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"wrong!"

Dong Guan suddenly narrowed his eyes.

In his experience, the collision of two cavalry forces in this manner was like two juicy fruits colliding at extremely high speeds.

The result of the collision is no surprise; juice will immediately splatter everywhere.

If not for dire circumstances, given his wealth, he would not want his iron cavalry to be wasted in this way.

However, the actual situation was completely different from what he had predicted based on his experience.

The enemy cavalry charging at full speed formed a sharp arrow formation, and the enemy cavalry general who beheaded our cavalry general with just two slashes was the "tip" of the arrow.

Just as the two iron torrents were about to collide, an invisible repulsive force seemed to originate from the enemy cavalry's "arrowheads," spreading out in a fan shape towards their own iron cavalry.

Anyone caught in this invisible shockwave, no matter how murderous or fierce they were just moments before, immediately becomes frozen in place.

Then--

"boom--!"

The two torrents of steel, seemingly colliding violently, were actually like a hot knife cutting into butter; one side quickly sliced ​​the other open and rapidly spread the damage deep inside the "butter."

Unfortunately, our side became the "butter," while the enemy cavalry became the "hot blade."

The enemy cavalry general continued to penetrate deeper into the enemy lines, spreading an invisible repulsive force that turned the surrounding friendly cavalry into motionless wooden stakes.

The enemy cavalry following closely behind him easily and swiftly reaped the heads of these men, as if cutting melons and vegetables.

Furthermore, as the "hot knife" penetrates deeper, the wound inevitably continues to expand.

The friendly cavalry, who had initially remained clear-headed, were increasingly being drawn into the fray, facing the enemy's brutal onslaught in the most unfavorable circumstances.

Watching the enemy cavalry inflict a brutal and almost humiliating attack on their own, larger cavalry right under their noses, in front of their camp, Dong Guan's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

It wasn't until the enemy cavalry general, acting as the "arrowhead," led his troops to a point not far from the camp, and was about to step into the pit, that they reined in their horses, turned left instead of charging forward, and headed east, close to the camp.

This was also the closest the two sides had ever been.

Dong Guan saw that the enemy cavalry general, whose entire body was covered in armor and whose face was even covered by a helmet, raised his head slightly, as if he were looking at the arrow tower where he was.

Although he couldn't see the other person's face at all, hidden behind the helmet, Dong Guan had an inexplicable sense of certainty—

He is looking at me!

In a provocative manner!
So brave!

Dong Guan was furious, and was even certain that this cowardly person was likely the "leader" of the gang that had hidden in the Xuanqing Sea and caused him endless trouble.

Then, Dong Guan belatedly realized that the moment the other person looked over, his heart skipped several beats.

Could it be that this person's influence on me has reached this point?
This is also the reason for his intense anger.

However, Dong Guan soon realized that he had misunderstood.

Based on the few remaining traces in his body, Dong Guan realized that his heart skipped a beat earlier was not due to emotional changes affecting his body.

Instead, it was an external force, seemingly invisible yet real, that maliciously "teased" one's heart.

The well-informed Dong Guan quickly formed a guess in his mind.

"A sonic attack technique, the Mind-Controlling Roar?... Wait, I didn't hear a sound at all!... Could it be some other mind-controlling secret technique?"

As these thoughts swirled in his mind, Dong Guan couldn't help but let his gaze follow the enemy cavalry onward, moving away from Xuanqinghai.

But just before he was about to turn his head to look, he saw another, even larger group of people rushing out of the camp from the direction from which his own cavalry had charged out.

One by one, armed with knives and swords, they clung to the dark blue coastline, bypassing their own hordes of decimated cavalry, and charged swiftly toward the enemy ships anchored nearby.

On the shore where a large number of enemy ships were anchored, more than two thousand enemy infantrymen were vigilantly guarding the area.

Upon closer inspection, Dong Guan realized that the vast "flow of people" who were fearlessly rushing towards the enemy ships were troops recruited from various foreign tribes and incorporated into his auxiliary army.

Seeing their swift reaction and their direct targeting of the enemy's vitals, Dong Guan nodded inwardly.

"You're quite clever," he said, offering a rare compliment.

These auxiliary armies were very clever in choosing the timing of their attacks and the targets they targeted.

If we can intercept the enemy ships and cut off their cavalry's return route, that would be the best outcome.

Even if they can't do it, they will still become targets that the enemy cavalry must eliminate.

Although, under such a blow, these auxiliary troops could not escape death.

But they also trapped each other with their lives, giving their own side more time to make arrangements at their own pace.

With this thought swirling in his mind, Dong Guan's gaze finally followed the direction of the enemy cavalry to the east side of the military camp.

At this moment, the pack of wolves led by the lion had their eastward journey blocked by the iron cavalry that had charged out from another direction of the military camp.

Behind them, the first batch of cavalry that had encountered them and suffered heavy casualties had quickly assembled and were pressing towards the enemy cavalry from behind.

Meanwhile, inside the military camp, even more Iron Cavalry members were awakening, arming themselves, and preparing to charge out of the camp.

Outside the military camp, enemy cavalry once again launched a fierce attack on their own iron cavalry.

They watched helplessly as their own cavalrymen fell swiftly to the blades of the enemy cavalry.

But Dong Guan was no longer nervous, and a smirk appeared on his lips.

He saw it as if he could see a lion inevitably being devoured by a pack of wolves, relentlessly pounced upon.

The enemy cavalry was clearly smaller in number, and apart from their leader, their strength was quite ordinary.

But because of the existence of that "lion," it charged left and right among their own cavalry, creating an extremely exaggerated casualty ratio.

But what Dong Guan saw was that the "hot knife" was slowly getting cold and dull.

After repeating this twice, the enemy cavalry, led by that fierce cavalry general, suddenly changed direction again.

Dong Guan raised an eyebrow—

"Only now are you thinking of guarding the ship?"

"Isn't this reaction a bit too slow?"

As expected, the enemy cavalry reacted quickly, breaking free from the increasingly troublesome "entanglement" and charging straight toward the direction where the enemy ship was anchored.

Dong Guan's gaze naturally extended further, looking towards the direction where the enemy ships were moored, which were too dark to be seen clearly.

His eyes widened immediately, his body tensed abruptly, and his face showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Not only did we not see the expected clashes, we didn't even see a single head!

There were only boats lined up in a row along the shore.

In the blink of an eye, the enemy cavalry had already rushed to the shore where the ships were moored.

They rushed onto the decks of ships quickly and in an orderly fashion, then disappeared into the cabins.

Dong Guan blinked frantically, completely unable to believe what he was seeing.

Even with his extensive experience, he couldn't understand what was happening before his eyes. In the brief moment he was stunned, all the enemy cavalry had disappeared from the shore.

Then, one by one, the ships docked on the shore quickly left the shore and headed into the depths of the Xuanqing Sea.

At this moment, one after another, our own cavalrymen rushed to the shore.

But what awaited them was only a barrage of heavy iron-feathered arrows fired from the ship.

Or perhaps an even more ferocious and unstoppable javelin.

Soon, the enemy ships disappeared into the depths of the water under the cover of night.

Dong Guan silently withdrew his gaze and glanced at the chaotic scene.

He only glanced at the "astonishing" casualties caused by the clash of cavalry from both sides before making a rough judgment.

At most, there are no more than two thousand riders.

The vast majority of them were their own cavalry.

Although the enemy cavalry were fierce, their time was ultimately too short.

Dong Guan silently descended the arrow tower and walked into the tent without saying a word.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said:
"Go check if any of the enemy cavalry are still alive. If so... pry their mouths open!"

In the end, Dong Guan, who was giving orders with his back to everyone, had a ferocious expression on his face, and his tone was full of gritted teeth.

Two men immediately bowed in response and rushed towards the scene outside the military camp, as if they were moving away from a raging inferno that could explode at any moment.

In fact, if they hadn't wanted to avoid Dong Guan misunderstanding, they could have been even faster.

After giving the order, Dong Guan quickly entered the tent.

After taking his seat at the head of the table, he casually picked up the full teacup on the table, wanting to extinguish the raging fire in his heart.

But as soon as he picked up his teacup, he froze.

On such a cold day, in such a chilly night, the tea he poured for himself before leaving the tent was still warm!
After a long time——

"Oh!"

Dong Guan paused heavily, then slammed the cup of warm tea he was holding onto the table with a loud bang, shattering the table into pieces.

The cup in my hand remained completely undamaged; the tea inside only rippled very lightly and regularly, without spilling a drop.

But the next moment, the warm tea gradually soaked his palms, the backs of his hands, and his fingers.

Then, it flows silently downwards, dripping onto the carpet made of high-quality cashmere.

The cups that originally "bound" the tea gradually turned into fine powder, like flour, which dripped onto the ground along with the warm tea.

At this moment, the tent, which housed more than twenty people, was completely silent, deathly still.

After Dong Guan calmly and "gently" crushed the teacup in his hand into powder, he looked at the people in the tent and asked, "Tell me, what exactly happened just now?"

No one answered.

After a while, Dong Guan asked again, "Or, what exactly is the purpose of the enemy cavalry's operation tonight?"

Still no one answered.

After a while, seeing that no one responded, Dong Guan, expressionless, slowly moved his gaze over the crowd, finally settling on one of them.

This person had recently stumbled upon a clue by chance that there were powerful figures hiding in Yuanzhou.

Dong Guan stared at the other person and said directly, "You speak."

"..."

The man was silent for a moment before speaking:
"They did only two things: killed some people and then took away another group of people... I think that was their purpose."

Dong Guan stared intently at the man without saying a word.

This person then continued his analysis, saying:
"The most unusual and puzzling thing is the group of people they picked up... In my judgment, this is likely the key to their operation tonight."

They killed people right outside our camp, drawing all our attention... This might just be a tactic employed by the enemy cavalry to achieve their goal of 'retrieving people.'"

"To pick up people? To pick up a group of auxiliary troops?"

Because of Dong Guan's consistent policies, the non-Han people who believe in "Canglang Tian" have faced numerous restrictions in various aspects.

The necessary cultivation resources and cultivation techniques are much harder for them to obtain than for other sand people settlements.

This not only makes the proportion of cultivators among the "Children of the Azure Wolf" far lower than the average level of the other two Xuanyou states, but also means that the vast majority of those who have formally entered the sect are at the bottom level of flesh refining or even skin refining.

They painstakingly planned this operation, but suffered many casualties and lost many Xuanyou horses in the process.

And all of this, just for this bunch of useless trash?!
Dong Guan was certainly aware of this possibility.

That's precisely why he found it so absurd and couldn't believe it at all.

Just as Dong Guan fell silent again, another person beside him suddenly spoke:

"Your Majesty, their target is likely not the auxiliary army, but the 'filthy blood bastards'!"

"Filthy Blood Bastards" was a derogatory term used by Dong Guan's subordinates to refer to all people of other races.

Upon hearing this, Dong Guan's body trembled violently, and his eyes suddenly became as fierce as a wolf and as sharp as an eagle.

"you sure?"

This person dared not make a guarantee, but instead said:
"Go and search the camp quickly to see if there are any other 'filthy blood hybrids' in the camp. If there are, ask them immediately."

Besides being incorporated into the auxiliary army on a large scale, many of the "filthy blood bastards" were also outstanding, either serving as slaves or maids to Dong Guan, or being given by Dong Guan to serve as personal guards and attendants to some of the descendant.

Dong Guan turned to look at the two people closest to the door and shouted, "Aren't you going yet?!"

The two quickly rolled out of the tent.

Just then, two more people rushed into the tent and quickly reported:
"Your Majesty, we have carefully inspected the area, and among the more than two hundred enemy cavalrymen who died, not one of them is alive; they are all completely dead."

Dong Guan narrowed his eyes. "Not a single one alive?"

This is obviously abnormal.

The person who reported back said, "We also find it strange. Although those who remained at the scene were all seriously injured and not far from death, there were some whose injuries were slightly less severe and not so fatal. Logically speaking, even if these people were going to die, they should have been able to hold on for a day or two."

Upon hearing this, Dong Guan's heart stirred, and he thought of the attack that could so far "stir" his heart.

He had a sudden realization.

Knowing there was no hope of saving him, he deliberately silenced him?!

Dong Guan's heart began to pound.

Just then, one of the two people who had rolled out of the tent returned quickly.

The man was pale and stammered, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, we haven't found a single one of the 'filthy blood bastards,' including... including the ones who served you in bed, none of them are to be found!"

Dong Guan's eyes widened, and his heart, which had been pounding, began to race. (End of Chapter)