Your Majesty, do not attack Rome yet, or the Qin Dynasty will perish!

"I will not allow myself to fail."

"Send all the cavalry forward and block the Easterners."

Philip V had lost all reason and roared out.

"attack!"

Antigonus commanded tens of thousands of Macedonian cavalrymen who had been patrolling the perimeter to join the front lines, intending to support the Macedonian phalanx.

"General Gao."

Please.

Han Xin glanced sideways at Gao Chang Gong beside him.

Even among the Qin army, Shi Wansui and Wang Yanzhang could not compare with him in cavalry warfare.

"For the Qin Dynasty, for the Emperor."

"It is my duty, a duty I cannot shirk!"

Gao Changgong put on the ferocious iron mask, his slender body flipped onto the horse, and took the eighteen-foot-long spear.

"kill!"

Under his command, 40,000 Qin cavalrymen marched in a mighty procession toward the Macedonian cavalry.

Gao Changgong led his troops into battle, rampaging across the battlefield and achieving victory after victory.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

When Macedonian cavalry faced Qin cavalry, their heavy armor hampered their mobility, and they were hunted down one after another in packs.

Everywhere were fallen figures, and the ground was littered with mangled limbs and broken arms. The blood-stained ground was exceptionally bloody and terrifying.

The battle reached its climax, with 150,000 Qin soldiers completely defeating 500,000 Western allied troops.

The sun had completely peeked out from behind the clouds, and golden sunlight bathed Troy.

Han Shizhong, Wei Xiaokuan, Wu Jie, and Meng Gong stood beside Ying Xuan, their blood boiling with excitement, wishing they could personally mount their horses and fight.

"Han Xin".

"This place is now in your hands."

At this moment, Ying Xuan gave an order.

"Your Majesty, you mustn't."

Han Xin's expression changed drastically, and he quickly stopped him.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

Gazing towards the battlefield, Ying Xuan's resounding words echoed throughout the surroundings: "I am a descendant of Ying Qin, a descendant of the Black Bird, and the son of the First Emperor."

"This battle was a crucial one for our Great Qin in establishing its dominance in the western regions."

"If I cannot come in person, wouldn't it be a waste of the blood and sweat of my Qin people who have shed blood for hundreds of years to march east and pacify the world?"

"In my name, I hereby grant you the authority to command the entire army."

"The entire 500,000-strong Western coalition must remain here."

"Not a single enemy shall be allowed to escape back to Europe."

"only!"

Meeting Ying Xuan's gaze, Han Xin ultimately chose to accept the imperial edict.

His lord was not the First Emperor, but Ying Xuan, the Western Lord.

A ruthless man who dared to lead three thousand cavalry on a westward expedition at the age of thirteen.

Few of the Qin rulers throughout history failed to personally lead their troops into battle; when the nation is in peril, they should naturally be at the forefront.

This battle was not only to establish Qin's dominance in the west, but also to mark the beginning of Ying Xuan's declaration of his return to the east. He had to appear before the elite Qin army.

"Your Majesty."

Zhao Jiang led a group of attendants to the front of the command platform.

The attendants carried a long weapon made of meteorite iron from outer space.

It was as if a sword was mounted on a long handle, a double-edged dagger, sharp and wide, trident-shaped, reflecting a chilling gleam.

At first glance, it appears to be a fierce weapon; its name is: Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword.

"Whoosh!"

Ying Xuan immediately mounted his horse, took the three-pointed double-edged sword with his right hand, and swung it heavily.

In an instant, he was like a tiger descending a mountain, his murderous aura rising.

"Zhao Yun, follow me into battle."

"only!"

Zhao Yun held the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear and rode a white dragon steed.

Three thousand guards, the White Horse Cavalry, followed closely behind the central army banner.

Suddenly, a silver-white arrow appeared on the battlefield, pointing directly at Philip V.

"Beat the drums to cheer them on!"

Han Xin shouted loudly.

"I, Han Laowu, will personally beat the drum for you."

"Me too."

As Han Shizhong was the first to snatch the double hammers from the strongman's hands, Wei Xiaokuan, Wu Jie, and Meng Gong all followed suit.

Led by four generals, hundreds of strongmen slammed their double mallets heavily onto the surface of the cowhide drum.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The thunderous drumbeats resounded across the land, igniting the passion in the hearts of the Qin soldiers.

Everyone roared in unison, "Wind! Strong wind! Strong wind!"

"Break through!"

Ying Xuan rode ahead, wielding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, while his black horse neighed towards the sky.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Zhao Yun and Zhao Jiang attended to him, while the three thousand White Horse Cavalry gripped their spears tightly.

Pairs of chilling eyes were fixed intently on where Philip V was.

"Da da da! Da da da!"

The sound of horses' hooves was drowned out by the thunderous drumbeats. The three thousand white-horse cavalrymen were as one, a sight that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Your Majesty!"

"The people from the East are coming towards us."

"Hurry up!"

Antigonus's guards noticed the situation on the battlefield and, despite their voices cracking, alerted Philip V.

What?

Philip V also witnessed the White Horse Cavalry's unstoppable advance, and his face instantly froze.

"Who is that?"

Atalus, Mithridates III, Nicomedes, Macarios, and Arialates all saw Ying Xuan.

Because the moment Ying Xuan appeared, the Qin army on the entire battlefield seemed to go berserk.

"It's him! It's west Jun!"

"That devil from the East!"

A Pergamon general recognized Ying Xuan and was terrified.

"How could this be?!"

The kings of the five kingdoms, including Atalus, all looked on in disbelief.

Throughout Western history, there have been countless monarchs who personally led troops into battle, but none have ever been as courageous as Ying Xuan in taking the lead, which is truly incredible!

Under the sunlight, the silver-white arrow pierced through the entire battlefield, heading straight for the rear of the Western Allied Forces.

Wherever the White Horse Cavalry passed, not a single Allied soldier survived; corpses littered the ground, a horrifying sight.

"Whoosh!"

With a swift swing of his three-pointed, double-edged sword, Ying Xuan instantly beheaded several Thracians.

Blood gushed from the headless corpse's neck, like a crimson fountain.

"I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan!"

"Who dares to oppose the Emperor?"

Zhao Yun was half a body length behind, and his Dragon Gallant Silver Spear dotted out plum blossoms.

His enemies around him were all pierced through the heart and fell to the ground.

Zhao Jiang carried a Qin halberd, moving with the force of a tiger and as swift as lightning.

"Devil! Eastern devil!"

The Western coalition forces were terrified when they saw this.

Especially that cold, aloof figure in black armor and robes, his body stained with blood, was deeply etched in their hearts.

Three thousand White Horse Cavalry charged out from behind Ying Xuan, their sharp spears piercing through the bodies of the allied soldiers.

There were no superfluous movements, just mechanical charges and silent repetitions; the killing continued.

"Stop him!"

With the enemy less than 500 meters away, Philip V could no longer contain himself and began to shout in panic.

The guards of Antigonus Palace, surrounding the area, formed a semi-circular defensive perimeter.

"Bang!!!"

As Ying Xuan approached, his black horse leaped forward and appeared before Philip V.

"Clang!"

A cold, sharp blade flashed, and Philip V's head fell to the ground.

"Those who block my way, die!"

Ying Xuan held the reins with one hand, the black horse roared to the sky, and he held a three-pointed double-edged sword in one hand.

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

The three thousand White Horse Cavalry were all greatly encouraged and roared to the sky.

*Thud!*

The guards of Antigonus' palace were so frightened that they could no longer hold their weapons.

"God!"

"The Eastern God!"

"I am willing to be your most loyal servant!"

A large number of Western allied soldiers knelt on the ground, their eyes fixed on Ying Xuan with fanaticism.