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

Incidentally, if anyone gets in your way, just send them on their way.

The White Lotus Sect soldiers gradually realized: this man was after Thor.

So when they saw Jia Yi, they not only didn't stop him, but also took the initiative to give way, as if they were afraid of blocking the path of this god of death.

Wherever Jia Yi went, there was no obstruction; the Thunder God Warriors could not even get close to the Great Qian army.

"Quickly! Send men to protect Thor!"

"Pass down the order! Anyone who dares to give way will be killed on the spot!"

Yu Puhe was so angry that he jumped up and down, his face contorted with rage.

Not only could their own troops not win, but they also gave way to others, which was simply aiding and abetting evil!

The King of Yue observed with detached indifference, his mind already perfectly clear—

The White Lotus Cult is doomed.

"The cavalry will advance."

"Capture Thor alive, don't let a single one escape."

He stopped hiding and finally revealed his trump card, pointing directly at Thor the Warrior.

At the same time, he ordered the entire army to halt and observe the situation.

"Any more warhorses? Let Thor's warrior ride them and break through the Great Qian's formation!"

Yu Puhe watched helplessly as the White-Spear Soldiers rolled in like an iron torrent, tearing the battle lines apart step by step. His heart was pounding in his throat.

He was so anxious he almost vomited blood.

"Master... his warhorse is long gone!"

One of his men came running back, stumbling and crawling, his armor askew and his face covered in dust.

He had just searched the battlefield, but he hadn't found a single horse hair, let alone a warhorse.

The White Lotus Sect didn't have many cavalry to begin with—those warhorses were remnants taken over from the Prince of Nan'an.

The Great Qian Dynasty was in dire need of horses; even in the north, the supply could not meet the demand, and the south was even more impoverished.

The Prince of Nan'an couldn't even muster a decent cavalry force, let alone pass it on to the White Lotus Sect.

"Damn it!!!"

Yu Puhe's eyes were bloodshot and he stared intently at the center of the battlefield.

The White-Spear Soldiers advanced in formation, their long spears like a forest, and with each flash of their blades, their own soldiers fell in droves, as if they were mowing grass.

His heart sank deeper and deeper into the abyss.

If things continue like this, total annihilation is just around the corner!

At this critical moment—

Dust billowed in the distance, and Yue cavalry suddenly charged out!

They galloped over, bent down, and swiftly lifted the fleeing Thor warrior onto their horse.

"good!"

Yu Puhe's eyes lit up, and he almost jumped up.

"The Yue reinforcements have arrived! Let's see how Jia Yi stops them now!"

He thought these cavalrymen were there to rescue the day and were preparing to launch a frontal assault on the Daqian army formation to disrupt their rhythm.

Just as he was about to shout a rallying cry to boost morale—

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed.

Instead of charging into battle, the Yue cavalry turned their horses around and galloped away with the Thunder Warriors, disappearing from the battlefield in the blink of an eye!

"What...are they doing?"

Yu Puhe froze, the joy on his face turning into a blank expression.

"Master, the Yue army... hasn't moved at all."

Someone reminded them in a trembling voice.

Yu Puhe suddenly turned around—sure enough, the main force of the Yue Kingdom remained motionless, as if this battle had nothing to do with them.

"Oh no!"

A surge of anger rushed to his head.

He finally understood—

These people from Yue were not here to help at all!

They're here for Thor!

"You bastard!"

Yu Puhe gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"The Holy Maiden...I'm afraid something has already happened to her."

My heart sank – he was probably already under house arrest by the Vietnamese, and the so-called aid was nothing more than a carefully designed scam.

On the other side, the King of Yue looked at the captured Thunder God Warriors, his face flushed with excitement and his breathing rapid.

"Great! That's wonderful!"

His voice trembled: "Withdraw the troops immediately and return to Yue!"

Once these Thor warriors are brought back to the country, their secret techniques can be studied, and "heroic warriors" belonging to the Yue Kingdom can be trained!

"Yes, sir!"

Without hesitation, the Yue army turned its vanguard into its rearguard and fled in a clean and efficient manner.

They didn't even leave a trace.

"Chief, the Yue people... they've run away! They ran away right in front of us!"

The people around were dumbfounded, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Damn bastard!"

Yu Puhe launched into a tirade of curses, his anger barely contained.

He said he was coming to help, but he didn't even draw his sword before turning around and running away!

Fortunately, the entire army's attention is currently focused on the front lines; otherwise, if morale were to collapse, the entire army would have crumbled on the spot!

"Master, what's next...?"

Everyone was at a loss, and they all looked at Yu Puhe.

The proud Thor warriors were completely suppressed by Jia Yi, their long-range charges rendered useless; the promised reinforcements turned around and abducted their own ace.

At this moment, it seemed as if the world had lost its color, and we were surrounded by enemies on all sides.

"Let me think about it!"

Yu Puhe let out a low growl and swept his gaze across the battlefield.

Jia Yi rode his horse with unstoppable force, and wherever he went, the Thunder God Warriors scattered in disarray, like a tiger among sheep, with no one able to stop him.

It made his heart bleed.

"It was all Jia Yi's doing! If it weren't for him, Thor wouldn't be in this mess!"

"This guy... is too troublesome!"

"Are we just going to stand by and watch him slaughter our elite troops one by one, without doing anything?"

……

The White Lotus Sect leaders stared intently at the figure, their eyes burning with overwhelming hatred.

What was originally a promising situation was ruined by one person.

Despair surged into my heart like a tidal wave.

"You guys go on stage yourselves."

After a long silence, Yu Puhe finally spoke, his eyes chillingly cold.

He slowly turned to the group of high-ranking officials behind him.

Each of these men was accompanied by elite personal guards, although expecting them to defeat Jia Yi was unrealistic—

But enough to hold him off.

"what?"

The White Lotus Sect leaders present were instantly dumbfounded, their faces turning deathly pale, as if they had seen the King of Hell.

Over the years, they are no longer the reckless outlaws who dared to risk their lives to survive.

Let alone going into battle, even asking them to go out and hand out flyers to attract followers is met with complaints about the scorching sun and the long distance.

As soon as Yu Puhe spoke, he realized something was wrong and quickly tried to salvage the situation:

"Don't panic! I'm not asking you to fight yourselves!"

"The plan is to send you to the front lines to boost morale, and then have your personal guards hold Jia Yi back—creating an opportunity for the Thor Warriors!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts, which had been in their throats, finally began to settle down.

But then someone muttered:

"Chief, is this plan really reliable? If we can't hold off Jia Yi, all of our personal guards will be wiped out!"

"That's right! One bodyguard in full armor is enough to feed a farmer for ten years! What a rip-off!"

"That's right, we've lost everything, brothers!!!"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, the fear of losing both money and life was all they could think about.

Yu Puhe looked on coldly and slowly shook his head:

"I don't know if we can hold them off."

"But I know—if we don't move now, our army will be crushed to dust by Jia Yi!"

He pointed to the battlefield.

The white-armored soldiers were like blades cutting through waves, invincible in their path.

Jia Yi was like a war god descended to earth; wherever his spear passed, blood mist flew everywhere.

Every Thor warrior he targets has only one fate—death!

The senior officials gazed at the battlefield, their expressions gradually changing.

Fortune favors the bold! This time, I have to take the gamble!

"Brothers, let's fight!"

"We've lost. We'll have to crawl into the mountains and eat tree bark!"

"I refuse to believe that two thousand elite personal guards can't stop Jia Yi!"

Before the roar had even faded, everyone turned around, gathered their personal guards, and formed ranks.