Helan Suigu looked at the sudden arrival of the cavalry.

My mood plummeted instantly.

Suddenly, a black line appeared on the distant horizon.

That was a line long enough to instantly throw the Northern Wilderness army into chaos.

They moved incredibly fast, rapidly approaching the battlefield, raising clouds of dust that seemed to blot out the sky.

Helan Suigu initially thought they were cavalry, but after seeing them more clearly that day, he found them very strange.

Because those weren't cavalry, they were hundreds of warhorses.

In fact, Helan Suigu was mistaken. The people rushing up were not warhorses, but mules—the mules that pulled Lin Hui's cart. However, their current purpose was not to pull the cart, but to serve as weapons.

They lined up and charged toward the flank and rear of the Northern Wilderness army.

Mules alone wouldn't be very dangerous, so Lin Hui fixed two knives to each mule, one on the left and one on the right.

The mules certainly didn't charge voluntarily; each one was frightened and only knew how to charge forward, without changing direction or stopping on their own initiative.

As the mules drew closer, a powerful roar, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down, was heard first.

It gives people an aura of invincibility and unstoppable force.

Faced with this scene, Helan Suigu didn't know what to do, because in his decades of leading troops into battle, this was the first time he had seen only warhorses charging forward, without any cavalry.

He considered himself a seasoned veteran, and today he had truly broadened his horizons.

In Helan Suigu's mind, cavalry charges emphasize the unity of man and horse, making them invincible on the battlefield, while infantry is more suitable for attack and positional defense.

The specific tactics vary depending on the terrain, such as mountains, grasslands, and valleys.

But Lin Hui used warhorses to charge, what kind of tactic is that?

Despite his surprise, Helan Suigu reacted quickly.

Upon seeing the approaching warhorses, he immediately reacted, ordering the infantry behind him to form a defensive line with shields and spears.

At the same time, the cavalry archers could quickly maneuver around the enemy, gaining an overwhelming advantage over the charging warhorses.

Although Helan Suigu's series of reactions were all in perfect order, he ultimately underestimated the speed of the rapidly approaching mule.

Just a moment ago it was a distance of several hundred steps, but very quickly it has become a distance of several dozen steps.

The Northern Wilderness infantry had just completed their battle formation, and the cavalry archers had not yet fully maneuvered around them, when hundreds of mules arrived.

Only after getting closer did the soldiers of the Northern Wilderness realize that these mules were actually carrying knives.

Most importantly, Lin Hui considered that mules were tall, while the soldiers in the Northern Wilderness were generally not very tall. If the sword was fixed horizontally, it would definitely not be very lethal. Therefore, Lin Hui adopted a method of fixing the sword at an angle downwards.

Therefore, when these mules carrying knives charged headlong into the Northern Wilderness battle formation, even though the mules at the front were pierced by spears, their charge did not diminish.

Almost instantly, the shield bearers and spearmen in front were all sent flying backward by the powerful impact, creating gaps one after another.

Some soldiers from the northern wilderness were lucky enough to avoid being charged by the mules, but they were instead slashed across the neck by the long, downward-sloping blade. The powerful impact of the blade nearly sliced ​​their bodies in half diagonally.

Another man had a long knife stuck in his ribs, and was carried forward by the mule until he died, still hanging there. His body only fell down after he struck many people and his ribs broke.

The mules unleashed the bloodiest massacre among the Northern Wilderness army. Every mule that charged through the area was like a tank passing through, with soldiers being trampled, killed, or crushed to death by the mules.

The Northern Barbarians were terrified. They had never seen such an attack before. They didn't recognize mules and thought they were warhorses. In short, the soldiers of the Northern Barbarians had completely lost their confidence.

They fled in all directions, and the entire rear army was thrown into chaos by the mules. Screams, the neighing of warhorses, and the sounds of fighting all blended together and filled the entire battlefield.

Helan Suigu watched helplessly as his soldiers were torn to pieces by the impact, his face turning extremely ugly.

However, Helan Suigu lived up to his reputation as a great general of the Northern Wilderness. He remained exceptionally calm and composed, showing no signs of panic. Instead, he personally went to the rear, drew his scimitar, and took command from the center.

"All soldiers, listen to my command! Do not panic!"

He stopped a centurion and immediately killed him with a single stroke. Although the centurion was his own soldier and the centurion he had personally chosen, in these extraordinary times, since he had retreated, Helan Suigu could only use his head to intimidate the army.

Seeing the general personally kill a centurion, the panicked crowd began to stop in their tracks. At that moment, Helan Suigu gave the order.

"Everyone, form ranks again and organize your lines as quickly as possible. You must stop the returning warhorses, stop them..."

His voice was loud, and the fact that he had killed a centurion intimidated everyone. Soon, the soldiers came to their senses from the chaos.

Several centurions, realizing what was happening, spurred their horses into the chaotic army, brandishing their spears and immediately killing any soldiers who disobeyed orders to establish their authority.

With the establishment of command, the chaotic soldiers of the Northern Wilderness quickly gained order.

Seeing their superiors working so hard, the centurions below dared not delay any longer and shouted, "Form ranks quickly, hurry up, hurry..."

As the soldiers of the Northern Wilderness rebuilt their defenses, the mules and horses that rushed in were quickly surrounded by the Northern Wilderness army, and the mules lost their advantage of speed.

Faced with the Northern Barbarians' coordinated attack, these mules were utterly powerless to fight back.

They wielded spears and arrows, slamming them down on the mules. Even the strongest mules couldn't withstand their relentless attacks, and one after another they fell to the ground.

After suffering some casualties, the Northern Barbarians finally managed to subdue all the mules.

More than a hundred mules, some are dead and completely collapsed, while others are not quite dead yet, struggling to raise their heads and try to stand up.

Seeing this, Helan Suigu was finally relieved and showed a satisfied smile.

He moved closer and looked at the mule that was still struggling, observing it carefully.

The swords were placed in a very clever way, preventing the soldiers from getting close. And the strangest thing was that the mules' tails seemed to have been specially treated, as they were all tied up.

What's even stranger is that not only were their tails tied up, but each mule also had injuries on its rump, and its tail was only half full.

Helan Suigu pondered for a while and quickly understood the general reason why this was happening. The reason was simple: the wound on his buttocks was irritating these mules.

It was this injury that drove them mad as they charged toward the Northern Wilderness army.

But then he focused his attention on the tails, and after looking closely, he finally saw clearly that each mule had something tied to its tail.

Upon closer inspection, it wasn't just the tail that had this thing; there was one on each of the two halves with the knife attached, making it look like a ceramic jar.

Even more bizarrely, each pottery jar had a long thread on the outside, and these threads, which were also present on the fallen mule, were now emitting a faint light, indicating that they were burning.

Although Helan Suigu didn't know what was inside, he wasn't stupid, and he quickly came up with a possibility.

The mule convoy charged in with unstoppable force, which must have been due to someone sending them in. Moreover, the fact that so many mules were wounded at the same time to allow them to charge suggests that there were quite a few people behind them.

Furthermore, why use mules to attack? Although they made the Northern Wilderness army look very disheveled, the actual effect was not very ideal.

Could it be that their main purpose was to bring this jar in?

But what is the purpose of this jar?

Having considered all this, Helan Suigu immediately stopped hesitating and hurriedly ordered, "Quickly..."

Helan Suigu thought of Lin Hui, the commander of Ningyuan Town. This man was cunning and highly skilled in martial arts. Any carelessness would be fatal in front of Lin Hui.

Every general from the Northern Wilderness who died at Lin Hui's hands did so because he underestimated his enemy.

Helan Suigu shouted to the Northern Wilderness army, "Everyone, quickly take the pottery jars off the mules and horses, open them and see what's inside."

Pay attention to that line; be careful not to let any sparks burn into it. I suspect it's Lin Hui's trick.

The Northern Wilderness army was taken aback at first, and then was about to make their move.

But it was too late, because just as they were about to take action, the spark finally burned the rim of the pottery jar, followed by a violent explosion.

Rumble... Rumble...

As the first one exploded, then one after another, all the cans exploded.

As the firelight flickered, the iron nails, mortar pieces, and irregular pebbles inside the pottery jar scattered and flew up in all directions.

As the explosion rang out, the closest Northern Barbarians were thrown backward by the shockwave.

Some fainted on the spot, bleeding from all seven orifices, while others were blown to pieces.

Blood mist mixed with bits of flesh flew through the air, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

The most terrifying thing was the iron objects filling the earthenware jars. When they flew up, it felt like a barrage of arrows—no, even more terrifying than a barrage of arrows.

The Northern Barbarians were stunned by the explosions, but the sounds of explosions continued one after another.

It was like the first thunder of spring, except this thunder was deadly.

"This is terrifying, this is sorcery, sorcery..."

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