Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Zhang Liao's smile was full of mockery.

The location of the Mongol Yuan's support was exactly as he had anticipated.

The enemy's reinforcements not only created a pincer attack threat against the front-line troops, but also exposed their rear to Zhang Liao, forcing Zhang Liao to mobilize the Imperial Guards Wolf Cavalry to attack.

But Zhang Liao had already seen through everything and didn't make the slightest move, remaining as steady as Mount Tai.

He knew what the other party was planning.

The enemy's target from the beginning was not the front line, but him and his Miracle Legion, the Feathered Wolf Riders.

Zhang Liao was certain that a legion of three-talented archers, similar to the Archery Battalion or something else, was lurking within the Mongol Yuan's defenses, ready to strike.

Waiting for the Imperial Guard Wolf Riders to plunge into the encirclement, then fiercely baring their fangs and biting into the Miracle Legion.

But Zhang Liao did not move; he saw through the Mongol Yuan's feigned command.

The armored cavalry can be ignored; they are heavy cavalry by nature, and their special talent framework makes their survivability comparable to that of heavy infantry. So even if they are attacked from both sides, they will have enough time to wait for reinforcements.

As for the twelve lightning bolts that got their butts stolen, that's even easier to deal with.

When he placed the Thirteen Roses in the middle, allowing the Eleventh and Twelfth Legions to attack from the left and right flanks, he had already planned to have the Thirteen Roses guard the rear of the two legions.

The Twelfth Army Corps did not advance straight forward, but rather cut in from the flank like a pair of pincers.

The only advantage of doing this is that it allows the Thirteen Rose Legion to escape as quickly as possible and block the rear of the Twelve Thunderbolt Legion.

The Mongol cavalry was indeed formidable, but to launch a frontal assault on the Thirteen Roses Legion was a joke.

When forces are evenly matched, a well-organized cavalry unit can never overcome a well-organized heavy infantry unit.

The stronger the heavy infantry, the more they are on the battlefield, provided their formation is not broken up.

To them, cavalry was useless except for their mobility. If they were not convinced, they would fight them head-on, and no matter what kind of cavalry they were, they would surely defeat them.

Although the Thirteen Roses was a rebuilt legion, they had been properly trained by Zhuge Liang. They had been attacked by Zhuge Liang with all kinds of attacks, which taught the Thirteen Roses how to deal with all types of attacks.

The Mongol cavalry's attacks struck Thirteen Roses like a gentle breeze across a hillside, utterly insignificant.

Even though they were suppressed, with the support of the 11th Legion's remote sacrifice, the Thirteen Roses managed to repel all the Mongol cavalry's attacks in these one-on-one legion duels.

Both Mongol cavalry units were blocked, and the Mongol commanders were at a loss. Zhang Liao held his troops still, but they couldn't afford to remain inactive.

Didn't you see Zhang Liao already mobilizing troops to encircle and annihilate these two Mongol cavalry units? What if these two legions are crippled?

Even if they have a legion of archers with three talents under their control, as well as other legions with three talents, it would be a pipe dream to try and wipe out the Miracle Legion.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow!"

The commander of the Royal Guard archers, Barras, roared as he gave the order.

The objective was clear: to directly strike two Mongol cavalry units.

After the Changshui Camp crippled the opposing archers, they remained inactive, waiting for the Mongol Yuan to reveal their trump card: archers.

It's just a matter of exchanging pieces. Although it's straightforward, that's how it is on the battlefield, and exchanging pieces is the most normal thing to do.

In Zhang Liao's view, as long as the exchange wasn't with the Imperial Guards Wolf Cavalry, he would accept any other legion as an option.

Of course, the Changshui Camp is not an option, as they are key to exchanging pieces. Apart from that, all other legions can be used for exchanging pieces.

After all, the opponent is also a three-talented army. To annihilate a three-talented army without taking any damage would be too arrogant. Even the Miracle Legion cannot do such a thing.

With the Changshui River not flowing and the Mongol archers hesitant to move, the Balas became the most active archer legion on the battlefield.

By suppressing the enemy on the left and providing support on the right, they put considerable pressure on the Mongol Yuan dynasty.

But they only scratched the surface, lacking the initial, all-out, frenzied burst of energy.

But now that he had his sights set on the Mongol cavalry, Balas went berserk again, and tens of thousands of arrows rained down on the Mongol cavalry in an instant.

"So patient?" Zhang Liao raised an eyebrow as he looked at the Mongol Yuan's still inactive battle line. Although he had seen through their plan, the other party's composure was truly unexpected.

But things have come to this point, and calmness alone cannot solve the problem.

"Royal Court Guard Cavalry, charge forward and annihilate them!"

Seeing that the effect was not good, Zhang Liao dropped another bombshell: the Royal Court Guard Cavalry, an imperial guard of the same rank as the armored cavalry.

While its defense is somewhat lacking, its combat prowess is undeniable. The suppression effect carried by its talent can effectively suppress the opponent's combat power. Combined with the enhancement of its own strength, it can put up a fight against most legions.

Under Zhang Liao's command, they charged towards the Mongol cavalry amidst a whistling rain of arrows.

The Mongol cavalry, which should have been attacking the armored cavalry from both sides, were now the ones being attacked from both sides.

Zhang Liao was a step ahead, directly thwarting the Mongol Yuan's trap and turning the tables by putting the noose around the Mongol Yuan's neck.

The Mongol commander's face darkened. He had no choice but to reveal his trump card and order the entire army to launch an attack, overwhelming Xinghan with the force of a massive tidal wave.

After several spatial teleportations, the situation has completely reversed.

The Mongol army's three-talented archers directly targeted the royal guard cavalry, which was unavoidable.

Thirteen Roses, Pato Armored Warriors, Armored Cavalry, Royal Guard Cavalry... of all the legions that can be attacked, only the Royal Guard Cavalry has the lowest defense.

Even the Eleven Eagle Flags and Twelve Lightning Bolts have superior defensive capabilities.

In fact, if it weren't for the Changshui Camp, they wouldn't have been in such a hurry. The Royal Guard Cavalry was definitely not the best choice; in fact, it could be considered a trap.

But they knew very well that if they didn't act now, they might not even have the chance to act at all. The entire battle line was moving, and if they didn't move, they would be easy targets.

They only have one chance to make a move, and once they do, the Changshui Camp will definitely keep a close eye on them.

They will then have only two options: fire and immediately move away, or engage in a firefight with Changshui Battalion.

The Mongol Yuan side naturally chose the first option, having already experienced the power of the Changshui River.

In a shootout, Changshui is basically worth two men; without two legions, it's impossible to engage Changshui in a rain of arrows exchange.

Zhang Liao anticipated the Mongol Yuan's command and temporarily focused all his cloud-based defensive energy on the Royal Court Guard cavalry. Although he couldn't completely avoid the fate of the enemy, and a large number of Royal Court Guard cavalry were still shot down by the arrow rain, he at least mitigated some of the losses.

The arrows from the Changshui Camp fell in response, almost the instant the Royal Court Guard Cavalrymen began their march in Rome, they had already fired arrows at the Mongol archers.

Watching the archer legion's attack fizzle out after just one round, the Mongol commander sighed deeply. It wasn't that the Mongol Empire lacked defensive support units, but unfortunately, they were all focused on dealing with Chi You. He had none, and could only be relentlessly attacked.

Even though it was only one round, it did have an effect, disrupting the charge of the royal guard cavalry and giving the Mongol cavalry a chance to catch their breath.

With the addition of several legions that were successively deployed to the battlefield, the Mongol commanders had staked everything on the war.

The situation was extremely chaotic. The Mongol commander's all-out offensive disrupted the situation, causing the entire battlefield to descend into chaos.

The armies were entangled together, and coupled with the previous situation, a chaotic situation immediately arose in which each side was intertwined with the other.

But it was precisely this chaotic situation that allowed Zhang Liao to see a constantly evolving flaw.

"Imperial Guard Wolf Riders, follow me and kill!"

Zhang Liao no longer remained still and charged forward on horseback. When the towering pillar of light appeared on the horizon, Zhang Fei on the other side immediately chose to charge forward as well.

He was meant to be the hidden blade behind Zhang Liao, and the moment Zhang Liao drew all his attention, Zhang Fei went all in.

"I am Zhang Yide of Yan! Anyone who stands in my way shall die!"

With a roar like that of a tiger and a dragon, Zhang Fei, carrying his eighteen-foot spear, charged into the enemy ranks, his aura of fear emanating from him.

Many soldiers near Zhang Fei were so overwhelmed by fear that their minds went blank, and in the next instant, they were all swept away by Zhang Fei's overwhelming force.

"kill!"

Zhang Fei's roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the army behind him surged towards the Mongol Yuan defenses like an iron torrent.

Cao Ang led the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry in the charge. With the combined talents of Zhang Fei and Cheng Yu, almost all the soldiers unleashed a portion of their limits, displaying combat power far exceeding their usual levels.

The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry were even more frenzied; they smashed through the Mongol soldiers who were blocking their way, broke through the defensive line, and began a massacre.

"Stop them!" A Mongol general shouted as he saw Cao Ang rush in, leading his personal guards to intercept him.

He didn't have the courage to stop Zhang Fei. At this moment, the aura of fear surrounding Zhang Fei had completely erupted, crushing everything around him. Even though he was a warrior, he still didn't have the courage to face Zhang Fei.

Just hearing Zhang Fei's roar made him feel a chill in his heart, and he had no intention of blocking Zhang Fei at all.

But fear of Zhang Fei did not mean he was not resolute; he immediately gathered around Cao Ang.

"Do you really think I'm a pushover?"

Cao Ang looked at the Mongol generals charging towards him. They were the same guys who had escaped from Zhang Fei's side, yet they were rushing towards him. What did they mean by this? Did they really think that he, the king, had no temper?

"Roar!" The tiger beneath Cao Ang suddenly roared, and then Cao Ang thrust out his spear.

"How is this possible?" The Mongol general, clutching the spear pierced through the heart, stared at Cao Ang in disbelief.

In that instant, the tiger's roar momentarily distracted him, and then Cao Ang's spear pierced his chest.

"Are you stupid? What I ride is not some mount, but the demon king allied with my Wei family!" Cao Ang sneered, flicking his spear and sending the Mongol general flying.

After the emergence of the African demon race, Cao Wei actively made contact, shared the training methods of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, and then formed a close alliance.

The African demon king produces tigers and leopards, while Cao Ang provides resources for cultivating elite talents. Together, they have created a large force of tiger and leopard cavalry.

It was thanks to the large number of existing troops that Cao Ang was able to cultivate the current elite Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

Furthermore, what appears to be an ordinary tiger beneath Cao Ang is actually a demon king from Africa, whose fighting power surpasses that of Cao Ang.

With the two working together, ordinary beings breaking through the barrier under the clouds are no match for them, let alone those whose minds have been taken over by Zhang Fei, making them even less of a match.

"Hahahaha, may all of you die, Grandpa Zhang!"

Zhang Fei casually flicked his spear, sending all the Mongol generals and officers hanging on it like skewers of candied hawthorns flying.

These officers had the courage to face Zhang Fei, but they lacked the strength to do so.

Zhang Fei's two large arms shimmered with an indestructible golden radiance, and his combat power was soaring.

By absorbing fear, Zhang Fei forcibly activated his special mode, which can be called the Fear Demon God Mode.

Even if Lü Bu were right in front of him, Zhang Fei was confident that he could rush up and fight Lü Bu for three hundred rounds, and then knock Lü Bu off his horse.

Wherever Zhang Fei went, corpses littered the ground, and no one dared to stop him.

Unlike other officers who might be forced to retreat by the superior numbers of elite troops, only those with unwavering resolve dared to face Zhang Fei, let alone force him to retreat.

Zhang Fei brandished his eighteen-foot spear, like a black dragon storming into the Mongol Yuan military and political arena, casually crushing everything in sight.

Cao Ang was completely stunned. He was just celebrating that he had taken down a Breakthrough Realm expert, which was a great achievement.

Looking up again, he saw that Zhang Fei, who had been not far away just moments before, seemed to be on the verge of breaking through the entire defensive line.

Not only was Cao Ang stunned, but Xiahou Yuan and Xiahou Dun also had bitter expressions on their faces. What kind of monsters were these?

Even more desperate was the Mongol commander, who was frantically dealing with Zhang Liao. At the moment Zhang Liao charged, he thought Zhang Liao was the real main attacker.

Furthermore, Zhang Liao saw through the shadow cast by his transfer, which led him to choose to stop Zhang Liao at all costs.

Several legions were airdropped in an attempt to block Zhang Liao from breaching the defenses.

He did succeed; even with the Miracle Legion's charging power, they couldn't tear apart the battle line blocked by three or four three-talented warriors working together.

Before he could even rejoice, his subordinate reported that while he had managed to block Zhang Liao, Zhang Fei had already broken through.

There was no miracle legion, no military spirit, and even Zhang Fei himself only led a royal guard.

As a result, because of Zhang Fei's unique abilities, he managed to lead the entire army through the Mongol Yuan's defenses and directly cut off the flow of Mongol Yuan's resources.

This affected not only Zhang Fei's side of the battle, but also Yu Jin and Jiang Wei's side.

The moment they sensed the cloud formation weakening, Yu Jin and Jiang Wei launched another attack, aiming to completely sever the Mongol Yuan's battle lines into several segments.

The Mongol commander's forehead was covered in large beads of sweat.

They gave him so many troops, and now he's been beaten to a pulp. There's really no way to explain this.

But he truly had no choice; Zhang Fei, whom he valued the least, had somehow achieved the best results. (End of Chapter)