Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Compared to Zhao Yun's appeal that White Horse could not be improved, the fake White Horse exposed its weaknesses the moment they clashed.

The ability to control the unit is too poor. Even if the unit is an all-around unit, it is theoretically able to exert all the effects that its talents should have.

The problem is that their extraordinary talent goes beyond the realm of omnipotence, and they simply can't replicate the incredible speed they've acquired through imitation and theft.

Although Zhao Yun verbally mocked the Mongol Yuan dynasty's imitation white horse.

But his inner fear had reached its peak.

The level of the opposing copycat army is getting closer and closer to the original.

The fake white horse in front of us is even able to rival the real white horse in a straight line.

Although they currently have the upper hand, the disappearance of the first two legions cast a shadow over Zhao Yun's mind.

Objectively speaking, after paying a price of over three thousand, the fake white horse now possesses nearly ninety percent of the level of the white horse.

Clearly, the Mongol Yuan dynasty couldn't find a way to restrain the White Horse Cavalry, a force known for its military prowess, in the short term.

Legions that move at such extreme speed are incredibly difficult to kill.

For example, the Vanguard Death Squad is said to be able to counter White Horse, but with Xinghan's support, White Horse has actually already broken through the Vanguard's kinetic arrows and other moves.

White Horse has no natural enemies now. Even the Miracle Legion, when alone, cannot do anything to White Horse.

Being fast means you can do whatever you want.

Therefore, the Mongol Yuan's staff directly pulled out a replica legion.

You can be as arrogant as you want, I'll just copy and imitate you exactly.

Even if individuals can't catch up, I can make up for the gap with sheer numbers.

Trading three three-talent legions for one of your ultimate legions might not be profitable for the Mongol Yuan, but you'll definitely suffer the consequences.

This kind of simple and brutal exchange could only be used by an empire with a deep foundation like the Mongol Yuan Dynasty.

However, for the Mongol Yuan dynasty, this tactic was generally only used when there was absolutely no other way.

In most cases, they are able to take some restraint.

Zhao Yun is now experiencing this firsthand.

In theory, the White Horse Army with the Soul of the Army is not afraid of this tactic. After exchanging pieces, the White Horse Army can replenish its troops, and the speed will definitely be faster than that of the Mongol Yuan Army.

If you insist that the Mongol Yuan dynasty had the resources of ten replica legions and didn't need to replenish their troops, then no matter what legion you replace them with, there's really nothing you can do.

Differences in quantity can sometimes also reflect differences in strength.

But reality is much crueler than theory.

Speed ​​is not an easy talent to master. The soldiers transformed from military spirit may perform at the same level as the replica legion.

Without the accumulation of time, it is difficult for both sides to widen the gap in control, which is the significance of veterans.

On the Mongol border pass, Tarimur watched the effects transmitted back from the front lines.

"Is this how you deal with this legion? How shameless!" Tarimur curled his lip, in his eyes this tactic was utterly shameless.

Stealing someone else's talent and then overwhelming them with sheer numbers—what's the difference between that and being a scoundrel?

"It works very well, doesn't it?"

Kukulor, the commander of the replica legion, remained calm and unmoved by Tarimur's mockery.

When they embarked on this path, they were already aware that their purpose was to help the Mongol Empire clear away all obstacles.

"The other side has retreated. What are your plans now?" Tarim asked, pointing at the video feed.

“Speed ​​is indeed a good thing. We will monitor the movements of the enemy army. General Tarimur, you should prepare for battle!” Kukulor said calmly.

"Me, accept the challenge?" Tarim frowned, not understanding what the other party meant.

“This is the weakest point in the encirclement, and the other side will definitely attack here!” Kukulor remained calm.

"The entire pass, including us, has less than 40,000 men. It will be quite difficult to fight against the enemy's army."

Tarim's scalp tingled. He quickly threw himself onto the map and examined it closely. His head was bigger than two heads. He realized that the other party wasn't talking nonsense, but had actually pointed out a sharp problem.

They were about to face a fierce attack from the Xinghan army, and at the same time, military orders were issued to Tarimur.

"Hold the pass at all costs! Reinforcements will arrive a day and a half after the siege begins!"

The terrible orders gave Tarim a headache; in other words, if it weren't for the White Horse Cavalry, he might have had to fight an army of 100,000 with only 30,000 men.

This is a clash between two massive empires, not some kingdom or tribe. They will be facing a strong opponent, not some insignificant nobody.

With 30,000 men against 100,000, if it weren't for the advantage of defending the city and having the advantage of terrain, he would have already started cursing.

Even so, his expression was unusually somber.

"If the enemy attacks the city walls, can your legion switch to other states?" Tarim asked about the structure of the replica legion.

"Sure, but our primary task is still to deal with that pure white speed legion. To a large extent, our mission is to drag that legion down to hell with us."

Kukulor's voice exploded in Tarimur's heart like a thunderbolt. He had been wondering why Kukulor could be so indifferent, as if nothing could affect his emotions.

It turns out that Kukulor was already determined to die; their goal was to drag the white horse down to hell.

An extremely fast legion is far too dangerous. If they cannot eliminate this pure white legion directly, their future may be greatly restricted as a result.

Therefore, Kukulor was prepared to die.

Meanwhile, realizing they only had three paths to take, White Horse was being suppressed by the enemy.

Jiang Wei and Xu Shu couldn't help but wonder if the siege was a trap.

At first glance, the encirclement is still quite large, and they have plenty of time to break through the city before the encirclement closes in.

But when the replica of the white horse appeared, they couldn't help but wonder if the enemy's reinforcements might suddenly appear behind them during the siege.

With the white horse as a backup, regardless of whether the opponent appears or not, the white horse can hold them back and prevent them from increasing their speed.

But now, the white horse has been overwhelmed by numbers and has lost the qualification to be a support, and it is even being targeted by others.

Jiang Wei and Xu Shu had to consider whether there were truly three paths for them.

"I suspect that the Mongol Yuan dynasty also possessed a technology similar to the Rainbow Bridge, which could directly deploy legions within a designated area..."

Xu Shu could no longer continue speaking at this point.

This is the worst-case scenario. If that's the case, their best course of action now is to withdraw their troops immediately.

But they were the vanguard, and clearing minefields was one of their missions this time.

"Given the current situation, our best option has become to move closer to Jingzhou, to put ourselves in a do-or-die situation, but... this is probably also part of their plan to encircle us!"

Jiang Wei was deeply troubled. They suddenly felt that no matter what they did, they were already being manipulated by the enemy. The biggest problem was still the vast disparity in troop strength; they couldn't counter the enemy's schemes.

If he had an army of 500,000, Jiang Wei would definitely have broken through the pass under pressure and then directly pointed his troops at the opposing royal court.

Unfortunately, he only had 100,000 troops, and the vast majority of them were puppet soldiers, whose combat power was inferior to others.

"How about I propose we split into two groups?" Xu Shu said to Jiang Wei after a moment of contemplation.

"You mean we attack the passes and force Yu Jin to move towards Jingzhou?"

"No, quite the opposite!"

"We'll take all the cavalry directly towards Jingzhou, and send the infantry to attack the passes!" Xu Shu's eyes flashed with decisiveness.

Jiang Wei fell into deep thought. Xu Shu's move could be described as a brave man cutting off his own arm, but the question was, could they really break the deadlock by giving up these things?
Judging from the map, they split their forces into two groups, which allowed them to maximize the effectiveness of their cavalry and infantry.

After all, their cavalry couldn't attack cities, and their infantry had difficulty following them in large-scale strategic infiltrations.

"Yu Jin and Xu Huang will stay behind to attack the city. If they can capture it, we will turn back and join them. If they are surrounded and attacked, we will cooperate with Chi You to intercept their encirclement and create an opportunity for Chi You!"

The two quickly reached an agreement, and the army began to set off in an orderly manner, with the 100,000 troops splitting into two groups to begin their operations.

The replica legion, blinded by the light and shadow of the Fifth Lark, circled the army, ready to chase after the white horse at any moment.

Only 30,000 troops remained inside the pass, and Tarim was overwhelmed.

But he didn't know that Yu Jin outside the Great Wall had an even bigger problem.

The fifth lark concealed the cavalry's departure, and the white horse swept across the battlefield, so the Mongol Yuan forces didn't even notice its departure for the time being.

Therefore, the fake White Horse kept harassing the main army, and Yu Jin could only strengthen his defenses and look for an opportunity to kill the fake White Horse in one fell swoop.

"Let's fight! We're going to make a scene!"

After being stuck outside the pass for half a day, Xu Huang offered advice to Yu Jin.

“I’ve used my light and shadow to scout the area, and there are currently no enemies nearby. If we’re going to attack the city, this is the best time for us!” Palmiro also advised Yu Jin.

Yu Jin gave a wry smile. Once the siege began, there would be no stopping it.

But now, they really have no other choice.

"Have the craftsmen assemble the catapults; we're ready to begin the siege!" Yu Jin exhaled and slowly gave the order.

We should use cannon fodder to test the waters first, at least to figure out how much trouble the other side can cause on the defensive side.

Following Yu Jin's order, several disassembled catapults were reassembled and began hurling boulders at the city walls.

This thing has a very low damage output and accuracy, but it's quite effective at demoralizing people.

After all, no one knows whether the next stone will hit them, which creates an invisible sense of pressure.

After the catapults fired two rounds, the city immediately launched a counterattack.

"Have the priests locate the catapults and blow them up!" Tarimur ordered coldly.

Things like the Heaven and Earth Essence Cannon are not very effective against city walls protected by cloud formations.

However, this primitive yet improved catapult could easily bypass cloud protection and launch direct attacks.

The priests of the Eternal Heaven easily predicted the coordinates of the catapults, adjusted the firing angle, and quickly launched an attack.

Several catapults were locked onto almost instantly by a rain of arrows loaded with the Legion's attack.

Amidst a deafening roar, the catapult was blasted to smithereens.

"Be careful, enemies are approaching!" the priest of the Eternal Heaven cried out in his final prophecy.

Under the control of the Fifth Lark's light and shadow, a large number of puppet soldiers rushed directly to the city walls and began their siege.

The archer legion, which had been on high alert, seemed to have become a joke at this moment.

Before Tarim could even get angry, Xu Huang, completely concealed by light and shadow, charged straight up the city wall.

"Come at me!"

Xu Huang killed several Mongol soldiers in front of him with a single stroke and seized a section of the city wall with lightning speed.

The main force followed closely behind Xu Huang, advancing towards both sides.

Arrows rained down, and Xu Huang, clad in triple armor, wielding a halberd in one hand and a sword in the other, led the charge, slaughtering his way through the city walls.

Meanwhile, the Mongol soldiers on both sides fought to the death and refused to retreat.

Xu Huang's main force consisted entirely of veteran soldiers who had followed him for many years. In addition, the situation in Xinghan had been very good in recent years, and the veteran soldiers under Xu Huang's command were quite wealthy.

In addition, Xu Huang contributed half of the funds, and the remaining soldiers paid for it themselves, so they were equipped with quite excellent gear.

The latest Mo family three-barreled gun, one for everyone.

Although it's called a three-barreled gun, it's nothing like a real three-barreled gun.

This has nothing to do with gunpowder; it's simply compressing energy and then propelling it out.

Of course, this thing is quite dangerous.

"Load the three-barreled guns and take them down!"

Upon seeing what appeared to be a group of experts approaching, Xu Huang immediately retreated and roared loudly.

Upon hearing the order, Xu Huang's personal guards naturally raised their hands, accompanied by a roar from Xu Huang.

Thousands of bullets imbued with the essence of heaven and earth were fired directly at the Mongol soldiers who were more than ten steps away.

In an instant, the Mongol soldiers on the city wall fell like wheat being harvested. Taking advantage of the chaos among the Mongol soldiers, Xu Huang led his most elite troops to charge into the front of the Mongol soldiers.

The morale of the troops who had ascended the city walls was high, and they firmly suppressed the Mongol soldiers.

"I didn't expect it to be so easy?" Xu Huang was somewhat surprised as he cut down the Mongol soldier in front of him.

After all, this level looked very difficult, but they actually used the light and shadow to catch them completely off guard.

"Don't even think about it! Get off the city wall!"

Tarim drew his bow, aimed at Xu Huang's position, and shot the arrow.

Xu Huang deflected the arrows with his steel sword, but in the next instant, a dense barrage of arrows rained down on him from head to toe.

Xu Huang felt a chill run down his spine; he hadn't expected the other side to be so desperate.

Xu Huang broke through the first volley of arrows, several arrows still attached to his body. He swung his weapon and unleashed his most powerful attack in the direction of Tarimur.

However, his full-force attack missed its mark and landed on the ground, as if his opponent were invisible.

Xu Huang then realized that what they had seen before were also images, or rather, materialized phantom soldiers. (End of Chapter)