Tiantang City seemed to be emptier than before.
It seemed to have lost its former prosperity as well.
Even the chatter in the restaurants had lessened. Everyone was living in silence, quietly paying attention to the news from the frontlines!
But, in a certain dark place …
The gangsters who had wreaked havoc in the villages were dying in batches for some unknown reason.
Many of them seemed to have been killed by mystical beasts, but there were also many who had died by swords and sabers. The military's spies had almost all been released by the old marshal.
Previously, the old marshal's high status and authority had not been noticed, but this time around, he had hardened his heart.
"Anyone who bullies the families of the deployed generals, those who bullies the families of the fallen generals, those who bullies the families of the disabled generals … kill without mercy!"
When the old marshal had issued this order, his eyes had been bloodshot.
At the same time, His Majesty's secret guards and Old General Leng Daoyin's trusted subordinates were also doing the same. Yutang's punishment had also been reformulated to target this aspect.
Severe punishment!
Therefore, the Empire of Yutang's gangsters were in deep trouble. If they went out to collect some protection fees, their heads might just fly away …
…
This was going to be an extremely brutal tug-of-war!
As for Han Sanhe's Dongxuan Shadow Cavalry, they had always prided themselves as the strongest troop in the world. Encountering such a strong opponent as the Steel Cavalry, they would definitely retaliate fiercely!
It was difficult to judge who would emerge victorious in this battle.
Reinforcements were being deployed continuously, but all of the empire's higher-ups knew that only Tie Zheng's hundred-thousand-strong army could decide the outcome of the battle!
That was the real, and also the strongest power that he could bring out at the current stage!
"If the Nine Supremes Lords were still here …" Countless Yutang citizens were thinking silently.
If the Nine Supremes Lords were still here, Dongxuan's Shadow Cavalry would not have dared to let them out!
Then, how could such a precarious situation happen?
It had gradually become a trend in the Empire of Yutang. Whether it was restaurants, taverns, inns or shops, there was no one who did not sigh at the mention of this matter.
"If the Nine Supremes were still here, would the Shadow Cavalry dare come?"
"If the Nine Supremes were still here, even Han Sanhe wouldn't dare make a move!"
"If the Nine Supremes were still here …"
"That would be great!"
"The Fortress of Resilience seems to be not far from Tianxuan Cliff where the nine sirs perished …" Someone looked despondent. "I really want to pay my respects to the nine sirs …"
"What do you mean not far? Are you confused? Tianxuan Cliff is behind the Fortress of Resilience, in our country! "
"The Nine Lords were killed in the country?! How is that possible? "
"Sigh …"
On the fifteenth of July.
"Dongxuan's two hundred thousand troops, fall into formation and wage the final battle against my General Tie Zheng!"
"The battle is currently at a stalemate … Both sides have close to five hundred thousand soldiers fighting within three thousand miles of the Fortress of Resilience … There's no clear victor!"
"But our army suffered heavy casualties …"
The news from the frontlines flew in like pieces of paper …
The mood of Yutang's people grew heavier as well. Everyone's heart was in their throats.
The war continued to drag on …
It was the forty-fifth day of Tie Zheng's army's expedition.
Yun Yang walked out of his closed-door cultivation.
Now, the frontline was close to collapse.
After Yun Yang came out, he headed east alone without a second word.
A gust of wind rose in the sky.
A white cloud soared into the sky, and under the urging of the rapid wind, it slowly flew away!
The wind in Tiantang City grew stronger.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …
The old marshal looked up at Tiantang Square, at the Tiantang Dragon Flag that fluttered in the wind. He did not speak for a long time. This feeling was so familiar …
Once upon a time, when the wind blew, the clouds surged; when the clouds surged, the thunder rumbled; when the thunder rumbled, the earth dragon soared, the golden gleam shone, the waves rose, the wood shot into the sky, the fire blazed, and blood filled the sky!
Now, the wind was blowing again!
"It's a pity that the might of the Nine Supremes can hardly be seen again." The old marshal sighed with his arms behind his back, his expression bleak.
…
In front of the Fortress of Resilience.
The sounds of battle shook the heavens.
As the two armies fought, the arrows above their heads were like a thunderstorm, almost never stopping.
It was not hundreds or thousands of people, but tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of soldiers fighting.
Swoosh!
An arrow grazed past Tie Zheng's face. Tie Zheng's expression was stoic, his eyelids did not even blink.
He stood at a high point, wearing a shiny golden cloak and holding a twenty-five feet long spear. Beneath him was an extremely handsome Wind Seeker Crimson Flame Colt that was five feet long. He wore a golden helmet on his head and a long sword hung on his waist.
He stood high up on his horse, looking at the battlefield coldly.
As the marshal of the three armies, he knew that he should be in the marshal's tent. However, facing the frenzied attack of Han Sanhe's Dongxuan troop, he could only stand here.
He did not budge, dressed in the most eye-catching attire. He wanted all the soldiers who were fighting to see their marshal standing there like a majestic mountain as long as they turned their heads!
He was still standing there!
Even if the sky were to fall, their marshal would still be there!
Tens of thousands of soldiers were fighting in front of the two armies.
Right in front of them was an awe-inspiring cavalry; from the men to the horses, they were all black! Even in the battlefield that was filled with the sounds of battle, this troop was still as quiet as a block of ice on a high mountain.
Even the horses were quiet.
There was a formless oppressive air about them.
It was the calmness of those who had gone through life and death! They did not take the battle before them seriously at all.
In their eyes, there was no life or death, victory or defeat, only massacre!
There was a similar troop of cavalry in Yutang's army, their attire almost identical. The only difference between the Shadow Cavalry and the Steel Cavalry was that the Shadow Cavalry wore black clothes, black armor, black horses, black helmets, and black robes.
As for the Steel Cavalry, they only had a steel mask on top of the same attire. Only on this steel mask was there an emblem that could only be recognized by their own people!
Both sides glared at each other, there was nothing else in their eyes. All the life and death on the battlefield did not matter to them at this moment.
Tie Zheng stood proudly, his eyes brimming with murderous intent, his composure unwavering.
He was like a reef in the midst of a raging storm, observing everything on the battlefield coldly as he calmly deployed his troops, maximizing the effect of each troop in his hands.
Each time a new troop entered the battlefield, it was always at the enemy's weakest and weakest point. However, the enemy's immediate response often made him uncomfortable.
Every one of his gestures was resolute and decisive, and his posture was filled with elegance and confidence.
Each of the generals around him looked at him with reverence and fervor, executing his orders meticulously. They knew very well that not every troop could have such a marshal!
Not every marshal could be so flawless!
The marshal's calmness and steadiness were the reassurance of the troops.
As long as such a marshal is here, we will not lose!
Tie Zheng's expression was calm, but his heart was already frying. He knew that he could not hold on much longer. However, the enemy had yet to unleash his lethal attack.
Han Sanhe had not made a move since the beginning.
It was only the three generals under Tie Zheng's command who were engaged in battle. Even the twenty thousand Shadow Cavalry in front of him was not Han Sanhe's lethal attack!
He must have something else up his sleeve.
But where was his next move?
Tie Zheng's expression was calm but his mind was racing.
If the battle went on like this, it would only be a battle of attrition. However, he could not afford to do so. Tie Zheng knew very well that all of his reinforcements had arrived.
The nation would not give him any more support from now on!
In spite of this, the enemy's reinforcements were endless!
Behind him was the Fortress of Resilience. If the Fortress of Resilience had never been breached and he defended the fort, he was confident that he could repel Han Sanhe outside the fort even if he attacked with the entire nation's strength.
At the very least, he could perish together with the enemy.
However, the enemy had breached the Fortress of Resilience and destroyed it completely. When he led his army over, the enemy had retreated out of the Fortress of Resilience immediately.
Under such circumstances, Tie Zheng would never dare defend the Fortress of Resilience even if he was filled with courage.
He could only confront the enemy on a field outside the Fortress of Resilience.
Who knew what malicious setup the enemy had made after breaching the Fortress of Resilience? Even if there was no setup, the walls of the Fortress of Resilience had collapsed; how could he even defend the fort?
The enemy had come to attack, but he had forced himself into the same situation as the enemy.
There were thirty thousand Steel Cavalry behind Tie Zheng. From the beginning to the end, no matter how dangerous the situation was, he had not mobilized these thirty thousand Steel Cavalry. They would eat the best food and stay the best accommodation!
If the battle were to deteriorate, these thirty thousand Steel Cavalry would be his last trump card.
"Woo woo …"
The dull sound of a horn rang in the enemy's camp.
A black torrent slowly moved, from slow to fast, gradually forming a sharp whistling sound. The uniform galloping was like a bell ringing one's soul.
The moment the enemy's horn rang, Tie Zheng waved his hand without hesitation. The war drums sounded at the same time; five thousand Steel Cavalry moved in unison behind the military formation.
On the battlefield, both troops were like raging black dragons, galloping silently towards each other. Not a single person from the two armies let out a hoarse roar like that!
Not even a grunt could be heard.
They charged forward in silence, their eyes filled with a frenzied will to fight and a reckless murderous intent.
The two troops of cavalry that were like raging dragons collided with a loud bang amidst the silence.
At that moment, Tie Zheng, who was on one side, and Dongxuan's general who was watching the battle from a high vantage point narrowed their eyes.
Waves of blood rose into the air.
Elite against elite!
The Shadow Cavalry was expressionless, ignoring their comrades who fell off their steeds one after another. They held their weapons in their hands, attacking and charging forward in a frenzy. Every member of the Steel Cavalry wore an iron mask and remained silent as well.
This was a battlefield. Everything was decided by weapons. Life and death were the deciding factor.
Swoosh, swoosh …
The leader of Yutang's Steel Cavalry was Wu Jundao, the assistant commander of the Steel Cavalry. The steel spear in his hand shot out like raindrops, glimmering like stars as black silhouettes were picked up and dropped. His warhorse did not stop for a moment as he led his subordinates, charging into the enemy's base like a sharp knife.
The enemy followed the same strategy, charging straight into the Steel Cavalry's camp. Other than the sound of weapons clashing, everything was silent. Both sides were advancing.
Both sides were dying.
Bang!
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