Chapter 864: Great Battle (12800 Supplement)

Yanzhou.

Dapingyuan.

Two armies lined up in sequence, each flying their own banners; they were none other than Jin and Liang!

This is the battle that determines the fate of the world!

"The Liang Army has been capturing cities and seizing territory all the way here; how does it seem they have no attrition, but rather have increased by over thirty thousand?"

A great general beside Wanyan Lie, Wanyan Kan, whipped his horse back and shouted: "The scouts in the south should all be killed; they can even miscount something like this... And those surrendered officials, they all said they would resist to the death, but I see they have all surrendered!"

Wanyan Lie, however, did not feel surprised.

Ever since he was guided by the Buddhist Sect and took a tour of the Underworld, he had known many secrets.

Especially the rumored 'evil arts' of Xulingzi, which had a high probability of being true!

'This is the enemy of the world; if I kill him, I will be the true son of the Heavenly Mandate! Favored by Heavenly Intent!'

"Tsk tsk!"

"Pass on my military order: form up!"

A thought flashed through Wanyan Kan's mind, but it was already too late for him to think much.

"Amitabha!"

Basically, Archers only have time for one or two volleys; in almost an instant, Wanyan Kan charged to the front of the formation!

"Kill!"

One could see the black Military Qi on the opposite side rising into the sky, vaguely transforming into a black flood dragon with bared fangs and brandished claws.

Wanyan Kan personally led ten thousand heavy armored cavalry to charge toward the enemy formation.

Wanyan Kan thrust his long saber, hacking a spearman to death, then looked around and suddenly felt a sense of terror: "The enemy's Array Formation is actually not in chaos?!"

"Shoot!"

Such a foolish act of binding one's own hands and feet, Wanyan Lie would absolutely never do.

Once these words were spoken, those monks sitting in meditation changed their mudras one after another, their ten fingers forming a weird hand seal.

As long as it is not powerful crossbow bolts, ordinary arrows cannot cause too much damage.

"Ah!"

"Pass the order down, cavalry prepare!"

An old monk, gaunt and bony, loudly proclaimed the Buddha's name, his pair of eyes suddenly covered in gold, transforming into the Buddhist Eye.

The cavalry that had already begun their charge were simply unstoppable; even if there were a mountain of blades and a sea of fire ahead, they could only crash into it at this moment!

The first row of cavalry died very quickly, but at the same time, they also crashed into and killed several times their own number of spearmen!

He waved his hand indifferently, and immediately, signal soldiers waved the military flags.

And the second 【tactic】 was to use heavy infantry to hack at the horses' legs.

The Hu people roared, and the torrent of iron armor crashed directly into the forest of spears.

Countless monks sat cross-legged on the plaza, all chanting sutras and reciting the Buddha's name.

After all, once cavalry enters a city and dismounts, they are no different from infantry in a siege battle, and perhaps even worse.

Vaguely, golden swastikas emerged from their bodies, gathering above their heads to form a Sanskrit symbol that blotted out the sky and sun.

'Has the greatest Backlash so far finally arrived?'

His expression was moved, as if he were seeing the battlefield directly.

"What's more... this is an Army Formation, and the Liang King is not here! This must be Qi Luck deceiving me!"

A shout suddenly came from within the Liang Army's formation, followed by arrows falling like raindrops.

Wanyan Kan even saw a vomiting-blood infantryman lunge forward, clutching a cavalryman's horse leg to death, and then more infantrymen stepped forward to stab that cavalryman to death!

"The Liang King has already occupied the south, how could he still be a carp?"

And within the flood dragon's body, there were points of light like stars, representing the talents gathered under the Jin King!

What shocked Aaron the most was that behind the flood dragon, there were dozens of shadowy figures, each supporting the flood dragon with a strand of Qi Luck; those were the ghosts and gods of this world!

The next moment, many monks closed their eyes one after another, having clearly passed away!

And a golden seal vaguely appeared on the old monk's body; with the power of this seal, he seemed to finally break through a layer of fog and see...

Of course, this requires extremely high standards for the soldiers, but the Six Jia Divine Soldiers were each fearless of death, clearly not afraid.

"Kill!"

Battlefield.

Things that cannot be spoken of, heard, or thought of!

Precisely because of this, Wanyan Lie did not choose to defend the city, but actively chose the battlefield of Dapingyuan.

In ancient times, iron smelting was difficult; these ten thousand heavy armored cavalry were already the vast majority of the Jin King's assets, and they were all handed to him. Firstly, because he was indeed brave in killing the enemy and had peerless Horsemanship; secondly, because he was a clansman of the Jin King and trustworthy!

If there were a large number of bows, crossbows, and expert archers, they could barely suppress the enemy cavalry.

Behind, more cavalry charged over.

No!

This flood dragon had grown four claws, each with five toes, two horns on its head, and a Reverse Scale on its neck! It had clearly already achieved the status of a True Dragon for the most part!

At this moment, atop the flood dragon, there was still a large expanse of cyan cloud Qi slowly merging into the flood dragon's body, making it even more majestic.

This time, he had exhausted all his strength and brought an army of one hundred thousand, fifty thousand of whom were cavalry!

This was also the most elite unit in his hands.

The old monk's wisdom was clear, and he was not fooled by the carp; instead, he said sternly: "Please, Three Lives Buddhist Seal, assist me!"

The next moment, the old monk's eyes exploded directly, and he fell to the ground screaming: "No... the Jin King is in danger! The Jin King is in danger!"

But more cavalry continued to charge; they had no choice but to charge... or they would be trampled into pulp by the iron armor behind them!

Fortunately, the armor on their bodies provided immense protection.

Because the space in front of him suddenly cleared; he had actually broken through the spearmen phalanx and arrived at the heavy infantry phalanx.

Yet even with over half their numbers dead or wounded, the spearmen of the first line actually fought to the death and would not retreat!

"This has already exceeded the scope of being fearless of death, hasn't it? What kind of demonic sorcery is this?"

Wanyan Kan was also a talent of a general, and at this moment, he took the lead, charging ahead of the cavalry.

And in the rear were heavy infantry holding long horse-chopping sabers or heavy axes.

Aaron muttered to himself, suddenly gaining an insight: "This is the world's counterattack!"

Wanyan Lie took a deep breath; there was a black-red mark on his hand, currently hidden and not yet unleashed.

The charge of ten thousand heavy armored cavalry was like a row of locomotives crashing; a wall of living flesh and blood simply could not stop it.

Boom!

His eyes held a glimmer of strange light as he abruptly activated his Spirituality vision.

When the sound of the horn rang out, squads of soldiers marched out to form ranks.

Aaron looked at the Jin Army opposite and could not help but sigh: "Truly a neat military appearance, and full of murderous aura!"

And how fast is a cavalry charge?

From time to time, cavalrymen were struck by arrows and fell from their horses.

"Charge!"

In a temple.

"Heavenly Intent favors him; the Jin King has already become a dragon!"

Then, his expression turned strange again.

For ancient infantry to restrain cavalry, the first step was to use long spears to form an Array and fill the gaps with human lives! To delay the momentum of the cavalry charge!

Because in the Liang Wang Army Array, the black-red Military Qi was likewise boiling, faintly forming a... carp with a black back and dragon whiskers?

"Impossible!"

At the very front were the spearmen, forming phalanxes that looked like fortresses.

Bang!

Armor and spears flew into the air, blood and chunks of flesh danced together!

"Amitabha!"

Behind the infantry were the archers and crossbowmen.

Inside a large city not far away.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of vital blood and passed away right there!

Soldiers completely wrapped in iron armor, holding long sabers or battle axes, were looking at him expressionlessly.

Suddenly, a few stepped forward, their long sabers flashing as they hacked at the horse's legs!

(End of this chapter)