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"Ya...youkai?!"

One of the Xiongnu soldiers' teeth chattered, and the wine bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".

"Han Chinese witchcraft! It must be Han Chinese witchcraft!"

"That's right! It must be an illusion! How could something so big... possibly move?"

The Left Wise King's heart pounded wildly.

But soon, he finally broke free of his immense shock and inexplicable fear, and roared with all his might.

"Enemy attack—!!! All troops...prepare for battle! Quickly! Sound the bugle! Mount your horses!"

However, his commands seemed so pale and powerless in the face of a sudden, even more earth-shattering roar.

"Whoosh—beep—!!!!!"

A sharp, high-pitched, and extremely penetrating sound, like the terrifying roar of a prehistoric beast, suddenly exploded from the beast's mouth.

The sound was more mournful than a horse's neigh and more awe-inspiring than a bull's horn, instantly overwhelming everything else!

Immediately afterwards, the brightest beams of light suddenly focused on the core area of ​​the Xiongnu camp—the Left Wise King's tent and the largest bonfire.

The intense light pierced through the air like a physical object, instantly blinding all the Huns who were illuminated. They instinctively raised their hands to cover their eyes and let out terrified screams.

Their drunken faces, pale as ghosts in the bright light, revealed their terrified and distorted expressions clearly.

Even now, against the backdrop of the swaying, dizzyingly bright light, some people with excellent eyesight or those whose vision had slightly adapted to the glare could barely make out what was happening—

That wasn't a spear of light, nor was it a monster.

Those were... several steel monsters with incredibly large outlines, gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen.

They were not pulled by horses or oxen; they roared on their own, charging towards the camp with the speed of warhorses, leaving behind a crushing roar and billowing dust.

The two enormous "eyes" on the monster's head shot out a bright light, illuminating their ferocious armor, the firing ports that resembled the sharp teeth of a beast, and... the red Chinese character flag that fluttered high in the bright light!

Han Army!

It really was the Han army!

But... what the hell kind of Han army are these?!

Do you have this kind of thing in your Han army?

Before we had this thing, how could we have been suppressed and beaten for so long?

Does such a thing really exist?

They were probably wiped out long ago, weren't they?

How long has it been?

How could the Han army have such a thing?

The Left Wise King's expression froze completely, turning into boundless fear and bewilderment.

"Whoosh—beep—!!!!!"

Before the ear-piercing blare of the horn had completely dissipated, the roar of the steel behemoth crashed in like a tsunami.

Leading the pack was Liu Ju's lead carriage.

"Boom—Crack—!!!"

The wooden fence surrounding the Xiongnu camp was easily torn apart and thrown away like rotten grass.

The supply wagon blocking the road was struck head-on by the heavy front of the wagon and instantly disintegrated, scattering wood chips, fur, and debris everywhere.

Several Hun soldiers who couldn't escape were dragged directly under the vehicle. Before they could even scream, they were turned into mincemeat amidst the sickening cracking of bones and the crushing sound of the tracks.

The massive truck, with its destructive power, plowed a bloody and wide gap in the edge of the camp!

On the roof of the car, the crimson flag of the crown prince danced wildly in the bright light and dust, like the symbol of death.

"Fire arrows! Fire arrows! Shoot that monster!"

A Xiongnu officer shouted hoarsely, trying to organize a sporadic resistance.

A few arrows clattered and struck the heavy truck's composite armor. Most were deflected, leaving only faint white spots on the specially painted surface or breaking off completely. A few with strong force embedded themselves in the outer layer but could not penetrate it at all.

The armor plates emitted a dull thud, which only added to the ferocity of the metal monster.

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

Their response came from the Han army's crossbow bolts from the rear fortifications of the heavy trucks and other modified trucks that followed.

The Han soldiers behind the firing ports poured all the pain, anger, and killing intent they had suffered from motion sickness into the crossbows in their hands.

Even inside the still-bumpy carriage, guided by the firing ports and driven by a thirst for revenge, they still managed to kill one Hun archer after another.

"Hold your ground! Attack its lower body! Cut off its hooves!"

A fierce Xiongnu centurion, brandishing a scimitar, led dozens of his men, howling as they charged at Liu Ju's heavy truck from the side, attempting to attack the wheels.

"snort."

Inside the driver's cab, Liu Ju's face was ashen, but his eyes were sharp as knives.

He jerked the steering wheel sharply while simultaneously applying the brakes lightly.

The massive vehicle, propelled by inertia, made a terrifying sweeping motion at the rear!

"Bang! Crack!"

The steel fortress's side armor swept across the Hun soldiers like a giant hammer.

The sounds of bones breaking and tendons snapping rang out in rapid succession, and screams were instantly drowned out by the roar of engines.

The centurion was sent flying more than ten steps, his chest caved in, and he was clearly not going to live.

The heavy truck paused only slightly before continuing its forward momentum.

At the same time, Wei Qing led the main force of the Han cavalry, like two black iron pincers, and swept into the chaotic Xiongnu camp from both flanks.

Taking advantage of the chaos and panic among the Huns caused by the "Iron God Soldiers," they mercilessly brandished their long swords, slaughtering any enemy who dared to resist or were unable to escape.

Horse hooves trampled the tents, torches ignited the felt tents, and the entire camp was quickly engulfed in flames and a hell of slaughter.

Huo Qubing also appeared from the north in a heavy truck with a group of light cavalry, completely blocking the Xiongnu's most effective escape route.

The area in front of the Left Wise King's tent was now a scene of utter chaos.

The intense light blinded him and the surrounding nobles and guards, and the deafening roar and the sounds of killing so close at hand shattered their spirits.

His proud cavalry on the grasslands was as fragile as paper in the face of that steel monster.

"Protect the King! Mount up! Break through to the north!"

The captain of the personal guard shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to help the Left Wise King onto his warhorse.

The Left Wise King shoved him aside, his eyes bloodshot, snatched a spear, pointed it at the lead carriage with its flags flying, and roared.

"That's the banner of the Han crown prince! Kill it! Kill it and we'll win! Warriors of the Eternal Heaven, charge with me! Kill the Han prince inside that iron monster!"

With his encouragement and the support of some die-hard followers, he managed to gather a hundred or so of the most valiant Xiongnu warriors.

Riding on horseback, brandishing long weapons, and roaring with despair and savagery, they charged madly towards Liu Ju's heavy truck, ignoring the attacks from the Han cavalry on both sides.

"Your Highness! Enemy cavalry are charging towards you; it appears to be the chieftain of the Xiongnu!"

The observation post on the roof and the escorting cavalrymen beside it simultaneously sounded the alarm.

Liu Ju naturally saw it as well.

But instead of being afraid, his eyes blazed with an even fiercer fire.

"Well done!"