Chapter 107

  Shangguan Yuanwu and Shangguan Yuanbiao led two thousand wind troops, suddenly killing out from the barbarian army's main camp, greatly exceeding the expectations of the attacking barbarian soldiers. At this time, the barbarian soldiers were surrounded on all sides, their forces scattered, and the Shangguan brothers' surprise troops were like a dagger that sealed the throat at the sight of blood, directly inserting into the heart of the barbarian army.

  The Shangguan brothers were all masters who had reached the spiritual yuan realm, and as soon as they came into contact with the barbarian soldiers, they launched their ultimate technique, Wind Splitting Body Technique. The two brothers separately transformed into nine avatars, charging into the barbarian army's camp, first causing chaos among the enemy, then their true bodies charged in, cutting down anyone they met, killing whoever they encountered, just like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

  The general is brave and fierce, the soldiers below are also high in morale. Two thousand wind troops, like two thousand tigers going down the mountain, relying on the sharpness of the upper officials' brothers, followed by cutting and killing barbarian soldiers.

  Their sudden appearance threw the barbarian army into great disorder, especially those in front of the city gate who were directly impacted by the Upper Officer brothers. The rear barbarian troops were killed and retreated in disarray, while the front barbarian troops continued to attack the city, with the entire camp already disjointed and chaotic.

  At this time, Qiu Zhen and others in the city had seen their own reinforcements arrive, greatly boosting their morale. Xiao Mucqing did not delay for a moment, immediately waving his command flag to transmit military orders, opening the city gates and launching a full-scale attack.

  The barbarian soldiers who were pushing the thunder cart towards the city gate were still confused about what was happening, when suddenly the city gate opened wide. The Wind Army inside the city rushed out in a swarm, mixing with the barbarian soldiers and engaging in fierce battle.

  Shangguan Yuanwu held the head of the barbarian general, looked around and soon found the barbarian army's flag. He quickly discovered a barbarian general riding a tall horse in the barbarian camp, holding a flag with an eagle pattern, which was the flag of the Besa City-State.

  After watching for a while, Shangguan Yuanwu opened his mouth and rushed towards the barbarian general on horseback with his gun.

  He swept and stabbed with his spiritual spear, killing countless barbarian soldiers. He quickly rushed to the front of the barbarian general, who also noticed his approach. Before Shangguan Yuwu made a move, the barbarian general had already taken the lead in stabbing out a knife, aiming straight for Shangguan Yuwu's face. The latter let out a cold laugh, swung his spear with one hand, and easily deflected the opponent's knife. Then, he leaped up high, holding the spear with one hand, aimed at the barbarian general's head, and fiercely chopped down towards Mount Hua.

  The barbarian general hastily brandished his sword to parry, but the powerful blow unleashed by Shangguan Yunwu, whose skills were extremely refined, was not something he could withstand.

  With a loud "ka" sound, the barbarian general's spiritual knife was suddenly and violently shattered. The gun speed didn't decrease at all, continuing to smash towards the barbarian general's head.

  Plop!

  That barbarian general didn't even make a sound, his head was smashed to pieces by the gun butt, his headless corpse swayed back and forth on the war horse for a few times before falling straight down to the ground, the military flag also fell from his hand.

  Before the barbarian flag fell, Shangguan Yuanwu rushed to catch it and inserted the head of the barbarian general into the flag. Then he raised it high and shouted loudly: "Your general is dead! Those who don't want to follow in his footsteps should put down their weapons and surrender. If you are stubborn and still struggling, this will be your example!"

  The barbarian couldn't understand what he was saying, but his high-pitched voice caught the attention of the barbarian.

  The barbarian soldiers all looked towards him, and when people saw the severed head on their own army flag, they were shocked. To know that the commander-in-chief is the brain of an army, the death of the commander-in-chief means that the army has lost its brain, how can it still fight? What's more, the killing of the commander-in-chief had a huge blow to the morale of the soldiers.

  The news of the general's impending death spread like a plague among the barbarian troops, and for their morale, it was indeed a plague. Upon hearing the news, all the barbarian soldiers were thrown into chaos, losing their commander-in-chief, and did not know whether to continue attacking the city or not.

  On the battlefield, time is life. The enemy will not give you a moment to regroup or reorganize. Although the barbarian army is numerous, without their commander's unified leadership, they have become disorganized and fragmented, with each group fighting on its own, lacking coordination and cooperation. Morale has plummeted to an all-time low. If the initial battle was about capturing the city, now it's simply about survival. In contrast, the Wind Army is in high spirits, shouting and killing in unison. They launched a pincer movement against the barbarian army on the front line of the border city, defeating them utterly, causing them to flee in batches.

  On the tower, Xiao Miaoqing leaned on the arrow holder with his hand, staring at the battle outside the city without blinking, and it wasn't until now that the heart hanging in his throat finally fell back into place.

  Only to see the barbarian army's defeat was already a foregone conclusion, his tense mood finally relaxed, it can be said that this time against the enemy, from planning to commanding on the battlefield, he was greatly successful, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as having made great contributions. However, he didn't have the slightest look of relief, instead, his back straightened even more, his chin slowly rose, and a contemptuous expression flowed across his face.

  It's said that "in the midst of laughter and conversation, the sails and oars turn into flying smoke and disappear". That's exactly how Xiao Miaoqing feels right now.

  The barbarian troops are nothing more than this, twenty thousand new soldiers greatly defeating sixty thousand barbarian armies is not impossible! Thinking of this, the triumphant color on his face became even thicker, and subconsciously, his palms also grasped the command flag tighter.

  Xiao Muzheng and Qiu are the same kind of people, with the same youthful vigor, surpassing others in talent, and also having very big ambitions. It's precisely because they have too many similarities that a strong sense of rejection arises between them.

  It's just that the two of them chose different paths. Qiu Zhen took the path of a strategist, while Xiao Mucqing took the path of a commander.

  Under the inside and outside cooperation of Feng Jun, the barbarian army in front of Biancheng was the first to resist, and began to collapse completely. The mood of the collapse quickly affected other barbarian armies, first with small groups of barbarians following the collapse, and then batch after batch of barbarians fleeing into the territory of the Morpheus League.

  The barbarian army was defeated and retreated, the heavily armored cavalry besieging Tang Yin also did not want to continue to stay, in case the other side's large troops came, they would not be able to leave. Under the command of the cavalry commander, the barbarian army's heavy armor cavalry abandoned Tang Yin, the rear team became the vanguard, and followed the main force to escape back to their country.

  The heavily armored cavalry had more than 2,000 people at the beginning, but when they retreated, there were less than 2,000 people. Tang Yin almost single-handedly held back hundreds of enemy troops with his own strength, and more importantly, he alone delayed the most powerful and skilled close combat cavalry in the barbarian army, playing a crucial role in the great victory at the border city.

  The heavily armored cavalry of the barbarian army began to retreat, Tang Yin sheathed his sword and looked around, taking a deep breath. At this time, he surveyed the battlefield again, only to see wounded war horses everywhere, and barbarian generals' cavalrymen who had fallen to the ground and were unable to move. And when he looked for Cheng Jin and Ao Qing again, they were nowhere to be seen.

  "What a disaster! Could it be that those two were killed in the chaos of battle?"

  At the moment when Tang Yin was secretly anxious, the war horse not far from him suddenly rolled over, and then two 'red men' stood up from below. At first, Tang Yin was frightened, but after a closer look, these two were none other than Cheng Jin and Ao Qing. Both of them had bloodstains on their bodies, which could not be distinguished as their own or the enemy's. With a cold glance, they really looked like two red men.

  "Older brother!"

  Cheng Jin and Ao Qing walked forward side by side, panting.

  Tang Yin looked at them and asked: "Are you two all right?"

  "It's nothing!" Cheng Jin lowered his head and looked at the bloodstains on himself, laughing: "These are all the enemy warhorse's blood!"

  "The adult's method is very practical, specializing in horse legs, and it indeed greatly reduces the enemy cavalry's power!" Ao Qing continued.

  Tang Yin was taken aback at first, then laughed and said: "So you two have seen how he deals with his enemies!"

  "Yes!" Cheng Jin said: "Actually, I and Ao Qing didn't receive much attack from the enemy, they mainly put their energy on the adults!"

  This is the truth, the barbarian cavalry's attack on him and Ao Qing was not many, and they were always wandering around Tang Yin, because they did not suffer from siege, so they also had time to observe Tang Yin's situation against the enemy. Tang Yin's way of attacking the horse's legs was obviously a cure for the symptoms, finding the weakness of the barbarian heavy armor cavalry, Cheng Jin and Ao Qing both imitated him, but they were not good at rolling knives, and their movements were far less agile than Tang Yin's. In the battle, they were often splashed with horse blood all over their faces and bodies, and were often pressed down by fallen war horses, fortunately, the two had Ling armor to protect them, and they were not afraid of heavy pressure.

  Looking at the retreating cavalry and then at the battle situation in Biancheng, Cheng Jin exclaimed with surprise and joy: "The barbarian troops have been defeated!"

  The miserable situation of the barbarian soldiers at this time was also seen by Tang Yin, who swung his double knives and re-spiritualized them into a scythe. He turned his head and said: "Even if we are defeated, we cannot let them escape easily. Chase!" After finishing speaking, he chased after the fleeing barbarian soldiers to kill them.

  He didn't have the strength to chase after the cavalry of the barbarian army, but he had no intention of letting go of their infantry. Although the barbarian soldiers were fleeing in front, Tang Yin's speed was extremely fast, and with just a few arrow-steps, he had already greatly shortened the distance between them.

  While pursuing and killing the barbarian soldiers, he did not stop shouting loudly at the surrounding Wind Army: "Don't stop, immediately pursue and kill the enemy soldiers!"

  The Feng Jun who had just escaped from the city walls now all felt a sense of rebirth, seeing that the barbarian army had retreated, they were all planning to relax and take a good rest. However, Tang Yin's order immediately made their nerves tense up again. Pursue? If it was a pursuit, wouldn't they have to enter the territory of the Mo Fei Federation?

  In people's memory, since the war between the two countries, the Wind Army had never set foot in the Mofei Federation, and they had an instinctive fear of the land within Mofei.

  Tang Yin's order did not give people time to hesitate, the military order was like a mountain, and the general gave orders, how dare the soldiers not follow? Moreover, Tang Yin had taken the lead, rushing to the front, which somewhat alleviated the fear in Feng Jun's heart.

  Tang Yin led his troops in pursuit of the barbarian soldiers, chasing them for twenty miles.

  In these twenty miles, Tang Yin couldn't remember how many barbarian soldiers fell under his own blade, nor could he recall how many were transformed into spiritual energy and absorbed by him. All he remembered was that the entire twenty-mile stretch was a vast, endless grassland, boundless and edgeless, so expansive it took one's breath away. Along the way, they didn't encounter even a single barbarian city or town, nor did they come across a single village.

  This is the land of the barbarians!