My name is Wei Qing, and I want to fight the Xiongnu.

Que Jiafu knew that even if Wei Qing failed and couldn't get into the Imperial Academy, he wouldn't die!

If the Han Dynasty continues to fail to cherish such a genius and instead turns a blind eye to his talent, allowing him to kill her in revenge, then the time when the Xiongnu holy race will fully invade the human world will not be long.

A dynasty that stifles genius will not last long.

A race that destroys geniuses doesn't deserve to exist!

On the battlefield of martial arts practice, even the two supervisors, Ying and Ji, were shocked.

However, they knew they hadn't lost yet; on the contrary, they were already certain of victory!

Can you dodge one wave of arrows, or two, three, or even a dozen?

Neither being in a desperate situation nor calculating the mental strain of your soldiers' evasion is enough to sustain you in a protracted war.

Everyone can see that as long as we stall for time, the outcome is obvious!

After figuring it out, there was no more hesitation. The two military spirits led nearly 30,000 soldiers, firing longbows and crossbows in continuous volleys.

We don't need to severely damage the Han army; we just want to stall them!

Hold them off. As long as we can hold them off until Wei Qing can't hold on any longer, until the fighting spirit of the army dissipates under the pressure of having their backs to the wall, victory will be within our grasp.

However, they may have forgotten that the requirement for this martial arts competition was to instantly kill Wei Qing... and now they have completely failed.

Liu Yangxin's hands were twisting together repeatedly, changing positions dozens of times, her eyes filled with anxiety.

The more outstanding Wei Qing's performance, the more nervous and fearful she became.

Because at this point, both Liu Shao and Que Jiafu still believed that Wei Qing was in dire straits and had no chance of turning the tide.

Is the "back-to-the-river" tactic, as everyone says, merely a suicide tactic used in desperate situations?

No, that won't happen!

This is the battle strategy written by that man, a man even praised by His Majesty the Great-Grandfather.

Moreover, Zhou Yafu also said that the military strategy itself was not the problem; it must be that those people had not grasped its essence.

Once you grasp the essence, you can still turn defeat into victory even in the most desperate situations!

Wei Qing, you can definitely do it, right?

In a pavilion deep within the Imperial Academy, Xiahou Ying watched the situation on the martial arts battlefield, his eyes filled with boundless anticipation.

Since you've resorted to a desperate tactic in this dire situation, you must be confident of turning defeat into victory.

Although I never saw it myself, Lao Cao personally witnessed how Han Xin used this battle tactic, with the military spirit that possessed the strength of the sun and moon, to suppress and kill the King of Zhao, whose body was as powerful as the sun, moon, and stars.

Come on, show the world what a world of geniuses truly is.

On the battlefield, Wei Qing saw the continuous stream of arrows and guessed the enemy's intentions.

Are you trying to drag me to my death?

It's really ironic. Four hundred years have passed, and no one has told you that the most important thing to do when you're in a desperate situation is to hold off your opponent?

Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Battle with No Retreat (The End)

The arrows rained down and reached the sky above the Han army's spirit in an instant.

The frenzied and dense barrage of arrows brought the number of arrows to a point where they were unavoidable.

Even as a bystander, witnessing such a scene would likely evoke a sense of despair.

However, Han Junhun merely bowed slightly, twisting his spear gently, and charged into the rain of arrows without hesitation.

The battlefield seemed poised to transform into a living hell at any moment.

And that second felt so long.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The second round of arrow rain is approaching.

Under a dense barrage of arrows, the Han army, like blooming flowers, moved back and forth in a beautifully varied formation.

Finally, some soldiers in the Han army failed to dodge and fell during the charge, struck in the chest by an arrow.

Then the second, the third...

As the second batch of arrows fell, the third batch also traced a curve, arriving one after another over the Han army's skies.

Is the large-scale harvesting about to begin? Or should it have started long ago?

To be able to sustain this long in a desperate situation is truly remarkable.

Just when everyone thought that the Han army would not be able to hold out and would suffer heavy casualties, two fiery red shields suddenly appeared in front of the Han army's spirit!

No, that's not a shield, it's more like a halo.

Junhun's spear moved rapidly between his hands, forming two impenetrable shields that protected most of the Han army below.

Under the protection of the Han army's spirit of advancement, the Han army changed its previous evasive marching method and concentrated together to charge towards the Ying and Ji armies at full speed in a straight line.

Is it still possible to do this?

"Where exactly is his limit?"

"I even have a feeling that he can win. Am I crazy?"

Even Cao Cao narrowed his eyes, wondering if they could really win.

It's difficult. Even if we manage to fight our way to those two legions, what then?

Even if being in a desperate situation can enhance your combat power, you still can't fight two opponents at once, let alone when the enemy's forces are three times your size.

The reason the opponent chooses to create distance and wear down their opponent is not because they can't win without using this tactic, but simply because winning wouldn't be as elegant.

The fact that he didn't win convincingly meant that Wei Qing's performance in military command was not low. Furthermore, given his experience in discussing military strategy, there was no reason to prevent him from entering the Imperial Academy.

But it's still far from enough to win this martial arts competition.

Unless his forces are three times his size, and both commanders are not only capable of summoning the spirit of their troops but are also highly experienced in command, possibly even seasoned generals who have fought countless battles on the frontier, his nine thousand infantrymen simply have no chance of defeating the enemy...

Nine thousand infantrymen? It seems I've overlooked something.

That's not right. Nine thousand infantrymen only account for ninety percent of the resources. What kind of military equipment was the other ten percent exchanged for?

Or perhaps another army?

But why can't they be found anywhere in the entire training ground?

Cao Cao finally realized that something was wrong!

Does Wei Qing have a trump card up his sleeve, planning to turn the tide at a crucial moment?

If this is true... then he's a complete madman!

On the battlefield, the second wave of arrows completely covered the ground, and the third wave of arrows came again...

"how is this possible?"

"They've really fought their way out!"

"To actually attack in this way, it's simply divine!"

As the nobles and students marveled, the Han army finally appeared before the Ying and Ji armies.

The spear in Han Junhun's hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, thrusting straight at his opponent.

By this time, both the abbots, Ying and Ji, knew that it was no longer possible to regain their dignity.

Then let's face it head-on, I don't believe you can hold out for long!

Casting aside illusions, the two legions, protected and empowered by their military spirit, finally charged towards the onrushing Han legion.

The two sides instantly clashed, with the two military spirits launching fierce attacks on the Han army.

For Ying and Ji, whether the abbot bullies the weak or the many, they must win this martial arts competition!

Despite being outnumbered and facing a desperate situation, the Han army demonstrated exceptional combat prowess and managed to avoid being overwhelmed in a short period of time.

By this point, the students in those command departments had to admit that the "back-to-the-river" strategy wasn't as bad as people said.

At least in this battle, the boost it provided allowed the Han army, which was at a significant disadvantage, to hold on until now.

Next, besides the battle between the military spirits, we'll have to see how the legion commanders handle the intense fighting. Can Wei Qing really hold them off?

Reality tells everyone, of course!

Wei Qing continuously directed the Han army to tear apart the enemy's formation, creating situations where they outnumbered the enemy in small areas.

Despite having a three-fold numerical advantage, the Ying and Ji legions were surprisingly being overwhelmed by the Han legion, creating a bizarre situation.

genius!

A true prodigy!

As Quejiafu watched the battle between the legions, she inwardly exclaimed "genius!" and her killing intent towards Wei Qing intensified: He must die! He absolutely must die!

Even though he is still very weak now, as long as he is given time and the opportunity to grow, he will surely become the most difficult barrier for the Hunnic Holy Clan to overcome when invading the human world.

Cao Ying's mouth dropped open in disbelief. He couldn't believe that such a genius was once his slave, and that he himself had freed him from slavery.

Is this reasonable?

This is utterly unreasonable!

You used to be my slave, now I'm your brother!

Although they lost this martial arts competition, they still earned honor.

Even if I lose, I will definitely be able to enter the Imperial Academy.

Cao Ying even decided that if Lü Kuang dared to refuse, he would go to Empress Lü to complain.

If Empress Lü still favors Lü Kuang, then I'll just take the Pingyang Marquis's mansion and surrender to the Prince of Dai!

Yes, even at this point, no one believed that Wei Qing could win, because the weakness in terms of troop strength had gradually become apparent with the continuous fighting.

Even if the Han army can fight two against one, the enemy's three times the strength can still wear you down.

As the Han army suffered continuous casualties, the strength of the Han army's spirit also declined again and again.