Xuanxia

Chapter 883 Battle!

"Woo——"

The sound of trumpets blew among the Northern Barbarians.

Countless cavalrymen rushed out of the camp, the sound of hooves was like thunder and dust was flying!
The Northern Barbarians were good at riding and shooting, and most of the soldiers in the barracks were light cavalry. They only wore thin leather armor, held short bows in their hands, and had big swords hanging on their waists. They rushed towards Chongshan Pass with a roar.

Tiele's powerful voice sounded behind them.

"My men, the Northern Frontier Army is no longer able to fight the Great Barbarians for a long time! If they want a decisive battle, we will give them a decisive battle!"

"Chongshan Pass has been opened. We will kill them today and march straight in!"

"From now on, the vast territory of Yan State belongs to us!"

His roar ignited the madness of the Northern Yi soldiers. They kicked their horses desperately, crossed the wilderness, and rushed towards the enemy in the distance. In their eyes at this time, those were no longer enemies, but treasures, women, and endless happiness!
In the sky, Huoyal waved her staff lightly, and a group of shamans surrounded her, chanting complicated and obscure spells.

Mysterious ripples appeared in the air, and countless ferocious beasts rushed out from all around the Beiyi military camp, including wolves, tigers, leopards, bears... and even countless birds of prey flying in the sky!
They charged together with the Northern Barbarian Army.

Not only that, a strange black aura was rising from the bodies of countless Northern Barbarian soldiers.

Their expressions became extremely fanatical and crazy, as if they had completely lost their fear and dread, leaving only the most violent and crazy desire to kill!
At this time, the Northern Frontier Army, which had been arranged in battle array outside Chongshan Pass, was as quiet as the sea.

The blood and energy they had just gathered through military tactics were shattered like waves, but it had no effect on them.

They formed into square formations, with giant shield soldiers in the front, spear soldiers in the middle, longbow soldiers in the back, and a small number of heavy cavalry on both wings of the army.

The war drums are still beating.

A bloody mark appeared between everyone's eyebrows.

From the generals on horseback to the soldiers carrying flags and shields, everyone is like this.

At this moment, they are no longer distinguishable from each other, and no longer have their own selves. All of them have only one name left - Northern Frontier Army!

Hong Ruohai's figure appeared on the city wall of Chongshan Pass.

He slowly drew out his sword.

It was a broad, thick, long sword without an edge, and the blade was covered in blood and rust.

Weapon and sword!

He raised his sword forward, pointing it at the Northern Barbarian Army that was charging madly across the wilderness.

"kill."

Hong Ruohai spoke lightly.

Boom!
When the last drumbeat sounded, every man in the Northern Frontier Army felt as if they had been struck by lightning. Their whole bodies trembled and their eyes turned bloodshot with excitement!
They stretched their necks, stretched their throats, and used all their strength to let out the craziest roar of their lives!
"Kill!"

"kill!"

“Kill, kill, kill, ahhh!”

The silence was broken in an instant, and the suppressed and extremely tense strings in their hearts finally broke at this moment.

No, it's not broken.

It was a divine horse that wanted to gallop for a thousand miles, and finally untied the reins. The heavy cavalry on both wings rushed out like an arrow from a bow, and the heavy hooves shook the ground, turning into two steel torrents, rolling towards the Northern Barbarian Army.

And that huge infantry formation also changed from walking to fast walking, and from fast walking to running!
There were clearly more than 100,000 of them, with countless of them standing close to each other, with swords and spears intertwined, and those sharp blades only inches away from their comrades. But when they ran, their steps were exactly the same, and the scattered swords swayed rhythmically, without hurting their own people at all.

Although they were running faster and faster, to the soldiers in the square formation, they seemed to be relatively still!
This is the art of war.

A military tactic that can turn a group of soldiers into one!

A Xuanxing strongman can flatten mountains and split seas, and kill ordinary people like a giant whale devouring shrimps. If a Xuanxing strongman wants to kill 100,000 ordinary people, it is not difficult as long as he is willing to spend time. However, in front of an army that has practiced military tactics, he still has to think carefully!
The twenty-mile wasteland was reached in a flash.

The two armies finally came into close combat. At that moment, time seemed to freeze and yet seemed to be infinitely stretched.

The light cavalry of the Northern Barbarians took the brunt of the attack, sweeping in like a violent storm, the sound of their horses' hooves shaking the earth. However, the giant shield soldiers of the Northern Frontier Army were like a solid wall, motionless, holding their shields tightly with both hands, leaning forward to block all the attacks.

"boom!"

The first impact was deafening!
The cavalry of the Northern Barbarian Army was like hitting a mountain. Many of them were blown backwards by the huge reaction force, blood spurting out of their mouths, while the giant shield soldiers only swayed slightly and stood firmly on their feet again.

The spearmen followed closely behind, the spears in their hands were like a forest of sharp spikes, flashing cold light. Under the impact of the Northern Barbarians cavalry, they quickly adjusted their formation and thrust their spears out. Many Northern Barbarians cavalry were pierced by the spears and fell off their horses wailing.

The longbowmen were at the back of the formation, their bowstrings drawn to their full length, their eyes as sharp as eagles.

With the sound of arrows breaking through the air, soldiers of the Northern Barbarian Army were constantly shot and fell to the ground.

In the gap between the two armies, the heavy cavalry of the Northern Frontier Army shuttled back and forth like ghosts - they were wearing heavy armor and holding long spears, and every charge was like thunder. The light cavalry of the Northern Barbarian Army was like fragile paper in front of them and was easily torn apart!
Of course, the Northern Barbarians could never be so weak.

The fastest light cavalrymen had already started shooting arrows around the Northern Frontier Army!
Their speed was insanely fast, as if the horses had opened their martial arts acupoints. The arrows in their hands penetrated into the Northern Frontier army's formation without any holes, reaping lives.

If anyone tried to chase them, they would turn around and run, and they could even turn around and shoot arrows on their horses.

As a result, this group of light cavalry became the nightmare that the Northern Frontier Army was most reluctant to face.

Even for some assault teams in the Northern Frontier Army, which are composed of people with profound cultivation and high lightness skills, it would cost a lot to capture these light cavalry.

Not to mention, there is a group of ferocious beasts controlled by shamans!
The wasteland in front of Chongshan Pass instantly turned into a meat-grinder made up of swords, guns, and steel!
Countless people died in an instant. Those who were full of dreams and passion before became corpses in the blink of an eye. Then comrades and enemies continued to fight on their corpses, leaving behind more blood.

"Chief! Chief!"

In the chaotic battlefield, Daiqin, the chief of the Feixiong tribe, suddenly heard the call of his subordinates.

When he turned around, he saw his deputy general riding a fast horse and catching up with him. This deputy general had put on the same armor as Daiqin at some point, and even his face had been changed. On the battlefield where blood was flying everywhere, almost no one could tell the difference between them.

"Go quickly!"

The deputy general shouted loudly: "Go quickly and come back quickly!"

Daiqin nodded silently.

Today, he has an appointment.

Go to the appointment with "Buren Shaman".

Of course, unlike other people in the Feixiong tribe, he had received a report from Maoisig... and knew that it was not the Buren Shaman at all, but the legendary figure of Yan State, Fu Qingzhou, who had been missing for three years.

This will be a very important appointment.

(End of this chapter)