Chapter 420: Invincible

Qin Zhan held a broadsword, hacking away on the battlefield.

He saw Han Guiying and licked his lips in envy.

"Sister Guiying, you're amazing."

A general beside him also had eyes red with envy.

"Who told us our skills aren't as good as others? We couldn't learn to use the Automatic Rifle after practicing for half a day, but the female soldiers learned it instantly, and they never miss a shot."

Qin Zhan was unconvinced, "That's because the female soldiers practiced with the Bow and Arrow every day. If it were me, I could also hit the bullseye every time."

After saying this, he swallowed again.

"The rifles the Goddess gave us are too powerful; they fire so fast, and the ammunition is even Armor-piercing Bullet. If there's a chance in the future, I must practice shooting properly."

It wasn't just Qin Zhan who was envious; many in the Northern Frontier Army were envious to death.

The rifle squad led by Han Guiying was equipped entirely with the Automatic Rifles sent by Bai Wei.

What they wore on their bodies were also the Bulletproof Vests exclusive to the military, which the Firearm bullets simply could not penetrate.

Many male soldiers were itching to try, but many couldn't learn it; conversely, the female soldiers learned it incredibly fast, mastering it the moment they tried.

Xiao Moting originally didn't want to let female soldiers go to the battlefield, but he didn't expect the soldiers under his own command to be so useless, so he had to hand this task over to Han Guiying.

Thus, Han Guiying led the female soldiers, along with a portion of the male soldiers who knew how to use guns, into battle.

They were all equipped with the best gear, truly invincible!

Suddenly!

The Northern Frontier Army on the battlefield parted to form a path.

Following a massive roar, four huge military-green Iron Vehicles charged into the battlefield, ramming and crashing through everything.

The Iron Vehicles were incredibly hard and massive in size, with bodies made of thick Steel Plate.

It was like a meat grinder; wherever it passed, countless Imperial Army soldiers were rammed to death or injured.

Moreover, the Iron Vehicles drove so fast that the Imperial Army couldn't escape at all; they were directly caught up to and sent flying.

Behind the Iron Vehicles followed several white Minivans.

The Minivans drove specifically toward crowded areas, and several Northern Frontier soldiers inside used Spears to stab wildly from the windows, occasionally throwing out bottles that would ignite.

The Imperial Army had never seen such things; they slashed at the vehicles with swords, but they couldn't cut them at all, and instead were knocked to the ground.

"What... what is this?" Xiao Qiyu roared, his delicate face turning ferocious.

Yang Tianhu shouted deeply, "Fire the cannons, take out these few Iron Vehicles."

A gunner was just about to load, when suddenly his whole body shook, and he collapsed into a pool of blood.

A bloody hole appeared on his forehead.

The gunners guarding beside the Red Barbarian Cannons fell one after another, and everyone panicked.

"What kind of sorcery is this? To be able to kill from a distance!" Xiao Qiyu roared, "Where is the enemy? Where are the enemy troops?"

Gunners were scarce troops, protected by layers of soldiers, yet he hadn't even seen the enemy, and the gunners were being shot dead one by one.

In the distance.

Xiao Dabao was on a watchtower, lying intently in front of a Heavy Sniper Rifle, smacking his lips in excitement.

"Too easy to use! This Sniper Rifle given by the heavenly soldiers and generals can actually hit the target from nearly three miles away!"

"Now, it's time for me, the sharpshooter Dabao, to show my power! Still want to fire cannons? Hehehe... watch me pick them off and wipe out all your gunners."

He was having a great time shooting, the only annoyance being that he couldn't kill Yang Tianhu and Xiao Qiyu.

The Red Barbarian Cannons were at the front of the formation, while those two stood at the rear of the camp overseeing the battle, beyond his range, and surrounded by guards all wearing the same Steel Helmet, so he couldn't distinguish them from too far away.

Bai Wei had also sent several Military Sniper Rifles, but it was a pity that apart from Xiao Dabao, no other Northern Frontier soldiers knew how to use them; they couldn't hit anything.

Thus, Xiao Moting handed the task of sniping the gunners to Xiao Dabao.

After Xiao Dabao finished speaking, he pulled the trigger again.

Whoosh!

A bullet whistled as it flew toward the distance.

Another gunner hiding in the rear was shot in the head and fell to the ground.

The Imperial Army's gunners were almost completely wiped out, and the Red Barbarian Cannons became mere decorations.

Meanwhile, the Cannonballs of the Northern Frontier Army were slamming onto the battlefield one after another.

The situation on the battlefield had already reversed.

The Imperial Army suffered massive casualties, while the Northern Frontier Army had only a very small number of casualties; the disparity was huge.

Yang Tianhu's face was ashen, "Fifth Prince, let's retreat."

Xiao Qiyu gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

But he also knew that they couldn't force it now.

"Retreat!"

The soldiers immediately waved their flags, ordering a retreat.

Seeing the order to retreat, the Imperial Army fled toward the rear one after another.

This battlefield was too terrifying; the Northern Frontier Army had powerful rifles, cannons, and murderous Iron Vehicles... they had never seen these things before and now only wanted to escape with their lives.

Xiao Moting held the Binoculars and saw the Imperial Army beginning to retreat rapidly.

He sneered slightly, "Want to retreat? Too late."

Just as the Imperial Army was retreating, an army suddenly charged out from the rear, cutting off their path.

The general charging at the very front wore a white robe, his face handsome and cold, like a god of slaughter.

He charged into the enemy formation, swinging his Long Sword to hack, with almost no one able to stop him.

Yang Tianhu immediately reined in his horse, grinding his teeth in hatred.

"Zhou Yanli, I thought he was just protecting his own interests, but it turns out he was waiting here all along, hoping to reap the benefits while others fight."

Zhou Yanli, leading the Yuan Family Army and reinforcements from Beijiang, blocked the retreat of the Imperial Court Army.

Beside him, Zhang Yu also followed.

Hanging from Zhang Yu's war horse was a sound system.

The sound system played incessantly, "Surrender and you will not be killed! Prisoners will be treated well!"

Within the Imperial Army, many from the Yuan Family Army wavered and laid down their weapons.

"Zhou, why go to such lengths!" Xiao Qiyu shouted, "The Emperor detests Xiao Moting and will never name him Crown Prince. He also has a grudge against you, so helping him is useless! If you are willing to spare me, once I ascend the throne, I will surely appoint you as Grand Preceptor!"

Zhou Yanli reined in his horse and looked over quietly.

A light breeze stirred the hem of his robe and his ink-colored long hair.

Zhou Yanli wore a suit of silver War Armor that shimmered in the sunlight, his long hair tied up with a silver crown, giving him a more heroic air than usual.

He had fought his way here, beheading countless enemy soldiers; the Long Sword in his hand was stained with blood, yet his silver armor remained pristine, not a single drop of blood touching it.

His beautiful, cold eyes reflected Xiao Qiyu's disheveled figure.

"Fifth Prince, it was the Supreme Emperor of the Daliang Dynasty who wiped out my clan and holds a blood feud with me, not Xiao Moting."

"My clansmen lived in troubled times and were wiped out completely. But I hope that the people of Daliang can live in peace for generations."

"Xiao Moting has this ability; I help him not for the sake of others, but for the sake of all living beings under heaven."

Having said this, he raised his Long Sword.

"Fifth Prince, my apologies."

"Please, prepare to die!"

The Long Sword struck like a startled swan, attacking with lightning speed.

"Watch out!" Yang Tianhu cried out in alarm, rushing forward to block Zhou Yanli's sword with his broadsword, "Fifth Prince, you go first."

Xiao Qiyu was so frightened his face turned ashen; he knew Zhou Yanli was very strong.

"General Yang, I leave this to you."

After saying this, he turned his horse around and fled.

A trace of mockery flashed across Zhou Yanli's peerless face.

"Yang Tianhu, how long do you think you can hold me off?"

With that, he thrust his sword forward.

The sword shadows were continuous, and Yang Tianhu resisted in a panic, but he could not block them at all.

"Pfft!"

Fresh blood sprayed out.

With one strike, Zhou Yanli pierced into Yang Tianhu's chest.

"You..." Yang Tianhu looked down in horror, seeing the bloody hole in his chest, and then collapsed into a pool of blood with a thud.

"National Preceptor, Xiao Qiyu is truly a piece of work, abandoning Yang Tianhu and running away just like that." Zhang Yu rode over, "He had his personal guards with him, and we couldn't catch up."

Zhou Yanli flipped onto his horse and then raised his eyes to look into the distance.

Xiao Qiyu had already run quite far, leaving behind only a tiny silhouette.

Zhou Yanli remained expressionless, unslung a large bow from his back, raised his arm to draw it, and pulled the string to its full length.

Just as the Bow and Arrow left the string, his body suddenly stiffened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Whoosh."

The arrow shot out, missing its mark and grazing past Xiao Qiyu.

"National Preceptor, what is wrong?" Zhang Yu asked in alarm.