Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

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Joan of Arc angrily pounded the table in front of her.

The divine nature that should have been indifferent was somehow tinged with emotion under Bai Qi's attack.

Originally, it didn't take Xinghan seriously at all, and directly used Lu Xun as a stepping stone, intending to step on Lu Xun to build a core of 100,000 troops, and directly support a million-strong army to compete with Xinghan.

However, Bai Qi was a step ahead, managing to surround and kill or capture more than 70,000 men.

Joan of Arc's initial plan completely failed.

A core force of just over ten thousand is simply not enough to support an army of one million.

Without a million-strong army, there is no way to contend with Xinghan.

"Pass on my order: mobilize 100,000 soldiers, and send out the entire Holy Knight Legion!" Joan of Arc's expression was extremely solemn.

These key personnel are crucial to the decisive battle. Even if we suffer heavy losses, we must assemble this core group.

On the other side, Lu Xun's cannon fodder army was taken over by Bai Qi and sent to recuperate. After a great battle, they also needed to rest.

Moreover, after experiencing such a great battle, these former cannon fodder, like tempered swords, are now no less valuable than the regular army of Xinghan.

Especially under the stimulation of a major victory, these cannon fodder might even surpass regular soldiers.

Bai Qi took all of Lu Xun's legions and then replenished Lu Xun with a new batch of legions.

Ten thousand cannon fodder, thirty-five thousand regular troops, and six elite legions led by Zhang Fei, Lu Junyi, Xu Huang, Xiahou Yuan, Kong Que, and the Burning Imperial Guard.

Of course, there's also the Trapped Camp, since the enemy has the Miracle Legion. Without the Miracle Legion to hold the line, the enemy will unleash their full power.

As for the First Yellow Heaven, Bai Qi kept it in the central army, on guard against any possible accidents.

For Bai Qi, no matter what unexpected events occur, the trump card of First Yellow Heaven is enough for him to turn the tide.

Therefore, Bai Qi will absolutely not use this trump card, which has not yet been revealed, until the very last moment.

Having replenished his strength, Lu Xun once again began to advance.

Once exposed, the white horse recklessly probed ahead, allowing Lu Xun to grasp the situation within a fifty-mile radius and clearly know France's movements.

Within a radius of fifty miles, there was only one camp, with no ambushes and no known reinforcements.

What he had to do was to go all out to take over the camp in front of him.

After the great battle, Bai Qi had a brief chat with him.

"Do you know what the other side needs most right now?" Bai Qi asked, focusing his gaze on the map instead of looking at Lu Xun.

"I've got a feel for it, but I'm not sure!" Lu Xun said after a moment's thought.

"Tell me about it!" Bai Qi turned to look at Lu Xun with great interest.

"What we need is a sufficient number of elite personnel! This is their territory, and it's easy to assemble a team, but it's not enough to make them combat-ready on the battlefield!"

Bai Qi nodded, then shook his head.

"You're right, but that's just the surface. What's truly needed is a united will; elite personnel only serve as a link!"

"The more miracles one displays, the more fanatical the opponent becomes. When the fanaticism reaches a certain level, it can directly transform this will into actual combat power."

Bai Qi pointed his finger at the plains outside the capital on the map.

"This will be our final battleground, and your job is to face the constant warfare, ensure victory in every battle, and pave the way for the army!"

Lu Xun recalled Bai Qi's instructions to him, a bitter smile appearing on his lips. Joan of Arc was not an easy opponent to deal with.

If it weren't for Bai Qi, Lu Xun would probably have been killed already.

The ability to resurrect the masses, while not groundbreaking, is still an incredibly powerful skill.

For Lu Xun, defeating such opponents repeatedly was a tremendous challenge.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Xun suppressed his distracting thoughts.

Before him lay the camp that Joan of Arc had set up beforehand. Regardless of what preparations the other side had made, all he had to do now was to take the camp with all his might.

"Should we take strict precautions?"

Lu Xun gazed at the distant camp.

"Looks like they're waiting for reinforcements. What a cautious and mediocre approach, completely unlike their previous style..."

Lu Xun pondered Joan of Arc's thoughts. After being enlightened by Bai Qi, he saw through the fog and understood Joan of Arc's true intentions.

Whether it's defense or offense, the ultimate goal is to build consensus, and cultivating more key personnel is the most direct way to achieve this.

Therefore, Joan of Arc chose to defend the camp, firstly to guard against the White Horse Cavalry, and secondly to increase her chances of victory by using various weapons.

Lu Xun rode forward, but before he could reach the distance to shout, an arrow shot directly at him. Dian Wei, standing beside him, casually shattered the arrow.

"France's fate is sealed. You have suffered repeated defeats and have wasted your lives. Why not surrender now? I can guarantee that you will not be made to suffer any hardship..."

Before Lu Xun could finish speaking, Joan of Arc appeared in front of the camp.

"You have slaughtered so many of our soldiers, and you still dare to tell us to surrender? You are utterly shameless!"

As soon as Joan of Arc finished speaking, dozens of archers fired at Lu Xun, but Dian Wei shattered all the arrows.

Seeing the arrows flying towards him, Lu Xun felt somewhat helpless.

He understood Bai Qi's decision to massacre the prisoners, since taking these prisoners with them would slow down their advance.

It would be even more impossible to have someone guard these prisoners. These prisoners only need someone to raise their arms and shout, and even if they are disarmed, they can use the essence of heaven and earth as weapons.

Therefore, Bai Qi's decision to bury prisoners alive was, rationally speaking, a fairly correct one.

The problem is that this also brought France's will to resist to its peak.

Even if they didn't kill the prisoners, France would never have submitted to them before Joan of Arc fell. There wasn't much difference, really.

Lu Xun slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at the opposite camp. Today, he was going to crush this camp.

"All troops, listen to my command: Attack the camp!"

At Lu Xun's command, the ballistae that had been prepared beforehand burst into sharp explosions, and at the same time, a large number of soldiers carrying shields rushed towards the French camp.

With his spiritual power fully unleashed, Lu Xun directly activated the Xuanxiang military formation. The triple Xuanxiang military formation was fully deployed, isolating the inside from the outside, strengthening defense, and enhancing attack. Each of these effects was simple, yet they were the most suitable enhancements for the battlefield.

The flaming pots filled with tung oil were accurately smashed against the French wooden camp wall by the catapult. The ballistae, which were pulled back by the wire, shot arrows as thick as an arm toward the camp wall. The explosions and shrieks never stopped from the moment Lu Xun gave the order.

Xinghan's siege equipment was mostly mounted on wooden oxen and flowing horses, spider towers and flying roc. Although their efficiency was greatly reduced by the cloud formations on the battlefield, they were still very convenient for transporting war equipment.

The French were also prepared. Ballistae and catapults set up in the camp were launching a full-scale attack, and archers on platforms resembling siege towers were constantly drawing their bows and firing under unified commands.

Arrows rained down from the camp walls in rapid succession, while the Xinghan soldiers, shields raised, charged towards the walls under the command of their sergeants, squad leaders, and platoon leaders, and with the cover of their own ranged fire.

The burning tung oil jars exploded in the camp, sending up huge flames. Although they were not enough to cause much damage, they did create some chaos among the French soldiers in the camp.

Huge crossbow bolts whistled as they struck the camp walls, some of the more vulnerable sections even shattering from the force of the bolts.
The French soldiers on the broken camp wall also fell directly down, and before they could get up, they were killed by the soldiers who rushed up.

"Fire arrows!"

One of the Twelve Holy Knights, Ganyron, was positioned atop the camp wall, personally commanding the French archers and siege engines in a counterattack. However, the accuracy of Lu Xun's ballistae and catapults was simply too high. What was originally an attack that relied entirely on direct combat became much more effective after the soldiers of the Shooting Battalion took over.

Despite having fewer troops, the side was able to suppress the counterattack from the camp walls with firepower.

These siege weapons, crafted by the Mohists, were powerful enough to attack from the horizon to near the horizon; even a mere graze would be enough to kill a French soldier.

Even elite paladins would be blown to pieces if hit head-on by a sonic boom or crossbow bolts.

Originally, ballistae and catapults could only serve as strategic deterrence and to demoralize the troops. Before their numbers reached a certain scale, they did not have much practical value in actual combat, since their accuracy was simply absurd.

However, the Shooting Battalion was able to adjust its tactics through willpower, and the combat power it unleashed far exceeded that of the French side, which relied on numbers and cloud formations.

The war machines prepared by France failed to achieve any results during the exchange of fire and were directly destroyed by Xinghan's pinpoint explosions.

As a result, the French side could only rely on a barrage of arrows to suppress the enemy first.

However, Lu Xun was well-prepared. In the first wave of attack, he not only deployed the Emperor's Imperial Guards but also sent the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.

As they drew nearer, Lu Xun roared and issued his military orders.

"Changshui Battalion! Fire!"

A barrage of explosions resounded on the camp walls. After the vanguard, with archers and siege weapons in the rear, had suppressed the French, they immediately seized the opportunity, raised their heavy hammers and shields, and roared as they charged toward the camp walls!
These soldiers, with ferocious speed, either raised their shields or wielded wooden mallets, slamming them fiercely against the camp wall. The exaggerated strength of the Emperor's Guards brought an unexpected impact, causing the shattered camp wall to tremble. Many French soldiers who were standing on the camp wall, preparing to attack with their weapons, even lost their footing and tumbled down.

"Abandon the camp walls, pour oil, and set it on fire!"

Knowing the situation was dire, Ganilon dared not hesitate any longer.

Immediately, a soldier on the camp wall kicked a clay pot at his feet, and the black oil rolled down, quickly setting the entire camp wall ablaze. The soldiers of Xinghan and France were suddenly separated by the wall of fire.

Except for a few locations where the camp walls had been breached, the rest of the enemy camp was engulfed in flames.

The soldiers of Xinghan rushed in through the broken camp walls, but were quickly driven out by the French soldiers who were lined up inside.

Even the Imperial Guards, a heavy infantry force, were powerless to resist when a small number of them charged in. Faced with thousands of soldiers who were ready for battle, they could only retreat in disarray.

"Hmph!" Lu Xun snorted coldly upon seeing the fire start, and directly used his mental power to manipulate the rain clouds in the sky.

He had anticipated this situation before the attack, so he prepared his rain in advance.

His spiritual gifts were useless against Joan of Arc, but his ability to manipulate events was still intact.

In just a moment, a torrential downpour extinguished the flames near the camp walls.

"Replace ballistae with stone projectiles, and catapults with rolling stones!"

Seeing that the fire was subsiding, Lu Xun immediately ordered a change in long-range firepower.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to break through the camp wall reinforced by the cloud, but after being burned and soaked, how can the camp wall stop rolling stones?
As the ballistae and catapults blasted through a section of the camp wall, Lu Xun could see the layout of the opposite camp. There was another layer of camp wall inside, which did not surprise Lu Xun.

But seeing the well-ordered army of gunners and shieldmen standing guard behind the outer camp wall, he frowned slightly.

It could tell that these were cannon fodder, meant to wear down their strength.

Lu Xun frowned. Now that he knew Joan of Arc possessed a powerful resurrection ability, he had to take it into consideration.

Breaking through the defenses isn't too difficult for him right now, but the problem is that once he enters the camp, the enemy's mass resurrection will revive these gunners and shieldmen on the spot, and they will immediately be caught in a pincer attack.

However, they could not afford not to fight. After Lu Xun ordered three rounds of long-range attacks, he sent Spider Tower forward to begin attacking the inner walls of the camp.

"Order Zhang Fei to lead his troops in a charge!"

At Lu Xun's command, Zhang Fei, who had been waiting for the right moment, led his newly acquired troops to charge forward. These veterans, who had been transferred from the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, were a great help to Zhang Fei in rebuilding his troops.

Arrows rained down from both sides, and Zhang Fei's troops, led by their respective centurions, formed small formations and spontaneously charged towards the camp walls.

Lu Xun promptly paved the muddy ground with a layer of cloud-like energy, making the cavalry's charge a smooth and easy path.

Ganilon and his personal guards clashed with Zhang Fei.

He knew very well that sending Zhang Fei, who exuded fear, into the cannon fodder would truly turn into a massacre.

These soldiers were indeed very steadfast in their loyalty to Joan of Arc, but they also possessed feelings of fear, which they could normally suppress. However, Zhang Fei's legionary talent could transform these fears into reality.

"Order Xiahou Yuan and Lu Junyi to lead their cavalry to launch an attack from the right corner of the camp, providing long-range cover!"

"Order Xu Huang to lead his troops and the left flank to launch an attack from the left flank!"

Lu Xun stared at the chaotic arrangement of the French camp, feeling that it looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

With his mind in turmoil, Lu Xun couldn't recall anything, so he could only order the Peacock to be ready at any time for a ranged attack and a second charge to break through the enemy lines. (End of Chapter)