The Three Kingdoms began with island farming

Chapter 632: Having a death wish
A huge black army emerged from all directions.

Several heavily cavalry units, armed to the teeth, took the lead and cut through the Kushan army as easily as an iron plow plowing the land.

Under Kumar's command, the Kushan army, which was preparing to reorganize its formation, had no time to resist. Several black clouds attacked and the army fell apart again.

Even the Kushan Guards Infantry Battalion, which had previously performed extremely fearsomely, couldn't help but look a little weak at this moment.

Although they still had some strength after chopping wood all night, their condition was obviously much worse.

And what they were facing was none other than the Overlord Cavalry led by Sun Ce himself.

Soldiers fight against soldiers, generals fight against generals.

Sun Ce had long set his sights on this Military Soul Corps.

The two sides are life-and-death enemies, so Sun Ce naturally would not have any so-called psychological burden.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
The Overlord Spear in his hand flashed with a cold light, drawing an arc like a half-moon in the morning light.

The black horse under Sun Ce's crotch stepped on the remains of the Kushan soldiers and charged forward. The blood splashed by the iron hooves stained the armor on the horse's belly.

The Guards Infantry Battalion, which was good at attack but not defense, was already at a disadvantage when facing the Overlord Cavalry in terms of military type, not to mention that they were in poor condition.

They are fast, and the Overlord Cavalry is just as fast.

Their attack is sharp, and the Overlord's Iron Cavalry is also the sharpest spear tip.

They have strong organizational skills, and the Overlord Cavalry is also a whole.

The two sides are of equal combat power and their strength is almost the same.

The Kushan Guards, which were now in poor condition, inevitably showed signs of weakness when facing the Overlord's Iron Cavalry.

Perhaps the force of the sword was just a little weaker or the pace was a little slower, but these tiny differences were the difference between life and death in front of the elite Overlord Cavalry.

Sun Ce's Overlord Spear accurately pierced the throat of a guard infantryman. Warm blood flowed down along the lines of the spear shaft, condensed into blood beads and fell at the tassel.

Garrosh, commander of the Kushan Guard Battalion, clenched the scimitar in his hand, watching his soldiers being torn to pieces by the cavalry, his eyes bloodshot.

He rushed forward without hesitation and slashed at Sun Ce with the scimitar in his hand.

"mean!"

Garrosh said through gritted teeth, his eyes full of anger.

He admitted that the Overlord Cavalry was very strong, but if the two sides fought fairly, the outcome would still be unknown.

The other party's behavior of taking advantage of others' misfortune really made him angry.

Last night, they launched several charges against the armies led by Deva and defeated the enemy head-on.

But at the same time, he also suffered considerable casualties, used up most of his strength, and his armor and weapons were damaged.

After all, the Military Soul Corps is also mortal, and it is impossible for them to be in full condition all night long.

Today, they are completely unable to resist the Overlord's cavalry.

The Kushan Guards Infantry Battalion, which had previously shown its strength, had its weaknesses exposed at this moment.

The sharper the knife, the more fragile it is.

Lacking defensive means and diversified offensive methods, they could only face the enemy head-on. When they encountered the fully-powered Overlord Cavalry, the outcome was naturally self-evident.

Sun Ce blocked Garrosh's scimitar with a casual shot and smiled faintly.

"Warfare is a treacherous art. On the battlefield, there is only life and death, so how can there be any meanness?"

After experiencing the war in the Central Plains, Sun Ce has grown a lot.

Although he still holds on to his principles, he is no longer as stubborn as before.

The so-called fairness is relative, and wisdom is also a manifestation of strength.

Garrosh's veins bulged, and the snake-shaped scimitar in his palm turned a tricky arc as he approached, and the scimitar drew a strange arc, heading straight for Sun Ce's face.

As the elite of the Kushan elite, the Guards Infantry Battalion was not afraid of cavalry and had ways to deal with them. Seeing this, Sun Ce blocked with his spear with interest, and his strange strength made Garrosh's palm numb.

"It's interesting, but what a pity." Sun Ce said lightly.

The black horse under his crotch jumped high and stabbed Garrosh's chest with a sudden attack.

He casually pulled back the Overlord Spear, shook off the blood on the tip of the spear, and continued to charge without any concern.

He no longer took this second-rate opponent seriously.

Sun Ce is now an adult and is no longer the "Little Overlord" of the past. In terms of martial arts alone, he is enough to rank among the top ten in the world.

With his extraordinary strength and exquisite Overlord Spear, ordinary generals below the first-rate level can't even withstand more than three moves.

Like Lu Bu, he can be said to be a quality inspector of famous generals.

The soldiers of the Kushan Guards Battalion looked at their fallen commander and let out desperate roars, but their roars were extinguished like candles in the wind under a new round of charge by the Overlord's Iron Cavalry.

Kumar watched helplessly as his most trusted Kushan Guards Infantry Battalion perished, his eyes red.

However, this was not the time for him to be sad.

Even though the Han army had not yet arrived in full force, with only tens of thousands of cavalrymen maneuvering around, the Kushan army he led was already defeated.

At this moment, he suddenly came to his senses.

The claims of being evenly matched and having no intention of attacking are all cover-ups.

This is the true face of the Han army.

A terrifying dragon with its mouth wide open was ready to swallow them whole.

Looking at his deputy general Dix, Kumar's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was already determined to die.

"Deeks."

"The general is here!"

"You lead a light cavalry and prepare to retreat to the capital. I will hold back the Han army for you!" Kumar's voice was as deep as iron, but it shattered into pieces in the morning breeze.

"General, I am willing to share life and death with you!"

Deeks' voice was tearful, but Kumar slapped him in the face and his head tilted away.

"Idiot!" Kumar pointed at Liu Bei's yellow umbrella in the distance.

"The Han army's attack was obviously not a spur-of-the-moment move, but a long-planned plan against our Kushan Empire. The so-called internal strife and disinterest in our country are all disguises."

"You must inform His Majesty of the situation of this battle and this news as soon as possible. It will be bad if you are late!"

"I'm afraid that this attack by the Han army is just the beginning. They will not stop. Even the Han army in the north will also send troops to attack our Kushan from both sides."

The situation at this point was extremely bad, and no one could save it.

But Kumar calmed down completely and saw through the thoughts of Liu Bei and others.

With such a big commotion, Liu Bei’s appetite is definitely not just limited to the southern Kushan Empire.

Everything before this was a disguise, a deception to them.

With such a big plan set up, the purpose is self-evident.

He is also very clear about the current situation in the country. If things go wrong, the other side may really succeed, and by then I am afraid that the Kushan Empire will really perish.

"General, I will stay here to provide cover, you retreat." Dix said anxiously.

Kumar shook his head, with bitterness in his mouth.

"30,000 elite soldiers, a military soul corps, and a thousand miles of fertile land, all buried in my hands, how can I go back with dignity?"

"Someone must take responsibility for this defeat, and that person is me."

(End of this chapter)