Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 389 - 387 Directly charge into the Central Army
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When the heartless cannon exploded, it sounded like celestial thunder. Such a huge noise startled not only the horses but also Zhao Jiang and his company at the rear, causing them to look over in unison.
The eighty thousand cavalry that had been dispatched were thrown into complete chaos in just a few breaths of time.
Dust billowed, and soil splattered, while those who couldn’t dodge in time were left mangled on the spot.
Under the rain of arrows from behind, the casualties were even more severe.
Just as Zhao Jiang was caught off guard.
Thud thud thud——
The ground started to shake.
Drums beat from the opposite side.
The enemy cavalry charged into the already chaotic allied cavalry, killing all along the way, then charged straight towards the main army.
"Charge!"
"Kill!"
"Anyone who takes King Yan’s head will be rewarded with a hundred thousand!"
Chen Mo, wielding Tianwen, fiercely swung, and a horrifying Sword Qi swept out from Tianwen, slaying the men and horses in his way, with his eyes firmly locked on the cavalry leader Han Yong, his gaze filled with Killing Intent.
Jiang Ruoqing, not to be outdone by men, would slay an enemy soldier from horseback with each burst of True Qi.
"Hey, where do you think you’re going!"
The Snow Dragon Steed charged forward to Han Yong, and seeing him showing signs of retreating, Chen Mo’s gaze turned icy, followed by a leaping strike with his longsword aimed at Han Yong’s head.
Han Yong raised his spear with both hands to block.
Clang clang——
After two crisp sounds, Han Yong’s warhorse, unable to bear the strain, buckled on its front legs, causing Han Yong to tumble awkwardly to the ground, quickly surrounded by Chen Mo’s cavalry.
"All of you step aside, let me handle this."
Chen Mo sensed that Han Yong’s aura was unusual, allowing the others to engage might capture him with sheer numbers, but it would only add unnecessary casualties.
Chen Mo did not want to see this.
Besides, in close combat within the Great Song Dynasty, he was second to none.
He swiftly approached Han Yong.
Since he intended to continue charging, he didn’t plan to drag out the fight, seeking a quick resolution.
Hence, Heaven and Earth Lose Color, the Red Dragon Demon Arm, the Ancient Heavy Pupils, and the ever-utilized Fighting Saint Body were all unleashed.
As a First Grade Martial Artist, Han Yong’s response was no less swift, even rapid.
After falling from his horse, he swiftly rolled and rose, raising his spear to meet Chen Mo.
But an astonishing event occurred.
The spear he was using, an Earth Tier Treasure, was actually cut in half by Chen Mo.
Han Yong was shocked beyond words.
Yet before he could think further, he noticed the world before his eyes change, turning black and white, his movements becoming unbearably slow.
In a contest between experts, victory is decided in milliseconds; with decreased speed, death was all that awaited him.
In the blink of an eye.
A round head flew from Han Yong’s neck.
Han Yong’s men saw that his head was gone.
They were scared out of their wits, trembling, "Han... General is... is dead."
"What?! The General is dead."
With Han Yong’s death, the already disordered enemy cavalry scattered like headless flies, exposing their backs to Chen Mo’s cavalry.
Thus began a massacre.
The cavalry led by Chen Mo charged towards the main forces of the Alliance Leader like a hot knife through butter.
"Follow me to kill!"
Chen Mo fought covered in blood, his eyes numb, angrily shouting as he wielded his sword.
As for the enemy soldiers who had dismounted, they promptly became souls crushed below the hooves.
Along with the cavalry charge, Li Yang and Dai Xishan pursued the remaining ninety thousand infantry, intending to tear open a gap under the cavalry’s lead.
And due to the chaos of the allied cavalry, when Chen Mo led the charge, the first thought of these scattered allied cavalry was to retreat.
But with Chen Mo’s army in pursuit, these allied cavalry instead became part of Chen Mo’s main forces.
Under the cavalry’s charge, the infantry couldn’t withstand it at all, and their own comrades forcefully broke through the front lines of the allied forces.
"Anyone who takes the head of King Yan will be rewarded with a hundred thousand!"
"Kill!"
"Charge with me!"
On the battlefield, the cries of killing continued.
"Alliance Leader, we can’t let them come over any further, or the entire Central Army will be thrown into chaos. If the enemy follows our people inside, it will turn into a brawl, with unimaginable consequences," Liu Yi said.
Zhao Jiang’s face was gloomy, the death of his trusted general Han Yong pained him deeply, despite being a First Grade Martial Artist, he barely lasted three rounds against Chen Mo, and now his army’s formation faced the threat of disarray.
However, at this moment, he had no time to think further; he must make decisive decisions, shouting, "Order the frontline cavalry to stop retreating and counterattack on the spot.
The archery units, get ready to shoot anyone who dares to approach."
"Ah..."
Hearing this, the many lords were shaken, for they were their own men.
"Yes."
...
"Kill, drive them all over there." Naturally, Chen Mo wouldn’t let his men recklessly confront the enemy archers, so he chased all the defeated enemy cavalry over.
And the result was as Chen Mo had wished.
In such chaos, these enemy cavalry had long become headless flies, unable to respond quickly enough to counterattack on the spot. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
But just then, their own arrow rain covered them, ordering them to counterattack on the spot.
Some listened and counterattacked on the spot.
Some didn’t, continuing to recklessly charge forward.
Having activated the Ancient Heavy Pupils, Chen Mo easily noticed that many continued to run recklessly, so he immediately shouted, "Charge to the right!"
"Charge to the right, quick——"
"Change formation, charge to the right."
"..."
The personal soldiers following Chen Mo echoed his words and passed them down continuously.
The cavalry turned, charging at the enemy’s frontline troops who had already broken through the gap.
"Kill——"
"Charge!"
Chen Mo struck down with his sword, and fierce Sword Qi ravaged forth from within, slicing the shield-bearing soldiers in half, shield and all.
And with the defeated soldiers serving as a human shield, Chen Mo had no concerns about the enemy’s sharp arrows reaching his men.
"Stop, form up defens..." An enemy general didn’t even finish his sentence before being knocked away by Chen Mo’s cavalry.
Chen Mo slightly reined in his horse, paused for a moment, then said, "Change formation, charge to the left."
"Anyone who takes the rebel’s head will be rewarded with ten thousand."
"Anyone who takes the old thief’s head will be rewarded with a hundred thousand."
"Kill for me!"
Chen Mo’s words stirred the soldiers’ blood, making it boil, as they eyed the Eighteen Lords in the Central Army, their eyes filled with fervor.
"Stop them, stop them."
The enemy was alarmed.
However, under the iron hoofs, unless they set up obstacles in advance or used their flesh to block, it was no different than striking a stone with an egg.
Soon, the front lines were completely breached.
Seeing the enemy’s Central Army raise their Great Banner again, Chen Mo raised the Tianwen in his hand, then fiercely pointed forward, shouting sharply, "At my command, charge straight into the Central Army!"
"Charge straight into the Central Army!"
"Charge straight into the Central Army!"
The shout resounded like thunder!
