Martial Arts Universe: With a single command, 100,000 iron cavalry will sweep across the martial wor

Su Qingfeng had already returned to his horse. He had no time to worry about whether Song Que had seen his earlier actions with Fan Qinghui; he was focused on the battlefield—30,000 Xiaoguo soldiers were fighting a bloody battle, and he could not stand idly by.

Su Qingfeng's face was ashen, and he immediately ordered, "Su Ming, move my Black Bird Banner forward, and we will advance as well. Wherever the Xiaoguo Army advances, the banner will follow. I want the soldiers to know that I am always behind them." "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Su Qingfeng led his guards forward on horseback. The moment the commander's banner moved, all eyes on the battlefield turned. The valiant soldiers, seeing Lord Wu Xiang's banner approaching, were greatly encouraged, shouting, "Kill! The Lord's banner is here! The Lord himself has arrived on the battlefield!"

"It's the Black Bird Banner! The Emperor has arrived! We will quell the rebels for the Emperor!"

"For my lord, I will fight bravely against the enemy!"

The shouts were deafening, and the Xiaoguo army's offensive grew even fiercer. Although the Jianghuai army was numerous, its morale had crumbled; some even killed their supervising officers and fled. Seeing the vanguard routed, Du Fuwei was furious: "Damn it! Over 100,000 troops have been routed by 30,000 Xiaoguo soldiers! General Duan, lead my 50,000 personal guards forward! You must suppress the Xiaoguo army's arrogance! Today we will annihilate the Xiaoguo army and take Su Qingfeng's head!" "Your subordinate obeys!"

General Duan rode his horse to the front of an elite troop and shouted, "Brothers! The battle at the front is critical. You are the Grand Commander's personal guard. This battle must turn the tide! Defeat the Xiaoguo Army, and Yangzhou will be ours!"

Brothers, Yangzhou is overflowing with gold and silver, and teeming with beautiful women. Once we storm in, we can do whatever we want! First, slaughter the Xiaoguo soldiers blocking our path. **Xiaoguo soldiers, capture Lord Wu Xiang alive!**

"**The Valiant Army, capture Lord Wu Xiang alive!**" Du Fuwei's personal guards roared, banging their weapons loudly. "Follow me, the Valiant Army! Kill!"

Seeing that the last 50,000 elite troops of the Jianghuai Army had also pressed forward, Tong Hu knew that this was the toughest nut to crack. Although the Xiaoguo Army could win, after such a long and arduous battle, their casualties would surely be considerable. He shouted, "Men!"

"General!"

"Send the signal: let the Netherworld Iron Cavalry deal with those 50,000 Jianghuai troops." The messenger was taken aback: "General, where would we get the Netherworld Iron Cavalry?" Tong Hu slapped him on the head: "What do you know! That's the Emperor's direct force. We've only been with the Emperor for a short time, and we'll be direct forces too. Enough talk, red fireworks! Call the Netherworld Iron Cavalry out!" "Yes, sir!"

Chirp—Bang!

Seeing the red plane take off, Tong Hu ignored the 50,000 enemy troops. The most important thing now was to completely wipe out the Jianghuai army in front of him.

The onlookers, mostly martial artists, gasped in horror—military battles were far more brutal than mere skirmishes. The ground was littered with mangled corpses, and even these seasoned warriors, accustomed to death, felt their stomachs churn. Though distressed by the sight, Song Yuzhi forced a smile and said to Song Que, "Father, the Xiaoguo Army is indeed formidable, but they are still inferior to the force under Lord Wu Xiang. If only our Lingnan army had that kind of fighting power."

Song Que's face was as cold as ice as he stared intently at Su Qingfeng on the battlefield. He had seen it clearly just now: Wu Xiangjun dared to embrace Fan Qinghui in public, and Song Que had immediately drawn his sword, ready to kill this scoundrel. But looking at Fan Qinghui, she simply let him hold her, neither striking nor rebuking him, which puzzled Song Que.

He absolutely refused to believe that Fan Qinghui would genuinely like someone decades younger than her. Could it be... that she was planning to use the same methods she used against him back then to scheme against Wu Xiangjun? The more Song Que thought about it, the more his head ached, and he could only ponder what Fan Qinghui was really planning this time.

Forget it, he couldn't be bothered with this unlucky fellow, Lord Wu Xiang. Anyone targeted by Cihang Jingzhai never ends well. Decades ago it was himself, twenty years ago it was the Evil King Shi Zhixuan, and now it was Lord Wu Xiang's turn. Song Que pulled himself out of his thoughts and asked his daughter, "Yu Zhi, you said Lord Wu Xiang's army is stronger than the Xiaoguo Army, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Upon hearing his father Song Que's inquiry, Song Yuzhi quickly recounted the situation of the army he had witnessed in Xingzilin and Gusu City:

"My daughter has indeed seen it. Lord Wu Xiang has two legions under his command. One is an infantry legion called the Xuanwu Legion, which has about 50,000 men. This legion is extremely powerful. My second uncle once said that 10,000 Xuanwu soldiers would be enough to defeat our 100,000-strong army in Lingnan."

"The other force is cavalry, known as the Netherworld Iron Cavalry, the exact number of whom is unknown. We saw at least 20,000 of them in Suzhou. This cavalry force appears to be even stronger than the Xuanwu Legion."

Song Que was puzzled after hearing this:

"One army focused on defense, the other on offense—how did Lord Wu Xiang manage to train such an army?"

Seeing that the elite troops of the Jianghuai Army had all come out, Yan Shisan hurriedly said to Murong Qiudi:

"The Jianghuai Army has mobilized even its most elite troops. I wonder if the Xiaoguo Army can stop them this time?"

Murong Qiudi glanced at Su Qingfeng, whose expression was solemn, on horseback, and sighed softly:

"We can hold them off, but after this battle, the Xiaoguo Army will probably be almost wiped out. They are far too few in number."

Yan Shisan knew that Su Qingfeng had many enemies in the Sui Dynasty, and if the battle resulted in heavy losses, those enemies would surely take the opportunity to assassinate him. Seeing the worried look on Murong Qiudi's face, he smiled and asked:

"Wu Xiangjun's foundation is not in the Sui Dynasty; he will likely face many difficulties in the future. Don't you intend to lend him a hand?"

Murong Qiudi feigned indifference:

"Why should I help that annoying guy? What does it matter to me whether he lives or dies? I built the Celestial Venerable Organization myself, and I don't want to waste my efforts on this person."

She felt a sense of helplessness as she spoke. This Lord Wu Xiang could easily anger her with just three sentences. Moreover, he already had two wives with the cultivation of Grandmasters, and many of his confidantes were also Grandmasters—wasn't she one of them?

Murong Qiudi shook her head, a bitter smile playing on her lips. She still couldn't bear to break the promise that man had made back then.

Su Qingfeng noticed that the Jianghuai Army had committed its last elite personal guards, but he remained calm. His Netherworld Iron Cavalry had not yet been deployed; Tong Hu would likely send them to confront this formidable enemy.

As I was pondering this, someone suddenly grabbed my arm:

"Su Qingfeng, run! The Jianghuai Imperial Guards have arrived, and the Xiaoguo Army probably can't hold them off. I'll take you away from here!"

"Hey! What are you doing, nun? Let go! Don't you know there's a difference between men and women?!"

Fan Qinghui saw that the elite guards of the Jianghuai Army had been mobilized, while the Xiaoguo Army was currently suppressing the ordinary Jianghuai Army. Once those guards arrived, the Xiaoguo Army, which was outnumbered, would probably be unable to resist.

In a moment of panic, she spurred her horse to Su Qingfeng's side and reached out to pull him away. In her haste, she pulled too hard and ended up dragging Su Qingfeng from his horse into her arms. Looking down at Su Qingfeng's bewildered expression, Fan Qinghui's face flushed.

She suddenly remembered that Su Qingfeng had hugged her from behind on horseback when he was angry with Song Que, but now it was her hugging him from behind.

In her daze, she heard Su Qingfeng call her "old nun" again. Fan Qinghui was instantly enraged and flung Su Qingfeng back onto his horse. "You scoundrel! I kindly offered to take you away, and you dare call me an old nun!"

Su Qingfeng settled himself down, feeling somewhat helpless. Just moments ago he had been enjoying the softness of Fan Qinghui's embrace, but now he had been thrown back into her arms.

He was truly at a loss with this old nun. If you said she was wrong, she genuinely meant well in trying to save him; but if you said she was right, she always managed to do things in a way that was both laughable and pathetic.

The Xiaoguo Army is currently riding high on morale due to his arrival, and has been suppressing the Jianghuai Army all the way. If he were to retreat now, this momentum would probably dissipate immediately.

Moreover, his Netherworld Iron Cavalry was about to arrive. Du Fuwei's so-called elite guards were utterly helpless against the Netherworld Iron Cavalry, barely able to inflict any damage. Su Qingfeng looked at Fan Qinghui's angry face and sighed.

"Sigh, Fan Qinghui, could you at least ask me if I can handle those Jianghuai troops before you try to take me away?"

"You want to take me away as soon as you arrive? Can I leave now? What will happen to the Xiaoguo Army if I leave? Use your brain. You call yourself a sect leader?" Fan Qinghui was speechless for a moment. She hadn't asked Su Qingfeng if he could hold off the Imperial Guards, nor had she considered the consequences of Su Qingfeng leaving. "You... I... those Jianghuai elites, can you really handle them?"

Su Qingfeng glanced at her and nodded:

"Of course. You don't really think I came to the Sui Dynasty without an army with me, do you?"

Fan Qinghui was surprised to hear that he had also brought an army—she had never seen Su Qingfeng's troops before—and quickly pressed for details:

"You still have an army? Where are they now?" Su Qingfeng looked into the distance and smiled.

"We'll be there soon. I'll show you the true power of my Netherworld Iron Cavalry in a bit."

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!

Just then, a horn sounded in the distance, the earth trembled, and the heavy sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

The cavalry force of over ten thousand men was entirely clad in black armor, even their warhorses were covered in heavy black horse armor. The cavalrymen, lances held high, galloped towards the battlefield.

Li Shimin and Li Xiuning were stunned by the sudden appearance of the black-armored cavalry. They hadn't expected to have a cavalry force hidden behind them, and such a heavily armored one at that. Seeing the heavy cavalry approaching, Li Xiuning hurriedly urged Li Shimin:

"Second brother, let's go! We're blocking their way; if we don't retreat, we'll be trampled to pieces!"

"Retreat! Retreat towards Du Fuwei!"

Li Shimin stared at the black-armored cavalry, his eyes burning with fervor—whose troops were these? These were heavily armored cavalry, formidable weapons on the battlefield.

If he also had tens of thousands of heavy cavalry, why would he need to fear that treacherous Su Qingfeng? Every night, Li Shimin would think of Su Qingfeng forcing Changsun Wuhou to share his bed, and the thought would tear his heart apart.

Previously, when Li Shimin led his Xuanjia cavalry to the battlefield, the Jianghuai army's personal guards had already quickly surrounded the five thousand suddenly appearing cavalry. Li Shimin immediately shouted:

"Hold your hand! I am Li Shimin of the Li clan—Chief Steward Du, and I am here to help you!"

Du Fuwei was furious as his own troops were being slaughtered by the Xiaoguo Army; his personal guards wouldn't arrive for a while. Upon hearing that the newcomer was the second young master of the Li family, he immediately understood that this man wanted to take advantage of the situation. Already enraged, Du Fuwei immediately gave the order:

"General Duan, wipe out these cavalry! Who does the Li clan think they are? This bastard dares to try and take advantage of us!"

"Yes, Grand Steward!"

The imperial guards charged towards the Xuanjia cavalry, and Li Shimin was furious:

"That idiot Du Fuwei! Didn't he hear the heavy cavalry's hooves? He still dares to attack us at a time like this!"