Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

The first wave of death-defying soldiers burst out, shooting more than 300,000 cloud arrows. The mighty torrent of arrows directly frightened the elite cavalry of the Eight Banners of Mongolia.

Thousands of elite cavalry were overwhelmed by the torrent of cloud arrows.

There were no screams and no blocking. All the abilities of the so-called all-round cavalry lost all meaning under the rain of arrows that exceeded six digits in an instant.

Although they are cloud arrows, the military spirit and will of the vanguard soldiers ensure that the power of each arrow is no weaker than that of a normal arrow.

On the stage designed by Sun Wu, Xiandeng fully demonstrated his power in one breath, and everyone understood how terrifying the lethality of this legion was.

At this time, the elite cavalry of the Eight Banners of Mongolia had completely lost the courage they had just now and subconsciously began to retreat to both sides. They did not have the courage to continue on this road to death.

However, the heavy infantry corps on both sides combined into a huge circle, surrounding Sun Wu in the center.

Qu Yi smiled. Cavalry was indeed the king of the plains, but strong crossbows and bows could always directly restrain cavalry.

Of course, the prerequisite is that they can penetrate the target. If they can penetrate the target, the cavalry will just be living targets that move faster.

As for not being able to penetrate it, then just wait for death.

And now, it is obvious that the opponent's defense is far from this level.

Beile Tunqi already felt something was wrong at this time.

He suddenly discovered that the heavy defense line, Danyang's elite troops, and Sun Wu's main formation, when connected to each other, actually formed a square military formation.

And they plunged into the center of this military formation.

What’s even worse is that they seem unable to break through any point.

"Are you forcing me to withdraw?"

Beiletunqi looked around and saw a large amount of blank area left between the four points.

Although the enemy seemed to have formed a strange military formation, they were still able to come and go freely.

After making sure that he had room to retreat at any time, Beile Tunqi decided to continue attacking Sun Wu's main camp.

Under Sun Wu's step-by-step guidance, he has experienced the sense of success in overcoming difficult problems twice. Now he inexplicably believes that he can also break through Sun Wu's last line of defense like before.

What's more, they have already paid a lot of price and the sunk costs are too high, so they can't withdraw at all.

The outburst of the vanguard soldiers was indeed terrifying, but Beile Tunqi knew better that such an outburst would never last.

He directly mobilized the cavalry to surround and attack from all directions.

The elite cavalry on the outermost side galloped in a circle, suddenly drawing their bows and shooting arrows before rushing into the shooting range of the first group of death soldiers, shooting their arrows swiftly, and then withdrawing from the shooting range very smoothly.

"Bang, bang, bang~" The sound of a series of arrows hitting the shields. The first-line death soldiers were ultimately heavily armed crossbowmen, and the small shields they carried with them were enough for them to block these arrows.

Pre-reading the trajectory is not a problem for them at all.

However, due to the opponent's roaming style of play, except for a few arrows shot by Xiandeng that were out of range and hit the enemy soldiers, the rest of the arrows mostly fell into the empty space.

Qu Yi glanced at Sun Wu, and Sun Wu nodded.

The first batch of death squads immediately transferred half of their men to assist the heavy infantry in defense, while the other half used light and shadow arrows, maintaining the previous scale of shooting and continuing to maintain the terrifying suppressive force.

There was a mixture of half truth and half lies. The elite cavalry, frightened by the initial outbreak, had no courage to charge forward. They could only shoot arrows wave after wave, harassing the first to climb the ladder.

Under the relentless and fierce attack, Sun Wu's main camp's defense line, like a city wall, began to crumble.

But it just looks shaky.

Needless to say, Sun Wu used military formations to assist the Undead Guards, actively reducing the recovery effect and then prolonging the time recording the peak state.

No matter how bad it looks, it will always return to normal after a while.

The Thirteen Roses analyzed from Rome have two elite talents: heavy armor defense and attack rebound.

However, the combination of these two talents of Thirteen Roses has a miraculous effect. The heavy armor defense can be extended to attack immunity with the participation of attack rebound, and the attack rebound can also be extended to accumulated rebound in the same way.

The former ensures that the Thirteen Roses will not be killed by the miscellaneous soldiers with numbers, and the latter ensures that the Roses are qualified to face strong ones.

Now mixed with the Undead Guards, the Thirteen Roses seemed even more resilient. They looked badly beaten, but in fact they did not show any signs of weakness.

Of course, the Eight Banners of Mongolia were not doing useless work. According to their pattern of successive attacks, no matter how strong Sun Wu's main formation was, it would be completely destroyed.

The numerical gap between the two sides is there, even if it is five for one, it is a profit for the Mongolian Eight Banners.

But Sun Wu was not lingering on, he was just waiting for his backup plan to come.

Beiletunzi's premonition was correct, the four points would indeed form a square formation.

If it had happened in the wild, the battlefield would have been cut into four pieces, but this was a war that broke out within the camp built by Sun Wu.

The formation did not collapse at all, and some small designs were buried in the camp. The four points echoed each other and could be transformed into the square formation prepared by Sun Wu at any time.

But Sun Wu was waiting, waiting for the final say.

And everything happened just as Sun Wu had calculated. Because of the presence of the white horse, the scouts could not spread out over a large area, and the war eagles of the Eight Banners of Mongolia were unable to detect the several cavalrymen who had hidden themselves using light and shadow.

The moment Beile Tunqi entered the range of the square formation, several cavalrymen began to charge towards the battlefield with all their strength.

The first to arrive was Xiahou Yuan. His legion's natural speed meant that no matter what legion he led, it would be three points faster than a normal legion. Although it could not be compared with the White Horse, it was enough to surpass most cavalry.

Xiahou Yuan’s legion talent is not picky about legions, so he led many legions, but finally chose to lead light cavalry.

The reason was not for anything else, but because Cao Wei needed a cavalry commander, a highly mobile cavalry commander.

The heavy cavalry included Cao Ang's Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, and the cavalry included Xiahou Dun's Tun Cavalry, so Xiahou Yuan could only take over the banner of light cavalry.

Four thousand scimitar rangers quickly launched a charge in the direction pointed by Xiahou Yuan's long sword.

Soon they saw the army covering the vast plain like ants. Cold murderous look appeared in the eyes of all the soldiers, and then they naturally followed Xiahou Yuan's command, naturally forming countless small cones, and then countless small cones formed a huge sharp arrow formation.

Most of the time, light cavalry would not choose such a direct charge, but this time it was different. Sun Wu had set the stage. In front of their charge, there were only cavalry and no infantry. For them, it was the best stage for a charge.

"kill!"

Xiahou Yuan roared, and thousands of scimitar rangers crossed the edge of the battlefield in a breath, avoiding Pang De and the Mongolian Eight Banners Cavalry who were in a fierce battle, and directly swung their heavy scimitars to chop.

Sun Wu calmly activated his Heaven and Earth Square Formation at the same time. The rolling clouds and the military formation instantly exploded with the ultimate sealing ability. The strength of all the Mongolian Eight Banners in the formation was forcibly suppressed by one level. Although the effect of this suppression was obviously weakening, Xiahou Yuan had already rushed to his face in the next second of the sealing.

With the swift and high speed, a horizontal slash of the sword created a straight vacuum blade in the air.

The high-speed galloping and sharp cutting allowed them to emit a vacuum blade similar to that of the Yuyang Cavalry at this moment. With the whistling air blade, they easily cut through the suppressed Mongolian Eight Banners Elite Cavalry.

Blood was splashed by the air blade, and at this moment it splashed in all directions with cruelty.

The entire legion was like a razor, cutting a bloody path through the Mongolian Eight Banners Army, and then circling back to escape from the battlefield.

Xiahou Yuan's charge was like a signal, and charging cavalry corps also appeared from other directions.

Yan Liang, Wen Chou and Xiahou Dun each led their legions to form a huge spearhead formation and rushed into the main army.

Unlike Xiahou Yuan's style of attacking and running away, the ones they led were all standard assault cavalry.

Especially Xiahou, he led the Tunqi. The upper and lower limits of this legion were exaggerated, but it was very suitable for Xiahou Dun's legion talents. The violent aura made the Tunqi burst out with terrifying power.

Xiahou Dun swung the spear, which was over ten feet long. His power was like opening a valve, and it burst out along with his roar. The fierce force smashed the enemy into pieces in an instant.

Beile Tunqi was completely confused at this time. He realized at this moment that the gap left behind was not their way of survival, but their road to hell.

At the moment when the cavalry began to charge, the elite Danyang troops who had been pretending to be cowardly for a long time once again entered the ultimate Danyang state under Sun Wu's micro-manipulation.

At the same time, the vanguard soldiers began to burst out again. Sun Wu directly got on the chariot and led his camp to suppress the center.

A torrent of arrows cleared the way, and the heavy infantry advanced step by step.

With the exception of the heavily armed lines, advances were underway in almost every direction.

The Eight Banners of Mongolia were like a huge piece of plasticine, squeezed and deformed by forces from all directions and unrecognizable.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Beile Tunqi roared, and he finally realized that he had stepped into the trap set for him by Sun Wu.

The best way now is to sacrifice the chariot to save the king. No matter what, the auxiliary military soul corps cannot be lost. As long as this auxiliary military soul is there, their Eight Banners of Mongolia will never decline.

However, since he had been manipulated for so many steps, how could the choice he made at this moment escape Sun Wu's prediction?

The direction that Beile Tunqi chose to evacuate was the direction where Xiahou Yuan was, and it was indeed the direction that was easiest to break through.

But in the panic, Beiletunqi forgot one thing, which was the whereabouts of the heavy cavalry that had previously broken into the camp.

Of course, Sun Wu could not really leave Beile Tunqi a way out. He had no intention of giving these people any chance to survive from the very beginning.

This war is so important that they must not leave any hidden dangers.

Behind Xiahou Yuan's legion, the super heavy cavalry appeared.

"Stay!"

Zhang He said in a cold voice, and he kicked his horse's belly and rushed directly towards the army in front. Even though the size of the enemy was several times larger than his own, the super-heavy cavalry still formed a straight line and launched a charge.

The effect of impact cancellation really played its due significance at this moment, and the piercing of the dragon spear had no value in impact cancellation at this moment.

The heavy cavalry, which could have relied on their numbers to forcibly block the enemy, encountered a fundamental difference when the super-heavy cavalry charged towards them.

The heavy cavalry did not slow down when they hit people, or to put it simply, the impact brought by the elite cavalry of the Eight Banners of Mongolia did not affect the charge of the super heavy cavalry at all, and there was no effect after knocking them away.

This brutal ability truly demonstrated its value at this moment. A one-ton heavy cavalry guard, with its terrifying impact force, could knock down any opponent in an instant without slowing down.

Beiletunqi looked at the super-heavy cavalry that were entering at a speed that was like they were on a picnic, cutting a bloody path through their own army, and there was no way to stop them at all.

All it could do at this moment was to avoid the attack of the overweight cavalry and escape.

Then...Beiletunqi overestimated his ability to control the army.

From the very beginning, Sun Wu realized that the Eight Banners of Mongolia were not a monolithic entity.

Eight Banners, Eight Banners, naturally come from multiple regions.

They were organized into tribes, divided according to geography and status, and originally they also had a unified name of the Eight Banners of Mongolia.

However, in the face of the great collapse at this moment, the choices made by each family were completely different, resulting in the disintegration of the army that was barely considered complete.

And everything Sun Wu did was for this moment.

Under normal circumstances, if he wanted to surround and annihilate these people, he would need at least twice as many people as the other side. Even if it was in vain, he would at least have an equal number of people as the other side.

However, he had far fewer men than the enemy. If he wanted to annihilate the enemy, he could only rely on the white horse's swift pursuit.

Only by defeating the opponent can the White Horse fully demonstrate its speed of killing.

In the long battles that had taken place before, less than one-tenth of the Eight Banners of Mongolia had died, and a large part of the gains even came from the outbursts of the vanguard.

At this moment, when the Eight Banners of Mongolia were about to collapse, Bai Ma saw Sun Wu's signal and rushed to the battlefield in a moment.

Zhao Yun straightened his spear indifferently and shouted slogans, and the White Horse Volunteers swept in like a white wave.

"Wherever justice leads, life and death will follow! The yellow sky can bear witness, and the white horse can be the witness!"

What appeared faster than the rumbling thunder was the pale light of a knife.

The vacuum blades used by Xiahou Yuan's army were now hovering around the White Horse Volunteers like breath.

After reaching the Military Soul, the white horse quickly reached the limit of speed, reaching a level as high as the sky.

He mastered the power of the wind, and at the same time mastered incredible speed and agility.

The White Horse Volunteers, whistling with sonic booms, slashed past the cavalry on the side of the Eight Banners of Mongolia in just a few breaths, and all the places that could be touched by the air blades were chopped into pieces.

As soon as the Eight Banners of Mongolia fled, the White Horse Volunteers infiltrated from behind them.

At that moment, the Pure White Army that infiltrated the Eight Banners of Mongolia wiped out everything within the infiltration range in an instant.

The arrival of white terror completely crushed the last sanity of the Eight Banners of Mongolia, and an unstoppable large-scale defeat began to spread.

What spread faster than them was the White Horse's butcher knife. (End of this chapter)