Dream of the Red Chamber: After being exiled, I went on a killing spree in Liaodong.

A Jin cavalryman roared and charged forward, aiming straight for Jia Yi's throat.

The five thousand Daqian soldiers behind them were terrified.

"The general is doomed!"

"Run, run, while you can still move your legs!"

Everyone turned to look at Wu Sheng, waiting for him to make a decision.

Wu Sheng gripped his weapon tightly, his palms sweating profusely, muttering to himself, "Jia Mangzi can even cut down White-Armored Soldiers, these mere cavalry... should... be able to manage, right?"

I was so regretful—I should have told him to ride a horse!

"court death!"

Jia Yi roared and swung his crescent blade in a half-arc motion, the force tearing through the air.

"Snap!"

Man and horse were cleaved in two! Blood gushed forth, and entrails were scattered all over the ground.

The next instant, the Mo Dao team had already collided head-on with the enemy cavalry.

"Puff puff puff—!!!"

Where the sword flashed, not a single life survived.

Every swing of the long-handled sword brought forth a severed head, severed limbs, and mangled bodies. The Later Jin cavalry, like moths drawn to a flame, charged forward one after another, only to be buried in the forest of blades.

"What...what the hell is this?" Dai Shan's pupils shrank drastically, and he almost fell off his horse.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, and there was still the same scene: his own elite cavalry were being harvested like scarecrows in front of the enemy!

"Damn it! These southern swine dare to slaughter my sons!" He roared, his hair standing on end, his killing intent surging. "White-armored soldiers—follow me!!!"

More than a hundred white-armored guards in heavy silver armor rushed forward, their swords and spears like a forest, exuding a chilling aura.

Dai Shan personally led the charge, closing in step by step.

When Jia Yi saw it from afar, instead of retreating, his eyes lit up.

"The fish are here," he chuckled softly.

I was worried that the big fish would get away, but I didn't expect this guy to come to me on his own initiative.

Alright! Then don't blame me for being uncivilized!

He snatched a warhorse from beside a corpse, leaped onto it, and charged alone at Daishan, who was surrounded by layers of guards.

One man on horseback, like an arrow released from a bow, tore through the battlefield and went straight for the enemy chieftain's head!

"Is this guy crazy? He's all alone, and he dares to charge at me?"

Dai Shan's pupils contracted as he stared intently at the figure charging towards him like a raging dragon—Jia Yi.

He'd fought tough guys and seen reckless ones, but he'd never seen anyone so fearless!

"Kill him!"

Dai Shan roared, his voice distorted.

In his eyes, Jia Yi was already a dead man.

—The battlefield changed color in the next instant.

"Pfft!!"

Blood burst forth, like red plum blossoms suddenly blooming!

Jia Yi, sword in hand, charged forward like a demon descending to earth. With a single slash, he tore a white-armored soldier in two from shoulder to hip! Before the mangled body even hit the ground, a second slash swept out, sending three soldiers flying backward with their intestines severed!

His body was protected by an invulnerable shield, impervious to swords and spears! Iron armor was like paper in front of him; fists and feet struck his body, only causing his opponent's hands to split open and him to retreat with a cry of pain.

In just a few breaths, of the hundred elite warriors in white armor, only a few dozen remained, trembling and standing. The rest lay scattered on the ground, their limbs mangled and broken.

"Gurgle..."

The surviving soldier's throat bobbed, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Is this even human? Their heavy swords, weighing dozens of kilograms, struck him, the recoil making their own arms numb and their bones feel like they were about to crack! But this guy didn't even break the skin!

Dai Shan felt a chill run down his spine.

Seeing the black, crescent-shaped blade, wreathed in blood, hurtling towards his face, he roared, "Stop him!!"

My legs are shaking. My heart is pounding.

He wanted to escape. He really wanted to turn around and run away.

But he was the banner lord! He was Nurhaci's son! If he fled in public, Huang Taiji would be the first to punish him upon returning to camp—stripping him of his power, stripping him of his title, imprisoning him, or even poisoning him!

The guards and soldiers in white armor gritted their teeth and rushed forward, desperately trying to stop them.

--useless.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Where the blade flashed, heads rolled off, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

A few breaths later, only Dai Shan and Jia Yi remained standing facing each other.

All the others lay dead in pools of blood, lifeless.

"drive!!"

Daishan lashed out with his whip, and his warhorse neighed and galloped away, turning to flee!

Jia Yi sneered and spurred his horse to give chase—you won't live today!

"Damn it! I can't shake him off!"

When Dai Shan looked back, the menacing figure was still relentlessly pursuing him, getting closer and closer. His heart sank.

The whip lashed wildly, the warhorse's hooves flew, and it finally charged into its own army's ranks.

"The master is here! Make way!!"

The Later Jin soldiers hurriedly dodged and retreated in layers, clearing a path for Daishan to survive.

He reined in his horse and looked back, his chest heaving violently, but a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Hahaha! Do you dare come in?!"

—Outside, you're all alone; inside, you're facing a massive army! Let's see where you can possibly break through!

But the next second, his smile froze.

Without any hesitation, Jia Yi spurred his horse, trampling over the corpses, smashing through the crowd, and plunged headlong into the Later Jin formation!

The blade flashes! Blood splatters! Men fall! Horses tumble!

He moved through the enemy lines as if they were empty, sweeping all before him, leaving a trail of screams and flying limbs in his wake!

"Holy crap!! General Jia is so fierce!"

"Brothers, don't chicken out! We can't let Jia Mangzi down!"

"Kill!! Charge!!"

The five thousand Daqian soldiers, who had been listless, were now bursting with passion. They drew their swords and charged into the enemy lines with shouts!

The Tang Dynasty's Mo Dao (陌刀) troops advanced in unison, their cold blades arrayed in formation, their momentum like a collapsing mountain!

The Later Jin army was dumbfounded.

In previous years, the miscellaneous soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty, who were chased all over the mountains by them, actually dared to charge forward today?

"Kill!! Let these southern barbarians know what true cavalry might is!"

Some of the Later Jin soldiers roared in response to the enemy, but their morale had already wavered.

The city wall of Zhen'an Fort.

"Lord Hyakuhou...am I seeing things?"

"Isn't that...that's Jia Mangzi!"

The surviving Daqian soldiers helped each other climb up the city wall and immediately spotted the figure that had fought his way through the enemy ranks.

"It's him! It really is him!"

Li Baihu gazed at the blood-soaked figure wielding a sword in the distance, and tears streamed down his face.

"We...don't have to die..."

Having survived the ordeal, he wept with joy.

On the other hand, Daishan was going crazy.

No matter which direction he fled in, Jia Yi was like a vengeful Yama, chasing after him with his sword always hovering above his head!

At first, some soldiers risked their lives to stop them, but after witnessing Jia Yi's single horizontal slash that severed three men at the waist into six pieces, their intestines spilling onto the ground, their screams still echoing—

Nobody dared to go up.

They all wish their parents could give them two more legs!

"Damn it!!"

Daishan finally collapsed from exhaustion, his warhorse staggered to a stop, panting like a dog.

He turned around, staring intently at the approaching Jia Yi, his voice hoarse yet carrying a hint of seduction:

"Hey kid... what's your name?"

—It's better to recruit such a valiant general if he's useful to me. If I could have such a fierce general under my command, what would I have to fear from Huang Taiji?

Jia Yi grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth through his blood-stained face:

"Your father's name is Jia Yi!"

Before he finished speaking, the crescent blade was raised high, carrying immense force, and slashed down fiercely towards Dai Shan's neck!

Dai Shan's pupils contracted sharply, and a cold light exploded before his eyes—the blood-stained crescent blade was already cleaving towards his nose!

What happened? They attacked so fiercely the moment they met?!

"puff--!"

A line of blood shot into the sky, and a head spun into the air before rolling down at Jia Yi's feet with a thud. Its eyes were still staring at the sky, its face full of disbelief.