My older brother is Gao Huan.

Chapter 422 The first battle is the decisive battle, and the outcome will be decided in one battle!

Erzhu Rong personally led the vanguard, which together numbered over 40,000 infantry and cavalry.

His gaze was sharp, and his face was serious as he surveyed the soldiers around him. Several guards beside him were leading several well-fed and strong horses.

Erzhu Rong's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness as his gaze swept over the horse.

A few days ago, a batch of fine horses from the Western Regions was sent from Jinyang. Although the horses from the Western Regions have poor endurance, they have extremely strong explosive power, making them very suitable for cavalry charges and a great help to his elite Qihu cavalry.

Horses are not tolerant of high temperatures, nor can they tolerate overly humid environments.

The environment around Jinyang was just right. The fine horses that Erzhu Rong obtained from the Western Regions were all left in Jinyang to be cared for by herdsmen. They were fattened up and ready to be used at this time. Good steel should be used on the blade.

Originally, Gao Huan occupied Xiangzhou.

Erzhu Rong wanted to transport horses from Jinyang in Bingzhou to the front lines, but he needed to travel south and make a long detour through Jianzhou to get them there.

however……

Gao Huan retreated, ceding Xiangzhou to Erzhu Rong, who then captured Yecheng without bloodshed.

Ye City is next to Fukou, just like Jingxing in Dingzhou.

These are two important passes leading east out of Shanxi.

Erzhu Rong led his troops out of Fushui and fought a decisive battle with Ge Rong near Yecheng, pacifying him in one fell swoop.

The horses from Jinyang only needed to travel south to Shangdang County, then they could go east through the Fu River and directly enter Xiangzhou. This greatly shortened the distance and reduced the fatigue of long journeys, keeping the warhorses full of energy.

"Report!"

The messenger galloped to Erzhu Rong, dismounted, and knelt on the ground to report, "Prime Minister, enemy troops have been spotted, and they are less than ten li away from our army!"

"it is good!"

Erzhu Rong nodded. "Pass on my order: don your armor and prepare to meet the enemy!"

The soldiers began to put on their armor, and Erzhu Rong, with the help of his guards, also donned triple armor.

After putting on his helmet, Erzhu Rong did not change his warhorse; he still rode a sturdy steed.

Everywhere the eye can see.

Many soldiers were still wearing armor; ordinary soldiers didn't have such precious armor, mostly just leather armor. What was surprising was...

Erzhu Rong personally led the vanguard, which should have been his elite soldiers.

For elite soldiers, wearing armor is almost as natural as eating and drinking; it has become muscle memory.

The soldiers around him seemed flustered and disorganized, as if they had rarely, if ever, worn armor.

Who was Erzhu Rong?

During hunting exercises, if any wild animals escaped from a certain direction, the soldiers responsible for that area would be killed without any mercy. He turned a blind eye to the incompetence of his 'elite' soldiers.

Messengers kept relaying the information gathered by the scouts.

The distance between the two sides is constantly closing, and they are about to clash.

Erzhu Rong's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly drew his precious sword from his waist, raising it high above his head. "My men! Follow me to meet the enemy!"

Many soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with tension and confusion.

Rumble.

On the open plain, the terrain was not very undulating, and the soldiers at the front had a wide field of vision.

They saw no trace of the enemy, but they could already hear a series of deafening thuds.

soon.

A tiny black dot appeared within the visible range.

"The enemy is coming!!"

I don't know who shouted it.

Everyone's heart tightened, so tense that they even forgot to breathe.

The black dot slowly spread, eventually evolving into a black line that continued to extend to both sides.

Those with good eyesight could see countless cavalrymen galloping towards them.

One hundred, two hundred, five hundred, one thousand...

Such a shocking scene made the soldiers even more nervous. Many of them were trembling with fear, and their teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

More and more cavalrymen came into view, and some officers with flags on their backs could even be seen waving their arms and legs, seemingly giving orders.

"what!!"

Some people couldn't withstand the pressure and clearly had a mental breakdown, shouting as they turned to run away.

puff!

With a muffled thud, the war supervisor, shrouded in armor, swiftly slashed down and killed him on the spot!

"The Prime Minister has decreed! Anyone who flinches in battle will be executed without mercy!!"

"Form ranks! Prepare for battle!"

The soldiers were still frantically trying to form ranks, while the cavalrymen not far away seemed to have spurred their horses to gallop faster and launch a charge.

Gradually, the cavalry increased their speed.

The soldiers on horseback lowered their bodies slightly, took out their bows that had been strung beforehand, and drew an arrow from their quivers.

Everyone simultaneously drew their bows, pointed them diagonally at the sky, and shot their arrows!
Whoosh whoosh!

A dense barrage of arrows was fired.

The soldiers, standing in formation with trepidation, looked up. Just when they were marching, the sky was cloudless, but now... their heads were covered by a dense barrage of arrows.

"Raise your shield! Raise your shield!"

Immediately, someone held their shield at an angle above their head.

The small round shield can only protect vital areas above the neck; it is not the kind of large shield that can cover the entire body.

The arrows fell like rain.

Screams rose and fell, never ceasing.

The projectiles are generally not very lethal, but the density of the arrows is high enough that there will always be some unlucky ones.

The army formation immediately descended into chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the army formation, the charging cavalrymen kept whipping their horses to accelerate, seizing the precious time and instantly rushing to the front of the army formation!

Like a heavy hammer, it slammed into the army formation!
Some wielded lances, others swords. Hulü Guang, holding a precious sword, slashed left and right, moving as if he were in an empty field; no one could stop his advance.

"No... How could Erzhu Rong's soldiers be so incompetent?"

This charge was way too easy!
They charged straight ahead without encountering any resistance. In fact, because it was going so smoothly, it was visibly clear that the enemy's vanguard soldiers were beginning to collapse and were retreating in large numbers.

"Kill!!"

A furious shout startled Hulü Guang awake, and he turned his head to look.

Gao Zhang, shrouded in armor and resembling a giant iron lump, brandished a lance, looking every bit like a god of war.

Enemy soldiers who stood in his way were either knocked away or sent flying.

They would either be thrown into the air or swept down by a lance.

Wherever they went, enemy soldiers were like felled wheat, either dying instantly or falling to the ground screaming and howling in agony, leaving behind severed limbs and broken arms.

"My comrades! Follow me and slay the traitor Erzhu Rong!!"

"Is that all you've got? Where is Hebasheng? If you have the guts, come and fight me! Gao Ang is here!!"

He's just a reckless brute.

In Hulü Guang's eyes, Gao Ang was a brainless brute who only knew how to fight and kill and showed off his bravery.

Although……

This brute is indeed exceptionally brave and fierce.

But no matter how brave one is, can one be braver than an unparalleled demon god?

Compared to the Han people's title of "General of Heavenly Strategy," Hulü Guang preferred to call Gao Yu "Peerless Ghost God."

Don't think too much.

Kill the enemy first!
Not to be outdone, Hulü Guang gripped his precious sword tightly and continued to slash left and right!
Not far behind.

Gao Huan finally found a small hill with a raised area. He rode on his horse and looked into the distance.

The two armies have already clashed in close combat.

It is difficult to distinguish them completely with the naked eye; one can only roughly judge where one's frontline soldiers have fought by looking at the position of the military flag.

After the cavalry generals in front broke through, the infantry following behind also began to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

Hulujin was beside him, and his personal guards, including Bilugu, were also protecting him.

Bilugu glanced at it from afar, his face lighting up with joy. "He Liuhun, our army's momentum is so fierce! The enemy is no match for us at all!"

"Erzhu Rong's men aren't as powerful as the rumors suggest."

Gao Huan, however, was not as optimistic as him.

His brows were furrowed.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Others may not know how formidable the elite troops under Erzhu Rong were, but Gao Huan certainly did.
To put it bluntly.

They were a group of elite soldiers who were no less capable than the Xuanjia Army.

How could it be so terrible?
Hulujin echoed this sentiment, anxiously warning, "Could it be a trap?"

"The progress is going a little too smoothly."

“I had my scouts scout out the surrounding terrain long ago, and there is nowhere to hide an ambush.”

Such flat terrain makes it impossible to hide troops or launch an ambush.

It is said that hearing is unreliable and seeing is believing, but the 'collapse' of Erzhu Rong's army is happening right now.

Bilugu chimed in, “Our army is also elite, with warriors from various grassland tribes who excel in both horsemanship and archery. The soldiers and civilians of our six garrisons are all exceptionally brave, and they harbor hatred for Erzhu Rong! It’s understandable that they would unleash such astonishing fighting power in their anger, isn’t it?”

Mentioning Erzhu Rong, who among the soldiers and civilians of the Six Garrisons doesn't grit their teeth in hatred?
I wasn't tortured to death.

But what about their own family, relatives, and friends?

How many people died tragically under Erzhu's torture?
That makes some sense.

Elite forces defeating elite forces—that seems quite reasonable, doesn't it?
In short.

The current 'great victory' is absolutely not fake.

Gao Huan's gaze gradually intensified, and his breathing became rapid.

Could it be!

Did Heaven truly help him?

The significance of having Gao Yu defeat Erzhu Rong is completely different from having him personally defeat Erzhu Rong.

even……

In terms of merit.

Gao Yu defeated Hou Yuan, a general under Erzhu Rong.

He himself truly defeated Erzhu Rong head-on!

"Could it be that I was too cautious and overestimated Erzhu Rong's army before?"

Gao Huan's gaze became intense.

He immediately gave the order.

"Pass on my order: the entire army shall pursue the fleeing enemy!"

"The first battle is the decisive one! This battle will decide the fate of the world. Whoever can kill or capture Erzhu Rong alive will be rewarded with the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!!"

Such a great opportunity is right in front of us.

if!

If we could capture Erzhu Rong alive!

Gao Huan suddenly drew his precious sword from his waist, raised it above his head, and shouted loudly.

"My lads, the opportunity to achieve unparalleled feats is right before us!"

"Follow me to kill the enemy!"

He wants to take the lead himself!

He must firmly hold onto this credit!

(End of this chapter)