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Chapter 58: Man and Horse Destroyed (Please continue reading without interruption)
Bai Yuege sat upright opposite him, his expression completely calm.

"That's right, it has to be this way!"

Her voice was as cold and harsh as the wind on this ancient battlefield.

"Only in this way can we keep Xiang Wu and his entire army here."

“But this will kill many people, many brothers who shouldn’t have died!” Meng Yi said in a deep voice, suppressing his anger.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuege did not refute it, but looked at him with an almost mocking gaze.

That look seemed to say, "You still care about these things at a time like this?"
Meng Yi finally sighed helplessly and looked down at the imperial edict stamped with the king's jade seal on the table.

He couldn't understand what methods the Bai family, who were considered madmen by everyone in the court, had used to make His Majesty decide to use them to fight this war that would determine the fate of the nation.

But the emperor's orders are absolute, and Bai Yuege, who wields this weapon, now possesses the power that all must obey.

"I will do as you say." Meng Yi closed his eyes, as if he had used up all his strength.

"it is good."

Bai Yuege stood up without hesitation. When he reached the tent entrance, he suddenly stopped and said without turning his head, "General Meng, I will kill your old rival Xiang Wu for you. No need to thank me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared into the night.

Only Meng Yi, looking dejected, remained inside the tent.

He was not a woman of compassion, and he knew the principle that one cannot command an army with kindness.

Bai Yuege's plan was to use the lives of thousands, or even tens of thousands, of soldiers as bait to lure Xiang Wu, this big fish.

He could accept that, but the key was that he was the commander-in-chief. This feeling of being overstepped his bounds and even forced to bow his head made him feel a deep sense of frustration and humiliation.

The next day, it was just dawn.

The dull and oppressive sound of war drums resounded throughout the heavens and earth, awakening the slumbering ancient battlefield.

Two massive armies faced off on the open field, their dark armor forming an endless steel forest.

An aura of death and desolation rose into the sky, even staining the clouds on the horizon with a blood-red hue.

After a brief exchange of arrows, a fierce battle suddenly broke out!

"kill!"

The shouts were deafening, and the vanguard of both sides collided violently like two surging waves.

Meng Yi sat upright on the high platform, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his expression solemn.

He dispatched the vanguard as planned, and divided his forces to try to encircle the enemy from both flanks, while the central army remained stationary.

Almost at the same time, under the banner of the Great Liang Kingdom on the other side.

A similarly burly general was also calmly observing the battle.

His eyes were very bright; he was none other than Xiang Wu, the commander-in-chief of the Liang Kingdom.

And the tactics he adopted were exactly the same as Meng Yi's.

This is a tacit understanding between destined rivals.

However, after only a moment, Xiang Wu raised an eyebrow slightly and let out a soft exclamation.

He noticed something was wrong.

Meng Yi's left-wing formation experienced an unintended pause as it advanced, resulting in a fleeting gap at the junction with the central army.

Based on his understanding of Meng Yi, he knew that such a basic mistake should never have happened to the other party.

Could it be that I made a mistake in the rush?
Xiang Wu did not rush into action; like a patient cheetah, he continued to wait.

The fighting on the battlefield became increasingly brutal, with blood and flesh flying everywhere. Corpses fell one after another, only to be trampled into mincemeat by the iron hooves of those who came after.

Soon, Xiang Wu discovered another flaw.

This time, the right wing's retreat was noticeably disrupted for a moment when it was entangled with his troops.

Two flaws finally convinced Xiang Wu that this was not a trap.

This must have been Meng Yi's mistake; it seems his old rival has lost his mind.

A surge of joy welled up uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart, but he forcibly suppressed it in an instant.

A leader must avoid being impetuous and restless.

He naturally understood this principle, so he quickly regained his composure and began issuing orders. A fierce and elite cavalry force immediately broke away from the main formation, like a sharp blade, precisely piercing the weaknesses in Meng Yi's army formation.

really!

The seemingly impenetrable battle formation was easily breached by this cavalry!
Seeing his elite troops actually charge in, Xiang Wu's spirits soared, and he no longer hesitated.

"All troops, advance!"

Meng Yi's army seemed to only react at this moment, hurriedly redeploying troops to try to salvage the situation, but it was too late.

Once a top-tier military strategist like Xiang Wu seizes a weakness, it becomes very difficult to turn the tide.

In an instant, the Yong army was thrown into chaos, and Xiang Wu's elite troops charged and killed indiscriminately.

Despite Meng Yi's best efforts to command and try to stabilize the front line, he was still unable to do so and suffered repeated defeats.

With a resounding victory in sight, a burning flame ignited in Xiang Wu's eyes.

"The Imperial Guard Battalion is to strike and capture Commander Meng Yi's banner!"

To secure this decisive victory, he even dispatched his most elite personal guard!
This team, composed of battle-hardened veterans, is Xiang Wu's sharpest spear, far surpassing the strength of ordinary soldiers.

Once they entered the battlefield, they were like an unstoppable torrent, causing chaos and destruction wherever they went. They forcefully carved through the chaotic battlefield and headed straight for the Mongolian banner flying high in the center of the army!

As long as this flag is cut off, the morale of the Yong army will collapse, and we can win a great victory in this battle!

The thought of this immense achievement was right before their eyes made the soldiers urge their horses on, brandishing their weapons as they charged toward the commander's flag.

The cavalryman at the forefront had a smug smile on his face, his lance raised high, about to cut down the flagpole.

But in the next instant, his movements suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalryman and his warhorse were cleaved in two from head to toe!
Hot blood and entrails were splattered all over the ground.

Then a figure resembling a demon god slowly appeared before everyone.

Chen Ye stood quietly before the commander's flag, holding a giant longsword that was half a head taller than the man himself.

The blade of this Mo Dao is broad and thick, and a glaring line of blood is slowly flowing down its dark blade.

This bloody and horrifying scene shocked all the elite Liang soldiers who charged forward.

They had never seen such a brutal killing method!
But as expected of the most elite soldiers of the Great Liang, after a brief moment of astonishment, the fierce glint in their eyes intensified.

"Kill him, and cut down the commander's flag!"

Several cavalrymen roared and spurred their horses forward again, thrusting their lances at Chen Ye from different angles, sealing off all his space to dodge.

Facing the charging cavalrymen, Chen Ye showed no fear whatsoever.

He let out a low roar, his muscles bulging instantly, and the bulging veins coiled like dragons under his bronze skin, making him look like a Vajra descended to earth. Then, he gripped the longsword tightly with both hands and slashed down fiercely.

Dangdang Dangdang!
A series of ear-piercing metallic clangs rang out.

Amidst the mournful neighing of warhorses, Chen Ye knocked away and severed all the sturdy lances with a single stroke!
The terrifying impact of the galloping warhorse only caused Chen Ye's body to sway slightly.

Immediately following, Chen Ye swung his Mo Dao horizontally forward.

puff puff!

Two cavalrymen were cut in half at the waist, their corpses falling to the ground.

The remaining two cavalrymen were terrified and hurriedly tried to turn their horses around and flee.

But it was too late!

Because the Mo Dao was bent and deformed, Chen Ye didn't even look at it and casually threw it away. Then, his large, fan-like hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the leg of one of the warhorses.

"rise!"

With a loud shout, he swung the heavy warhorse, weighing over a thousand pounds, along with the cavalryman on it, and slammed it hard to the ground!
The cavalryman was thrown to the ground, coughing up blood, but he still tried to struggle to get up. Then a huge foot came down from the sky and stomped down heavily.

boom!
With a muffled thud like a watermelon bursting, the cavalryman's head was crushed underfoot.

The last cavalryman was terrified and went berserk, whipping his mount wildly in an attempt to escape as quickly as possible.

Chen Ye merely snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed a broken lance, his arm muscles tensed suddenly, and then he threw it out fiercely!

call out!
The broken spear transformed into a black lightning bolt, tearing through the sky.

With a piercing scream, the fleeing cavalryman's body jolted violently, and then he and his horse were pierced through by the broken spear, pinning them to the ground!
(End of this chapter)