Dream of the Red Chamber: Start by gaining Zhao Yun's martial prowess, and be ennobled in a sin

Meanwhile, at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, the general of the Hunxie army opposite the Han army was also watching Jia Jing's movements.

The Hunxie general, Galedama, kept a close eye on Jia Jing's every move, and when he took out a huge iron bow...

Galdarma's expression hardened, and his face changed slightly.

He first glanced at the frightened soldiers around him, then suppressed his unease, forced himself to calm down, and said loudly:

"General Jia Jing of Han must be trying to intimidate us. We're 800 paces apart; surely he wouldn't intend to kill me with an arrow from that distance?"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"I suspect he thought we didn't know the range of his arrows and was trying to intimidate us with this action."

"This will allow us to move our banner back and demoralize our troops! We must not be fooled!"

"We must remain calm at this moment; our soldiers are all watching us..."

however,

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly froze.

Because he saw Jia Jing nock a thick iron arrow onto the bowstring, and at that very moment, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of panic and crisis welling up from the depths of his heart.

It was as if the most terrifying beast in the world was staring intently at him!

Galdarma broke out in a cold sweat, and a warning screamed in his mind.

He had no doubt that the iron arrow could take his life from eight hundred paces away.

In a hurry,

He wanted to order his personal guards to bring shields and defend him, but it was too late!

"Buzz!"

A sharp, piercing buzzing sound resounded through the heavens and earth, and the black arrow vanished from Jia Jing's bowstring in an instant.

It transformed into an invisible streak of light, passing through the sky.

Its speed is incredibly fast!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the arrows slashed across the open space in front of the two armies.

Amidst the shocked gazes of countless Han and Hunye soldiers, the iron arrow pierced straight and swiftly into Galdarma's heart.

A splash of bright red blood erupted as he was shot off his horse, his body falling straight to the ground.

this moment,

A cold wind blew by, and all the Hunxie soldiers around Galedama stared wide-eyed in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost.

"puff!"

Galdarma, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood from his heart.

His expression still carried a hint of fear, terror, and resentment—a pity!

The fear and dread that comes with it is the rapid passing of life!

What angered them was who spread the rumor that Han general Jia Jing could only shoot up to 500 paces away.

Now, Galdarma has proven to the world with his life that the Han general Jia Jing could indeed shoot eight hundred paces.

He could even clearly feel that there was still kinetic energy left in the arrow that had not been fully released. What a terrifying divine arrow this was!

Jing's bravery is truly unparalleled throughout history!

The pseudo-Qing and the Great Yuan, you both deserved your defeat! Even the Han general Jia Jing didn't use his full strength against you!

I, Galdarma, am the only enemy in the world for whom he would give his all!

Unfortunately... Hunxie was ultimately defeated in this battle!

While the Hunxie army was in chaos after Galedama was shot by an arrow, countless Han soldiers also witnessed the brilliance of this arrow.

Their expressions brightened, and they unleashed a deafening roar that echoed across the earth!

"The Great General's divine might!"

"The Great General is invincible!"

"Roar!"

A deafening cheer erupted from the Han army ranks, as countless soldiers roared and pounded their weapons against their armor, applauding Jia Jing's divine archery!

The might of the Han army shook the heavens, and endless, rough roars echoed across the land, as if an ancient storm was rising at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

The shouts of 20,000 people gradually merged into a wave of sound that soared into the sky, shaking the valleys of the Tianshan Mountains.

Faced with the overwhelming momentum of the Han army, the Hunxie army formation began to slowly stir.

The cavalrymen in front of them involuntarily began to retreat, while the archers behind them trembled, unable to draw their bows.

The lifeless Galdarma lying on the ground was like a knife, ripping away their last bit of courage.

"Hold on!" Seeing this, Hunxie's deputy general, Saiyin Boke, disregarded his own fear and roared repeatedly, "No retreat! No one is allowed to retreat!"

He spurred his horse forward a few steps, trying to regain his footing. Raising his spiked club high, he shouted hoarsely, "Don't panic, please don't panic..."

But his roar alone was clearly insignificant and did not have any positive effect on stabilizing morale.

Meanwhile, Jia Jing had already nocked his second arrow.

This time, his gaze fell upon the banner of the Hunxie Army!

The bow was drawn open again, like a full moon.

The arrowhead gleamed coldly in the sunlight, like the eyes of death.

"Buzz..."

The second arrow was released.

This arrow was faster, more ruthless, and more accurate than the first one.

The sound of arrows piercing the air was not like a whistling sound, but more like a howl... It was the sound of tearing through the air, tearing through people's hearts, tearing through everything in its path.

Amidst the horrified gazes of countless people, the flagpole of the Hunxie Army's wolf-head banner snapped in two.

The huge wolf-head banner fell from mid-air, crashing down in front of Sainbekma and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The wolf head pattern on the flag was covered with mud, making its ferocious appearance both comical and pathetic.

The Hunxie army of 60,000 was deathly silent; for a moment, the formation seemed to have lost its voice.

Saiyin Boke and the other Hunxie generals looked down at the wolf-head flag at their feet, their eyes wide and their faces ashen.

Eight hundred paces away, an arrow killed the commander-in-chief, and another arrow severed the banner.

What the hell are we fighting for?

Two more days? We can't even hold out for two hours, or the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn!

This Han general Jia Jing is truly inhuman!

He is a demon god! He possesses the power of ghosts and gods!

"How is that possible? How could he shoot that far? Is he even human?"

A general of the Hunxie Army murmured in horror.

"Why aren't you running? Are you just waiting to die?"

The deputy general, Baturze, was the first to hide among his personal guards, concealing himself from Jia Jing's arrows, his face filled with fear.

Upon seeing this, the other Hunxie generals were all startled awake and scrambled to hide in the rear.

They completely lost their will to continue fighting the Han army, and had no courage to face Jia Jing's arrows head-on.

At that moment, they had only one thought in their minds: to escape as far away as possible!

Seeing the Hunxie army in complete chaos, Jia Jing, who was opposite them, had no intention of firing another arrow, nor did he think that everyone was worth his effort!

Now, the Hunxie army has completely lost its fighting spirit and morale has collapsed under his two arrows.

The Han army roared fiercely, their morale soaring, and the outcome of the battle was no longer in doubt.

Jia Jing has achieved the effect he wanted!

This is the enormous effect of an invincible commander in the era of cold weapons.

Often, individual bravery can determine the outcome of a war on the battlefield!

And Jia Jing was undoubtedly such a commander!

With him present, the Han army seemed to be infused with a soul.

Under Jia Jing's leadership, they will sweep away all enemies in their path, winning every battle and conquering every city!