Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Ma Chao's statement was met with nods of agreement from many people.

The battlefield today is not what it used to be. Without millions of cannon fodder under dual talents, they are simply useless.

The regular legions of Xinghan are more than capable of crushing and defeating these cannon fodder.

Lu Xun frowned. He could tell at a glance that although these officers obeyed his orders, they had become arrogant.

This mentality cannot be considered a bad thing. After all, momentum is also a form of combat power, and it can even be enough to directly crush the cannon fodder on the other side.

But the problem is the existence of Joan of Arc.

The other party is someone who can turn the rotten into the miraculous.

"Gentlemen, I must remind you once again that we are dealing with a newly risen enemy, who has the support of the Holy Song and the existence of a God of War!"

Lu Xun took a deep breath and chose to have an open and honest talk with these people.

"Holy Song? God of War?" Upon hearing these two words, everyone immediately became agitated. These were the most troublesome enemies Xinghan was currently facing. Both the insects and Chi You had left an indelible impression on them.

"But wasn't Joan of Arc defeated by you once?"

Even Gao Shun was a little unsettled when it came to the God of War. There were very few beings that could threaten the Miracle Legion, but there must be a God of War among them.

A powerful military genius can directly shatter a miracle.

Sun Tzu had already demonstrated this possibility in previous wars.

"This matter is of utmost importance, and none of you are to divulge it!" Seeing everyone's reaction, Lu Xun knew that he had made the right move.

Indeed, arrogance is for the weak. Ma Chao, Sun Ce and others were originally famous generals. When facing a sufficiently powerful enemy, they would subconsciously restrain their weaknesses.

"Joan of Arc was already a top-notch commander of a large army. After being possessed by the Holy Song, she went even further. Not only did her strength increase dramatically, but she also gained significant improvements in other aspects, just like Chi You back then."

"Lord Wu'an has already confirmed this, so we absolutely cannot let our guard down in this battle. The enemy is coming with great momentum, and I am certain that Joan of Arc is among their army!"

Lu Xun painstakingly analyzed the situation, and everyone's expression turned grim.

Only then did they understand why Lu Xun had been so cautious, even sacrificing his own arm to let go of the opportunity to wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop.

If you can sweep through a battle against a military genius and you are on the verge of death, then congratulations, you are probably already dead.

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it!" Lu Xun said quickly, seeing that the atmosphere inside the tent had become too heavy.

"Those soldiers under Joan of Arc are ultimately cannon fodder who have not yet transformed. We must be vigilant, but we must not be scared out of our wits. We also have Lord Wu'an on our side. We just need to hold off the offensive!"

Lu Xun's words relieved everyone; yes, they still had Bai Qi.

They had complete confidence in Bai Qi.

The name of the undefeated Lord Wu'an alone is enough to inspire strength.

A hint of dejection flickered in Lu Xun's eyes; his abilities and skills were ultimately no match for Bai Qi's reputation.

Such a reputation might be a curse to ordinary people, but for Bai Qi, it was power and influence.

"Everyone, go and prepare! If our army is not defeated in this battle, it will be a great victory. If Joan of Arc wants to transform the cannon fodder, she will ultimately have to rely on the sword in her hand to speak."

Lu Xun was momentarily disappointed, but then he mustered his spirits and addressed the crowd.

Not long after the officers and soldiers dispersed, a scout from the White Horse Cavalry handed Lu Xun a military order.

"A full-scale attack?" Lu Xun frowned upon seeing the contents and checked the code on the military order, confirming that it was indeed a military order relayed by Bai Qi from the rear.

He didn't believe Bai Qi couldn't see through Joan of Arc's plans.

But if you can see that, why make the worst choice?

Lu Xun pondered for a moment but couldn't figure it out. However, since Bai Qi had said so, Lu Xun decided to go all out and test his skills against Joan of Arc.

Let's see just how capable Joan of Arc is in her current state.

Therefore, the final battle unfolded directly.

Both sides made almost identical choices: to send out their own cannon fodder troops to probe the front lines.

Lu Xun used all his skills and strength to attack Joan of Arc's front. The disparity in raw power between the two sides in terms of cannon fodder allowed Lu Xun to advance triumphantly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Joan of Arc's first wave of cannon fodder troops had been smashed to pieces.

Joan of Arc did not react violently, but instead defended while launching counterattacks, and her speed was by no means slow.

In particular, the soldiers who had been routed at the front reorganized their formation in the middle and rear and joined the defensive line, awaiting Joan of Arc's orders.

When the entire battle line dipped down, almost forming a semicircle, Joan of Arc's mobilization speed suddenly increased dramatically.

"We will definitely win this battle!"

The moment Joan of Arc raised the holy banner, all the cannon fodder went into a frenzy, launching a relentless attack on Lu Xun's battle lines from all directions like a tidal wave.

The French, whose numbers far exceeded those of Lu Xun's, launched a massive offensive that instantly infiltrated Lu Xun's lines, seemingly with the intention of directly suppressing him.

However, it would be quite difficult for Joan of Arc to defeat Lu Xun. Lu Xun's defenses were very tight, and if she tried to break through, Lu Xun might use the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Lu Xun also had a very difficult time. The opposing team had too many people, and once the contact area increased, Lu Xun's side was inevitably put on the defensive.

"Ma Mengqi, listen to my command! Go and infiltrate the enemy's army and crush their command line!"

The battle lines reached a stalemate. Lu Xun was at a disadvantage, while Joan of Arc was at an advantage, but neither could advance to the next stage. At this moment, Lu Xun directly revealed one of his trump cards.

"Go, Ma Mengqi, let them see the terror of the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry!"

"All troops, listen to my command! Charge!"

Upon receiving the order, Ma Chao roared with immense excitement. The time had finally come for him to launch an attack. Regardless of whether the enemy was cannon fodder or not, Ma Chao began to approach the attack with a cautious attitude.

"Kill!" The Liangzhou cavalry, armed with swords and spears, unleashed a ferocious momentum, charging at an unstoppable speed, directly slicing into the French central army from the flank.

"I am here! A great victory is assured!"

Without hesitation, Joan of Arc raised her holy sword, and golden light spread out. The soldiers who had been hesitant to retreat suddenly burst forth with an extremely fanatical will and charged forward towards Ma Chao one after another.

Ma Chao and the Liangzhou cavalry's charge was quickly slowed down by this human wall of flesh and blood, built almost entirely with human lives. If they weren't all cannon fodder, unlikely to inflict much damage on the Liangzhou cavalry, Ma Chao and his men would have been in danger.

"Sun Bofu, the Jie Fan Army, launch an attack!"

Seeing that Ma Chao's offensive was thwarted, Lu Xun understood that the enemy would definitely divert their forces to Ma Chao, so Lu Xun focused his attack on Sun Ce on the other side.

Ma Chao thus became part of what Lu Xun abandoned.

Of course, Lu Xun's decision to abandon Ma Chao and his men was not to send them to their deaths, but to have Ma Chao retreat and then wait for another opportunity to act.

Ma Chao's high-speed mobility was like a scalpel to Lu Xun, capable of being used instantly to remove difficult problems with the precision of a surgeon.

Upon receiving the military order, Sun Ce did not hesitate and immediately led the Jie Fan Army to rush towards the cannon fodder in front of them at great speed.

To be honest, the Jiefan Army is neither a powerful military spirit legion nor a legion with special characteristics, but it excels in both.

They lacked the overwhelming offensive and defensive capabilities that Ma Chao and his men could achieve by relying on their charging speed; instead, they possessed a more grounded and steady approach.

A dim, earthy gray light swiftly extended from the French central army, sweeping across the ground and landing on Sun Ce.

As the military was carrying out its tasks according to the dispatch, the soldiers and their comrades vaguely felt a sense of constraint.

But in just a moment, this power vanished like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

"Looks like they've run out of new tricks!" Lu Xun sneered. The French Empire did have some clever ideas, but these little tricks were nothing to them.

The core of the French forces has been largely dismantled by the rear, and the general countermeasures have been distributed to the various legions.

Although most of the solutions are crude, they are effective enough.

Lu Xun used the simplest and most direct solution: he directly used the Isolation Profound Shield, which rendered all effects other than those that buffed his side ineffective.

At the same time, the solidified pattern representing the ultimate Xuanxiang in the sky quickly took shape, and the entire Han army entered a state of slaughter and absorption, with the negative effects being directly eliminated by the isolation Xuanxiang military formation.

A perfectly smooth combination of punches, although there was a problem with the upper limit of the load, the camp set up by Lu Xun made up for this deficiency.

"Based on the current situation, it can still support a third solidified Xuanxiang."

Lu Xun's eyes gleamed. While investing now would certainly enhance their combat strength and yield greater results, he wanted to hold back a plan to deal with the opponent's tactics.

However, these two are enough for the Han army.

After all, the other side is just a bunch of cannon fodder. No matter how fanatical their will is, their basic qualities are what they are. After being enhanced, they are just a bunch of blank double talents with enhanced attack.

"No matter how many times I see this effect, it still makes me feel disgusted!"

Zhang Bao watched from afar as Jie Fanjun unleashed a ferocious slash, the blade tearing open a wound with a glint of blood. The blood seeped into Jie Fanjun's body, and the Jie Fanjun soldiers, who were originally slightly exhausted, charged towards the next enemy with renewed excitement.

"Zhang Bao, don't let your emotions cloud your judgment. Being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to your own people!"

Zhang Liang warned his brother beside him with almost indifferent words.

"I...I was just thinking about the past..." Zhang Bao lowered his eyes, his gaze filled with a sense of loneliness and desolation.

"That's all in the past. In order not to repeat the same mistakes, we can't lose!" A hint of sorrow flashed in Zhang Liang's eyes.

Letting go of the past sounds simple, but it is incredibly difficult for them.

Lu Xun was unaware of Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang's thoughts. While Sun Ce had crushed an entire battle line and then had his offensive momentum halted by Joan of Arc's pincer attack, Lu Xun directly mobilized Zhang Bao's army and Zhang Liang to assist the Jie Fan army in advancing from both flanks.

However, they could hardly advance an inch. Roland and Floresmat held off Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang on the flanks, forcing Sun Ce to stop. Even for a top-tier legion, it was extremely dangerous to penetrate deep into an enemy formation with its own intact lines.

From high above, it looks like a three-pointed, double-edged sword being firmly locked in place by a wild goose.

"General Gao, be prepared. Something's not right with the enemy. Even at this stage, their Miracle Legion still hasn't shown any intention of attacking, not even a clear barrage of arrows to suppress them..." Lu Xun said gravely.

It's completely illogical that, even at this stage of the conflict, the opposing side is still primarily relying on cannon fodder in their fighting.

After a moment's hesitation, Lu Xun immediately threw the Liangzhou cavalry, which had been reorganizing and applying pressure from the outer flanks, back onto the front lines.

Using the Liangzhou cavalry to flank might be a good option, but Lu Xun's intuition told him that placing the Liangzhou cavalry in the front was the best choice.

He had to force the opponent to reveal their hand as quickly as possible.

The cannon fodder army had an extremely strong fighting spirit, but in the end, it was shattered under the incredibly violent iron fist.

It wasn't the rout that caused the formation to collapse, but rather that the men were all gone, and the formation couldn't be put back together.

"Throw heavenly fire!" Joan of Arc, watching the cannon fodder army begin to crumble, showed no panic, but instead waved her hand and issued an almost resolute order.

Gabriel and other miracle soldiers personally controlled the catapults, hurling out huge fireballs wrapped in holy flames.

The holy flames would not burn Joan of Arc's soldiers, but the slingshots would definitely kill people.

Most of the soldiers were directly tackled by the enemy and then watched helplessly as the stones wrapped in holy flames were smashed down.

"How cruel..."

Lu Xun's head was about to explode when he saw this.

He never expected that Joan of Arc would resort to such tactics in the end; to put it bluntly, it was a pawn swap, forcibly dragging you down with her.

It is obvious that Joan of Arc's ability to boost the morale of her cannon fodder is terrifying. This kind of self-destructive exchange will inevitably lead to the collapse of Lu Xun's side.

"Crossbow, fire!"

Dozens of crossbow bolts, controlled by the soldiers of the Trapped Camp, rained down on the catapult area on the opposite side.

However, the crossbow bolts that were supposed to hit their mark landed in empty air, and instead, the catapults on the other side launched another barrage of arrows.

Lu Xun's misjudgment could not mislead the Miracle Legion at all.

However, the opposing team was also unable to mislead him. After failing in the first round, Gao Shun immediately adjusted his approach.

Dozens of crossbow bolts shattered the catapults, but Joan of Arc's objective had been achieved.

"Gentlemen, the time to kill the enemy and avenge our foes has come!"

Joan of Arc raised her arm and shouted, and the eyes of the soldiers, who had been repeatedly thwarted, suddenly turned bloodshot, all their resentment and fear erupting at once. (End of Chapter)