Starting with a Wei Wu soldier

On the right flank of the Starfire Fortress army, the battle situation was changing rapidly.

Shi Biao personally led his 500 "Iron Falcons" cavalry, like an enraged gray torrent carrying the aura of steel and death, roaring and charging across the wasteland. Their initial breakthrough point—the junction of the Starfire Fortress infantry formation and the right-wing garrison square—had become a tough nut to crack due to the timely convergence and formation adjustment of the garrison square. A forest of spears, a formidable shield wall, and constant barrages of crossbow bolts from higher ground—a forced charge would inevitably result in heavy losses.

Although Shi Biao was fierce and brutal, he was not entirely a mindless brute. Seeing that his frontal assault was thwarted, he immediately changed his strategy. A sharp whistle rang out from the cavalry ranks, and under his command, the massive cavalry formation suddenly split in two!

Approximately two hundred cavalry continued to exert pressure from the front, feigning an attack. Skilled archers and horsemen constantly hurled arrows, harassing Starfire Fortress's flank defenses and diverting their attention. Meanwhile, Shi Biao himself led the remaining three hundred or so of his most elite "Iron Falcons," drawing a sharp arc and suddenly flanking northwest! Their objective was no longer a direct assault on the heavily fortified infantry junction, but rather an attempt to bypass the right flank of Starfire Fortress's formation and launch a fatal attack from its weak rear—likely where the supply wagons and medical camp were located!

"Trying to flank?" Murong Mingyue immediately stood in front of the cavalry archer formation, her eyes, hidden behind her veil, as cold as ice. She had been closely watching the movements of Shi Biao's cavalry, and this move was not unexpected. The Black Mountain cavalry did indeed have an advantage in mobility, and if they successfully outflanked the enemy to the rear, even if it only caused chaos, it would be a disastrous blow to the infantry formation that was engaged in a fierce battle on the front.

But she was prepared. Or rather, Chen Xing had anticipated this situation when he formulated the strategy before the battle and had given the cavalry archery battalion the corresponding authority and tasks—not just harassment and delay, but also a decisive counterattack force at the critical moment!

"Elder Helan!" Murong Mingyue shouted.

He Lansou, who had been following closely beside her, with white hair and beard but eyes as sharp as an eagle, immediately replied, "Miss!"

"You lead your fifty cavalrymen to continue patrolling here, coordinating with the infantry to keep a close watch on these two hundred cavalrymen in front! We don't aim to annihilate them, but we absolutely cannot allow them to break through or coordinate with the outflanking enemy!" Murong Mingyue spoke very quickly, but with clear logic.

"I obey!" Helan Sou did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the fifty most experienced and composed Murong cavalrymen behind him immediately broke away from the main force and scattered into a loose formation to continue to deal with the two hundred Black Mountain cavalrymen who were feigning an attack from the front.

"The rest of you, follow me!" Murong Mingyue flicked the reins, and her chestnut horse reared up, letting out a long, spirited neigh. Behind her, more than 150 warriors from the Murong tribe and Xinghuo Fortress, skilled in riding, responded in unison, turning their horses around and following closely behind the red figure. Like a suddenly drawn scimitar, they charged diagonally towards the flank of Shi Biao's outflanking force!

They didn't directly intercept Shi Biao's rear guard, as that would put them in a passive pursuit position. Murong Mingyue's target was the middle section of Shi Biao's cavalry's outflanking route, behind a slightly raised, sparsely shrubbed low slope. There, the view from the Black Mountain Army's main formation would be perfectly concealed, and it was also the moment when Shi Biao's cavalry, during their high-speed maneuver, would have their formation relatively elongated and their flanks exposed!

"Speed ​​up! Don't hold back!" Murong Mingyue crouched low, almost level with her horse's neck, her voice still clearly reaching the ears of every rider behind her through the wind, "Remember! We only have one chance! Charge through them! Then don't look back, head straight for Han Meng's central banner! Disrupt their command!"

"Yes, sir!" A deep, fervent response came from behind. All the cavalrymen understood that this would be an extremely dangerous, yet potentially decisive, charge! Their opponents were the renowned "Iron Falcons," twice their number and better armored. But they possessed speed, surprise, and, most importantly, a resolute determination to fight to the death!

The horses' hooves thundered, kicking up billowing dust. Murong Mingyue led 150 riders, pushing their speed to the limit, like a red lightning bolt skimming the ground, rapidly approaching the designated location.

Meanwhile, Shi Biao's three hundred-odd cavalry were maneuvering at full speed. The riders spurred their horses, the heavy hooves pounding the ground with a muffled thunderous roar. Shi Biao charged at the forefront, a cruel anticipation etched on his sinister face. He seemed to already see himself bursting into the Starfire Fortress's ranks from the rear, causing chaos, and then attacking from both sides, crushing that damned female general and her pathetic army into dust.

However, just as the middle of his cavalry swept over that low hill—

"Release the arrows!"

A clear, sharp shout, like the pronouncement of death, suddenly rang out from behind the low slope!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh-!"

The 150 cavalrymen, who had already drawn their bows and were poised to fire, simultaneously released their bowstrings at Murong Mingyue's command! At such close range, with such a dense volley, and targeting enemy cavalry whose flanks were exposed during high-speed movement!

The whistling of arrows piercing the air was almost continuous! The dozens of "Iron Falcon" cavalrymen who were charging on the outside of the flanking formation had no time to react, and did not even see where the arrows were coming from, before they were enveloped by this sudden rain of death!

"Puff puff puff!" "Hilary—!" "Ah!"

Men and horses fell in disarray! Arrows pierced through bodies and horses, spraying blood everywhere! Warhorses neighed and rolled to the ground, throwing their riders off their backs; riders, struck by arrows, fell from their horses and were trampled over by their comrades who couldn't catch their breath! In just one volley, the flank of Shi Biao's flanking force was like an apple with a bite taken out of it, instantly creating massive chaos and gaps! At least thirty riders were killed or rendered incapacitated on the spot, and many more horses were terrified, their formation thrown into chaos!

"An ambush?!" Shi Biao was both shocked and furious. He suddenly reined in his horse and looked back. He saw a red riding figure rushing out from behind the low slope like a burning flame, followed closely by the murderous Starfire Fortress cavalry!

"Murong Mingyue!" Shi Biao gritted his teeth, his eyes instantly bloodshot. He hadn't expected his opponent to be so bold, not only seeing through his roundabout intentions but also daring to launch an ambush and even launch a counter-charge despite being outnumbered! "You're asking for death! Turn around! Charge forward! Stomp them to death!" he roared, trying to order his chaotic troops to turn and meet the enemy.

But Murong Mingyue didn't give him a chance to regroup!

The first volley of arrows had barely fallen when the second volley followed immediately! At the same time, Murong Mingyue took the lead and charged to the flank of the chaotic Black Mountain cavalry! She didn't even draw her sword; she simply drew her horsebow, which was hanging on her saddle, back to its full length. A specially made arrow, with an oil-soaked hemp ball tied to the end, was steadily nocked onto the bowstring, its arrowhead pointing directly at the most conspicuous "Iron Falcon" flag in Shi Biao's central army!

The bow is drawn to its fullest extent, and the arrow flies like a shooting star!

"Go!"

"call out--!"

The arrow, whistling sharply, flew through the air in a strange arc, not aimed at Shi Biao himself, but striking with perfect accuracy the top of the flagpole of the high-flying black banner! The oil-soaked hemp ball instantly burst into flames. Although it failed to immediately ignite the sturdy flag, it caused the iconic banner to shake violently, emitting black smoke that stood out starkly against the chaotic battlefield!

The commander's flag being attacked and swaying was like adding insult to injury for the "Iron Falcons," who were adjusting their formation and were already in disarray due to the sudden ambush! Many cavalrymen subconsciously looked towards the center of the army, and their movements became even more sluggish.

"Now! Follow me—pierce through them!" Murong Mingyue threw away her horse bow, drew her wolf-head saber with a backhand, pointed the blade forward, and let out a clear whistle that could pierce through the clouds and split rocks!

"kill--!"

One hundred and fifty Starfire Fortress cavalrymen roared like a landslide and a tsunami, following that unstoppable red figure, like a red-hot iron, fiercely piercing the most vulnerable part of the Shi Biao cavalry's waist, exposed by the chaos and turning!

The sabers clashed fiercely with the curved blades, sparks flying everywhere! The neighing of warhorses mingled with the roars and screams of warriors! Murong Mingyue charged ahead, her saber flashing, transforming into streaks of cold light. Wherever she passed, men and horses fell, none surviving a single blow! Her swordsmanship was not merely a matter of brute force; it combined the ferocity of grassland mounted combat with a delicate technique of deflecting and using force. In high-speed movement, each strike precisely cut into the gaps in the enemy's armor or the vital points of their warhorse.

The cavalry behind her were equally fierce, especially the warriors of the Murong tribe, who had grown up on horseback since childhood, their instinct for mounted combat ingrained in their blood. They fought in groups of three, providing cover for each other, charging and hacking away, displaying individual bravery and excellent teamwork to the fullest. The Han cavalry of Xinghuo Fortress, though slightly less experienced, fought bravely and without hesitation, thanks to their rigorous training and high morale.

Shi Biao's "Iron Falcons" were, after all, an elite force. After the initial chaos, under Shi Biao's frantic shouts and the suppression of some junior officers, they began to attempt to encircle and counterattack. But Murong Mingyue's assault was too fast, too fierce, and too unexpected! They were like a sharp awl, deeply piercing the enemy's most chaotic weak point, and relentlessly pushing forward, giving the enemy no chance to form an encirclement!

Break through! This is Murong Mingyue's tactic! Not to annihilate the enemy, but to completely scatter and penetrate Shi Biao's well-trained elite cavalry with the fastest speed and the fiercest momentum! Once they break through, the path ahead will be flat and open, leading directly to the flank and rear of the Black Mountain Army's main infantry force—where Han Meng's central army is located!

Amidst the flashing blades and bloodshed, the red riders, like sharp blades cleaving through waves, tore a bloody gap in the gray iron torrent that outnumbered them many times over! Starfire Fortress cavalrymen fell one after another, but even more Black Mountain cavalrymen were cut down and scattered in the chaos. Shi Biao watched helplessly as that blinding red mass surged deeper and deeper into his elite ranks, drawing ever closer, but because his troops were caught in the melee, he couldn't effectively intercept it. He was so enraged he almost vomited blood.

at last!

With a deafening roar, it was as if a dam had been breached by a torrent! Murong Mingyue led the remaining hundred or so riders, like a blood-soaked phoenix, and fiercely broke through the last barrier of the "Iron Falcon" cavalry, roaring out from the other side of the enemy formation!

They didn't stop, not even glancing back at the ravaged, heavily wounded, and utterly disorganized forces of Shi Biao's army behind them. Murong Mingyue raised her saber high, the tip pointing directly at the tall, black central banner embroidered with the character "山" (mountain) in the distance, and shouted sharply:

"Target—Enemy Commander's Central Army! Charge!"

"assault--!"

More than a hundred valiant riders, covered in blood and with a fierce and indomitable spirit, turned their horses around and ignored the remaining enemy cavalry on their flanks. Like arrows released from a bow, they charged forward at the rear of the main force of the Black Mountain Army infantry!

Cavalry charge, blades drawn, straight to the heart of the enemy!