It all started with one person becoming a shaman, but the Stand user...

Strictly speaking, in this chaotic world, those who can survive in the countryside and become powerful private soldiers are by no means kind-hearted men and women; they have all seen blood on their hands to some extent.

But this is completely different from actual battlefield combat; they can only be considered new recruits with some basic skills.

Only those who have experienced the baptism of three wars can be considered veterans of this chaotic world.

But these people are, after all, the best of the best selected by each organization.

They have plenty of food on weekdays, much better than ordinary farmers, so their individual soldier quality should be quite good, and their numbers are about the same as the enemy's soldiers.

The rest depends on the abilities of the leaders on both sides.

Although the enemy was a regular army, they had traveled a long distance, while our side, though a hastily assembled force, had been waiting here for several days and had the advantage of terrain.

With this shift in momentum, our side has gained the upper hand.

If they still can't win under these conditions, then Qinghe Miao will no longer care about these dog teammates.

"Archers, listen up! Prepare!"

A leader temporarily appointed to coordinate the efforts loudly issued the orders in place of Qing Hemiao.

Immediately, a group of archers, under the small-scale cover of their own swordsmen and shieldmen, quickly advanced to the front lines.

He drew an arrow from the quiver, leaned slightly to the side, drew the bow halfway, and pointed the arrow diagonally towards the sky.

Although the movements were not entirely synchronized, they were swift and powerful.

On the other side, Liang's army formation was also closing in, and the distance between the two armies was rapidly shrinking.

"put!!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang—!"

The muffled thuds of the vibrating bowstrings instantly blended together!

The arrows flew from the bowstring with a mournful whistle, swarming towards the Liang army's ranks like locusts!

"Pfft!"

"Ugh!"

"Raise the shields! Hold them steady!"

A dozen or so unexpected screams suddenly erupted from Liang's army!

Although some arrows missed or were blocked by the shields, a dozen or so arrows still managed to find gaps and hit the taxi drivers behind the shields, or even bypass the front ranks and hit the rear ranks!

Blood splattered, and the orderly formation was thrown into chaos for a moment.

"Kill them—!!!"

Almost at the same time as the rain of arrows fell, the Liang army also roared in a charge!

The formation suddenly accelerated, like a flood bursting its banks, roaring as it surged towards the "Taihang Army's" ranks!

In this close-quarters combat, the role of archers was greatly limited.

The effective direct-fire range of a typical archer in that era, converted to modern standards, would be no more than seventy meters.

On flat ground with no defensible terrain, this distance could be crossed in just a few breaths, even for infantry.

At this point, the archer can only fire one more volley at most, and there might not even be enough time.

Moreover, continuous shooting puts a great strain on arm and back muscles.

The arm muscles will quickly become sore, swollen, and even spasm, making it difficult to exert force.

Therefore, an experienced archer will not deviate from the rhythm of war and recklessly draw his bow during continuous combat.

"Hold on! Spearmen, advance! Swordsmen and shields, protect the flanks! Kill!!"

On the Taihang Army side, the heads and leaders of each family were shouting at the top of their lungs.

The archers on both sides hastily fired their second arrows, but most of them were ineffective.

"Boom!!!"

A dozen seconds later, the two torrents collided violently!

In an instant, blood splattered and severed limbs flew everywhere.

In the narrow mountain clearing, the two armies clashed and fought fiercely, their battle cries deafening!

It was no longer possible to carry out a dense barrage of arrows in a short period of time.

After the bloody initial clash, both sides' formations showed obvious signs of turmoil and chaos.

The recruits' panic and instinctive fear of death caused the initial engagement to break down somewhat.

However, the chaos was quickly suppressed by the shouts of their respective rank-and-file officers and veterans, and even by the supervision from the rear.

The soldiers instinctively huddled together with their nearest comrades, forming small fighting groups.

Then, as if pushed by an invisible hand, it stirred up another wave of blood and crashed violently into the other side!

On the battlefield, figures fell to the ground with a thud.

But more enemies, stepping over the corpses and blood of their comrades, howled as they tried to tear a gap in the defense line!

Meanwhile, Qinghe Miao personally led his fully armored cavalry, like a sharp dagger, and suddenly charged out from the formation!

Cut into the joint of the Liang army formation from the front.

Spicy red chili pepper!

In close combat, blood splattered!

Qinghe Miao wielded a heavy hardwood staff, and with the added power of his Stand, he wielded it like the wind, each strike carrying immense force.

Wherever he went, the Liang soldiers who came near him would often feel an irresistible force coming from him, and they would be knocked back or even thrown away, either dead or injured!

[You have defeated a Lv8 Liang Jun sword and shield bearer, gaining experience... Your staff skills have improved; your current proficiency is Staff Skill (Mastery).]

[You have wounded Lv10 Corporal Liang...]

The system notification sound kept ringing.

Just as he had knocked a Liang cavalryman off his horse, a flash of cold light appeared on his left. Taking advantage of the chaos, a fierce Liang soldier swung his sword and slashed fiercely at the foreleg of Qinghe Miao's warhorse!

At the same time, he shouted loudly:

“僩邮芩溃�”

Qinghe Miao, however, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Without turning his head, he swung his stick backward!

"Clang—!!!"

A resounding clang of metal clashing!

The heavy wooden stick and the steel knife collided violently, sparks flying everywhere!

The Liang soldier who launched the sneak attack felt an irresistible force emanating from the blade, his hand instantly splitting open and the steel blade flying out of his grasp.

He was then hit repeatedly with sticks and clubs, which sent him flying into the air. He was thrown sideways like a broken sack and crashed into the chaotic crowd.

He was immediately engulfed by countless feet trampling in the melee, and it seemed he was doomed.

"Kill them—!!!"

Qinghe Miao let out a long howl that shook the battlefield, his long staff pointing directly at an officer in the Liang army's ranks who was shouting and giving orders:

"Follow me and charge!"

This roar instantly ignited the anger of their own soldiers!

All the taxi drivers who heard this roar felt a surge of adrenaline rush to their heads. The trepidation before the battle and the fear of their first engagement seemed to be dispelled by this roar.

They roared in unison:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The sounds quickly coalesced into a powerful force, following closely behind Qinghe Miao's cavalry charge, and fiercely pierced back into Liang's army formation!

At this moment, the corpses of both sides on the battlefield were piled up in an intertwined manner, and the blood had soaked through the dry soil, making it muddy and slippery.

Both sides have revealed the most common situation in ancient warfare.

Command signals were difficult to transmit, and soldiers often had to rely on instinct and fight in small groups.

As more taxi drivers noticed this surge of momentum, they were inspired and joined the charge.

In a short time, with Qinghe Miao as the spearhead, a momentum that swept across the region was formed with unstoppable force!

Wherever they went, the resisting Liang soldiers were constantly killed and scattered.

The Liang army's previously relatively stable front was torn open with an ever-widening gap!

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Chapter 81: Archery and Horsemanship - A Bloodbath

In this fierce battle involving hundreds of people.

The role of a brave and incomparable "fierce general" who can take the lead and open up new opportunities is magnified infinitely.

Qinghe Miao's valiant performance was not only reflected in directly killing the enemy.

More importantly, it greatly boosted morale and disrupted the enemy's deployment.

As his sharp blade advanced steadily, the situation on the entire battlefield began to shift subtly and dangerously.

Behind Liang Jun, the officer in charge of pressing the shovels watched the battle with a gloomy face.

At this moment, one of his personal guard captains finally couldn't resist and leaned closer to whisper a reminder:

"My lord, something's wrong! The enemy chieftain and his men have pushed too far down the right flank, and the breach can't be closed! If this continues, our formation might be torn apart!"

"I know!"

The general's face was ashen, and he practically squeezed out those three words through clenched teeth.

He had already sensed something was wrong. The enemy leader under that "Taihang" banner was braver and more ferocious than anyone could imagine, practically inhuman!

There was not a single person in their own ranks who could withstand his attack.

But they weren't too panicked.

In the martial arts world of "The Bad Guys", such characters are not everywhere, but they are well-known and frequently encountered.

Therefore, the methods of dealing with this situation are quite sophisticated; anyone who has served in the military for a couple of years knows what to do.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, and he quickly made a decision:

"Send a squad of archers over there. Ignore friendly fire. Aim at the enemy chieftain and the dozens of cavalrymen around him. Fire! Covert fire!"

"Yes!"

The captain of the personal guards felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that this was a risky move.

But at this moment, their camp didn't have any skilled fighters to deal with them, so they couldn't afford to worry about anything else.