Mythical Three Kingdoms-Chapter 1739 - 1643: The Source of Confidence (Part 2)

In this situation where the opposing side is charging forward, only one-tenth of thousands of arrows fell into empty spaces, while the rest were mostly shot toward the opposing cavalry. Even though the Hun Elite Cavalry possesses astonishing tactical skills, under such circumstances, a mere long spear can’t deflect all the arrows, and immediately many Hun Elite Cavalry were hit by multiple arrows.

"An incredible accuracy." Chen Xi exclaimed.

"Useless, the will of the Hun Elite Cavalry is terrifying. Many soldiers hit directly in the front have already been severely injured and are dying, some even dead, yet they still hold on without falling off their horses, probably paving the way for the elite cavalry behind them." Zhou Yu said gravely.

"Charge!" Kun Wan had already made up his mind before, so he was not swayed by what he saw. All the elite cavalry followed his command and frantically retaliated against the Han Army. Three waves of arrow rain showed the difference between the sides.

As Eastern Wu Archers, who can shoot while evading, they indeed hold an absolute advantage in long-range attacks. But as Zhou Yu said, it’s basically useless. Those Hun Elite Cavalry at the forefront were almost riddled with arrows but still gripped the reins tightly. Few truly fell off.

As for the warhorses, relying on vitality far stronger than humans, there were few horses that collapsed from the arrows shot in such a short time.

In this scenario, the opponent’s charge into the main formation seemed inevitable, as the Danyang elite troops and Northern Huns elites tangled together, neither side able to break free. Li Yan wanted to maneuver part of the forces to resist but was firmly held back by the Northern Huns’ vanguard.

"You wouldn’t have no solutions now, would you?" Chen Xi asked seeing Zhou Yu not acting yet.

"At this point, what more do you want?" Zhou Yu said speechlessly, "Keep fighting, the next phase is a war of attrition."

Meanwhile, the cloud qi that was faintly visible in the sky suddenly spread out and slid towards the surroundings. Countless soldiers felt the return of physical strength and attached defense, even the bleeding wounds forcibly suppressed.

"Hold the main formation!" Zhou Yu personally stood on the frame and commanded, but immediately two arrows flew towards him, which Zhou Yu easily deflected.

"Spiritual Talent?" Kun Wan licked his lips, surprised at such a big catch.

"Kill!" Kun Wan restrained his expression and then shouted, not participating in the fight yet, as it wasn’t time for him to show his hand; he had to hold out until the opponent was on the verge.

Only at that moment could he charge into the opponent’s main formation in one go and strike them into defeat.

Following Kun Wan’s roar, the cloud qi representing the Northern Huns in the sky also suddenly began to deplete, all weapons infused with the offensive effects of cloud qi. Though not as exquisite as Zhou Yu’s formation, it spoke volumes.

Upon discovering this, Zhou Yu immediately stood up and began commanding the army personally. Under Zhou Yu’s orders, much of the Danyang elite troops were quickly freed, but by then the Northern Huns Elite Cavalry had already successfully disrupted the left wing, poised to penetrate the formation further.

Zhou Yu didn’t even glance at that side, instead redirecting the Danyang elite troops to assist Cheng Pu in defending the right wing against the Hun Elite Cavalry, and with this reinforcement, the Han Army, already fighting with notable composure against the Hun Elite Cavalry, seized the opportunity to push the Hun Elite Cavalry back a bit.

At the same time, Zhou Yu seized the moment, moving himself and others of the central army to the rear-right side and reallocating forces from the rear and vanguard, compressing the left wing’s manpower.

Thus, the previous phalanx transformed under Zhou Yu’s maneuvering into a trapezoid with a wider rear and narrower front, instantly reducing the perimeter, requiring fewer troops to invest in defense.

"This situation isn’t good." Chen Xi said gravely, "Gongjin, honestly, how long can you hold? I’ve seen you change formation from the start."

"Relax, our safety is not in question; I’m just testing if we can break through without relying on outsiders." Zhou Yu answered Chen Xi while reallocating troops, compressing the vanguard further until nearly the whole large vanguard was squeezed into the defensive circle.

"That’s good then." Chen Xi composed himself, confident in Zhou Yu’s ability to break through without external aid, believing Zhou Yu has a definite plan. His earlier worries subsided, remembering his prior regret.

Honestly, this was Chen Xi’s second time truly realizing danger, the first brought by Xu You, but that was so swift he barely reacted, whereas this time, the Hun Elite Cavalry’s advance pressed gradually, palpable pressure.

If Zhou Yu wasn’t nearby, Chen Xi might not be able to maintain his calm demeanor now, trusting other’s abilities sometimes excessively over his own.

This time, Chen Xi deeply believes in Zhou Yu and Jia Xu, trusting their capabilities, confident even in a situation of crisis, they could manage.

In fact, Zhou Yu had been observing Chen Xi, fully aware the situation wasn’t nearly as stable as he claimed. Once the vanguard compressed, the Hun Elite Cavalry freed up to fully attack the Han Army.

Such strength, even as Zhou Yu successively compressed defenses, reducing engaged personnel to around five hundred, increased pressure, but Chen Xi remained unflustered.

Frankly, if Chen Xi wasn’t present, Zhou Yu would likely consider how to retreat rather than trying to break through without external aid.

Which is to say, their current confidence entirely relied on each other, perhaps merely avoiding losing face before peers.

"So long as your reinforcements arrive within an hour, I absolutely have no issue!" Zhou Yu turned to Chen Xi, saying he hadn’t sensed other spiritual talents or legion talents within his spiritual talent’s detection range.

"As long as they don’t miss each other, it’s definitely enough." Chen Xi calculated the time silently; even without sending word to Liu Bei, once Jia Xu and Huyan Chu clashed and Zhao Yun got orders for aid after resting.

Factor in Chen Xi’s return journey, Zhao Yun had enough chances to run past, but knowing Jia Xu, he’d likely give Zhao Yun a rough range, though broad realistically, yet with the White Horse’s speed dispersing to search, definitely possible to find, no worry.

Indeed, Chen Xi’s estimation proved correct; Zhao Yun was currently searching with over five thousand White Horse Soldiers left under his command, divided into groups of five hundred led by Decurions to find the battlefield.

The tricky part was Zhao Yun initially had a distance gap of over two hundred li from Chen Xi, though afterward, charging westward over a hundred li following Jia Xu’s estimated range, while Chen Xi fled east upon being pursued by the Huns, still leaving eighty to ninety li distance.

This distance, considering ordinary scout cavalry’s thirty-li range, nearly impossible to locate the battlefield, so at this point, Zhao Yun was indeed anxious, as the situation involved Chen Xi, compelling urgency.

Zhao Yun, riding the Night Illuminating Jade Lion, anxiously circled on the spot, over five thousand White Horse Soldiers had entirely spread out to search, but Zhao Yun himself couldn’t calm his mind.

"Zilong, Marquis Chen is favored by heaven; your worry isn’t helpful." Ma Yunlu saw Zhao Yun’s anxious mood and tried to comfort him.

"No, I’m rather restless. Honestly, over the years, I’ve rarely felt this way." Zhao Yun said somewhat hastily.

"Eh..." At that moment, Lyu Qiling suddenly looked westward with surprise.

"What’s up, Qiling?" Ma Yunlu turned to ask.

"Maybe my eyes were playing tricks; just now I saw a small point fly up and then fall back down there." Lyu Qiling smiled.

Nearly a hundred li away, the small point first appeared at the horizon, then fell again, though Lyu Qiling didn’t understand mathematics, at such a distance, that rise and fall covered nearly a hundred zhang within a moment, how could anything move so quickly?