Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

"Charge through in one fell swoop!"

The moment Gildre noticed the arrows, he knew Lu Xun's plan, so he urged the soldiers covered in arrows to rush forward.

With divine protection, they had no need to worry about being targeted by high-powered arrows, and although the rapid-fire arrows were numerous, they were unlikely to cause any damage. The power of the arrow rain was not so great that the allied swordsmen and shieldmen could not defend against it.

The soldiers at the forefront immediately raised their shields and charged forward, braving the rain of arrows, heading straight for the central army of the Xinghan army.

If Xinghan's offensive was a pincer movement, then the Allied Forces' offensive was a trident movement.

"Charlemagne, get ready, fighting has begun at the front, prepare for battle!" Gilles de Rais informed Joan of the situation from another of her close associates.

The boy, who claimed to have inherited the legacy of Charlemagne, called himself Charlemagne II. No one believed him; they all thought he was a strong but brainless guy.

But Joan of Arc chose to believe, helping Charlemagne II to form the Order of the Holy Knights and assembling all twelve warriors chosen by Charlemagne.

Many people thought Charlemagne II was a madman, but Joan of Arc firmly believed in him, after all, she even encountered gods.

It was only natural that Charlemagne would choose a young boy to save his shattered kingdom.

"Understood, I will bring victory back!"

Charlemagne drew his sword, looked at the reflection on the spine of the blade, and his face was full of confidence.

"I hope so!" Gilderley had no doubt about Charlemagne II's confidence; although the man was a madman, he did indeed possess great power.

His formidable martial prowess made him Joan of Arc's top general, and his contributions in charging into battle were indeed indispensable.

"Order the mages in the rear to activate the magic array, multi-layered restrictions on the combat power of the Easterners. This time, we absolutely cannot let them escape!"

Gildre stared at the situation on the battlefield, his face solemn.

Although they defeated Lu Xun several times and thwarted his plan to sweep through the enemy lines, none of their victories were particularly glorious.

As for the glorious victories in the propaganda, they were all embellished.

After all, to boost morale and enhance cohesion, it is necessary to slightly exaggerate their achievements; only in this way can more forces be mobilized.

But as the supreme commander, Gildre knew very well that each retreat was an orderly one, and their pursuit would not gain any advantage over the enemy.

Previously, the Knights had pursued too far and were ambushed by Lu Xun, almost resulting in their annihilation. If Joan of Arc hadn't arrived with the army's spirit, the entire Knights would have been doomed.

A colorful array of magic circles enveloped the earth, and Lu Xun's face darkened even more.

Judging from this, the other party definitely knew that they were coming here in advance.

However, he had not revealed his own marching route to anyone but himself, nor had he even recorded it with pen and paper. He had been using his mental abilities to interfere with the enemy's advance until just before the start of the march, yet the enemy still managed to predict it in advance.

This kind of predictive ability is a nightmare for troop deployment.

Lu Xun forcibly suppressed his agitation and continued to adjust the formation.

"Interfering with willpower...suppressing power...destructive enhancement..."

Lu Xun used his mental power to sense the effects of the many magic arrays set up by Joan of Arc. These etchings were connected to the clouds and could be used even under the clouds.

It's like a series of fixed, deadly formations.

"These magic arrays must be destroyed. Load the catapults and ballistae and bombard the array nodes!"

Lu Xun ordered his soldiers to launch explosive attacks on the designated area. These magic arrays were ultimately ineffective; destroying some of the nodes would render them largely useless.

The various negative effects, when added together, do indeed have a significant impact on large-scale military operations.

"Where is Zhu Ling? Destroy the core node!"

Lu Xun quickly deciphered the core areas of many magic arrays from the colorful effects.

In order to influence the main army, its magic array could not be placed in the rear, but in the central area of ​​the battle between the two armies, only closer to the allied forces.

"Charge with me!" Zhu Ling roared after receiving the order. The effects of these magic arrays were disgusting to them. They had almost no destructive power, but they were constantly being pricked by needles and subjected to annoying noises in their ears.

Each of these factors affected the soldiers' mental state, and many were killed by their opponents while they were numb.

"kill!"

The heavy infantry, carrying swords and shields, advanced slowly forward like tanks under Zhu Ling's leadership. Although they were not as fast as cavalry, their imposing momentum made all the Allied soldiers who saw this scene feel a chill in their hearts.

The overwhelming momentum was successfully transformed into a substantial suppressive effect in Lu Xun's hands.

Facing the allied soldiers of Zhu Ling's army, he felt as if his hands and feet were tied, making it difficult for him to perform his duties.

The war between the two sides deteriorated into a contest of who was worse.

For Guildre, this was not an acceptable fact.

"Charlemagne!"

At his command, the Paladin Legion, led by Charlemagne II, surged forward with astonishing momentum, nearly reaching the level of a third-tier warrior. With their incredible speed, they broke through the vanguard and charged towards the allied lines.

"The eternal and unchanging light, the ever-changing radiance."

"In order to reveal the king's might, we will inscribe our legend on this sword."

"Revealing the Twelve Shining Swords that illuminate the world under Wang Wei's might!"

Charlemagne II, wielding the holy sword, charged directly into Xinghan's flank, his movements like a scorpion's tail whipping around, disrupting the entire formation.

"Well done!" Gilderley noticed the chaos in the formation, his face lighting up with delight. He immediately mobilized all his soldiers to launch a mobile suppression, creating a better opening for Charlemagne II's surprise attack.

"Marshal, General Dian has sent word that the person wielding the holy sword is no ordinary person. All officers and soldiers should not confront him, and it is best to avoid encountering him!"

When Lu Xun heard the message from Dian Wei, a hint of surprise flashed across his face. He hadn't expected Dian Wei to send someone specifically to say this.

This wasn't his first time meeting Charlemagne, and he had a certain understanding of Joan of Arc's right-hand man.

Their fighting style is very similar to that of the Sun Knights, possessing high mobility and high destructive power. They can even use the commander's legion talent to achieve some reality-distorting effects, making them extremely powerful for both offense and defense.

Dian Wei sensed Charlemagne's aura from afar with a solemn expression. Although he was far away and the aura was not clear, the restrained power he sensed made him realize that the other party was definitely a big problem.

This aura reminded him of Guan Yu, who also focused his power on one point and then unleashed it all at once. If the opponent wasn't strong enough, it would definitely be an instant kill.

If the commander-in-chief is killed, it will definitely cause a very serious chain reaction, and may even lead to the collapse of the entire battle line.

Lu Xun was a man who listened to advice, so he directly sent his spearmen and shieldmen forward, misleading the enemy's judgment with a miscalculation, causing them to deviate from their intended objective and break away from their original formation instead of directly attacking the central army.

Although it doesn't solve the problem directly, it's enough to buy time.

Given enough time, many things can be reversed. "Ah!" Charlemagne angrily swung his holy sword, slicing through several spears, followed by more spears thrusting towards him.

Fortunately, the steed he was riding was also a divine steed with extremely strong self-protection capabilities and was covered in heavy armor. Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago by such a concentrated barrage of attacks.

Charlemagne was incredibly frustrated. He had been preparing his deadly sword all the way, but he hadn't encountered a single officer worthy of his attention.

The opposing side wouldn't fight him at all; they'd rather abandon the battle line and stay far away than see him.

They appeared to act with impunity within the ranks of the army, but they were consistently unable to achieve any valuable results.

They were merely futilely moving between the various legion formations, especially when their living space was squeezed by both spearmen and shieldmen, forcing them to force a breakout and retreat to the other side.

Charlemagne was furious. Although he had successfully infiltrated and disrupted the enemy formation, he had not achieved any substantial results. The enemy's formation had not been broken at all, and he had completely wasted the opportunity that Gilderey had given him.

His roar was full of rage, and his attack, which had been building up to its limit, had no one to vent it on.

"boom!"

A burst of sword light shot into the sky, instantly killing more than a dozen spearmen in front of him.

However, this attack did not frighten the soldiers on Xinghan's side at all, and Charlemagne could only leave the formation under the pressure of the hail of bullets.

Now that things have come to this, all he can do is adjust his mindset and wait for the next opportunity.

Gilles de Rais could only snort coldly when he saw Charlemagne return empty-handed.

"Adjust the array's effects, strengthen the suppression, and prevent the opponent from destroying the array's core!"

All the effects of the magic arrays that would have been beneficial to the attack were extinguished, and all the energy was poured into the suppression to hinder the advance of Zhu Ling, Ling Tong, and Ling Cao.

A dim, earthy yellow light spread rapidly from the allied forces' ranks across the land, sweeping across the ground towards the advancing Xinghan soldiers.

In just a moment, all the soldiers felt a vague sense of restraint.

However, this earthy yellow glow only lasted for a moment, as if it had encountered some fatal blow, and then dissipated.

"You really think I can't do anything about this stuff?"

Lu Xun snorted coldly. Since Zhu Ling and the others couldn't break through, he could only forcefully use his mental power to shake the clouds and destroy the core of the formation.

However, this kind of destruction is only temporary. We still need to find a way to break through and truly destroy the core.

If he were facing someone else, Lu Xun would still dare to use that bluffing tactic.

But this approach is completely meaningless when facing Joan of Arc.

Lu Xun was also feeling uneasy. The other side seemed to have almost the military genius Yue Fei's abilities, always able to make the right choices.

Therefore, he dared not harbor any illusions.

At the same time, the solidified pattern representing the ultimate Xuanxiang in the sky quickly took shape, and the front line of Xinghan entered a berserk enhancement state, while the negative effects were shared equally by the rear and middle lines.

"It's not much different. Since you can't play dirty tricks, then I'll fight you with open strategies!" Lu Xun's face was contorted with rage, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The backlash from forcibly mobilizing mental energy to cause destruction was quite severe, but there was no time to worry about that at the moment.

We must use the most aggressive offensive to put pressure on the opponent and openly extend an invitation to them.

If Joan of Arc can lead her men to break through Dian Wei's defenses, then he has lost.

Conversely, if Dian Wei had held on, Joan of Arc would have been the one to suffer.

Lu Xun was also pushed to his limit.

Previously, he might have chosen to abandon most of the expanded territory and trade time for space.

But after seeing the nascent form of the imperial will, Lu Xun understood that he absolutely could not delay any longer.

If a new empire were to be established under Joan of Arc's leadership, then everything would be over.

He might actually be pushed back all the way, and in the end, he would suffer heavy losses and flee back to Xinghan in a sorry state, and then never recover.

This was not Lu Xun's paranoia, but a warning that the Star Han Empire's will brought to Lu Xun the moment he saw the rudimentary form of the opposing empire's will.

Xinghan currently lacks the resources to launch a war of annihilation. If it gets bogged down in a quagmire, the hard-won development time will be wasted.

Lu Xun understood everything, which is why he boldly placed his bets on Dian Wei.

Since this is the place with the highest probability of success, he will not back down.

"I am Joan of Arc, charge with me!"

Joan of Arc accepted the challenge, confident that she would win regardless of who the enemy was.

Joan of Arc's main force, the Legion of Saint Michael, boldly followed her in launching a charge.

The talent framework of the Saint Michael Legion is very simple: arming with the essence of heaven and earth and attacking and defending with the mind. The special effect of the military spirit is to transform into an angel.

Bathed in holy light, the soldiers of Saint Michael's Legion seemed like angels descending from heaven, wielding their greatswords enhanced by the essence of heaven and earth, and charging towards Lu Xun's direction.

The soldiers of Saint Michael's Legion are very strong. Even among the legions with strong military spirit and three talents, they are extremely powerful. The holy light attached to their two-handed greatswords has considerable destructive power within a few meters.

Combined with the protective field inherent in Holy Light, a protective layer can be stably formed around the body during battle, in addition to the defensive enhancement brought by Joan of Arc waving the Holy Banner.

Saint Michael's Legion broke through the battle line from the front and then advanced straight towards Lu Xun's location.

This was the stage designed by Lu Xun. The central army was almost completely left undefended, concentrating all its forces on the flanks for a powerful assault.

"All troops, listen to my command and charge!"

The moment he saw Joan of Arc, Dian Wei hoisted his shield and gave the order to charge to the Imperial Guards beside him.

Like an unstoppable torrent, the Imperial Guards, carrying shields, followed behind Dian Wei and launched a counter-charge against Joan of Arc and her Saint Michael's Legion.

Both sides were very confident and showed no intention of backing down.

"Break it for me!"

Joan of Arc waved the holy banner, a banner that embodied the will of the empire, its strength amplified to an exaggerated degree, surpassing even the divine artifacts that had given birth to spirits.

Prior to this, Joan of Arc had been almost invincible.

But this time, Joan of Arc failed; the moment the holy banner fell, it was stopped by a heavy shield.

Dian Wei's hand, holding the shield, didn't tremble at all. The Xing Tian Dharma Image, attached to Dian Wei's body, resembled a ferocious suit of armor, but the enhancement it brought to Dian Wei was enormous. (End of Chapter)