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In fact, whether it was when Geng Xuan led nearly 3,000 cavalry to charge the army camp that was the strongest and most heavily defended and was commanded by Dong Guan himself, or when he led 30,000 iron cavalry to fight against 20,000 enemy cavalry, he never put killing the enemy first.

Although he had already demonstrated extraordinary combat power that made the spectators and the enemy generals on the front lines tremble with fear, he still held back a great deal and did not unleash his full potential.

Concealing one's shortcomings is one aspect.

On the other hand, it's about his self-perception: he doesn't see himself as a "general" or even a "commander."

He participated in these two battles because the game simply wouldn't work without him; he had to personally step in and help the "pieces" overcome these two hurdles.

His main task was not to kill enemies or generals, but to act as a "guide" to make the stagnant and frozen "momentum" flow again.

Just like what he's doing now.

Originally, the cavalry charge, which should have been powerful, sharp, and decisive, turned into a clumsy, head-on collision after they clashed head-on. Furthermore, the surrounding area was entangled in fierce fighting between the fanatical "Blue Wolf Cultists" and the enemy's guards, which restricted their ability to maneuver left and right.

It's like two flowing streams of iron merging together and quickly turning into a solidified block of iron.

With Geng Xuan's leadership, the Iron Torrent, belonging to the "Black Wind Army," slowly started up again, growing faster and larger in scale.

When the Black Wind Army's momentum reached this point, it was like an unstoppable hammer and an incomparably sharp blade, and the 20,000 enemy cavalry were the objects of its wanton hammering and churning.

Geng Xuan didn't need to take action himself; he only needed to find a suitable path to slip through, and a tidal wave of heads would roll around him, and surging blood would bloom around him.

When it engulfs all the iron cavalry like a steel tornado, it is no longer something that either side can easily stop.

Dense, piercing sounds filled the void.

Both sides have been turned into passive killing machines.

Everyone has to give it their all.

Because if they didn't, they would most likely be slaughtered by others and then trampled into mud by iron hooves.

Either kill or be killed.

The delicate and intelligent Xuanyou horse had all gone completely mad.

The screech continued.

Every now and then, the mysterious black horse would suddenly go berserk, throwing its rider off and subjecting them to countless iron hooves.

More often than not, they become warm, fresh corpses along with their owners.

When this terrifying steel tornado finally came to a stop.

It wasn't because they were exhausted, but because all the targets that had been hammered and stirred had disappeared.

At this moment, night has fallen and the sun is rising.

A cool breeze swept by, but it couldn't dispel the thick, suffocating stench of blood.

What couldn't be blown away were those pairs of shocked and bewildered eyes.

Geng Xuan, mounted on horseback and clad in full armor, was bathed in blood.

In some places, the bloodstains had begun to congeal, while in others, warm blood was still dripping.

The moment the battle ended, Geng Xuan subconsciously turned his head to look at the eastern horizon, at the bright red sun rising close to the water's surface.

Then, he shifted his gaze slightly to the side, and on the water's surface to the side of the red sun, there were countless boats, moored several miles from the shore.

On the deck of the largest flagship at the very front, Geng Xuan saw dozens of figures standing there like dumb geese, staring blankly in his direction.

Geng Xuan scoffed inwardly and withdrew his gaze.

When he led his iron cavalry into action once more, the outcome of the battle was no longer in doubt.

Even the ending was exceptionally fast.

At this moment, not only had the battle between the cavalry ended, but the bloody battles that had been entangled in everything around them had also stopped long ago.

It was clear that the enemy navy that was "chasing" them from the eastern waters, as well as the enemy guards nearby, had their morale shattered by the ferocity unleashed by tens of thousands of iron cavalry.

Geng Xuan's gaze swept over the surrendered enemy cavalry kneeling on the ground, seemingly utterly dazed, before he finally gave an order to the men beside him:
"Quickly clean up the battlefield."

"Take stock of the spoils and treat the wounded."

"Persuade prisoners to surrender."

“Send some people to the north to bring back the supplies.”

"There's a lot to do, but time is tight. We can't afford to waste too much time, so let's all hurry up."

After giving his instructions, Geng Xuan gently spurred his horse and trotted towards the distant military camp.

Behind him came respectful replies of "Yes."

Just then, a man, also covered in blood, with distinctly alien features and a peak Marrow Refinement cultivation level, suddenly raised his arm and shouted:

"Batu Dorje!"

Fanaticism, determination, fervor, anger...

The emotions, so full they seemed about to overflow, were like a sudden burst of flames.

His shout was like a spark that ignited a bucket of hot oil.

"Batu Dorje!"

"Batu Dorje!"

"Batu Dorje!"

One person, two people...

Ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people, ten thousand people...

Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand...

The shouts rose and fell, accompanied by punches that pounded into the void, like raging waves crashing back and forth in the surrounding air, creating endless waves.

Piercing every eardrum, shaking every heart.

As Geng Xuan rode his horse toward the military camp, he couldn't help but slow down slightly amidst the "raging winds and waves."

He felt an overwhelming force from these unified shouts.

However, he did not stop or look around at the fanatical "believers." He simply raised his blood-soaked iron fist high and continued forward in the same position.

His response was like pouring a bucket of hot oil onto a burning flame, making the surrounding boiling, raging fire even more violent and scorching.

Despite playing the role of a universally acclaimed "divine son," Geng Xuan's heart did not truly ignite; instead, it grew increasingly somber and cold.

He knew very well what kind of monster he had unleashed.

……

It was just a few miles north of the bloody battlefield on the shore.

Thousands of supply train members rushed to the shore and finally transferred all the supplies from the ship.

From the top of several tall warships, people were constantly watching the distant battlefield, the water, and the movements in other areas.

They all saw the terrifying steel tornado that seemed capable of shattering everything.

They all stared wide-eyed, their faces pale and their lips turning purple.

"This...this is solved?" One person was stunned for a long time, then turned to look at Fu Yunfeng next to him, his face full of disbelief.

Fu Yunfeng, who has now been "promoted" to the second realm of perfection and is in charge of logistics, was equally shocked and found it somewhat unbelievable.

But upon hearing this, his expression immediately changed, and he said firmly, "We saw it with our own eyes, how could it be false?!" With that, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the dozens of figures densely packed around him, and frowned in displeasure, saying:
"You guys really think this is just for fun?"

The person next to him quickly replied:
"Boss, you've misunderstood. We've already finished moving everything and are just waiting for your next instructions."

"Uh……"

This answer made Fu Yunfeng pause for a moment before he said, "Then what are we waiting for? Why don't we hurry up and meet up with the military commander?"

After saying that, he lightly leaped over dozens of steps of empty air from the top of the ship and landed far away on the shore.

The others naturally wouldn't hold him back at this time, and they all followed suit.

Tens of thousands of Azure Horses pulled carts of supplies toward the distant military camp.

Just then, a man following Fu Yunfeng suddenly turned his head to look at the thousands of boats of all sizes densely packed on the shore, and then at the enemy naval fleet that was equally densely packed on the water in the distance.

He swallowed hard, looked at Fu Yunfeng, and said, "Should we deal with these ships before we leave?"

"How should we handle this?" Fu Yunfeng asked.

The man said, "Burn them."

"Burned?"

"Well, it's a bit of a pity, but since we've jumped out of the Xuanqing Sea, we can't take them with us. We can't leave them to aid the enemy, can we?"
While we still have the chance, let's burn it all down.

Upon hearing this suggestion, Fu Yunfeng turned to look at the thousands of boats on the shore.

These ships were all gathered by the "Black Wind Army" after a great deal of effort and time, searching the entire Xuanqing Sea.

But if you want to destroy it, it's really easy; all you need is a torch, and you don't need to light it on boat by boat.

Because these boats are now close together, and their wooden surfaces are coated with waterproof and seepage-proof, yet extremely flammable, oil, they could ignite at the slightest touch.

With such a large number of ships clustered together, flames will soon engulf the sky.

Imagining such a scene, Fu Yunfeng shook his head and said, "Don't be impulsive."

"Huh?!" The person who offered the advice was astonished upon hearing this.

He was convinced that his suggestion was helpful and that he would be rewarded. How could he have imagined that he would receive such a reply?

Fu Yunfeng glanced at him, then looked at the others around him.

The way these people looked at him changed noticeably; they seemed to have begun to doubt his motives.

He quickly added a patch:
"Don't overthink it, this was specifically instructed by the military commander."

"Huh? The commander specifically instructed us to give these ships to the enemy?"

Everyone was speechless upon hearing Fu Yunfeng's answer.

"That's exactly what the military commander told me personally. I was also very confused at the time. This is what he said... cough cough."

As he spoke, Fu Yunfeng coughed twice, put his hands behind his back, and, as if reciting or chanting, shook his head and said:
“These ships are easy to burn, but not easy to build. Don’t destroy them so easily.”

'Don't feel like you've given aid to the enemy; it's just that we're letting them keep it for the time being.'

Believe me, it won't be long before these ships are back in our hands.

As he spoke, he looked at the group of dumbfounded people around him, chuckled twice, and said:
"What are you all standing there for? Get moving... So, don't overthink it, his wisdom far surpasses ours."

We should do exactly what he says.

Don't try to be clever and end up making things worse!

Just then, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from afar, as tens of thousands of people chanted "Batu Dorje" in unison, creating a tidal wave that crashed against the shore.

……

Above the waters to the east.

After being ordered to head north but finding nothing, the naval commanders under Dong Guan immediately dispatched fast ships to search the left and right.

It took quite some time to confirm that the "Black Wind Army" had once again mobilized in full force and headed west.

They immediately gathered all the ships, and without stopping, marched westward.

This pursuit lasted from before dawn until after dawn.

Just as their pursuers finally caught a glimpse of the "Black Wind Army" and were about to land to cooperate with the defending troops on the shore to surround the "Black Wind Army,"

All the ships, however, suddenly found themselves stuck in the water just a few miles before they were about to dock.

I dare not take another step forward.

Because they clearly saw the entire process of the "steel hurricane" growing from small to large and then rapidly sweeping across every part of the battlefield.

In a very short time, they had all confirmed that the "steel hurricane" came from the enemy!
As everything ended before their very eyes at an astonishing speed, even from miles away across the water, all the spectators seemed to smell the suffocating stench of blood.

Those figures, numbering in the tens of thousands, still riding high on the backs of the Xuanyou horses, their bodies bathed in blood and basking in the rising sun, seemed to exude a terrifying power that captivated everyone's attention.

Because of the great distance, they could only see the general outlines from afar and could not see each individual clearly.

But at that moment, the naval commander standing on the flagship's deck, surrounded by a crowd, suddenly felt a chill.

It's like a pitiful and weak rabbit suddenly being targeted by a fierce lion or tiger.

This feeling comes quickly and goes quickly.

As the feeling subsided like the tide, he saw on the distant shore that the figure, also covered in iron armor and bathed in blood, surrounded by all the masked killing gods, turned his head and withdrew his gaze.

call--

The naval commander couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

It's like being underwater for too long, on the verge of suffocation, and then suddenly being fortunate enough to breathe air again.

It breathed in greedily.

Just then, the deputy beside him spoke softly, as if reminding him, or perhaps asking him:

"General, what should we do now?"

What should I do?
This time, Dong Guan gave them a death order.

We must spare no effort and disregard all consequences to search for and pursue the enemy.

The implication of his words was that once they found the enemy, they would rush in and tear them apart without hesitation, even if it meant mutual destruction, to buy more time for Dong Guan's main force.

If Dong Guan were to find out that they had been so intimidated that they hesitated to advance and dared not engage the enemy just a few miles away, then all the generals leading the troops would be waiting to be punished and die!
Those below them might still have a chance to redeem themselves, but these high-ranking officials, not one of them, will live!
Thinking of all this, the naval commanders' faces changed color like a dye vat, turning from green to red, then red to purple, shifting from one color to another.

at this time--

"Batu Dorje!"

"Batu Dorje!"

"..."

Huge waves, roaring like mountains and tsunamis, crashed down from the shore.

The commander of this naval force finally offered his own "solution".

He said in a deep voice:

"These are no ordinary bandits. Rather than charging in for a deadly battle, the most important thing right now is to immediately inform the Emperor of this upheaval and bring all the troops from the east bank here!" (End of Chapter)