Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

In the center of the battlefield.

The black "reef" that was completely surrounded moved.

Upon hearing the whistle, the outermost cavalrymen did not hesitate at all, and suddenly lowered their lances at an angle.

In an instant, countless sharp triangular spear tips formed an outward-expanding jungle of steel thorns.

"Change formation!"

The lead rider at the front let out a loud shout.

The entire cavalry formation suddenly shrank inward, giving space to the outermost cavalry.

Meanwhile, the outermost ring of cavalry began to slowly rotate the entire formation within the narrow encirclement.

That's right, it's rotation.

Centered on the entire formation, a massive death mill made of steel and spearheads began to slowly accelerate.

"ah--!"

"My hand!"

"My legs!"

"My kidneys!"

"Help!!"

Those Zhenbei Army soldiers who had just been clinging tightly to the cavalry formation were instantly swept away by this rotating force.

They were pierced by sharp spear tips, thrown by heavy horses, and crushed by trampled hooves.

The soldier caught on the spear tip let out a piercing scream as his body was instantly torn apart by the immense force of the rotation, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The black millstone of death spun faster and faster, growing larger and larger.

They forcefully tore open bloody gashes within the airtight encirclement.

"Rush!"

Another loud shout rang out.

The spinning steel top, following the momentum of its rotation, charged fiercely towards the largest gap that had been torn open.

Rumble—!!

This time, nothing could stop them.

The steel torrent, having accumulated enough kinetic energy, burst forth from that bloody breach like a ferocious beast released from its dam!

Yuwen Biao's laughter stopped abruptly.

The smugness and madness on his face froze instantly, finally turning into indescribable horror.

On the city wall.

Lin Mo casually tossed away the cleaned meat skewers and let out a satisfied burp.

"See, it's out here."

Meng Hu was completely speechless.

He just stared blankly as the steel torrent tore a gap in the encircling army and roared out.

The Xuanjia heavy cavalry, having broken through the encirclement, did not pause for a moment.

Like a group of perfectly coordinated man-eating sharks, they drew a cold and deadly arc across the battlefield before quickly regrouping in the distance.

The horses' hooves trampled over the corpses of their own soldiers and the remains of the enemy without any hesitation.

They turned their horses around and faced once again the chaotic, gray crowd.

This time, they had enough distance between them and their prey to make a sprint.

"Rush!"

The lead knight raised his sword once more.

boom--!!!

The earth began to tremble violently once again.

If the previous charge was like a ferocious beast unleashed from its cage, then this time it's like a meteorite falling from the sky!

speed.

Unmatched speed.

weight.

An unshakeable weight!

When these two combine, they become the purest form of death on the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Zhenbei Army in the first row didn't even have time to shout.

All they saw was a black wall, accompanied by rolling thunder, which instantly filled their entire field of vision.

Then there is no more then.

The lance pierced through shields and armor as easily as piercing tofu, penetrating from the chest and exiting from the back, raising a cloud of scalding blood.

The warhorses following closely behind trampled everything in their path, whether living or dead, into an indistinguishable mass of flesh.

A charge.

Just one charge.

The black torrent carved a bloody passage hundreds of meters long through the gray crowd.

Yuwen Biao stared blankly at the scene before him, his mouth slightly agape, his mind a complete blank.

massacre.

This is not a war, this is a complete and one-sided massacre!

His soldiers, those fierce warriors who had fought alongside him for many years, were no different from leeks waiting to be harvested in front of these black-armored monsters!

One crop after another.

The cavalry broke through the enemy lines, regrouped at the other end, turned around, and charged.

Repeat.

They mechanically repeat the act of harvesting life.

Each repetition takes away thousands of lives.

Yuwen Biao's face had turned from deathly pale to ashen.

In just a few breaths, at least 20% of his once-proud army was gone!

"General..."

Lieutenant Zhang Meng scrambled to the stretcher, his voice filled with desperate sobs.

"Those things...those things aren't human! They're monsters!"

He pointed at the silent, killing black knights on the battlefield, trembling like a leaf.

"They feel no pain! They can take seven or eight stabs without even flinching! They're just soulless tin golems!"

"General, we are no match for them! We are simply no match for them!!"

Zhang Meng gripped Yuwen Biao's arm tightly.

"Let's retreat, General! Let's retreat!"

"If we keep fighting, we'll all die here!"

Yuwen Biao's lips trembled, and his teeth chattered.

This army of 100,000 men was the culmination of half his life's work and the foundation upon which he made his living.

But today, in just a few short days, it vanished into thin air.

His heart felt like it was being cut back and forth by a dull knife.

But he also knew that now was not the time to feel sorry for her.

Zhang Meng is right. If we don't leave now, we'll really lose our underwear here!

"withdraw……"

Yuwen Biao squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

"Retreat! All troops...retreat!!!"

Thump! Thump! Thump-thump-thump!

Unlike the rapid beats of an attack, the drumbeats representing retreat are tight and continuous.

On the battlefield, the Zhenbei Army soldiers, overwhelmed by fear and despair, felt as if they had been granted a pardon the moment they heard the drums.

"We're retreating! The general is ordering us to retreat!"

"Run!"

They threw down their weapons, let out a desperate, tearful roar, and turned to run away like madmen.

Finally... finally I don't have to face those terrifying iron machines anymore!

That was something no human could withstand!

Yuwen Biao's stretcher, escorted by a group of guards, turned around and retreated among the fleeing soldiers.

However, how can two legs outrun four?

Those five thousand iron cavalrymen, like the scythe of death, continued to reap lives from the fleeing crowd.

But Yuwen Biao felt a little more at ease.

With a large number of people on our side, and now that they have completely dispersed, the losses are still within a controllable range.

As long as they can hold out, they can eventually escape most of their men once the enemy's warhorses tire themselves out.

As long as I can escape and ask the Third Prince for help, I will definitely be able to make a comeback with my intricate connections in the Northern Territory!

However, at that moment...

"call out--"

Another whistle rang out, echoing through the sky.

Crisp and lingering.

It was that little bastard on the city wall who blew it!

Yuwen Biao cursed inwardly, wondering what trick Lin Mo was up to now.

As the whistle blew, the five thousand heavy cavalrymen who were pursuing the enemy on the battlefield began to change formation.

They stopped charging in a straight line and instead slowed down in unison.

The formation resembled a long, black snake, stretching and thinning until it finally transformed into a long black line stretching across the battlefield.

This long line, like a pair of outstretched giant arms, began to slowly encircle Yuwen Biao's routed army.

Yuwen Biao was taken aback when he saw the iron cavalry's strange movements.

Then, a twisted, maniacal laugh suddenly appeared on that pale face.

"Haha...hahahaha!"

"Idiot! A complete and utter idiot!"

He pointed at Lin Mo in the distance, then laughed so hard he could barely breathe at Zhang Meng beside him.

It even aggravated the broken bones in his chest, causing him to grimace in pain.

"Look! Look at Lin Mo! What is he trying to do? He's trying to surround us!"

"A mere five thousand cavalrymen think they can surround my fifty thousand troops? Do they think this is child's play?!"