Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 469 Annihilation of the Army and Slaughter of the General

Golden sword light pierced the night sky, reflecting off the shooting stars on the horizon.

Meng Wu, who was leading the Golden Fire Cavalry in a fierce battle against General Li's border cavalry, had driven them to the brink of defeat when he suddenly noticed the Qin army in a brief state of chaos.

Sensing danger, he suddenly fired a shot that forced his opponent back, then turned his horse around to look back.

What I saw was a dazzling golden light, piercing through my father's chest and emerging from his body—a fatal moment!
His gaze swept across countless figures engaged in battle, meeting in the distance the eyes of his father, Meng Ao, which were rapidly dimming.

"Father!!"

Overwhelming grief and rage erupted like a volcano, instantly consuming all of Meng Wu's reason! He uttered that title for the first time on the battlefield!
Meng Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and golden flames of military spirit burned wildly around his body. He was determined to return to the commander's tent at all costs!

Meng Ao's body was stiff.

Even in his final moments, the veteran remained conscious.

In that instant, he seemed to see the changes and developments in the entire battle after his death flash before his eyes.

He stared intently at Meng Wu as he issued his final military order:
"Walk!!"

Before the words were finished, a flash of cold light appeared behind him, and the crescent blade of the halberd slashed across.

"puff--!"

A head, rising into the sky.

Her wide-open eyes still reflected her son's anxious and sorrowful figure.

The headless corpse swayed on the warhorse, finally collapsing and falling into the blood-stained mud.

General Meng Ao of the Great Qin Dynasty died in battle.

"Huh...huh..."

Mo Yu's face was pale, and his left hand, which was holding the halberd, trembled slightly.

In a battle between equals, the opponent is no ordinary opponent either, and has the added advantage of military strength. Without paying a price, even he cannot kill him instantly.

He pressed the severed arm onto his right shoulder, and the flesh began to move, healing rapidly.

With a backhand slash, he severed the commander's flag, the symbol of the Qin army's core leadership, from the middle!
He immediately grabbed it with his right hand and held the broken half of the flag tightly in his hand.

Kill the general and capture the flag!
A powerful and impactful scene, which nearly shook the entire Qin army, came into view for both sides.

"Meng Ao is dead! The Qin army's banner is here!!"

Mo Yu spurred his horse forward, hoisting Meng Ao's head high onto the tip of his halberd, while waving the Qin army's command flag in his other hand!

"Roar--!!"

"The general is mighty!!!"

The elite border cavalry were being relentlessly suppressed by the Golden Fire Cavalry and the Qin elite soldiers, and were already in dire straits.

When they saw their commander-in-chief slay the enemy chieftain amidst thousands of troops and capture the commander's flag, the passion in everyone's hearts was instantly ignited to a boiling point!
Their general, their god, once again led them to create a miracle from the impossible!

In an instant, the emerald green clouds burned even more fiercely, showing faint signs of breaking free from the encirclement of the Golden Fire Cavalry and the Qin elite soldiers!
"Meng Wu, your father is here!!"

With a flick of his halberd, Mo Yu sent Meng Ao's head hurtling toward Meng Wu.

The unseeing eyes of the dead were a horrifying sight in the firelight.

“Ahhhhh——!”

Meng Wu's eyes instantly turned blood red!
Endless grief and anger completely consumed his reason!
"Mo Yu! You'd better die!"

The long spear in his hand unleashed unprecedented power, and with a single strike, it sent General Li, who had been locked in combat for a long time, spitting out blood and flying backward.

Meng Wu turned his horse around, spurred it on with his legs, and charged toward Mo Yu with all his might, ready to fight him to the death!
"The enemy general is at his last gasp! We can fight to the death and wear him down here, avenging the old general!"

"Avenge the old general!"

The surrounding Qin generals were equally indignant, roaring in anger, which was actually a way of boosting their own morale.

Anyone could see that although Mo Yu had defeated Meng Ao and was riding high, he was not in good condition at the moment.

If the Qin army fights to the death, they may well be able to wear them down!

However, Meng Wu's steps abruptly stopped just before he charged forward.

He stared intently at his father's eyes, which he could not close until his death.

Meng Ao's final command echoed repeatedly in his mind.

"Walk……"

"Walk--!!!"

Meng Wu slowly closed his crimson eyes, and when he opened them again, only a cold and piercing determination remained within them!
"Pass on my orders..."

"All troops retreat!!"

In the end, Meng Wu chose to carry out his father's final order.

However, he did not retreat.

"Iron Eagle Warriors! Golden Fire Cavalry! Great Qin Warriors! Follow me... and fight to the death!!"

The three major military legions tightly restrained the elite border cavalry.

Don't underestimate the fact that the elite cavalry on the border currently number less than 600. If no one intercepts them and they pick up their speed again, they could potentially scatter an army of 180,000!

"kill!"

With the combined might of the Qin army and the burden of the grief of losing his father, Meng Wu, with the support of the three great military legions, has risen to a level of strength no less than that of Meng Ao!
Mo Yu swung his halberd with one hand, engaging him in a head-on clash!
"clang!"

There was a loud bang and sparks flew everywhere.

"Pity."

Mo Yu looked at the Qin army scattering and retreating, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

He immediately switched from defense to offense, unleashing a powerful strike that cleaved Mount Hua down towards Meng Wudang's head!

Pure and domineering power.

The air was torn apart, producing a series of teeth-grinding sonic booms. On the blade of the halberd, qi condensed, as if the Five Sacred Mountains were hanging upside down!

"open!!"

Meng Wu roared and brandished his spear, launching a full-scale attack!
"clang--!"

An overwhelming force surged through the gun barrel, making his hands go numb and nearly causing him to drop his weapon!

Meng Wu was horrified and quickly changed his attack to a deflection, his spear suddenly shifting to redirect the force of the halberd strike to the side.

Even so, he and his warhorse were still shaken and staggered back seven or eight steps before he could barely regain his footing.

How can it be? !
This man had lost an arm and was wielding a halberd with only one hand, yet his divine strength was still terrifyingly formidable!
Mo Yu quickly realized that with the three military soul legions fighting desperately to protect him, it would be almost impossible to kill Meng Wu in his berserk state in a short time.

His cavalry had reached their limit.

With another halberd strike, he forced back several Iron Eagle Warriors who were charging forward fearlessly. Without lingering in the fight, he spurred his horse back to the forefront of his own troops.

At this moment, the remaining five hundred or so riders all looked as if they had been pulled out of a pool of blood.

The white horse and silver armor were already stained a shocking dark red with the blood of their enemies and themselves. Everyone was wounded and looked exhausted, but the eyes of those who looked at Mo Yu shone brightly, filled with a fanatical worship for the man before them.

Without uttering any unnecessary words, Mo Yu simply threw the commander's flag, a symbol of the Qin army's glory, fiercely in front of everyone.

"The credit for this victory, in slaying the enemy general and capturing the flag, belongs to you all!"

"Now, I'll lead you... to fight your way out!"

After saying this, he suddenly spurred his horse, and the two of them, like a human battering ram, chose the Qin elite infantry line blocked by the lightly armored soldiers and launched a desperate charge!
"break!"

With a loud shout, Mo Yu's aura exploded outwards, sweeping across all directions.

Withstanding the relentless crimson sword light of the Qin elite soldiers, he wielded his halberd like a death whirlwind, carving a bloody path several feet wide through the impenetrable army formation!

"Follow me!"

"kill--!!!"

Six hundred cavalrymen unleashed their last remaining strength!

They charged outwards with all their might along the bloody path opened up by their commander with unparalleled divine power!

However, the Qin army's trump card was still its trump card.

The Golden Fire Cavalry and Iron Eagle Warriors, who arrived later, clung to the rear of the column like maggots, cutting it off.

Dozens of riders were dragged back into the encirclement, struggling left and right, but unable to escape.

Desperate cries came from behind.

"General! Has the general abandoned me?!"

This cry was filled with resentment and sorrow, as well as the last glimmer of hope.

Having broken out of the encirclement, Mo Yu suddenly pulled on the reins.

He turned around and glanced at his men, who were heavily surrounded and about to be overwhelmed by the steel torrent.

Mo Yu gave orders to the riders who had broken through the encirclement:

"You all go first! Evacuate immediately!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled on the reins, brandished his blood-stained halberd, and resolutely turned his horse around!
One man, one horse, one halberd.

They charged once again into the death mill formed by the three great military spirit legions!
"He's gone mad?!"

Meng Wu could hardly believe his eyes.

He actually wanted to throw himself back into the dead for a mere few dozen survivors?!

"Stop him! Stop him at all costs!"

Meng Wu roared hoarsely, brandishing his long spear, and spurred his horse forward to meet him.

The soldiers of the three military legions, as if possessed, unleashed all their attacks on the figure moving in the opposite direction.

However, none of this could stop the man's steps!

Every swing of the halberd inevitably claimed the lives of several Qin soldiers!

The domineering aura enveloped him, forming an insurmountable barrier.

Mo Yu was like a war god descended to earth, possessing unparalleled martial prowess!
He charged in and out of the enemy ranks seven times!

"General!"

The dozens of trapped riders, seeing the figure who had fought their way through, were already in tears. They mustered their last bit of courage and joined Mo Yu.

"go!"

Mo Yu spoke succinctly, leading them to charge outwards!

In and out.

Go in again, then go out again.

On the battlefield, everyone was shocked by what they saw.

That blood-red figure, seemingly tireless, charged into the heart of the Qin army's position time and again, rescuing every subordinate who was separated and surrounded.

The third time... the fourth time... the fifth time...

Until the last straggling cavalryman was led out by Mo Yu, the road paved with corpses and blood behind him was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

The tattered armor revealed numerous wounds on the skin, from which blood gushed. Yet, Mo Yu remained expressionless, though his breathing was slightly heavy.

Five hundred and forty-three riders remained, not one missing.

The elite cavalrymen watched their commander silently, without uttering a word or needing to express their loyalty.

My white horse is my witness! I'll follow you to the death!
Meng Wu stared blankly at this scene, his heart filled with helplessness and resentment.

He tried everything, but still couldn't keep the man.

He even sensed that his most elite soldiers looked at that man with an undisguised sense of awe.

Just as he was preparing to gather his last strength for a final gamble—

"Dong-dong-dong-!"

Suddenly, a deep, thunderous sound of war drums rang out from the north of the camp.

Immediately afterwards, shouts of battle, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami, swept in from the horizon!

A fast rider, covered in blood, rushed up to him, shouting:
"General! Something terrible has happened! The enemy's main force has appeared in the north! No less than 100,000! They are pressing towards our camp in full force!"

Meng Wu's body jolted violently.

He finally understood.

He finally understood the profound wisdom and decisiveness behind his father's dying word, "go."

Father had long anticipated that the Allied Forces would seize this opportunity to launch a general offensive!

If the main force of the Qin army fails to retreat early and instead gets entangled in a fierce battle with Mo Yu's troops, wasting their last chance to escape, they will be attacked from both inside and outside and be completely annihilated!

"Father... he is truly a prophet..."

Meng Wu muttered to himself, two lines of bloody tears rolling down his cheeks.

Finally, he gave a bitter look at the white horse's silhouette that was gradually disappearing into the firelight.

This will be his lifelong nightmare, and also the goal he must surpass.

He buried his overwhelming hatred deep in his heart, waiting to repay it a hundredfold in the future.

And now, he is a general of the Great Qin.

"withdraw--!"

Meng Wu turned his horse around, as if he had undergone some kind of transformation, and issued his first heavy military order after inheriting his father's will.

(End of this chapter)