Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 318: Grassland War
Mang Qian rushed to the front. With nearly 20,000 people, he had already broken through the defense line of the Purple Gold Dragon Cavalry.

He looked ahead and saw long swords gleaming with golden light, ready for battle at any moment, while to the right, the bows and crossbows of the Shenji Camp were still firing continuously.

Mang Qian's eyes turned cold.

"Divide the troops into two groups. You lead 10,000 people to stop the Han army with golden swords, and I will personally lead people to destroy these Han army archers first!"

He had heard a lot about the Golden Sword Battalion and knew how powerful they were. Seeing the eight thousand Golden Sword Battalion standing in front of him, he felt a little nervous, so he sent a mid-level general to go ahead and test it out.

The general was unaware of the reputation of the Golden Sword Battalion. When he saw that the soldiers were all lightly equipped, had no shields, and were all infantry, he immediately became courageous.

"General, rest assured, I will definitely fulfill my mission and annihilate all these Han people!"

Mang Qian encouraged him verbally, but in fact he was thinking: "It would be good if you can hold them off for a while. As for annihilating them completely, I dare not even think about it."

He personally led less than 10,000 troops and headed straight for Ye Xiang's Shenji Camp.

The young general was encouraged by him and was full of confidence.

"Humble and cowardly Han people, let me show you how powerful we Xianbei people are!"

He was in high spirits and took the lead. At the front of the Golden Sword Camp, Zhang Yong had a gloomy face, his right hand tightly holding the Heaven-Splitting Axe, and anger seemed to be bursting out of his eyes.

When the young Xianbei general saw him, and beholding him riding a tall horse and wearing a suit of armor that looked quite impressive, he knew that he was the general of the Golden Sword Team.

"I'll do the surgery on you first!"

He soon came in front of Zhang Yong, with a huge axe whistling towards him.

Zhang Yong's eyes shone, and he smiled contemptuously: "Humph, do you think you are worthy of using an axe?"

He slapped his warhorse, rushed out, and chopped down the ground with his axe.

The young Xianbei general didn't care: "Humph, you want to compete with me in strength, what are you doing..."

The two axes collided with each other, and suddenly an extremely strong force was transmitted from the arms. The face of the Xianbei general changed drastically, and he was almost knocked off his horse by this force.

Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows: "You actually managed to block one of my moves, but that's enough, give me back my fifth brother's life!"

The Heaven-Splitting Axe chopped down again, and the young general hurriedly tried to block it. Unexpectedly, with a crisp sound, the handle of the axe in his hand was directly chopped off. Then he felt a sharp pain in his chest and completely lost his senses.

The 10,000 Xianbei cavalrymen behind him were extremely depressed when they saw that their commander had died in battle so quickly.

The soldiers of the Golden Sword Battalion were so excited that their faces turned red.

Zhang Yong raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, the time has come to avenge the five generals. Charge!"

The golden swords flashed with cold light, and the roars shocked people's hearts!

Among these 10,000 Xianbei cavalry, some had witnessed the power of the golden sword in Yanmen and did not want to charge too fast. However, they could not resist the ignorant comrades behind them who rushed forward excitedly, making it difficult for them to retreat.

"kill!"

The Golden Sword Camp roared, and the force rose from the ground. The tip of the golden sword scratched the ground and suddenly slashed out diagonally.

"Crack...knock..."

With a series of crisp noises, the bodies and horses of the Xianbei cavalrymen who were rushing in the front were all split in half, with blood and bones everywhere. Many people and horses were split in half before they could even utter a scream.

"Oh my God..."

The cavalrymen behind saw this and immediately broke out in cold sweats and their teeth began to chatter.

"When the golden sword comes out, the men and horses will be crushed to pieces! Kill, kill, kill!"

The Golden Sword Camp was filled with murderous intent and advanced forward step by step.

"Crack...knock..."

The terrifying voices kept ringing out. In the eyes of the Xianbei cavalry, these eight thousand soldiers of the Golden Sword Camp became demons and evil spirits that were demanding their lives!
Finally, some Xianbei cavalrymen could no longer bear it and turned their horses to flee.

"No fight, no fight!"

"Run!"

Another Xianbei general who had just broken through the Purple Gold Dragon Cavalry's defense line was naturally furious.

"Stop! Anyone who dares to desert will be killed without mercy!" He swung his sword and killed several of the fastest Xianbei cavalrymen, barely stopping the defeat.

He and another general joined forces and led the cavalry to surround the enemy again.

On the other side, Mang Qian also led nearly 10,000 cavalrymen to face the Shenji Camp.

As they were rushing over, the Shenji Camp sent out a part of its archers to launch two waves of shooting at them, killing more than a thousand Xianbei cavalrymen, which made Mangqian very frustrated.

"Humph, now it's a close combat. I want to see how you archers can defend yourself. Prepare to die!"

Mang Qian took aim at Ye Xiang first and attacked him directly.

Ye Xiang smiled mysteriously and took a long cloth cover from the side of the horse's back.

When Mang Qian saw this, his expression changed, as if he had sensed something bad.

Ye Xiang's hand shook, and the cloth cover fell to the ground, revealing a long spear with a black barrel and a dark red tip!

"The Fire Dragon Spear is the Fire Dragon Spear. I have neglected you on weekdays. Today, we will join hands and let you, the Fire Dragon, drink the blood of the Hu people!"

This spear is one of the six most powerful weapons created together with the weapons of Liu He and others. Although Ye Xiang practices it every day, he rarely uses it on the battlefield.

However, despite this, Ye Xiang did not feel any unfamiliarity at all holding the Fire Dragon Spear.

He put down the three-stone strong bow, shook the Fire Dragon Spear, and the red tassel on it fluttered, and went straight for Mang Qian's door.

Mang Qian was startled and turned his head to avoid the attack, while attacking Ye Xiang's abdomen.

Mang Qian was surprised to find that this young man in front of him, who looked to be only in his twenties, had martial arts skills that were enough to tie with him, which horrified him!

"This Han army is incredible! How come all the generals in the army are so strong in martial arts? It's okay that Liu He and his four sworn brothers are highly skilled in martial arts, but even the commander of the crossbowmen has such terrible close combat ability!"

Not only Ye Xiang did so, Qu Hang also did the same as him, taking a spear from the horse's back. Even all the soldiers of the Shenji Camp also carried a cloth bag on their bodies. They took out three iron rods from the cloth bag, connected them together and twisted them into a spear. This almost shattered the worldview of the Xianbei chief general.

However, he didn't have time to think about it. Ye Xiang's spear was pressing him closely, forcing him to not relax at all.

Seeing that several Xianbei generals were entangled by the Han army, the Huns were overjoyed.

"It is time for us, the Xiongnu, to show off our power today!"

A Xiongnu general saw Liu He and Cui Jun, who were alone, from afar, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Haha, that man wearing golden armor must be the legendary Liu He. As long as we capture or kill him, the Xiongnu will win this battle!"

He turned around and shouted to the two Xiongnu generals, "Liu He is over there!"

The two men were also very happy. They felt that no matter how brave Liu He was, with their three generals and more than 10,000 elite Huns around them, could they not defeat him?
Thinking of this, the three of them became more courageous.

"Little Liu He, today is the day you die!"

A group of people rushed towards Liu He in a mighty manner.

But what is very strange is that Zhang Yong, Guan Yu and others who saw this scene had no expression on their faces and did not show any anxiety or worry at all.

Liu He, who was far away, smiled when he saw the Huns rushing towards him.

He looked at Cui Jun beside him and said, "Does the military advisor really want to fight alongside He today?"

Cui Jun held his sword horizontally and said sternly, "That's right!"

The answer was very brief, just two words, but it was full of decisiveness.

"Good! Military advisor, you are so heroic!"

Liu He was not too worried about this. Although Cui Jun was a civil official, he had practiced martial arts since he was young. Even in the Anmin Army, he was strict with himself and often practiced with the soldiers, especially with Liu He and others. Now his martial arts strength has reached 75 points, which is only 1 point away from the peak value of its original historical attribute.

In addition to the Cangming Sword of the King of Soldiers which increases the military power by 2 points, and the divine armor which increases the military power by 1 point, although they are not as good as the generals of the Xianbei and Huns, they are enough to deal with ordinary soldiers for a short period of time.

Since the two of them had a tacit understanding, they said no more and rushed towards the more than 10,000 Hun army!

The two figures here, facing tens of thousands of people, did not hesitate and moved forward bravely!

(End of this chapter)