation for the Imperial Court's southward migration."

"The Wu King's dragon is already formed, his foundation deeply hidden; although he is defeated in this battle, he will not necessarily die..."

The Daoist screamed, blood spraying out as if it were worthless.

Aaron looked at the reserve force he had left behind and stroked his chin; at this moment, he had already committed eight thousand men to the battlefield, keeping only a hundred or so cavalry with him: "Plucking the fruits of one's own subordinates... that doesn't sound very good!"

On Sanwang Mountain.

"This... what the hell is this!"

"The Wu King is right ahead, whoever takes his head will be promoted three ranks and rewarded with a thousand taels of silver; kill for me!"

Just one look caused the Daoist's eyes to stream with tears tinged with red.

Some loyal generals also tried their best to gather soldiers and rushed over to provide support!

The great battle was on the verge of breaking out!

……

……

If they were to be defeated one or two more times and lose the hearts of the great families, then even a flood dragon would lose its foundation, and everything would be over……

In an era where communication devices had not been issued to every squad or even every soldier, even the most genius and famous commander could no longer issue any orders to the chaotic army at this moment—because they simply could not be passed down, and few would listen anyway.

Aaron led the cavalry, pointed at the fluttering Dragon Flag of the King of Wu ahead, and laughed loudly: "Charge!"

The Vanguard and Tiger Might battalions were the elite of the elite in the Wu Army, with the best morale and equipment.

……

Furthermore, with nearly one hundred thousand people crowded onto a small plain, fighting in a jagged, interlocking mess?

In fact, the King of Wu was quite conspicuous on the battlefield, because that fellow kept his royal flag held high to boost morale.

At this moment, a goshawk circled in mid-air, evidently having made a discovery.

Aaron let out a loud laugh, patted Xiaoyu beneath him, and charged toward the Army Formation: "Six Jia Divine Soldiers…… follow me to capture and kill the enemy king!"

Even if the army suffered heavy losses, they could still increase taxes and regroup after returning.

"However, this Diyou is indeed a flood dragon; his Qi Number is already full and indescribably noble…… even if he suffers a crushing defeat in this battle, he will definitely not die and will still be able to escape back to his base camp, at least entangling our side for several more years…… relying on Tang Xun alone, I fear he cannot overcome the opponent!"

And the Military Qi representing the King of Wu had actually already begun to retreat steadily!

Several personal guards were about to crowd Diyou onto his horse, but Diyou was still struggling: "This King cannot leave; if I leave, I am truly defeated!"

The young Daoist at this moment had a look of bewilderment on his face: "Senior brother…… why is it that when I look at this battlefield, I feel that the King of Liang is faintly gaining the upper hand? Clearly, his aura is nothing more than a carp!"

Chirp! Chirp!

Suddenly, a gust of wind and sand blew over, which was a headwind for the enemy cavalry; immediately, several Knights had their eyes blinded by the sand and fell into traps and onto blades.

Wenzhengming's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted: "Do not flee! Our side has the help of the Divine Wind…… we will surely win! We will surely win!"

(End of this chapter)