A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

A Tatar cavalryman fell to the ground, pinned down by his heavy warhorse.

He struggled in terror, reaching out to push the warhorse away, get up, and escape this hellish scene.

But before he could get up, he felt a heart-wrenching pain explode in his chest.

Looking down, he saw a long knife emerging from his chest.

At this moment, blood was dripping from the tip of the knife as it was slowly pulled out.

With his last strength, he turned his head and, through blurred vision, saw the final scene of his life.

Those were eyes burning with bloodthirsty fighting spirit, hiding behind the gaps in the shield.

In just a few breaths, the last few dozen fierce Tatar cavalrymen turned into a pile of corpses.

"Finish him off! That felt great!"

Zhao Fubao, his face beaming with excitement, led a group of men across the battlefield, reaping the lives of enemy soldiers who were still alive, their movements swift and ruthless.

"Captain Zhao is mighty!" The surrounding soldiers roared in suppressed anger.

The other soldiers quickly rearranged themselves and assumed a defensive posture once again.

An unprecedentedly fierce aura surged forth from this team that had just undergone the tempering of blood and fire!

The soldiers could feel a surge of fighting spirit coursing through their bodies.

The entire battle just now lasted only a short time, barely enough time to brew a cup of tea.

But for them, their entire being was tempered, as if they had become steel refined through a hundredfold tempering!

Zhao Daxuan stood with his hands behind his back at the rear of the formation, his cold gaze sweeping across the battlefield.

From his soldiers resisting the enemy's charge to their fierce counter-charge, everything was under his control.

Turning his head to look at the open field outside the camp, Batu's eyes were bloodshot as he panted heavily and glared angrily at the scene inside the camp.

"Damn that summer dog!"

Batu's roar tore through the air and carried into the camp.

He watched helplessly as his most valiant generals, including a hundred of his own elite troops, died in battle, and his heart felt like it was bleeding.

Although Batu had already noticed something amiss from the first two waves of arrows, he never expected his opponent to be so formidable.

Not only did they withstand the charge of a hundred cavalrymen, but they also managed to turn the tide and kill them!

"Summer Dog! Come out and fight if you dare!"

Batu drew his long sword from his waist, pointing the tip directly at Zhao Daxuan and the others, and roared.

He absolutely refused to let them rush back into the camp at this moment.

The limited space within the camp prevented them from fully utilizing the advantages of their cavalry.

Seeing Batu's impotent rage, Zhao Daxuan's lips curled up slightly.

He was too lazy to waste words, so he simply extended his thumb and gestured downwards.

This internationally recognized gesture undoubtedly triggered Batu's nerves once again.

Batu paced back and forth restlessly like a trapped beast, roaring angrily in broken Daxia language.

He scanned the area around the camp, then suddenly fixed his gaze on Wangbei Village behind the camp, a wolf-like smile spreading across his lips.

I almost forgot, there are hundreds of Great Xia people in this village, which are the bargaining chips we can use to manipulate Zhao Daxuan!

"Afraid to come out? Then just watch us slaughter your Great Xia people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he spurred his horse and led the way, preparing to bypass the camp and head towards Wangbei Village.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Daxuan's expression darkened.

He simply couldn't stand idly by and let the Tartar cavalry shoot and kill the villagers of Wangbei Village.

However, do they really think they can use Wangbei Village to blackmail him with just a few hundred people on the other side?

He quickly raised the Sun Chasing Longbow in his hand, his eyes coldly fixed on the cavalrymen surrounding Batu.

His right hand moved like a phantom, and in the blink of an eye, five arrows were nocked on the bowstring.

Without hesitation, once the energy was locked in, the bow was drawn and the arrow was released!

This was the first time I had fired an arrow from the Sun Chasing Divine Bow at such close range; the two hundred paces were covered in the blink of an eye.

The Tatar cavalry outside the camp had not yet picked up speed.

"Pfft!"

The five Tatar cavalrymen closest to Batu were instantly shot in the neck, the force of which instantly pierced their necks, leaving a fist-sized hole.

Blood gushed out from the carotid artery in his neck, and Batu, who was only two steps away from the group, was instantly sprayed in the face.

Batu felt a warm sensation on his cheek, followed by a strong, metallic smell of blood that filled his nostrils. He reached down and touched his hand, which was covered in sticky, wet blood.

Looking to his side, he immediately saw that the five soldiers closest to him had large holes in their necks.

His entire head was reduced to a sliver of flesh, barely hanging from his neck.

His eyes instantly lost their light, and his body went limp, causing him to fall to the ground.

Batu felt a jolt in his heart and turned to look towards the camp. He immediately saw the Sun Chasing Longbow in Zhao Daxuan's hand.

My gaze was instantly drawn to the Sun Chasing Longbow, which gleamed in the sunlight, its surface reflecting the light as if the entire bow was radiating golden light.

A greedy glint flashed in Batu's eyes; he wanted the longbow!

As a powerful warrior from the north, he was not only an excellent horseman, but also an outstanding archer.

For him, the bow and arrow were his second life, and he was a true lover of arrows.

At this moment, Zhao Daxuan spoke coldly, his voice firm and powerful, reaching Batu's ears.

"Go any further, and you'll die!"

Zhao Daxuan did not want to kill the leader of the group with an arrow; without a leader, the group could easily escape.

What he wanted was to use this Dazi cavalry unit as a sharpening tool for his soldiers!

Batu sneered upon hearing this, thinking that it was impossible to scare him away and make him change his strategy with just a few arrows.

If his archery skills are truly that good, why not shoot him with an arrow?

"If you want me to stop, then come out and fight!"

Batu roared at Zhao Daxuan, he couldn't possibly waste his time arguing with them in front of the camp.

Immediately, he squeezed his feet together and spurred his horse forward.

Since the other side cared about the villagers ahead, he was even more determined to slaughter the entire village to avenge his soldiers.

Before he had ridden his horse forward ten paces, a commotion arose behind him.

Turning his head, he saw that the five soldiers closest to him had large holes in their necks, their heads hanging down like rotten melons, bleeding profusely, and falling headfirst to the ground.

Batu's pupils contracted, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Daxuan with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Now he was certain that his opponent had the ability to kill him with a single arrow, but deliberately spared his life like a cat playing with a mouse.

Seeing that the Tartar cavalry had stopped again, Zhao Daxuan slowly spoke.

"Since you want us to go out and fight, then let's fight!"

"But if you dare to escape later, you will be executed!"

Batu sneered inwardly upon hearing this.

A mere hundred men, relying on the terrain to kill a hundred of his cavalry, do they really think they can face off against these steppe cavalry on the vast plains?

Batu curled his lip, though he was terrified, he was unwilling to show his fear. He drew his sword, pointed it at Zhao Daxuan, and roared angrily.

"Come out and face your death!!"

Zhao Daxuan strode to the front of the group, glanced at his subordinates, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Everyone, listen to my command! Follow me and charge out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his soldiers responded in unison.

"kill!!"

Zhao Daxuan led the way out of the camp, and the array of swordsmen and shieldmen behind him moved slowly, each of them wearing a resolute expression.

Is the final battle about to begin?