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"General Gongsun, do not panic, Li Jingsi is here!"

The sound was like thunder, making the ears of the surrounding Wuhuan cavalry ring.

Before Li Cunxiao finished speaking, the Yuwang Spear in his hand had already transformed into a black halo of light. With a simple sweep, he smashed the three Wuhuan cavalry generals who were trying to ambush Gongsun Zan from the side into a pulp along with their horses!

Broken armor, wrecked soldiers, and blood and flesh were all mixed together and splashed everywhere, creating an extremely gruesome scene.

The hundred elite cavalrymen of the Jingnan Campaign followed closely, quickly cutting between Gongsun Zan's remnants and the Wuhuan pursuers, forming a temporary barrier.

Their crossbows once again emitted a series of teeth-grinding clicks, unleashing a dense hail of short arrows that sent the first dozens of Wuhuan vanguard soldiers sprawling, halting their advance.

Gongsun Zan felt the pressure suddenly lessen. He gasped for breath, as the desperate fight had almost exhausted his last bit of strength.

He looked up and saw the young general named Li Jingsi wielding an outrageously large heavy spear.

Each strike carried an overwhelming and irrational power. Any warrior in the Wuhuan army who dared to stand in their way, no matter how heavy their armor or how sturdy their shield, was easily torn apart like rotten wood and withered grass.

This is not a battle; it is a one-sided massacre and trampling!

On the high platform in the central army of Wuhuan, Zhang Chun and Qiu Liju had long lost their previous composure.

Zhang Chun's face turned deathly pale, his finger trembling slightly as he pointed at the black-armored figure in the distance, moving through the enemy ranks as if they were nothing. His voice trembled as he asked, "What...what kind of monster is that?!"

Qiu Liju's expression was also solemn, and the shock in his eyes was hard to hide.

He had witnessed the true warriors of the grasslands, but even the most renowned king of the tribe was no match for the Han general before him. He was like a fledgling eagle compared to a golden eagle, or a sheep compared to a tiger. They were simply not on the same level!

The dull whistling wind generated by the swing of that great spear seemed to exert a suffocating pressure that could be felt even from this distance.

"Fire arrows! Fire arrows! Shoot him to death! At any cost!" Zhang Chun almost roared, his fear turning into a frenzied killing intent.

A Wuhuan commander standing nearby hurriedly dissuaded him: "Your Majesty, you mustn't! That Han general has charged too far, surrounded by our own soldiers. If we're bombarded with arrows, our own men will be the first to die! Besides... besides, judging by the momentum of his charge, ordinary arrows probably won't be able to harm him..."

As if to prove the centurion's words, several Wuhuan archers aimed at Li Cunxiao from the flank and fired arrows. The arrows flew through the air, but Li Cunxiao didn't even look at them, casually turning his Yuwang Spear around.

With a few crisp "clangs," the powerful arrows were precisely deflected by the spear shaft, and the stray arrows instead injured the Wuhuan cavalrymen nearby.

"This...this..." Qiu Liju's throat bobbed, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Their unparalleled strength is already terrifying, but to maintain such keen perception and precise control in such a fierce battle is simply superhuman!

Just then, Li Cunxiao seemed to think that he had completed most of the task of supporting Gongsun Zan, so he suddenly pulled on the reins, and his warhorse reared up and let out a long neigh.

His gaze flashed like lightning as he swept over the faintly visible central army banner in the distance, his voice shaking the entire field: "General Gongsun, go first! I'll go and take the head of that treacherous Zhang Chun to avenge your pursuit of the Shimen!"

Upon hearing this, not only were the Wuhuan army shocked, but even Gongsun Zan and his generals Yan Gang, who had just reunited and were still in shock, were stunned.

A lone rider charges against the core of a 50,000-strong army, aiming straight for the commander-in-chief?

What arrogance! And what...unbelievable!

"General Li! We must not take this risk!" Gongsun Zan cried out urgently.

Although he was arrogant, he was not ignorant of death, and he was unwilling for his savior to be put in a life-threatening situation because of him.

However, Li Cunxiao paid no heed and laughed loudly, "General, please wait a moment, I'll be right back!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned his horse around, brandished his spear, and actually rode alone towards the place where the Wuhuan army was most concentrated and whose banners were most prominent, which was roughly the direction where Zhang Chun and Qiu Liju were located. He charged against the flow of the rout and reinforcements!

"Oh no, it's coming for me!"

"He's gone mad, this guy is really insane!"

Zhang Chun, standing on the high platform, could clearly see that the evil star was heading this way. Terrified, he retreated repeatedly, nearly falling off the platform.

"Protect the King! Protect the King!" The guards rushed forward in a panic, raising layers of shields.

Li Cunxiao's charge was truly like a tiger breaking into a herd of deer.

The Wuhuan soldiers were already terrified by his killings, and when they saw him charging towards them, they instinctively tried to avoid him, making their formation even more chaotic.

Occasionally, a valiant centurion would attempt to organize resistance, gathering dozens of men armed with spears and heavy shields to intercept them. However, Li Cunxiao would not give way at all. He would use his Yuwang Spear to thrust, smash, sweep, or deflect the seemingly tight shield and spear formations, causing them to crumble at the slightest touch, and those who tried to block him would be routed.

His horse moved with incredible speed, carving a straight and bloody trail through the chaotic army, plunging deep into their heartland.

However, problems soon arose.

Li Cunxiao was brave, but he forgot that he didn't know Zhang Chun or Qiu Liju at all.

He didn't even know what the two enemy commanders looked like or what kind of armor they wore.

The Wuhuan central army region, being the location of the commander-in-chief, had more flags and a larger number of generals, guards, and elite troops.

Looking around, one sees military officers everywhere, fully armored and riding fine horses.

Zhang Chun called himself "General Mitian and King Anding". He was dressed in luxurious clothes and his armor was bright. Qiuliju was the leader of Wuhuan and Supuyan was the King of Qiao. Their clothes had a strong Hu style. They might have stood out among the Han people, but on the battlefield where thousands of troops were mixed, everyone was covered in blood and smoke and dust, their target was not so clear.

He could only identify the general direction of the flags and charge into the areas where the crowds were densest and the armor was best.

Whenever they encountered someone who seemed to be a leader, they would shout, "Zhang Chun, prepare to die!" or "Qiu Liju, prepare to die!"

Yu the Great's spear then struck down with a thunderous roar.

He did indeed kill several well-dressed Wuhuan generals and Han officers who appeared to be leaders, causing widespread panic. But what about the real Zhang Chun and Qiuliju?

As early as when Li Cunxiao charged into battle, the two men, sensing the danger, quietly changed positions under the protection of numerous trusted and loyal soldiers. They moved away from the prominent central platform and blended into the larger and more chaotic sea of ​​soldiers.

They even removed some of their conspicuous robes and headdresses, and at first glance, they were not much different from the generals and guards around them.

After Li Cunxiao charged and killed over a hundred people, the Yuwang Spear had already slain them. The Wuhuan soldiers around him saw him as if he were a demon, and they all fled, leaving a small blood-stained clearing around him.

He reined in his horse and looked around. He saw a vast sea of ​​people. Although many flags were toppled, there were still quite a few people who looked like generals, but he could not tell which one was the real leader.

The smoke and dust added to the chaos.

"A cowardly rat hiding its head and tail!" Li Cunxiao couldn't help but feel agitated. The initial surge of determination to capture the leader in one fell swoop began to dissipate as he couldn't find a clear target.

He also realized that although he was brave, finding two deliberately hidden people among 50,000 chaotic troops was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Moreover, the momentum of the cavalry charge had been exhausted, and they were deeply surrounded. Although the Wuhuan soldiers around them dared not advance for the time being, it was because they had been terrified by him. Once they discovered that he was all alone, and that the main force of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei in the distance did not seem to immediately send their entire army to join them and reorganize, the saying "many ants can kill an elephant" was no exaggeration.

"Fine! I'll spare your lives today!" Although Li Cunxiao was somewhat unwilling, he was not entirely without wisdom. He knew that Ji Xuanyuan's order was to prioritize rescue and not to fight alone.

He spat, brandished his Yuwang Spear, and once again carved a bloody path, but this time he charged outwards, towards the direction where Gongsun Zan was breaking through.

He possessed incredible strength and exceptional horsemanship. Determined to break through the encirclement, and with the Wuhuan army suffering heavy losses and lacking coordination, he managed to fight his way out and rejoin Gongsun Zan's troops and the hundred cavalry who were fighting and retreating.

Upon seeing Li Cunxiao return unharmed despite being covered in blood, Gongsun Zan and the others breathed a sigh of relief, yet remained speechless with shock.

This was an absolutely fantastic battle.

Li Cunxiao returned to Gongsun Zan's side, his face showing a hint of frustration at not having accomplished his mission completely, along with a touch of resentment. He said, "General Gongsun, before I left, why didn't you point out exactly where Zhang Chun was? I searched all over for him, smashed a few imposters, and the real one got away!"

"..."

Gongsun Zan was speechless for a moment, his facial expression extremely interesting.

The generals behind him, including Yan Gang, were even more dumbfounded. They looked at Li Cunxiao and then at their own general, not knowing how to respond.

Can you point me to the location?

In that situation just now, with life and death hanging by a thread, smoke and dust obscuring the sun, and thousands of troops fighting in a chaotic battle, it was already difficult enough for me to identify the direction and break through. How could I have the time and eyesight to accurately locate the enemy commander in the midst of the chaos?

Besides... who would have thought you'd actually dare to turn back and fight back all by yourself!

Do you really expect others to "guide" you?

Gongsun Zan was, after all, Gongsun Zan. After the initial shock, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

There was a sense of relief at surviving a disaster, awe of Li Cunxiao's inhuman strength, and a slight embarrassment at not being able to cooperate well. But more than anything, there was an indescribable shock, a mixture of gratitude and a certain sense of defeat.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent emotions, and said with a wry smile, "General Li is incredibly brave and unparalleled. Only today do I truly believe that there are people in the world who can defeat ten thousand men. Just now, in the midst of the chaos, it was really difficult to discern the location of the bandit leader... It is a great blessing that the general has returned unharmed!"

Hearing Gongsun Zan say this, Li Cunxiao scratched his head and laughed, "That's true, there are too many people, we can't kill them all. Forget it, let my second brother and the others come next time, they have sharp eyes."

His tone was so relaxed that it was as if he hadn't just single-handedly charged into an army of 50,000, but rather gone to the market and couldn't find the goods he wanted to buy.

Just then, the pressure ahead suddenly eased, and a clear gap appeared in the encirclement of the Wuhuan army. Shouts of battle came from outside, even more intense and orderly.

"It's Third Brother and Fifth Brother!" Li Cunxiao's spirits lifted.

As expected, the main force of the Jingnan Army, led by Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, took advantage of Li Cunxiao's hundred cavalry charge that disrupted the overall situation, especially Li Cunxiao's desperate charge in the opposite direction that attracted a great deal of attention and manpower from the central army, and swiftly cut in from the flank, defeating the relatively weak intercepting force of Su Puyan's troops, and successfully opening the passage connecting to Guanzicheng.

Instead of engaging in prolonged combat, they maintained constant movement and kept their formation intact. With repeated volleys of crossbow bolts and short, sharp attacks from their elite cavalry, they effectively contained the Wuhuan army's regrouping and counterattack.

"General Gongsun, please retreat with our army immediately!" Guan Yu's voice came clearly.

Gongsun Zan knew that this was not the time for politeness, much less for showing off.

He immediately rallied his remaining troops and joined the passage opened by the Jingnan Army. Under the cover of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's forces, they quickly escaped the core battlefield.

Qiu Liju, dressed as a common soldier, observed from a high vantage point that although the Han army was small in number, it was well-equipped, tactically sound, and well-coordinated. In particular, the power and rate of fire of their crossbows were terrifying. His own cavalry suffered heavy losses during the charge. He knew that he could not achieve his goal of encircling and annihilating Gongsun Zan today, and might even be bitten back by this fresh force.

He had already been hesitant to engage in a full-scale battle with the Han court, and upon seeing this, he immediately ordered: "Consolidate your forces, do not pursue them relentlessly! Let them go!"

Although Zhang Chun was unwilling and filled with hatred, he had witnessed Li Cunxiao's terror firsthand and saw that his own morale had been shattered and his troops were in disarray. He knew that things were hopeless and had no choice but to grit his teeth and accept Qiu Liju's decision.

Thus, the siege of Guanzicheng, which should have been a decisive battle, was broken in such an unbelievable way.

The Jingnan Army, with 3,000 cavalrymen, led by a hundred, with fierce generals charging into the enemy lines and the main force attacking from the flanks, managed to rescue the remnants of Gongsun Zan's army from the midst of 50,000 Wuhuan rebels, who were on the verge of extinction.

As the sun sets, its afterglow, like blood, illuminates the battlefield outside Guanzicheng in western Liaoning, where corpses lie strewn everywhere.

In the distance, the Wuhuan army began to slowly retreat back to their camp, their banners appearing somewhat disheveled.

On the road heading southwest, a mixed team, though exhausted, carried a sense of exhilaration and relief after surviving a calamity. They quickly disappeared into the distance.

In the group, Gongsun Zan glanced back at Guanzi City, which was gradually disappearing into the twilight, and felt a mix of emotions.