Mythical Three Kingdoms-Chapter 1653 - 1593: Behind a Glorious Reputation Lies No Mediocre Man

Chen Xi was silent, thinking that it made sense. When quality is lacking, pile up quantity. If one Legion Talent doesn't work, then two, if two don't work, then three. Even a Military Spirit Legion isn't invincible. Thinking of this, Chen Xi couldn't help but feel sorry for Ju Shou, as his Spiritual Talent could also stack.

But that being said, the past has already turned to smoke, and Chen Xi could only think of it. No matter how powerful he is now, some things cannot be reversed.

"What you said is quite reasonable, I am actually at a loss for words. But if you want to use these matters to remind me, you're still a bit off," Chen Xi said with a smile, "Lord Xuande's northward expedition is already set in stone, you will see it soon."

"Let's get past this hurdle first before we talk!" Zhou Yu laughed heartily, and in the next moment, the bowstring vibrated with a thunderous sound, as thousands of arrows shot in unison toward a single direction guided by the first Guided Arrow by Wen Pin.

Covering Zhou Yu, Chen Xi, and Cheng Pu's dangerously defined Legion Talent, the archers, with their spirits highly concentrated and morale pushed to an unbelievable height, unleashed each arrow with peak power at that moment.

Thousands of arrows, guided by the Guided Arrow, rained down in a blanket over the Northern Huns Guards charging at the front. In that moment, in the Northern Huns' frontal view, the sky was filled with tiny dots like locusts, slicing through the air with sharp sounds, bearing down on them.

Thousands of arrows covered most of the Hun Guard Corps, with gaps so tight not even a hand could pass through, rendering such an arrow barrage nearly fatal.

However, before Zhou Yu could chuckle, the Northern Huns, whirling their Long Spear and utilizing almost precognitive instincts, deflected nearly all the arrows in intervals of mere tenths and even hundredths of a second.

For the few arrows that truly couldn't be dodged or deflected, after Uloran activated their Military Spirit, the Northern Huns soldiers, dodging lethal points, withstood the arrows without even bleeding, easily withstanding this near-invincible arrow rain.

"Hehehe, truly terrifying," Zhou Yu's face turned briefly ashen before returning to normal, speaking with a composed demeanor, "Thankfully I didn't bet heavily on the archers. Turns out, even with unit counters existing, such an arrow rain has no effect on units that have surpassed certain limits!"

"Ahem, ahem, actually, your archers are mainly the problem. When Lord Xuande arrives, I'll show you my organized regiment of archers," Chen Xi coughed a few times, acknowledging that conventional forces hardly stood a chance against a Military Spirit Legion, let alone hurting them.

If not, how could Zhang Fei's fierce Legion Talent, imposed on the Elite Cavalry, withstand the conventional combat stance of the Northern Huns Guards without receiving praise from Xubo Cheng, who harbors deep hatred for the Han Dynasty? It must be known that praise from a mortal enemy is the highest honor of any era!

"I look forward to learning from you, Marquis Chen," Zhou Yu glanced at Chen Xi and said.

Waves of arrow rain swept over the Northern Huns Guards like walls, with each wave at the peak strength of Eastern Wu Soldiers, supported by three layers of Legion Talent.

Yet even so, after five waves of arrow rain, just as the white breath from the Northern Huns Guards' horses was about to reach the Elite Troops of Danyang led by Li Yan, the arrows recorded only single-digit achievements.

[The attributes of the Northern Huns Guards are overly versatile. Although without the obvious ultimate effects like Trap Formation, Vanguard, or Flying Bear, they perform more exaggeratedly than the other three types when dealing with non-same-level soldiers.] Chen Xi silently collected information on the Northern Huns Guards.

Zhou Yu, with a solemn face, commanded the flanking archers to attack with Longswords in stabbing strikes. Infantry held no advantage over Cavalry; if defense meant death, why not adopt a new tactic? Strongly attacking the flanks of the Miscellaneous Hun Cavalry under the cover of arrow rain might still create miracles.

After swatting away the last arrow at the front, Uloran Clan's horse charged angrily toward Li Yan's arranged Elite Troops of Danyang. Zhou Yu had already made a promise to these soldiers: if they died in battle, their families would be exempt from taxes for five years; if they survived, their ranks would be promoted by two grades!

Upon hearing this news, Chen Xi made a similar promise: Survivors of the battle would be rewarded with ten thousand; heavily wounded retirees, thirty thousand; for the deceased, if their children were under twelve, they'd receive three years of education; if over twelve, the family would be compensated eighty thousand.

The Elite Troops of Danyang had no worries about Zhou Yu and Chen Xi deceiving them. Their combat power stemmed from the close ties within the Danyang family's young and strong.

Because of this connection, they felt no fear, no matter how brutal the battlefield. As long as one Danyang Elite survived, no one would dare to embezzle the Danyang Troops' compensation and rewards.

Throughout Danyang, former soldiers, current troops stationed elsewhere, and future young members ready to become part of the Danyang troops would ensure officials fulfilled their promises, using their collective power, their four-hundred-year reputation as elites, and their Sword and Blade.

Given the significant promises granted by Chen Xi and Zhou Yu, the Danyang Troops, under Li Yan's command, exerted all their effort. With the augmentation of three layers of Legion Talent, they once again reached the Ultimate State.

These elite troops, praised for four hundred years, if lacking the depth would have long lost the name of 'Elite' over the ages. Northern Huns Guards, as early as three hundred years ago during the Han-Huns blood wars, had already confronted the Danyang Elites.

The Uloran Clan's horse instantly sensed something wrong upon colliding with the Elite Troops of Danyang's Great Shield. The speed of the charge, the combined man-and-horse technique, and battle strategy exploded with such force upon the horseshoe's impact on the Great Shield that it ought to shatter the shield, sending deadly fragments into the surrounding infantry and breaking the bones of the soldier who stood firm.

However, the force unleashed by the Uloran Clan's horse on stepping onto the Great Shield was withstood by the Danyang Troops. Yet, the impact caused the affected soldier and those around him to slightly bow into a concave formation.

At this moment, the still-forward-thrusting Elite Troops of Danyang swiftly stabbed with their Long Spears, and Uloran Clan swept with the Long Spear, the fierce force clearing the Elite Troops of Danyang's Long Spears and causing a burning sensation in the wrist.

With the aid of the sense that accompanies the Military Spirit, Uloran Clan sharply swung his Long Spear. A loud explosion echoed at the tip, and due to his previous exertion, Uloran's entire body wavered on horseback after receiving such a blow.

However, from the corner of his eye, he clearly saw the dark light that posed a danger, which, at the moment of deflection, effortlessly pierced a horse. Not far away, a soldier stood with a taut bow, and the still-vibrating bowstring finally made Uloran Clan realize what that ability was.

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