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

Some people are shrewd enough to avoid risks, while others act impulsively and fail to grasp the bigger picture.

For example, Degelai, and his group of Plain Blue Banner soldiers who were blinded by victory.

Having swept through Liaodong and won several victories, this group of men have become arrogant, believing themselves to be invincible and impervious to swords and spears. While others avoid Jia Yi, they insist on confronting him head-on!

Amidst the chaos and billowing dust of the battlefield, Degerai suddenly caught sight of the figure wielding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade—it was Jia Yi!

"Brothers! Kill Jia Yi! Today is the day we'll be ennobled and appointed prime ministers!"

"Kill them!!!"

With a deafening roar, Degelai spurred his horse forward, leading tens of thousands of Plain Blue Banner cavalry like a burst dam, charging straight at Jia Yi. The surrounding soldiers were utterly dumbfounded—this wasn't a charge; it was clearly suicide!

"Ha, someone really is walking right into the gates of hell."

Jia Yi's lips curled into a smile, but his eyes suddenly turned icy.

"drive!"

The warhorses neighed, their cries like thunder piercing the air. He charged forward alone on horseback, followed closely by the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun. Their hooves flew, dust exploded, and it was as if nineteen black lightning bolts were tearing the battlefield apart!

On the distant high platform, Huang Taiji's expression was originally cold and stern, but when he saw Degelai dare to rush straight at Jia Yi—this killing god whom even he dared not easily provoke—his eyes suddenly lit up.

"This lad... has guts! He has guts! Entrusting the Plain Blue Banner to him wouldn't be a disgrace!"

However, before the words were even finished, the two torrents collided with a deafening roar!

"Pfft—Pfft—!!!"

Blood erupted! Limbs flew everywhere! Where the blade flashed, men and horses fell, their cries of agony barely escaping before their bodies were severed!

As the smoke and dust cleared, a bizarre scene suddenly appeared on the battlefield—

Jia Yi and the eighteen riders of Yanyun rode in perfect formation, unharmed, as if they had simply ridden past.

On the opposite side, hundreds of the tens of thousands of Plain Blue Banner cavalry fell, their formation thrown into chaos, corpses strewn across the battlefield. Even more terrifying was—

Dege-like creatures have disappeared.

Where are they?!

"Where's our master? He was just yelling 'Charge!' at the front a moment ago!"

"I saw him on my left... how could he disappear in the blink of an eye?!"

The soldiers of the Plain Blue Banner exchanged bewildered glances, cold sweat pouring down their backs. A terrifying thought instantly flashed through their minds—

Master... is dead?

A moment of silence fell over the entire arena, followed by an uncontrollable scream of terror.

Holy crap! Last time Mangultai died in battle, how many brothers were killed along with him? Now another banner chief has fallen? Is God targeting our Plain Blue Banner?!

"Kill Jia Yi! He must be killed!" someone roared, eyes bloodshot. "Otherwise, our whole family will be reduced to bondservants! Our wives, children, and elderly parents will all be sent to the mines!"

Fear turned to madness, and despair spurred ferocity. The remnants of the Zhenglan Banner, their eyes bloodshot, turned their horses and charged at Jia Yi once more like madmen!

"Well done!"

Jia Yi let out a long laugh, raising his Green Dragon Crescent Blade high, its blade gleaming in the sunlight, its cold light piercing to the bone. The next instant, he spurred his horse and charged into the enemy ranks!

The blade flashed! A torrent of blood gushed into the sky!

With a single swing of the blade, over a dozen heads flew into the air; as horses' hooves trampled over them, limbs and pieces of flesh splattered across three zhang (approximately 10 meters)! The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun followed like shadows, finishing off the remaining enemies with clean, swift strokes. Wherever they went, they carved a blood-soaked path through the air, and no one dared to stand in their way!

While everyone was focused on this one-sided massacre—

Wu Sheng and Qi Jiguang had led their infantry forward for several miles, beheading tens of thousands, and the left wing of the Later Jin had completely collapsed!

The Zhenglan Banner suffered more than half its casualties, and its morale collapsed instantly.

"Run! Run now!"

"That's not human! It's a demon! A scourge descended to earth!"

"I want to go home... I don't want to die here!!"

The routed soldiers scattered and fled, crying out for their parents.

But how could the Later Jin's supervisory team allow themselves to desert in the face of battle?

Axemen lined up to intercept them, hacking down any fleeing soldiers they saw!

The soldiers of the Plain Blue Banner were ruthless; when they were driven to the brink, they simply rebelled!

"I was killed by Jia Yi in the front, and now I'm being hacked down by my own people?! I'll fight to the death!!!"

Swords were swung, and blood stained the yellow sand! The supervising team and the routed soldiers clashed on the spot, fighting fiercely to a standstill!

"Damn it! Everything's in chaos!" Huang Taiji's face was ashen. He slammed his fist on the railing, shattering it. "Order the Plain Yellow Banner—execute every single one of those traitors!"

"yes!"

The elite troops of the Plain Yellow Banner were mobilized, their iron hooves thundering as they surged forward like a tidal wave.

Three waves of attacks swept across the battlefield, leaving a trail of blood.

The scattered Zhenglan Banner, along with the resisting supervisory team, were all killed by their own compatriots.

The wind swept away the tattered flags, and blood soaked the desolate plains.

Those who are alive finally understand one thing—

Some enemies should not be encountered.

If you touch it, you'll die.

Jia Yi sneered, his eyes sharp as knives.

Zhenglan Banner was just the beginning; it collapsed the earliest and could not escape the most tragic end.

He tugged on the reins, and the warhorse neighed and turned around, its iron hooves flying as it locked onto its next prey.

The battlefield has long since become a carnage.

Two hours of fierce fighting left the earth soaked in blood, crimson streams flowing through the ravines, and the air thick with the stench of rust and burning metal. Broken armor and halberds littered the ground, dead horses lay strewn about, and the cries of agony were crushed by the sounds of battle.

Right in the heart of this inferno, Sun Hai slowly awoke.

He shook his head, his vision blurred, and when he finally saw the scene outside the city, he was struck dumb, frozen in place.

"Is...is this real?"

He watched helplessly as Jia Yi led the Loyal and Brave Camp, like a red-hot dagger, stabbing into the heart of the 300,000-strong Later Jin army, scattering them and causing them to collapse in disarray!

"General Sun, you're awake? That's wonderful!" Niu Jizong laughed heartily, his eyes blazing with fury. "Leave this to us!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly drew his sword, let out a long roar, and rushed out of the pass—20,000 fresh troops poured into the battlefield like a torrent!

Jia Yi had been fighting a fierce battle outside for a long time, and Niu Jizong had long been unable to restrain himself. Now that he could finally take the lead himself, how could he possibly hold back?

"Great Khan! The Great Qian... has reinforced its troops!!" The guard beside Huang Taiji's body trembled as he pointed his trembling finger toward Shanhaiguan.

A dark mass of figures rushed out of the gate, their murderous aura filling the air.

"Damn it!" Huang Taiji's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart sank.

Eighty thousand against three hundred thousand, and they're evenly matched? Now they've added another twenty thousand elite troops, aren't they just going to ride them down?

Regret is like a venomous snake gnawing at my heart—I should have stopped after occupying Liaodong! I shouldn't have coveted this line of Shanhaiguan; now I've driven myself to a dead end!

"General, what...what should we do?"

"The Later Jin can't hold on any longer; look, their formation has crumbled!"

"Bah! Those bastards treated us like slaves back then, and now they're chickens out? Let's fucking kill them!"

"Stab him in the back! Strike while the iron is hot and finish him off!"

All eyes turned to Lu Qing.

They used to dare to be angry but dare not speak out, for fear of a knife to their throats. But now—the Later Jin have almost lost everything!

Lu Qing suddenly drew his sword, its cold light reflecting off his ferocious face.

"Fuck him!"

With a roar, he drew his sword, spurred his horse, and led tens of thousands of remaining soldiers in a fierce charge!

"Lu Qing is going to..." Huang Taiji narrowed his eyes, still not having reacted.

"He actually dared to help Da Qian?!"

Before the thought even finished, Lu Qing slashed down with his sword, and a head flew high into the air, blood gushing out three feet high!

They've rebelled! They've completely rebelled!

Huang Taiji's face turned ashen, and his chest felt like it was about to explode.

At this moment, Jia Yi had already gathered his cavalry, and like a blood-red whirlwind, he rushed straight towards the Plain Yellow Banner and the Bordered Yellow Banner—Huang Taiji's last trump card!

"kill--!"