Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

"Let you know the majesty of the Eternal Heaven!"

Tatars unleashed their trump card, a milky-white radiance bestowed upon all the Mongol cavalry, a layer of flowing light covering the soldiers' surfaces, and then upon the warhorses beneath them.

As the brilliance faded, a thin layer of light could be faintly seen on the Mongol cavalry. The warhorses had transformed into dragons and wolves, and the entire army had completely merged into one.

This is the Tatars, their trump card for confidently breaking out of the city—the pseudo-miracle.

At this moment, all the cavalrymen were covered with a layer of dazzling light. The defensive power they received was not strong, but it resisted the fall of everything. Almost all attacks were repelled by this light.

Especially for arrows, as long as they are not the kind of deadly arrows from the Shooting Sound Camp, they will basically be deflected directly. This is effective for all thrusting and slashing attacks.

It can almost be seen as a position that forcibly reduces damage.

The Mongol cavalry's omnipotent power, combined with this defensive mode that directly modifies stats, is enough to solve most problems.

A dim glow extended from beneath the feet of the Mongol cavalry, and a straight road led directly into the camp.

Even without seeing any ditches or traps, the Mongol cavalry went all out from the start in order to eliminate any unforeseen circumstances. While the terrain could indeed hinder the cavalry's performance, it was not enough to truly limit the Mongol Yuan dynasty.

"Thump thump thump~" Three muffled drumbeats.

The Kushan generals, who had been preparing to strike, suddenly discovered that Guo Jia's side had chosen to strike first. Like tigers released from their cages, a large number of crossbows were pulled, and several legionary attacks were launched directly at the Mongol cavalry.

"You think you can stop us like this?"

"It seems you have no idea what the Mongol cavalry under the protection of the Eternal Heaven truly means."

Tatar wore a mocking smile.

However, after the crossbow bolts fell, Tatar's smile froze on the spot.

He thought his trump card had failed. Although the enhancement was real, the crossbow pierced through the glow on his body and went straight into the bodies of the Mongol cavalry, killing hundreds of them who were relying on the crossbow and had no defense.

"Isn't that underestimating Xinghan a bit too much?"

The mocking smile on Tatar's face did not disappear, but instead appeared on Guo Jia's face.

Guo Jia watched with a cold smile as the Mongol Iron Knight fell from his horse under the crossbow fire.

They've already deciphered the concept of pseudo-miracles.

It may seem mysterious, but in reality it is a product of the mixture of the power of imperial will and the power of miracles, which can be embodied in things like military flags.

The power that only the Golden Family within the Mongol Empire and those military gods could wield.

As early as after the war between Rome and the Mongol Yuan, Xinghan joined forces to analyze the true nature of the pseudo-miracle and devised a corresponding solution.

"Arrogance and conceit are the inevitable negative consequences of a powerful empire..." Guo Jia's gaze swept past Tatar. If the other side had no other tricks up its sleeve, they could take this city today.

If they didn't have a way to deal with it, they might really be in danger today, but unfortunately, they've already seen something much bigger and more difficult.

"kill!"

The Tatars were now in a difficult position and had no choice but to grit their teeth and complete the charge.

Regardless of the situation on the other side, Tatar's heart was now shrouded in shadow.

The victory over Zhang Xiu brought out their inherent arrogance to its fullest extent, even after they were attacked by Ma Chao and schemed against by Guo Jia.

Their arrogance hadn't faded; they just felt they'd been careless and hadn't taken things seriously enough. They believed that if they got serious, Ma Chao and Sun Ce would be crushed just like Zhang Xiu.

Guo Jia could understand this arrogance; often, the generals and officers of the Star Han Empire also had this attitude when facing the natives of the small world.

After all, the gap between the two sides was simply too great. Whether or not the empire would crush those natives of the small world depended solely on how serious it was.

It's like the French Empire; if Xinghan had just taken things a little more seriously, France would have been completely defeated.

Today, the Mongol Yuan dynasty and the Milky Way are just like the Milky Way and France.

The general view among the Mongols was that if it weren't for the Ming Dynasty, the Mongols could absolutely crush the Han Dynasty if they were serious.

Guo Jia acknowledged this point, since if the Mongol Yuan launched a full-scale attack, Xinghan would be worn down and eventually destroyed.

In the eyes of the Mongol Yuan, Xinghan was a hunting dog. Not only did it kill its own subordinate Qingting, but it was now eyeing him covetously, wanting to take a bite out of him.

The Mongol Yuan dynasty did not want to contract rabies and gamble on whether they would be killed by the Ming dynasty because of it.

Ultimately, however, what the Mongol Yuan dynasty cared about was the Ming dynasty, not the Milky Way.

Perhaps the higher-ups have a clearer understanding and are treating Xinghan with greater care.

However, the mid-level commanders and officers have become accustomed to the mentality of being the most important person in the world, and unless they are defeated head-on, they find it difficult to be cautious towards Xinghan.

"Let him remain arrogant forever..." Guo Jia said, but then stopped himself.

If he keeps talking, he'll die!

"Hmph, they really aren't giving us any chance at all!"

Guo Jia opened his fan to cover his face. His spiritual talent was useful to such a vast empire, but it actually provoked a direct counterattack from the empire's will.

They didn't even give him a chance to plant a trap. As soon as he activated his mental talent, even unconsciously, the Mongol Empire would launch a direct counterattack.

He was certain to die later.

Guo Jia didn't care about this. He couldn't even guide Tatar and others on the battlefield, but it didn't matter. He only needed to use his spiritual talent to guide his own people.

Interfering with the enemy is too costly; it's far easier to interfere with one's own people. After all, the ultimate goal is to achieve victory, and the method is not important.

With no further opportunity for command or deliberation, five thousand Mongol cavalry roared into the camp, while Zhang Liang, with the Emperor's Guards, remained stationary, quietly awaiting the Mongol cavalry's thunderous attack.

"Immovable as a mountain!" Guo Jia took a deep breath and directly modified the cloud aura enhancement to the mode for dealing with the charge.

The Mongol cavalry numbered only five thousand, yet their imposing presence at this moment completely overwhelmed the Imperial Guards who were defending the area. The Imperial Guards' aura was as imposing as a mountain, but the Mongol cavalry was like a roaring tsunami crashing against the bunkers on the hillside.

A dazzling light, as solid as a mountain, and just as the two sides were about to collide, the Emperor's guards lowered their bodies and launched a counterattack with their shields.

Mountains transformed into thunder, clashing against clashing. The Mongol Empire's handpicked warriors and the Star Han soldiers, valiant warriors conquering the world, unleashed a terrifying power the moment they collided.

"Break!"

Tatar descended like a god or demon, his spear gleaming with dazzling light as he blasted away the Imperial Guards before him. But this terrifying power not only failed to stop the Imperial Guards' offensive, but also emboldened them to unleash an even stronger aura, launching an even more frenzied attack on Tatar.

The intertwined hues of earthy yellow and milky white light made the Star River soldiers feel a noticeable slowing of their movements, as if the heavens and earth were against them. That inexplicable suppression came from the effect of pseudo-miracle transformation; it didn't reach the power of miracle transformation to negate non-miracle forces, but it was enough to suppress any non-miracle legion.

This feeling of being completely suppressed filled the Imperial Guards soldiers with immense anger. They were the Imperial Guards protecting the Emperor; how could they possibly fall here?

"kill!"

The feeling of possessing greater power yet being unable to unleash it filled the Emperor's guards with immense anger, but this anger could not help them; even Zhang Liang, the strongest among them, could not break free.

"Unfortunately, we didn't make more preparations. Right now, we can only deal with the pseudo-miracle defense effect, but we can't deal with this suppression..." Guo Jia looked at the soldiers fighting hard, a hint of regret on his face.

The Mongol cavalry, imbued with a pseudo-miraculous power, forcefully dented the formation of the Emperor's Imperial Guards, as if hammering the lines into a bent shape.

"It's better to guide than to block. Open a gap and let them in!" Guo Jia coldly issued an incomprehensible order.

Zhang Liang didn't hesitate at all and carried out the order immediately.

"Hahahaha!" Tatar laughed wildly and led hundreds of cavalrymen to break through the defenses and charge straight at Guo Jia's chariot.

"There are a bit too many!"

Guo Jia squinted, looking at the line of about seven or eight hundred Mongol cavalry with dissatisfaction.

However, he also knew that Zhang Liang had done his best. Being able to block the battle line again after it had been breached was already the greatest effort he could make.

Even without revealing any flaws, the enemy was looking for an opportunity. Moreover, it was Guo Jia who gave the order to open up the defensive line. The Mongol cavalry seized the flaw almost instantly and then broke out from it.

The mockery on Guo Jia's face intensified.

"Since you've worked so hard, I'll build you a cenotaph after you die!"

Unexpectedly, they never escaped Guo Jia's control.

While piling up many details can indeed introduce variables into the plan, it is clear that Tatar's efforts are insufficient and remain within the framework of Guo Jia's plan.

"Send the illusionary soldiers to the rear of the enemy's main force to cut off their line of sight with Ma Mengqi!" Guo Jia ignored the Tatars charging towards him and waved his hand to issue another order.

Hundreds of Yellow Turban warriors were thrown to the rear of the Mongol cavalry, where they began to attack together with the Emperor's guards in front. However, due to their superior strength, they were quickly slaughtered by the Mongol cavalry that had turned around.

However, Guo Jia had already achieved his goal.

This group of Yellow Turban warriors blocked the last escape route for the Mongol cavalry.

"kill!"

When Ma Chao saw the Yellow Turban Warriors appear, he was not annoyed that they were in his path; instead, he became even more excited.

"Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, crush them!"

The Mongol cavalry could indeed be kited around, but at this moment, the Emperor's Imperial Guards were like a pocket, firmly locking the Mongol cavalry inside.

The Mongol cavalry were cut off from the main force by the Tatars' powerful attack, losing their last chance to break out. The appearance of the Yellow Turban warriors further blocked their last route.

The Yellow Turban warriors couldn't stop them, but the Mongol cavalry fighting the Yellow Turban warriors became a natural barrier, blocking their own retreat.

Meanwhile, Ma Chao led his lightning-fast Liangzhou cavalry directly towards the Yellow Turban warriors.

"go to hell!"

The Mongol cavalry on the other side was very strong, so strong that Ma Chao wanted to annihilate them completely.

The Liangzhou cavalry pounded down on the Mongol cavalry like heavy hammers, and the two sides fought fiercely, engaging in a bloodbath as if they were in a frenzy.

Although the Mongol cavalry put up a fierce resistance, they ultimately fell into Guo Jia's trap.

In a state of near stillness, they endured the rapid charge of Ma Chao and his Liangzhou cavalry. In almost an instant, hundreds of Mongol cavalrymen were killed.

Then, the Mongol cavalry, driven mad, launched attacks on all enemies in all directions, employing techniques such as refining qi into a killing stance and releasing internal energy to kill. Their berserk, frenzied attacks had completely lost the composure expected of cavalry.

On the other side, Tatar sensed the blood behind him, a flicker of emotion crossing his face, but he immediately ignored it all and led eight hundred Mongol cavalry to charge towards Guo Jia.

"Go to hell!"

Tatar roared and thrust out his spear, trying to blast away the Imperial Guard of the Primordial Forged Emperor in front of him, but this time he failed to blast his opponent away as before.

"Ding!"

Tatar swung his spear around and smashed it towards the opponent. Since he couldn't pierce through, he tried to sweep the opponent away as before. However, the recoil force transmitted back in the next instant snapped the spear in two.

The head guard, who was in charge of protecting Guo Jia, silently raised his large shield; this road was blocked.

"Carriage Suspension Formation!"

Guo Jia coldly activated the Xuanxiang Formation, transferring all his previous power to the Chariot Formation. Its core effect was to restrict cavalry, and under the transformation of Xuanxiang, it completely turned into a suppression of cavalry that could not distinguish between friend and foe.

Suppressing speed, strength, and even reaction.

The situation suddenly reversed, and the Tatars also experienced the feeling of being shackled and suppressed.

"boom!"

Tatar's all-out attack forced the Yuanzhu Emperor's guards in front of him to retreat several steps, but the Yuanzhu Emperor's guards who came up to replace him were just as imposing as a mountain.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tatar discarded the broken spear and replaced it with a heavy broadsword. He habitually slashed at the front with the blade, creating a lot of sparks. The force that bounced back the moment of contact made Tatar's heart sink.

monster……

Tatars had seen such legions in the Mongol Empire; they were not miracles, but they possessed the ability to rival miracles.

No one knows what they are missing to become a miracle.

But one thing is certain: they have far surpassed the concept of three talents.

They even have the ability to annihilate a normal three-talent legion.

By using the pseudo-miracle, Tatar and his Mongol cavalry were able to barely reach this goal, but ultimately fell just short.

Not to mention being completely suppressed by Guo Jia's chariot formation, unless they suddenly become a miracle.

The decapitation strike failed, the army was surrounded, and they had lost completely. (End of Chapter)