Chapter 738: The Final Strike

The second charge, a clash.

The Liangzhou Army lost again.

The entire scene was nearly impossible to contain. Aided by guns and cannons, these Ottoman Sipahi Cavalry nearly charged straight through to this side.

On the side of the Liangzhou Cavalry, everything was in chaos.

With shouting and screaming, countless Liangzhou Cavalry were knocked over by maces, and then, under the trampling of the Sipahi Cavalry, turned into pulp.

The generals on this side could not bear to open their eyes to watch.

"General Zhai!"

"We cannot fight anymore!"

"We must retreat to Gujarat immediately!"

"General Zhai!"

On the scene, not a single person thought well of Zhai Shiqing. Nor could anyone understand what she was insisting on.

It was already obvious that this was a situation that could not be won.

Must they continue to throw their lives away like this, time after time?

"Continue!"

Who would have thought that Zhai Shiqing would roar in response.

Everyone present turned pale.

The battlefield is just that ruthless; the Liangzhou Cavalry, having just lost another round, reorganized their ranks. At this moment, their faces were no longer filled with gloom, but with hatred! Watching so many brothers die right here before their eyes, they also began to fear death no longer!

In truth, there was not much of an atmosphere of fear!

They only wanted to kill one to break even, and kill two to make a profit!

"General Zhai!"

Many generals were already weeping, yet they could not stop Zhai Shiqing.

Because among these one hundred thousand cavalry, there were not a few soldiers who truly hailed from Liangzhou. In such a situation, how could they not feel heartache for their own soldiers?

Two rounds.

Nearly ten thousand troops had already been lost!

If they persisted like this...

What could they possibly gain?

"Hahahaha!"

"Is this it?"

On the Ottoman side, however, it was a scene of jubilation.

Erdogan wore a look of arrogance, while at the same time feeling a sense of relief in his heart. So, the Liangzhou Cavalry, touted as invincible under heaven, were just like this?

Hmph.

Under the hooves of his own Sipahi Cavalry, they were practically no different from trash!

"Congratulations, First Prince!"

At this moment, the leader of the Sipahi Cavalry and the leader of the Imperial Guard walked over together to congratulate Erdogan.

Seeing their attitude, Erdogan nodded slightly: "Hehe, it seems that in the Battle of Vienna, it was just that the person leading the troops was too incompetent! As long as our Sipahi and Imperial Guard unite as one to resist the enemy together, there is nothing we cannot conquer!"

"Sipahi are mighty!"

"Sipahi!"

"Janissary!"

"Janissary!"

That was how the Ottoman army was; only by winning battles could the Sipahi and Janissaries become somewhat harmonious.

"Continue!"

"March!"

"Today, I will have this bunch of ignorant Longyan trampled under our horses' hooves!"

"Yes!"

The Ottoman army's morale was soaring.

Zhai Shiqing's third charge finally began.

A slaughter in the eyes of the people was staged once again.

The "Mighty Dragon" that roared in the mountain forests had never once looked at the small fry before it.

In its eyes, apart from that massive brown bear that could put up a fight against it, no other species had the ability to contend with it.

Yet now.

It was a bit tired.

It had not expected this pack of wolves to be so difficult to deal with, so annoying, so fearless of death, and so disgusting to it!

If you want to fight, then have a proper, thorough fight!

But these wolves did not; they attacked tentatively, they circled around to strike, they searched for its weaknesses and blind spots in every way, and then inflicted those minor, irritating wounds upon it.

Is this interesting?

What is the point of this?

It roared, wishing it had grown a few more claws so it could smash this bunch of ants deep into the ground!

It was growing impatient.

And this pack of wolves was waiting for its impatience!

As long as it was impatient, it would make mistakes; as long as it made mistakes, more weaknesses would be exposed!

"Roar, roar, roar..."

This time, the fierce tiger decided to take the initiative to attack.

The pack of wolves began to run in circles.

The people at the scene cheered and jumped for joy again, screaming until they were hoarse.

They loved this kind of bloody impact, they loved the scene of severed limbs flying!

The fierce tiger took the initiative to attack, looking for the one among the wolves that looked like the leader—it was larger in size, had impressive combat power, and its color was slightly different. The fierce tiger descended the mountain with extreme speed, its blood-red maw charging directly at the wolf's neck to bite. However, wolves are animals with very strong agility; the alpha wolf dodged its pounce and bite easily, yet it could not dodge those sharp and heavy claws. The alpha wolf let out a howl, and several bloody gashes were clawed directly into its body; it was clear that one of its legs had also been broken by the pounce and bite!

Yet at this very gap, the other wolves immediately seized the opportunity and began to attack the fierce tiger from behind.

Several sharp claws attacked the fierce tiger simultaneously.

Several bloody gashes also appeared on the fierce tiger's body!

For the first time!

For the first time, the fierce tiger was injured because of this, letting out howling, whimpering cries of pain.

"Good!"

"Impressive!"

"Attack together!"

"Good fellow!"

Xiang Chengfeng and his group, who had been deathly pale just a moment ago, jumped up all at once, their excitement simply beyond words.

No matter what, they had finally seen wounds!

This was a good start!

"Hahahaha, is that all?"

That Lao Zhang laughed out loud.

In his view, a fierce tiger was still a fierce tiger, and a wolf was still a wolf. These minor injuries were nothing at all to the fierce tiger. He scoffed: "Shopkeeper Xiang, this shouldn't be enough to make you jump up, right?"

"Hmph!"

Xiang Chengfeng snorted, but didn't say anything.

Because compared to the damage the fierce tiger had dealt to the pack of wolves, this bit of damage was indeed nothing.

Liu Zheng smiled at this moment.

Don Quixote was finally about to secure his winning momentum.

And so, a situation that left people dumbfounded occurred.

In the ensuing battle.

The fierce tiger became increasingly irritable, and its vulnerabilities grew more numerous.

Yet these ten wolves became increasingly composed and increasingly full of combat power.

The damage inflicted upon the fierce tiger also began to increase.

Awoo.

Awoo.

The cries of pain at the scene began to come more from the fierce tiger than from the pack of wolves.

Everyone was stunned at this moment.

The fierce tiger was still very fierce, but dragging its body covered in countless wounds, it had already begun to lose the majesty of the king of the mountains.

He was tired.

He was weary.

He had originally wanted to end all of this early, yet his slackness and contempt caused him to lose the situation he could have controlled.

At this moment.

It felt its physical strength and vitality slowly draining away.

Its vision had already begun to blur.

Its roars had already begun to be mixed with unwillingness and anger!

Dragging its increasingly heavy body, it finally launched the last attack of its life.

The scene.

Had gone completely silent.

Everyone watched all of this in disbelief.