Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Just as Han Xin was discussing how to deal with possible enemies.

Bai Qi also started a siege and annihilation campaign at the same time.

Compared to the imperial city with three layers of city walls inside and outside, the ancestral temple has only one layer of city wall, and outside of that are camps.

Building a town requires large-scale operations, and the ancestral temple is too sacred. The Qing court does not allow those craftsmen to approach it. The number of craftsmen they have trained themselves is too small. Maintenance is already difficult, and wanting to expand is simply nonsense.

Therefore, guards can only be stationed on the periphery.

After the attack, the Qing army began to build a camp on the spot to protect the ancestral temple, but the makeshift camp was no match for the city wall.

So even though Han Xin took action earlier, it was Bai Qi who was the first to create sparks.

"attack!"

At Bai Qi's command, the war began.

Bai Qi deployed a large number of war puppets onto the battlefield to act as the first wave of cannon fodder and attract firepower.

"The resistance is really strong!" Bai Qi narrowed his eyes. He didn't like siege battles, but this one had to be fought.

The Qing army seemed to have anticipated this and relied on small space gates to continuously transfer personnel from other places.

This is also the most helpless point for Xinghan.

They can disrupt the normal order of space and make large-scale space teleportation impossible, but they have no way to deal with this kind of small-scale space teleportation.

But it doesn't matter. All previous efforts were to cut off the opponent's reinforcements from multiple channels. Now the encirclement has been established, blocking the opponent's reinforcements from any angle.

Small space teleportation is already a drop in the bucket. Whether winning or injuring the opponent is acceptable.

Of course, for Bai Qi, the only option was to annihilate the enemy completely, otherwise it would be a complete failure.

It is precisely because of this belief that Bai Qi was appointed as the commander here.

"We have almost finished probing. The other side is just retreating. We are stockpiling heavy troops in several directions and dotted with cannon fodder and elite troops in the gaps. This is the most traditional defense method!"

Bai Qi used two waves of war puppets to test the enemy and found that the opponent did not have any original designs, but was instead full of rigid and dogmatic rigor.

It can't be said to be wrong, but it can't be called a masterpiece either.

"Let's do it!" Bai Qi waved the flag in his hand expressionlessly, and the order to attack was instantly conveyed to every legion.

The first to take action was Huang Zhong.

As the commander of the air legion, this time he did not continue to lead the Dragon Knights, but instead brought a three-talented Bingzhou Wolf Rider.

This time, he no longer led the air legion to kill at the critical moment, but chose to join the battlefield at the beginning.

Huang Zhong, sitting on his mount, raised the oversized heavy bow in his hand. His sharp eyes penetrated all the gaps and stared directly at the commander's flag in the camp and the camp commander standing under the flag.

He slowly and powerfully pulled the heavy bow in his hand. The camp commander was quite strong and had already reached the perfection of internal energy leaving the body. But with Huang Zhong's ability, even Lu Bu and Guan Yu could not dodge his arrows.

As for not dodging and taking it head-on, there's nothing you can do about it. Arrows are one-time output after all, and cannot be as continuous as in close combat.

But those who can withstand Huang Zhong's arrow are not ordinary strong men.

But Huang Zhong's target was not it. It would be meaningless to just shoot a main general. At such a long distance, the opponent would also have a deputy general to take over.

Its target is the commander's flag in the camp.

Huang Zhong slowly drew his bow and recalled what Bai Qi had taught him.

Bai Qi's instruction to him was to shoot the main general or cut off the commander's flag, and then charge forward to break the enemy's formation.

In order to maintain morale, the opponent has no choice but to resist. When the time comes, they will burst out with all their strength, kill the generals in battle, and the morale will be boosted.

As for the opponent's deployment, do you really think Bai Qi is just there to do nothing? Even if the opponent has a military god's deployment, Bai Qi can seize the opportunity to create local chaos for Huang Zhong and let Huang Zhong kill a lot of people.

Huang Zhong slowly unleashed his legionary talent, and a cool feeling covered all the soldiers.

Following the traces left by the war puppets, the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry charged forward swiftly, and the distance between the two sides was less than two hundred steps.

Thick clouds were rolling over the heads of both sides, and a battle between the two sides was about to break out.

"Use this arrow to congratulate our army for its victory!"

The green horse under Huang Zhong's crotch stood up directly. Huang Zhong half-stood on the horse, drew his bow and shot an arrow, and roared with an excited look.

Let go, the string trembles, and the arrow flies out.

At this moment, Huang Zhong unleashed all of his stored vitality, returning to the peak of his prime, and his muscles swelled instantly.

The short spear-like arrow shot out from the bowstring like a meteor, whistling across a distance of hundreds of steps and directly nailing the flag behind the camp commander.

"Damn it!"

The camp commander Ajige looked angrily at the flag being shot off. Huang Zhong's arrow was very reliable. Not only did the arrow shoot off the flag, but the internal energy also shattered the entire flagpole the moment it touched the flagpole.

"Bayala! Take your men and charge forward to stop them. You think you can break into my camp with such a petty trick? You're dreaming!" Ajige roared.

Immediately, a strong man led the Eight Banners cavalry and rushed towards Huang Zhong.

"Shoot, kill all these fools!" Ajige cursed angrily while giving orders calmly.

Being able to serve as the leader of a camp near the ancestral temple, he certainly has the advantage of Aisin-Gioro blood, but that doesn't mean he is a fool. On the contrary, he is also the commander of a large army.

Even if he is just a qualified commander of a large army, it is enough to deal with most challenges.

However, the archers in the camp shot a dense rain of arrows at the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry led by Huang Zhong.

But when the dense rain of arrows fell into the range of the blue glow, all the Wolf Knights had only one feeling, that is, slow.

At this moment, in the eyes of all the wolf riders, the movements of all the falling arrows entered a slow-motion state.

Huang Zhong's legion talent has been honed to the extreme. In addition to condensing internal energy, it can even temporarily affect time.

The speed of the arrows slowed down, and all the Wolf Knights could clearly see the speed of the rain of arrows coming from the front. The dynamic vision allowed them to see the trajectory of the arrows clearly. Countless combat experiences, coupled with the liberation of physical fitness, allowed them to make the most suitable actions while seeing and feeling.

Either use a spear to push it away, or block it with a small round shield.

The dense arrows were easily blocked by the Wolf Cavalry soldiers. Relying on the talents of Huang Zhong's army, the Wolf Cavalry rushed through the rain of arrows unscathed.

Just as the next wave of arrows was about to be launched, the Changshui Camp controlled by Bai Qi began to exert its strength.

There was no chance given to these archers. After they shot three waves of arrows, the rapid fire of Changshui Camp had covered the Qing army's archers.

Although the Changshui Camp did not have archers with outstanding shooting speed, shooting seven arrows per second was not a difficult task for them.

Therefore, before the arrows shot at the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry fell, the archers deployed by the Qing army had already suffered a fatal blow.

The arrows from Changshuiying fell to the ground, and the explosion created quickly covered the position of the archer corps.

The damage of the explosion is still not high, but that is for defensive soldiers. For fragile archers, even if the explosion is not caused by a direct hit, but the explosion of the essence of heaven and earth around them is enough to kill and destroy all the surroundings.

What's more, the soldiers of Changshui Camp were carrying special arrows made by Huang Tianji this time, which could resonate and vibrate with each other when they fell to the ground.

In almost a breath, there were almost no standing soldiers left in the Qing army's archer formation.

Those who were still alive were unable to continue drawing their bows and shooting arrows due to the effects of the shock.

Huang Zhong looked at the Eight Banners cavalry charging towards him without changing his expression. He had met a tough opponent, and shooting off the commander's flag had surprisingly little impact on the enemy.

But it doesn’t matter, let him add some more code.

Before the encounter, the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry and the Eight Iron Cavalry almost instinctively drew their bows and shot arrows, then clenched their spears in their hands and began the final sprint.

The wolf riders in the front naturally shrank their bodies and prepared for a frontal attack, and the Eight Banners Cavalry on the other side did the same.

Both sides are perfect cavalry on the road to omnipotence.

For both sides, fancy techniques have lost their meaning. Instead, pure strength and speed have become their weapons to determine victory or defeat.

The two torrents collided in an instant.

"The enemy will die!"

Bayara roared angrily. Being beaten to the ancestral land by the enemy was a great shame and humiliation for everyone with the Aisin-Gioro blood in his veins.

At this moment, Bayara's energy and spirit had reached its peak. The passion that had long been lost in his extravagant life suddenly burned to the limit at this moment.

The bulging muscles became even stronger at this moment, the hot blood in the chest rushed into the heart, and Bayara's spirit rose infinitely at this moment.

He was very sure that no one could stop his sword, not even Oboi, the former greatest warrior.

"Die!"

At this moment, Bayara burst out with all his strength. Anger and humiliation made his strength rise to a limit that he had never reached before, and even a faint glow was revealed under the clouds.

"It's you that damn it!"

Huang Zhong's cold voice rang in Bayara's ears, and an ice-blue light shone brightly. Bayara's eyes went dark, and he watched in disbelief as his vision flew up.

It wasn't until he fell to the ground and saw a familiar headless corpse that he reacted.

"I'm dead?" Bayara didn't understand what was happening.

His attack that burned everything actually missed, and he felt nothing, as if he had lost consciousness at that moment.

"I'm not reconciled..."

Bayara struggled to deny his own death, but he suddenly felt a chill spreading from his neck upwards.

"I do not……"

Everything went dark before his eyes, and he completely lost all sense.

Huang Zhong glanced at the broken head of Bayala, and the big knife in his hand drew an icy blue mark, shattering Bayala's headless body.

These divine cultivators are so shameless. Even after their heads flew so far away, they still want to deny death and come back to life. It's simply outrageous.

It would be quite troublesome if Bayara were to be resurrected.

Bayara, who had burned everything, already possessed the destructive power of a top master.

But it was only destructive power, and he was still far behind in other aspects, otherwise he would not have frozen time with absolute zero and killed him instantly with one sword.

If it were a divine cultivator like Guan Yu or Lu Bu, they would be able to react while being frozen.

"The enemy general is dead, follow me to kill him!"

Huang Zhong swept his sword across and cut off the Eight Banners cavalry that were about to rush up from the surroundings.

Although the internal energy in his body was almost exhausted, Huang Zhong still did not show any signs of weakness.

He remembered Bai Qi's words, no matter what happened, he must always maintain an unstoppable momentum when attacking.

The Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry and the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry, which were originally evenly matched, saw the situation reversed in an instant. Momentum is too important for top-level legions to fight each other.

The powerful momentum can make each of their blows heavier.

Killing the general and seizing the flag, destroying the enemy's formation, in just a few breaths, Huang Zhong had achieved the ultimate that a fierce general could do.

Even though the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry could not defeat the Eight Banners Cavalry in front of them for a while, it did not prevent Huang Zhong from intimidating the entire camp.

"Everyone follow me to kill the enemy!"

Huang Zhong raised his bow and roared. At this moment, he completely gave up close combat. He drew his bow and shot arrows. Every time he shot, he took away a Qing soldier.

However, even with such overwhelming momentum, the Qing army was not defeated, and the Qing troops in the camp were still putting up a stubborn resistance.

"The resistance is a little too strong!"

"Is it because we are in the ancestral land that we have received a great boost? Why is there no suppressive effect?"

Bai Qi narrowed his eyes and controlled the will of the army, allowing him to feel more things.

Moreover, Mu Yi had also discussed with him before, that if they felt the resistance was too great, they should temporarily surround them but not annihilate them, and wait for them to arrive.

He could feel that there was something in the void blessing the soldiers, but he could neither see nor touch it.

He guessed that it was the imperial will of the Qing court, but it seemed to be more stable than the imperial will?

The illusory Nurhaci stood in another dimension, releasing his power to the fullest. The imperial will was burning, and all the Qing troops were epically strengthened.

Almost every Qing soldier possessed the talents of fearlessness and indomitable spirit, making victory in this war even more difficult.

It was not only on Huang Zhong's side, but also in other directions, whether it was the powerful attack on Guan Yu's side, or the attack on Oswald and Kusroyi on Lu Xun's side.

At most, they could only suppress the Qing army, but could not defeat it.

In the past, this would have been simply impossible.

Unless it was the Qing army that was possessed by a family spirit, even the Eight Banners Cavalry would have fluctuations in morale, not to mention Huang Zhong's performance of directly beheading the general and seizing the flag.

Dorgon stared indifferently at the fierce attacks from all directions, quietly waiting for Huang Zhong and his men's explosive period to pass.

The opponent's intention to wipe them out in one go was obvious, and this violent offensive would inevitably not be able to be sustained. That would be the time for him to counterattack.

This war cannot be ended in one day or one night.

Dorgon had long been prepared to fight a protracted war and wait for Huang Taiji to break out to the north. (End of this chapter)