Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Yan Xin turned over and rode on the guard's horse, but everywhere he looked, he saw a dead end.

"Boom boom boom!" The dull drum beats sounded.

The power of military music is blossoming, and the resonance between Dawn and the Yellow Turban Warriors is further enhanced.

Kusroyi could already clearly feel the presence of the Yellow Turban warrior. This time he did not hesitate and directly began to command Liao Hua through his will.

Using Liao Hua as a springboard to command the Yellow Turban warriors and the soldiers of the Dawn Legion to work together, they directly cut the Eight Banners cavalry led by Yan Xin into several pieces, and then began to strangle them madly.

"Surrender!" Kusroyi's voice rang out on the battlefield and echoed in Yanxin's ears.

"There are only Eight Banners men who died in battle, but no Eight Banners men who surrendered!" Yan Xin roared, waving his gun and charging forward to break through.

"Are you planning to break out at the risk of your life?" Kusroyi raised his spear calmly, his face showing a hint of indifference.

"Then die!"

"All troops attack!"

Kusroyi pointed his gun straight ahead, the warhorse under his crotch stood up, and with a roar, he rushed directly towards Yanxin.

If it were an ordinary legion, it would have collapsed long ago, but the Eight Banners Cavalry was elite and did not lose its combat effectiveness even after being cut into several pieces.

But it doesn’t matter, the end is coming next.

Kusroyi took the initiative with his personal guards to kill Yan Xin, in order to capture the leader first.

As Kusroyi rode forward, the Dawn soldiers and the Yellow Turban strongmen also began to attack with the momentum of a tiger descending from the mountain.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, Kusroyi used the horse's force to direct his spear past Yanxin's parrying spear. Then he fired a shot, and the brilliance of his will turned into a real stab that pierced Yanxin's arm directly.

Kusroyi had a blank expression on his face, while the opponent was still fighting hard. This attitude of fighting to the death was really moving.

But that's all.

The spear was like a dragon, and Yan Xin had difficulty resisting it. Within a dozen moves, several holes appeared on his body.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Just when Yan Xin was suppressed by Kusroyi's moves, three arrows formed a V-shape and shot towards Kusroyi. Kusroyi frowned and deflected the arrows. Yan Xin also took the opportunity to retreat quickly and hid under the protection of his personal guards again.

Looking up into the distance, I saw Jiro Murata and Yoruichi Kimura double-teaming me from both sides.

"Finally here!" Yan Xin's face was frosty. He almost died at Kusroyi's hands.

"After being treated like that, can you still be driven to fight?" Kusroyi frowned.

Even if the lower castes of the Kushans were indiscriminately slaughtered by the higher castes from the rear, their morale would be so low that they would be unable to fight.

Kusroyi was surprised to see that the Japanese vassal troops including Murata Jiro could continue fighting.

I didn't expect there would be something worse than the Kushans.

Seeing that Yanxin was about to slip away, Kusroyi drew his bow and arrow, aimed at Yanxin's direction, and shot an arrow.

The will of the Dawn Legion blossomed wildly at this moment, and the possibility of killing Yan Xin with arrows was infinitely increased.

When Yan Xin was just congratulating himself for surviving the disaster, an arrow wrapped in brilliant light silently pierced through his heart, passing through his heavy protections.

"This is impossible!" Yan Xin couldn't believe it. He didn't feel any fluctuations at all.

Kusroyi calmly rode forward.

The arrow exploded in Yanxin's chest, leaving a huge hole in his chest. It seemed that even a god could not save him.

Kusroyi chopped off Yanxin's head with his sword and lifted it high with his spear.

"The enemy general is dead, why don't you surrender quickly!"

The sound was like a loud bell, breaking the psychological defenses of the Eight Banners Cavalry and the Japanese vassal army.

The Japanese vassal troops that had just rushed up turned around and ran away. The Eight Banners Cavalry that had been fighting hard just now also lost their backbone and began to flee blindly.

"We won!" Liao Hua cheered and was about to lead his troops to chase and kill, but was stopped by Kusroyi.

"Retreat, there are people behind us!" Kusroyi shook his head.

After such a commotion, the other side will certainly not dare to advance rashly, as their goal has been achieved.

Kusroyi glanced at the battlefield and was already familiar with the casualty ratio of both sides.

"Counting the ones they killed themselves, the casualties ratio is one to four? This legion is really troublesome!"

Kusroyi frowned. They had the advantage of time, place and people, and despite the fierce battle with the enemy, they managed not to be completely destroyed.

The Japanese vassal army was also quite troublesome. With almost double the strength of their opponents, they also killed quite a few of their men under the leadership of the Eight Banners Cavalry.

But just as he expected, without the backbone, everything fell apart at the slightest push.

After Yan Xin was shot and killed by him, the Japanese vassal troops, which were quite numerous in number, turned around and ran away.

Even with the fact that Yan Xin had backstabbed them before, their psychological quality was basically just enough to help out.

Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen, who had just landed, looked extremely grim when he heard the news of Yanxin's death.

"The Lord is dead, how dare you live!"

Looking at Murata Jiro and Kimura Yoruichi kneeling in front of him, Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen kicked them over in anger.

"Hey! I'm so sorry!"

Jiro Murata and Yoruichi Kimura didn't dare to resist at all. Even though they were kicked to the point of vomiting blood, they could only get up and kneel down to apologize obediently, without showing the slightest dissatisfaction on their faces.

"Bring your army and chase them. If you cannot avenge me, you will all be buried with Yan Xin!"

Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen didn't care at all about Yanxin's crushing of the vassal army. In his opinion, this was not a big deal.

On the contrary, Nobunobu died, but Murata Jiro and others did not die. This is the biggest problem.

So he gave the order to both of them to die without hesitation. Blood debt must be repaid with blood.

However, despite this, Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen did exactly as Kusroyi had expected and marched his army cautiously, fearing that he would repeat the same mistake.

"Should we surrender to Xinghan?"

Jiro Murata led the samurai and walked at the front of the army. Thinking of the brilliance of dawn, he whispered to Yoruichi Kimura beside him.

"Jiro! Are you trying to kill yourself? How dare you say such a thing!"

"You're going to die anyway, don't you want to live?" Murata Jiro angrily pressed his forehead against Kimura Yoruichi's.

"But, they are the gods of Takama-ga-hara!" Yoruichi Kimura was frightened by the anger in Jiro Murata's eyes.

He had never seen such a beast-like look in his eyes. "God, God, wasn't he just killed in front of us?" Murata Jiro said with a hint of sarcasm.

Yan Xin fell down in front of him. He felt that Yan Xin seemed to be no different from them. They would all be injured and die.

They really can't rebel against the gods, but why not just join another group of gods?

They had received some news, such as the Qing army's successive defeats. They did not believe it before, but Nobuyuki's death made Murata Jiro realize that the news might be true.

Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen in the rear was completely unaware of what was going on in front, and his mind was full of how to get revenge.

Not only Yan Xin died, but also more than 3,000 Eight Banners men. For him, it had been a long time since he encountered such an arrogant enemy.

On the other side, Kusroyi, who met up with Bocai, asked Bocai about the past history.

He had studied the history of the founding of Xinghan, but the history they learned started from Mu Yi.

Mu Yi's life was too smooth, from beginning to end. Especially when recorded in the Spring and Autumn style, Mu Yi seemed like a god who was born with knowledge.

Starting from Buqi County, he fought his way through all the obstacles and brought the entire world under the rule of Xinghan.

When he cooperated with Zhou Cang before, he did not feel that kind of will to resist.

But this time, he felt the same will from Liao Hua and the others as Dalit, even brighter than theirs.

Bo Cai was not shy about it. History itself is written by the victors, and the Yellow Turbans won.

The hatred and suffering of the past also disappeared with the death of Huangfu Song, and now they are the people of Xinghan living under the yellow sky.

But since Kusroyi was interested, he didn't mind telling Kusroyi.

He told Kusroyi the story of the past in a casual manner and patted Kusroyi on the shoulder.

"Young man, work hard, I am very optimistic about you!"

Kusroyi was in a trance.

He looked back at the soldiers of Dawn, and it turned out that Dawn really had the potential to shine brightly.

"Report, Marshal, a letter has been sent by someone claiming to be a Japanese samurai!" Kusroyi's thoughts were interrupted by his subordinates' report.

"It's the vassal army that fought with us before!" After confirming the appearance features, Kusroyi turned his head and said to Bocai.

"Oh? Your dawn is really contagious!" Bo Cai opened the letter and immediately laughed.

"Isn't this a trick?" Kusroyi frowned.

"It doesn't matter! It won't affect the overall situation!"

Bo Cai smiled and waved his hand. If the other side defected, they would naturally show their sincerity. He would not show mercy.

"Tell them in a letter that if they don't want to die, they should stay on the flanks and cooperate with our army in launching a counterattack. Anyone in other places will be killed without mercy!" Bo Cai replied casually.

After receiving the news, Jiro Murata and Yoru Kimura looked at each other, but they had no more choice but to squat on the flank according to Bo Cai's order and then pass on the news of the discovery of the Xinghan army.

"Go forward and crush them!" Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen gave the order loudly.

He didn't care about the life or death of his vassal troops. After determining the location of the Xinghan army, he had only one thought in his mind, which was revenge.

Let all those who dare to attack the Eight Banners descendants die.

Bo Cai did not even think of hiding. He commanded the vassal troops recruited by Shuguang to form a battle array around the Yellow Turban warriors, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

The large number of reconnaissance missions sent out has allowed Bo Cai to grasp the situation within a radius of 20 miles and clearly understand the current situation.

In this battle, the enemy had no reinforcements and no ambushes. All the preparations outside were made by himself, but he also had no reinforcements.

All he has to do is to go all out to defeat the opponent and resolve the worries for the front line.

"Are you Xuanxiang?" Kusroyi followed Bocai and was a little surprised when he saw Bocai's arrangement.

"Do you know him?" Bo Cai said with a smile.

As the commander of a large army, he would of course know Xuan Xiang. Xuan Xiang's information was not considered confidential in Xinghan, and anyone who was a legion commander was qualified to read it.

However, only a few people can learn it, and most of them need the help of counselors.

This one by Bo Cai was given to him by Han Xin, and it is a variant developed from the ancient Xuan Xiang method.

"I don't know him, but how did you do it?" Kusroyi found it difficult to understand, because Bo was leading a group of young men who had just become familiar with the orders.

"To put it bluntly, aren't all the changes in military formations directed by orders?" Bo Cai said with a smile.

His legionary talent enables people to subconsciously follow orders. This kind of action where the body precedes the brain makes his command more efficient for miscellaneous soldiers.

It is easy to pose Xuan Xiang, and it is even easier if you have practiced it several times in advance.

The core of this military formation is to give full play to the advantage of one's own military strength. Attacking from any of the four frontal directions will only give one feeling, that of being besieged from all sides.

The power of the army in the rear will be transmitted to the front line. Even if the losses are staggering, it is enough for the soldiers fighting on the front line to exert the combat effectiveness of their dual talents in fighting.

In addition, Bo Cai placed Yellow Turban Warriors at several dead spots. If one wanted to break this army formation, unless he launched a counter-encirclement or defeated the Yellow Turban Warriors, he would have to face continuous attacks from the vassal army from all directions.

This unique military formation that takes advantage of numbers, combined with Bo Cai's legion talent, can produce quite good results in such a large-scale legion melee.

Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen was not the commander of a large army, but at this moment he had no choice but to go ahead.

Because he was unable to control an army of 100,000, Aisin-Gioro Yinzhen chose the simplest method, which was to divide the army into four batches for attack.

Arrows rained down, and the elite Qing army, wearing triple armor, holding a spear in one hand and a sword in the other, led the charge towards the front of the Xinghan army.

The vassal armies on both wings, led by the backbone, also launched a desperate charge.

Bo Cai waved the flag, the army formation deformed slightly, actively contracted the defense, extended the flanks to increase the combat area as much as possible, and the Yellow Turban strongmen also attacked from the front.

"Beat the drums, order the flanks and the center to launch a full-front counterattack. The second batch of defense lines are ready to rotate. The rain of arrows is explosive. The catapults and crossbows are ready. The side covering strikes and the tung oil cans are ready to be launched!"

Orders were issued one after another from Bo Cai, constantly directing the army to make subtle adjustments.

In Kusroyi's eyes, every movement was like the rotation of gears, and he could clearly feel the direction of the army's power.

Under normal circumstances, the strength of the army is evenly distributed, and every soldier will receive a corresponding improvement.

But now, he stood in the center of the army but could not feel any blessing, and all the strength was directed to the front.

The combat power at the front will certainly be amazing, but the rear will be in a completely defenseless situation.

This also made Kusroyi understand why Bo Cai kept him by his side in case a legion rushed down from the rear or the sky at this time.

I’m afraid that he could break through the army and kill Bo Cai directly.

If this is the case, only Shuguang can effectively resist, giving Bocai enough time to adjust. (End of this chapter)