At 100 years old, he joined the army in place of his granddaughter, and became a national war god.

"kill!"

Horse hooves trampled over the shattered gate panels, over the corpses lying in pools of blood at the city gate, and surged into the city.

The Dongyi soldiers, who were massacring civilians in the city, had no idea that a cavalry unit would suddenly appear from behind.

They were indulging in a frenzy of slaughter; some were laughing loudly while brandishing bloodstained knives, some were kicking open shop doors and rushing inside, and some were dragging several young girls into an alley.

When the battle cries came from behind, many Dongyi soldiers didn't even have time to react before they were trampled to the ground by the hooves of the charging horses.

What was that sound?

As soon as a centurion from the Eastern Barbarian tribe turned around, a long sword came slashing down at him. He didn't even have time to raise the sword before his head was split open, and his body fell from his horse, rolling in the blood and mud.

"The reinforcements of the Great Qian Dynasty! The reinforcements of the Great Qian Dynasty have arrived!"

One of the Dongyi soldiers finally reacted, shouting in a hoarse voice, his voice filled with terror.

But his shouts were quickly swallowed up by the sound of horses' hooves.

Three thousand elite cavalrymen charged straight through the east gate, making their way along the main street toward the city center.

The Dongyi soldiers along the way were scattered and broken; some were knocked away by warhorses, some were cut down by cavalry, and some were trampled under the hooves of horses.

An Eastern Yi soldier had just emerged from a burnt-down shop, clutching a wad of stolen silver, when he was struck head-on by two warhorses. His body flew a great distance, crashing against the wall and sliding down like a lump of mud, never to move again.

Three Dongyi soldiers stood back to back, attempting to organize a counterattack.

They brandished their samurai swords and slashed at the charging cavalry.

But the cavalry was too fast. In the first wave of the charge, a cavalryman's lance pierced the chest of the man in the middle, lifting him up.

The second cavalryman slashed diagonally with his scimitar, severing half of the arm of the man on the right.

The third cavalryman's horse rammed directly into the man on the left, sending him flying. He crashed into a roadside stall, which collapsed, burying him underneath.

The cavalry swept through the area, and the Dongyi soldiers who were slaughtering civilians were caught off guard and unable to mount any effective resistance.

"Reinforcements! It's reinforcements!"

At the foot of the city wall, a Daqian garrison soldier covered in blood struggled to his feet. Upon seeing the black torrent of cavalry, his hoarse voice was filled with wild joy.

"Brothers, the Great Qian reinforcements have arrived! We're saved! Fight our way out!"

He picked up the knife from the ground and roared, "Fight our way out! Fight the Dongyi!"

Those soldiers who had already given up hope of defending the city, upon hearing this roar and seeing the Great Qian battle flag fluttering in the firelight, all had their eyes turn red.

"Kill them! Kill all these Eastern barbarian beasts!"

"Avenge our brothers!"

"Make them pay for their crimes in blood!"

The defending troops, who had been scattered, now seemed to have been revitalized.

They surged out from every corner, from the ruins, from the alleys, and from behind the collapsed houses, joining forces with three thousand elite cavalry to trap the Dongyi soldiers in the city.

The Dongyi army was attacked from both sides, and was caught in a dilemma.

The defending troops in front launched a desperate counterattack, while three thousand cavalrymen charged wildly from behind, completely shattering their formation.

Some people tried to run towards the south gate, but the entrance to the south gate had been blocked by the reorganized city guards.

Some people wanted to retreat to the east gate, but the east gate had already been blocked by the Daqian cavalry.

On a main street, the Third Prince Xiao Jingyu reined in his warhorse, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield ahead.

The firelight reflected on his face, clearly illuminating the fury in his eyes.

He saw the corpses of ordinary people on the ground, the burned-down houses, and the elderly and children who had been killed before they could even hide inside.

He raised his knife and roared:

"Eastern barbarian bandits!"

"Give me your life!"

He pushed off with both legs, urging his warhorse to neigh and charge forward.

Twenty-odd Dongyi soldiers were gathered together, back to back forming a small circular formation, their samurai swords facing outwards, attempting to resist the cavalry charge.

They saw a warhorse charging towards them and immediately gave the order:

"He is a general of the Great Qian Dynasty. He is all alone. If we kill him, the Great Qian cavalry will be a disorganized mess."

"Cut off his horse's legs!"

"Kill them!"

Before the shouts had even faded, Xiao Jingyu's battle blade had already come crashing down.

The blade traced an arc, carrying pent-up anger, and slammed heavily into the samurai sword raised high by the foremost Dongyi soldier.

"clang!"

A loud bang, sparks flying everywhere.

The samurai sword of the Dongyi soldier was cleaved in two, the blade shattering in the middle, and half of the sword flying far away.

Xiao Jingyu's sword strike continued unabated, and he cleaved the Dongyi soldier in two from shoulder to waist.

Blood gushed out, splattering onto his full head of hair. He neither dodged nor flinched, and drew his sword to slash at the second one.

Before the second Dongyi soldier could recover from his shock, Xiao Jingyu's blade had already arrived.

This was a horizontal slash, as fast as lightning, which sliced ​​across the man's neck.

A head flew into the air, blood spurting more than a foot high from its neck cavity, splashing onto its companions behind it.

"Kill him! Attack together!"

The remaining Dongyi soldiers were shocked and thoroughly enraged, charging forward with howls.

Seven or eight samurai swords slashed at Xiao Jingyu at the same time, blocking all his escape routes.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Jingyu immediately dismounted.

He wouldn't fight such close combat on horseback. He knew fifteen years ago that in street fighting, one is more agile on foot than on horseback.

The moment his feet touched the ground, the once domineering battle blade became agile and nimble, flying up and down in his hands.

With the first strike, he deflected a samurai sword that was aimed at his abdomen.

The second blow struck another Dongyi soldier's wrist with the back of the blade, the sound of bones shattering clearly audible.

The third slash, a diagonal upward motion, sliced ​​open the chest of an Eastern Yi soldier.

His movements were devoid of any fancy moves; every strike was a deadly attack, each one imbued with a deep-seated hatred.

The battle sword, which had been sealed away for fifteen years, seemed to be infused with a new soul at this moment, and every swing brought bloodshed and carnage.

At this moment, an Eastern Yi soldier launched a sneak attack from the side, slashing at Xiao Jingyu's back with his sword.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Xiao Jingyu suddenly turned to the side, the blade grazing his shoulder and only slicing off a few strands of his clothes.

At the same time, his sword swung upwards, piercing the abdomen of the Eastern Barbarian soldier.

Blood gushed out, and the man opened his mouth wide, trying to scream, but only a hoarse sound came from his throat, and his body slowly knelt down on the ground.

Another Dongyi soldier rushed forward, his samurai sword aimed straight at Xiao Jingyu's chest.

Instead of retreating, Xiao Jingyu advanced, dodging to the side as the blade grazed the man's clothes, while simultaneously slamming the hilt of his sword into the man's temple.

The man's vision went black, and the knife in his hand clattered to the ground. The next second, Xiao Jingyu's blade had already sliced ​​across his throat.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Twenty Dongyi soldiers fell one after another to Xiao Jingyu's blade.

They were beheaded, disemboweled, and some had their hearts pierced...

Although Xiao Jingyu's swordsmanship has declined considerably compared to fifteen years ago, it is still seasoned and steady.

He used every ounce of his strength on the blade; not a single cut was superfluous or wasted.

The last Dongyi soldier was cleaved in the shoulder by his blade, the edge lodged in the bone.

Xiao Jingyu kicked the man in the chest, pulled out the knife, and then with a backhand slash, chopped off his head.

The head rolled a few times on the ground and came to rest next to the corpse of a commoner from the Great Qian Dynasty. Its eyes were still open, and its face was frozen in a look of terror.

Xiao Jingyu stood amidst the pile of corpses, his battle sword dripping with blood.

All twenty Dongyi soldiers were killed.

He didn't stop, but instead mounted his horse and continued charging forward.

……

at the same time.

In the city center, Saki Musashi is leading his team to hunt down the Great Qian's city-guarding general.

He heard the shouts of battle coming from behind and saw his soldiers retreating like a receding tide, his brows furrowed.

He grabbed a fleeing soldier who was running past him and pulled him back.

"What are you guys doing?"

The routed soldier was deathly pale, his voice trembling: "General! A cavalry force is attacking from behind, wearing the uniforms of the Great Qian Dynasty! They've blocked the east gate, and we're caught in a pincer movement! Brothers, we can't hold on!"

Sasaki Musashi's face darkened, and he exclaimed in shock, "What happened? What happened to the reinforcements from Daqian...?"

He didn't expect the reinforcements from Daqian to arrive so quickly, and he certainly didn't expect to be surrounded from behind.

He was conquering Wanhu City smoothly and Ninghai City was also easily captured. He thought the Daqian soldiers were all useless, but this cavalry that suddenly appeared disrupted all his plans.

"retreat!"

He suddenly drew his sword and roared at the surrounding Dongyi soldiers.

"Everyone, follow me to the south gate and fight your way out, retreating back to Wanhu City!"

"General, the south gate... the south gate is also blocked!"

Saki Musashi's pupils contracted sharply. Without thinking, he shoved aside the fleeing soldier, mounted his horse, grabbed a sword in each hand, and charged toward the south gate.

"Those who don't want to die, come with me!"

Several hundred remaining Dongyi soldiers gritted their teeth and followed behind him like a pack of stray dogs, fleeing towards the south gate.

At this moment, Xiao Jingyu had already mounted his horse and led a troop of cavalry toward the south gate!