Loan Wusheng

Chapter 237 Immediate Annihilation, Slaughtering Them All
"With the sun and moon above, this..."

Many Western Di cavalrymen were dumbfounded by this sight, standing there dumbfounded, even forgetting to attack, just standing there in disbelief, watching the rain of blood falling from the sky.

They never dreamed that their supreme high priest would die so easily, so silently, like a stray dog ​​on the roadside, easily kicked to death.

So much so that they forgot they were on the battlefield. When they came to their senses, they felt a sharp pain in their chests and were lifted into the air by lances!

"kill!"

Amidst the torrential rain of blood, the bugle call of the Han army's iron cavalry suddenly shattered the silence of the grassland.

"Boom!"

The Han army's armored cavalry swept across the scorched earth like a steel torrent. The moment their hooves crushed the blood-soaked puddles, the phantom of the gilded dragon halberd condensed into nine five-clawed golden dragons in the sky above the army formation!
The dragon's roar reverberated across the land. The Han cavalry raised their long spears, and cyan-gold true energy burst forth from the tips of their spears, transforming into a formation of arrows stretching for miles!
Although Zheng Jun was not present, Wei Quan's leadership ensured the proper continuation of the formation that Zheng Jun had established.

"Break through them!"

Wei Quan roared, channeling his Tongqiao Realm true essence into his longsword. The blade's light surged three zhang, cleaving the charging Western Di centurion and his horse in two.

Meanwhile, the Cangdao Army heavy cavalry seized the opportunity to break through the gap, their black iron horse armor knocking away seven or eight Di cavalrymen, their bowl-sized hooves crushing the heads of those who fell from their horses.

"Pfft!"

Meanwhile, the Dragon Guard light cavalry darted through the enemy lines like fish, turning the entire battlefield into chaos.

Dugu Yuan's saber slashed in a tricky arc, the blade cutting into the armpit of the Helian cavalryman and slicing off half of his shoulder.

With blood splattering, the powerful young men of the Dragon Guard shouted excitedly. These new recruits, fresh from battle, finally shed their fear and began to imitate the veterans, smashing the knees of those who had fallen from their horses with the backs of their swords.

Dugu Yuan's current official position is Left General of the Hanlong Martial Guard, making him the current leading general of the Martial Guard. Leading light cavalry charges is naturally one of his specialties.

After all, he came from the Northern Rong Xianbei tribe, so charging into battle was easy for him. The Xianbei tribe was originally a nomadic tribe of the Northern Rong, and in a way, they were closer to the Western Di.

However, this did not stop Dugu Yuan from charging into battle.

Where did this poor relative who's trying to curry favor come from? This is a mess.

As Dugu Yuan and Wei Quan charged into the enemy ranks, the Western Di army was thrown into chaos.

The shamans, having lost their high priest, attempted to form an array and fight their way through. Zheng Jun also spotted the threat precisely and immediately unleashed the Golden Roaring Dragon Sword, splitting off three hundred sword beams that shredded the flesh into mincemeat!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Han infantry set up their ballistae, and the giant arrows soaked in oil whistled into the supply wagon, instantly engulfing half of the Juqu clan's army formation in flames.

"Hold on! The Luan Di clan's reinforcements are almost here..."

The shout of a Subu general came to an abrupt halt.

Liang Rui, wielding a halberd, descended from the sky, the blade spinning as it sliced ​​off half of his skull, his brains splattering onto the battle flag embroidered with a wolf's head.

Before the surrounding guards could react, Zhou Tong had already led the Xiaoguo Army heavy infantry forward like a wall, their longswords slashing and leaving behind a rain of severed limbs.

After the high priest's death, the Western Di cavalry naturally suffered a crushing defeat, collapsing at the first contact and unable to hold out against the Han army, and were slaughtered unilaterally.

When the first red flag embroidered with the character 'Han' was planted on the wreckage of the bronze chariot, the Western Di cavalry blockade finally collapsed.

The remnants of the Helian clan were the first to turn their horses around, followed by the Xubu clan, the Xiutu clan... The 90,000-strong army was like an anthill that had been punctured, with countless people scrambling to trample on their comrades' bodies as they fled towards Yinshan.

"The fugitive dies."

Zheng Jun's voice was extremely cold, carrying the pressure of Yuan Dan as it swept across the battlefield.

At the same time, Zheng Jun slashed horizontally with his Longyuan Blade, directly unleashing a hundred-foot blade of light in mid-air, cleaving the fleeing Di cavalry and their horses into a bloody mist!
They even killed several tribal leaders who were at the Tongqiao Realm!

This move instantly intimidated many of the Western Di cavalry, who immediately swallowed hard and chose to surrender.

Only the Juqu clan's main cavalry were still putting up a fierce resistance, but it was all in vain.

Because Zheng Jun was here, and the High Priest of the Western Di was already dead.

The Martial Saint of Yuan Dan, whose power overwhelms all.

Immediately, Zheng Jun did not continue to attack, but instead ordered the Longwu Guard, Cangdao Army, and Xiaoguo Army to advance and encircle the Juqu clan's main cavalry.

An army can only become stronger through trials and tribulations.

A truly strong military can never be grown in a greenhouse.

Zheng Jun himself reached out and used his Azure Gold True Essence to pick up the broken skull staff.

Looking at the magical artifact he had severed, Zheng Jun was somewhat puzzled.

"This magical weapon... is it really that fragile?"

Zheng Jun was somewhat puzzled. After all, this was a magic weapon passed down from the Juqu clan of the Western Di, so how could it be so useless?

Zheng Jun thought he would be able to acquire a new magic weapon, but he didn't expect it to be broken so easily, which was truly frustrating.

"This high priest of the Western Barbarians is really weak."

Zheng Jun couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Back when he was chasing me, why did I feel such a strong sense of pressure from him?"

Zheng Jun thought to himself, completely forgetting that when he retaliated, he had even slashed Zheng Jun's arm.

However, the High Priest of the Western Di should not have been so weak; he could have fought for several incense sticks. But unfortunately, he was severely injured by the King of Zhao and had not recovered for two years, so he did have some hidden injuries.

Already in poor condition, and having encountered Emperor Zheng Jun of the Han Dynasty, who had been in seclusion for a year and had refined countless resources of heaven and earth and was in excellent condition, he was naturally easily killed by Zheng Jun in just a few rounds.

This also set a record for the fastest Yuan Dan Martial Saint to be killed by Zheng Jun.

At this point, Zheng Jun still felt quite regretful.

"If I had met this High Priest when I was at the half-step Yuan Dan stage, I would have been able to achieve the feat of challenging someone of a higher level, and have this High Priest ranked alongside Lou Wei, Yuan Yi, and Nangong Pingying."

Zheng Jun sighed softly.

Strictly speaking, Zheng Jun also killed a Yuan Dan cultivator when he was at the half-step Yuan Dan realm. That cultivator was the Yuan Dan demon king, the Deer Demon King, from the Northern Demon Court.

However, the Deer Demon King was killed by Zheng Jun together with Lu Zhenglin, Cai Kang, and Wu Liyang, so it wasn't exactly a one-on-one fight. This made the battle between opponents of higher levels less impressive.

It's a pity that I didn't seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He just didn't know if he would have the chance to kill a Dharma Aspect when he was in the Yuan Dan Realm.

This might be a bit difficult.

After all, there are only seven Dharma images in the entire world.

Choosing one out of seven is indeed a bit...

Ok?
Suddenly, Zheng Jun thought of two easy targets.

The Great Sage of the Northern Demon Court, who was injured by the Divine Martial Emperor.

Perhaps ten years ago, the Divine Martial Emperor led a southern expedition and destroyed the Great Sage Burning Heaven of the Southern Demon Court.

These two demonic avatars seem to have been in poor condition for nearly a hundred years.

Among the three demons and four venerables, only the two Great Sages of the Northern and Southern Demon Courts are truly easy targets.

However, that's in the future. Right now, Zheng Jun should focus on dealing with the enemy at hand and consider these things after he reaches the peak of the Yuan Dan realm.

Zheng Jun took a deep breath and looked up, only to see that the blood rain had stopped and the setting sun, like blood, shone on the mountain of corpses.

The battle was over. Broken arrows were stuck in the scorched earth, and several tattered wolf-head banners fluttered in the wind. Han soldiers were finishing off the Di cavalry one by one. Occasionally, a Di cavalryman who was pretending to be dead would suddenly jump up and be immediately pinned to the ground by seven or eight spears, dying a gruesome death.

"Your Majesty, 43,000 heads have been taken in this battle."

After wiping the blood off his face, Wei Quan stepped forward to greet Zheng Jun and said respectfully, "In this battle, we captured more than 30,000 enemy soldiers, seized more than 50,000 warhorses, and our grain and supplies are enough for our army to use for half a month."

More than 20,000 people still fled.

But it doesn’t matter.

Given that Zheng Jun did not take any further action, it is quite normal for more than 20,000 people to escape.

"good."

Zheng Jun nodded slightly and continued, "Kill all the prisoners of the Xubu clan, keep the prisoners of the Xiutu clan for a while, and then enslave them all to build Yunzhong."

Zheng Jun only said that those who fled would die, but did not say that those who surrendered would not be killed.

These Western barbarians were destined to die here.

If they want to survive, they must defect before the battle.

What kind of surrender is this, being defeated and captured?
The Xubu clan wreaked havoc in Yunzhong, while the Xiutu clan was an old rival of the Central Plains.

Zheng Jun would naturally not let these two Xidi tribes go.

The only tribes Zheng Jun might spare are the Western Di tribes who have lived in the Western Regions or the North Sea for many years.

Upon hearing this, Wei Quan immediately nodded and accepted the order. Zhou Tong stepped forward and whispered to Zheng Jun, "Your Majesty, these are the Western Di King Xubu and King Xiutu. They have surrendered in this battle and have come to pay their respects to Your Majesty."

"King Xubu, King Xiutu?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jun's gaze sharpened.

Apart from the royal court, the Xidi people addressed the leaders of other tribes as "King".

In essence, the Xidi were a huge alliance, in which the royal court was the absolute leader, and the other tribes, having joined, all obeyed the royal court's orders.

Within each tribe, there will naturally be a recognized tribal leader.

The tribal leader was the Western Di king, for example, the leader of the Xubu clan was King Xubu.

"Let them come," Zheng Jun said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tong immediately went to summon someone.

When King Xubu and King Xiutu arrived, treading through the bloody mud, they were also escorted by no one.

Although the two had removed their armor, their Qi and blood at the Tongqiao Realm level still burned like a furnace, causing blood rain to fall all over their bodies and wisps of scarlet mist to rise.

"Your humble servant pays respects to the Great Emperor of the Central Plains!"

King Sudatta suddenly banged his head on the ground, his forehead smashing a deep pit into the scorched earth.

This Di king, who was supposed to be all-knowing, fawned like a stray dog ​​wagging its tail, saying in broken Mandarin, "Your humble servant is willing to offer 100,000 cattle and sheep from our tribe to cast a golden statue for His Majesty the Great Emperor of the Central Plains for him to worship day and night!"

Meanwhile, King Xiutu's one eye twitched. The Xubu tribe had long been slaughtered by the Han army, leaving only the old and weak. Where would they get 100,000 cattle and sheep?
But he reacted quickly, immediately bowing as well and whispering, "Your humble servant is willing to lead the elite troops of my troops to serve as the vanguard for His Majesty the Emperor, leading the way to the royal court to achieve complete victory!"

Zheng Jun lightly tapped the hilt of his Longyuan sword with his fingertips. Seeing the two kneeling Di kings, he suddenly smiled: "I remember King Xubu, the tragedy in Yunzhong was mostly the work of your tribe?" Upon hearing this, King Xubu's fat trembled, but he didn't take it too seriously. Instead, he lowered his head and said meekly, "Your Majesty, you are wise. This is all Murong Lang's fault. He said he would cut off our tribe's food supplies if we didn't massacre the city. Our tribe was unwilling to do so..."

King Sudatta did not think that these few people would do anything.

After all, the emperor of the Central Plains shouldn't be a fool.

If he were to surrender and lead his army to attack the royal court, that would be of extraordinary importance.

King Sudatta thought Zheng Jun would choose between a few commoners and the dogs of an entire tribe.

"puff!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Azure Gold True Essence pierced through his throat without warning, and the True Essence exploded down his spine, nailing this 300-pound obese body into a kneeling specimen!

King Sudatta's eyes bulged out, and he made a gurgling sound in his throat. Black blood gushed from his seven orifices, yet he could not die quickly.

During this time, Zheng Jun actually used the Azure Emperor's Longevity Technique to keep him alive, making him clearly feel the pain of every inch of his meridians being crushed!
King Xiutu was taken aback upon seeing this, and then retreated three steps, trying to use his blood escape technique to take off, but crashed into an invisible barrier.

Looking up, one could see the phantom of a golden dragon coiled among the clouds, isolating everything.

"In the 917th year of the Former Zhou Dynasty, Yanmen was breached; in the 939th year of the Former Zhou Dynasty, the Hetao region was plundered."

With each sentence Zheng Jun spoke, he took a step forward and said, "Two years ago in autumn, you cooked my border people in a bronze cauldron. Is that a tradition of your tribe?"

Knowing he couldn't escape, King Xiutu laughed maniacally: "That's right! I specifically target those with tender skin..."

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Zheng Jun's palm erupted with azure-gold true essence, and the head of the Xiu Tu King exploded like a watermelon.

The flying bone fragments were burned into blue smoke by the true energy while still in mid-air.

"Issue my imperial edict."

Zheng Jun flicked his sleeve, dispersing the blood mist, his voice like cold iron striking the ground: "Hang the heads of these two traitors at the gates of Yunzhong City, and feed their corpses to the dogs. All those from the Xiutu tribe who participated in the massacre of the city shall be buried alive!"

Seeing this, Zhou Tong was completely caught off guard.

He hadn't expected that Zheng Jun would kill the two Di kings so decisively!

Surprised, Zhou Tong didn't dare say anything and immediately went to do it.

The newly built mound of skulls was three zhang taller.

"His Majesty."

Dugu Yuan stood aside and bowed to Zheng Jun, saying, "Our scouts have reported that Hu Yang, the Chanyu of the Luandi clan, has already dispatched troops to attack our army. They are marching at an extremely fast speed and are expected to encounter our army in half an hour."

"Then we won't return to Yunzhong; let's remain in formation."

Zheng Jun took a deep breath and calmly said, "Execute all the remaining prisoners to prevent chaos during the war."

"promise!"

Dugu Yuan accepted the order and left.

In wartime, one cannot possibly care about these ten thousand slaves.

Zheng Jun's eyes flashed, he took a deep breath, looked in the direction the enemy army was marching, took another deep breath, and said coldly, "Great Chanyu, do you also want to take the 'ruler of the world' route?"

"Then let's see who is more worthy of this title of 'Lord of the World'!"

……

The Western Di Huyang Shanyu tribe, the Luandi clan royal court, is on its way.

Their marching speed was extremely fast.

Unlike the high priest.

The royal court's troops were the elite cavalry of the Western Di.

In addition, the cavalry of tribes such as the White Sheep, which were affiliated with the royal court, constituted the main force of the Western Di.

However, the 90,000 cavalrymen of the Juqu clan were also of particular importance.

The maximum military force that the entire Western Di could mobilize was only four or five hundred thousand.

These four or five hundred thousand are all young and strong men. If they all die, the Western Di will be wiped out.

The loss of 90,000 cavalrymen is a blow to the hearts of Hu Yang Chanyu, not to mention the various tribes of the Western Di.

Even after the battle ended, one martial artist who had reached the Qi Refining stage managed to escape.

The enlightened Western Di general immediately fled to Hu Yang Chanyu's army and told him everything that had happened to Juqu.

Therefore, Hu Yang Shanyu became famous overnight.

That's a full fifth of the able-bodied young men!
Which country could withstand such a loss?
However, Hu Yangshan also realized that the opportunity to fight seemed to be right in front of him!
After a fierce charge, the Han army will inevitably become exhausted.

At this moment, we have the advantage in numbers. If we charge forward, we might be able to wipe out the Han army in one battle, enter the Central Plains, achieve hegemony, and become the first Western Di Chanyu to rule the Central Plains!

However, he was also somewhat resentful.

What is Juqu doing?
Why were they both Yuan Dan Martial Saints so easily killed?
Hu Yang Chanyu briefly recalled the gap between himself and the Juqu clan's high priest, and indeed it was quite large.

If one is serious, killing this high priest is not difficult.

He, Hu Yang Chanyu, was the strongest among the three Yuan Dan of the Western Di.

But he asked himself honestly, and he couldn't do it as easily and casually as this escaped expert made it out to be.

"That Han emperor is indeed stronger than me."

Hu Yang Chanyu thought to himself, but he wasn't so afraid: "However, killing that Juqu clan's trash should have taken a toll. This battle might be my only chance to rule the Central Plains in this lifetime, so I must not miss it!"

With this thought in mind, Hu Yangshan made a decision.

Stud!

If we win this battle, the Western Barbarians will take control of the Central Plains!
If he loses this battle, he will have to flee back to the Yinshan royal court in a sorry state to lick his wounds and train the next Chanyu.

Hu Yang Chanyu stood atop a bronze chariot, his body radiating a fierce, surging aura of dragons and tigers, and his eyes beneath the golden wolf-head helmet blazed with terrifying light.

Having thought everything through, he slashed through the air with his jewel-encrusted scimitar, his voice booming like thunder: "Warriors of the Luandi clan! The emperor of the Central Plains has beheaded my high priest! This is an irreconcilable enmity! Today we shall crush the enemy ranks and use Zheng Jun's skull to serve our wine!"

"Invade the Central Plains, kill all the people of the Central Plains, and sleep with the women of the Central Plains!"

"kill!"

150,000 iron cavalrymen simultaneously raised their spears and roared, the sound waves shaking the clouds apart.

Meanwhile, Hu Yang Chanyu's true essence condensed into a hundred-foot-tall phantom wolf above the army formation, its eyes blood-red. This was the 'Azure Wolf Devouring the Sun Formation', a secret technique passed down by the Western Di royal court.

This is a unique formation of the Western Di royal court.

In the past, the Western Di people were no match for the Central Plains people because their military formations were outdated. The Central Plains people were much faster at studying military formations than the Western Di people, and with the rapid updates and replacements, they simply couldn't keep up.

This "Azure Wolf Devouring the Sun Formation" is the only advanced military formation created by the Western Di people, and it is also the most proficient and suitable military formation for them!
The moment the formation was complete, the auras of all the Di cavalrymen merged into one, and their charging speed increased by 30%!

When this formation is formed, the energy expenditure during travel is minimal, and when charging, it is like a wolf in flight!

This is the greatest advantage of this formation: it can maintain its formation state indefinitely!
After the troops had formed ranks and were advancing, Hu Yang Chanyu immediately received a military report: "Great Chanyu, the archers have already discovered that the Central Plains people are in formation, seemingly waiting for our army to arrive."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yang Chanyu chuckled and cracked his whip, saying, "It seems the emperor of the Central Plains has realized the problem, but it's too late!"

"No, Chanyu!"

The elderly Lan clan chief suddenly grabbed the reins: "The Han army has just defeated the Juqu tribe, yet they are still forming ranks on the spot. This is clearly a ploy to lure the enemy! Why not send a light cavalry from the Baiyang clan to probe first..."

Testing the waters!

Sending light cavalry there would be a sure way to deliver them to their deaths!
Then those fools from the Aries clan will instead flee, shaking morale and scattering their own troops!

The opponent was a Yuan Dan Martial Saint, whose fame was widespread.

Such an opponent will either go all out from the start, or simply not fight at all.

What are you testing?
Hu Yang Chanyu ignored him and immediately shouted, "All troops, charge!"

"kill!"

150,000 iron cavalry swept across the grassland like a black tide.

The royal heavy cavalry at the forefront were all clad in iron armor, and their spears were even wrapped with the power of the Azure Wolf, which was the effect of the formation.

The left-wing Huyan clan archers drew their bows and arrows, displaying their heroic bearing; the right-wing Lan clan swordsmen slashed their cheeks, invoking a blood sacrifice.

As for the miscellaneous cavalry such as Baiyang, they lagged behind and did not participate in the charge.

Elite troops charge in; leaving these grunts in front will only delay the progress!

For units like the Aries, their greatest strength lies in winning battles when the tide is against them.

This battle is of utmost importance. Hu Yang Chanyu does not want these miscellaneous cavalry to scatter his elite troops and repeat the mistake of King Zhao.

A hundred miles away, Zheng Jun suddenly opened his eyes.

The azure-gold true essence emanating from his fingertips drew an arc in front of him, and Zheng Jun calmly said, "Here it comes."

Almost simultaneously, the ground began to tremble slightly.

A writhing black line appeared on the distant horizon—the dust storm raised by the Western Di cavalry.

The weather suddenly changed; a gale-force wind carrying sand and gravel lashed against the Han army's shields, creating a crackling sound like a sudden downpour.

"Formation!"

At Wei Quan's command, the Cangdao Army's heavy infantry instantly changed formation.

Three thousand massive black iron shields slammed heavily into the ground, with horse-slaying spears over ten feet long protruding from between them, resembling steel hedgehogs from afar.

The cavalry units were divided into two groups and concealed themselves in the hills on the flanks. This was a new formation that Xu Shimao had specially researched and improved upon from the "Crescent Moon Formation" in order to counter the steppe cavalry.

Zheng Jun, already brimming with fighting spirit, was ready to face the renowned true ruler, the Western Di Huyang Chanyu!

(End of this chapter)