Seeing that the rhythm of the attack had been disrupted, the ashen-faced Bluemoon brandished her sword and shouted, "Fire!"
The archers surrounding the giant pit no longer took turns to shoot. Instead, they concentrated their arrows and fired in unison. They drew their bows and fired in unison, continuously defeating the long line of attacks that rushed up.
The giant pit was like a huge cauldron, and the men were like ants in the cauldron. The powerful offensive power of the Transcendence Bows, coupled with the defensive arts of the people below, sent the people in the cauldron tumbling like ants. The scene was extremely tragic.
"Hear my command, vanguard charge! Rearguard, Transcendence Bows fire!" Ximen Wuye shouted as he invoked his arts.
The people at the front continued to charge forward without fear of death. The people at the back suddenly abandoned their shields and picked up their Mage Breaker Bows. Instantaneous Meteor Arrows shot out in all directions, immediately messing up the people who were attacking the cauldron. This gave the people at the front a good opportunity to get close to the cauldron.
The valiant combat qualities of the imperial guards were on full display at this moment. In such a chaotic situation, the command structure quickly formed, consciously following the orders of the highest-ranking member of the team.
Seeing that there weren't many imperial guards left and that they were about to reach, Bluemoon didn't think twice and decided to fight head-on. She waved her sword and shouted, "Suppress the firing points! Rear, charge! "
The reserve troops in the rear of the firing camp immediately rushed out. Their cries of battle shook the heavens as they charged into the cauldron from all directions, clashing with the imperial guards in close combat. The archers surrounding the cauldron quickly gave up on firing at the imperial guards and changed their target to the rear, suppressing the enemy's Transcendence Bows.
The group of Evil Spirits had already retreated far away. They had never seen such a reckless and frightening way of fighting.
Standing beside Bluemoon, Charcoal's expression twitched. He glanced at her from time to time and realized that this woman was too crazy. She didn't win when it was easy to win. She was purposely using people's lives to make up for it!
Bluemoon's expression was cold as she stared at the situation on the battlefield.
Seeing the number of casualties in Miao Yi's personal army rapidly increasing, Charcoal couldn't help but say, "What if you lose if you keep doing this? Let's see how you explain this to His Highness! "
Bluemoon said with a tense expression, "The enemy only has a million soldiers left at most. I refuse to believe my four or five million men can't defeat them!" But then he said in a deep voice, "Inform the evil spirits to get ready. If the situation on our side is not good, ask them to help immediately!"
Charcoal was enraged, "Since you have such worries, why risk the lives of His Royal Highness's personal guards?"
Bluemoon turned back all of a sudden. "Disobeying orders on the battlefield, do you think I don't dare kill you?"
"..." Charcoal was speechless. He glanced at Bluemoon's guards who could enforce the law at any time and cursed inwardly. He then turned back to summon the evil spirits to make preparations.
The aerial battle had ended with an absolute advantage, but Bluemoon didn't allow them to rejoin the battle. Instead, she ordered them to scatter around the pit or in the air above it and prepare to shoot any deserters with their magic destruction bows. No one was allowed to escape!
At Bluemoon's command, the archers around the pit rushed into the pit once more, pouring in close to a million men to support the vanguard.
The sounds of killing reverberated between heaven and earth for a long time.
The encirclement gradually shrank, and the range of the imperial guard's charge also shrank. This also meant that the pressure from all directions was growing greater and greater.
When Ximen Wuye's tens of thousands of men were squeezed into a single point at the center, Bluemoon issued another order, and the archers on their flying mounts charged into the air.
Ximen Wuye looked up and roared in despair, "Ah!"
Streaks of light rained down from above, shooting toward the encirclement at the center.
Ximen Wuye's guards charged over with their shields raised, and a thousand of them piled up on Ximen Wuye.
With just one wave of attacks, the encirclement in the middle was completely defeated.
"Kill!" The encirclement was like a gale blowing through straws, wiping out the survivors in a flurry of attacks.
Pushing aside the flesh, Ximen Wuye climbed out of the pile of corpses. His entire body was a bloody mess, and his appearance was no longer recognizable. Only his eyes were scanning the surroundings, but there was no living person in sight. Not a single one of his subordinates was alive. This was all because of a momentary lapse in command.
In truth, the entire cauldron was filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The precipitated blood couldn't sink quickly, and the insides of the cauldron were like a sanguine paste.
Everyone knew that this was the enemy commander, and Bluemoon also knew that he was the deputy commander of the imperial guard. Capturing him alive would shake the imperial guard's morale, so she issued the order to capture him!
Someone below shouted, "Surrender!"
"Surrender!"
"Surrender!"
Bluemoon's men let out a tsunami-like roar as they brandished their weapons at Ximen Wuye, who was standing on a pile of corpses.
Ximen Wuye sensed the urgent summoning of the starbell from his storage bracelet. He raised his blade and slit his own neck cleanly. A spray of fresh blood gushed out, silencing the shouts in the surroundings.
Standing on a pile of corpses, his body fell down regretfully, refusing to surrender even in death …
The battlefield was quickly cleaned up and the casualties were accounted for. The strength of this imperial guard force made Bluemoon's cold expression unable to melt.
In the final battle, the imperial guard force had only suffered one million casualties. She had invested four to five million men in the charge, but the enemy had killed nearly three million of them. Adding to the previous losses, she had lost three million of the five million men she had brought with her, and that didn't include the injured. After all, the men she had brought were all the Prince's personal guards, the elites of the southern army.
But what she didn't know was that in order to ensure the success of the assassination of Miao Yi, Ximen Wuye had also brought the elites of the elites of the imperial guard force.
Total annihilation! The battle was won, but Miao Yi, who was in the study, slammed the table in anger when he heard the battle report and paced back and forth in the room.
Beside him, Yang Zhaoqing asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"
Miao Yi said angrily, "She had the advantage of time, place, and manpower. With Charcoal leading the Evil Spirits to control the evil energy, she could completely take the initiative. The ambush could not last long in the midst of the evil energy. This Prince had already hinted to her that she could lure the enemy troops out. When the enemy advances, we retreat. When the enemy stops, we harass them. By repeatedly using the evil energy to wear them down, we can easily win. Giving her one million men was enough. To be on the safe side, this Prince gave her five million men! Who would have thought that this woman would be so eager to win that she gave up her advantage. She didn't use the evil energy to help her, and actually used five million men to fight the imperial guard force of ten million. She lost three million of my elites! Lunatic! Lunatic! This Prince should have seen it from the Black Dragon Swamp. This woman likes to take risks in battle. She shouldn't have been the commander for this battle. Long Xin should have been the one to carry it out! "
Yang Zhaoqing frowned and said, "Bluemoon isn't stupid. I can guess that Your Highness isn't afraid of having too many men, but too few. This is the time when you need a large number of men. Losing so many elite troops at once … Is there something else going on?"
As Miao Yi's trusted Chief Steward, it was easy to see the effect of putting in a word for him. This was why so many concubines in the residence wanted to curry favor with him.
Miao Yi calmed down a little after hearing his words. He took out the Star Bell and questioned Bluemoon, 'This Prince had already warned you. Why did you fight so recklessly?'
Bluemoon said, 'When I was demoted, the imperial guard force was not as famous as it is now. Now that the imperial guard force has shaken the world, I have long wanted to test their strength! Since Your Highness wants to do something big, how can the Imperial Army not fight a tough battle? After this battle, Your Highness's personal army will no longer be afraid of the Imperial Guard Force! Since Your Highness has made me the Left Supervisor of your personal army, I will naturally make it my responsibility to forge your personal army!
Five million troops fighting head-on to defeat ten million imperial guards! ' Miao Yi fell silent after hearing this. He thought about the impact this matter would have on his personal army, then slowly walked back to the table and sat down. Logically speaking, Bluemoon should have informed him in advance if she had such an idea. However, after thinking about it for a while, he understood that using the lives of his subordinates to fill the gap wasn't something he should say.
Not a single one of the ten million imperial guards would be spared. As for the old subordinates he had planted among them … Miao Yi looked up to the sky and sighed, "Women are all shameless! Go back and carefully select a thousand men. Let her choose the best ones and marry her as soon as possible! "
"..." Yang Zhaoqing was dumbfounded. 'What does he mean?'
Deep in the courtyard, there were fallen leaves and dried yellow soil.
In the pavilion, Defeating Armies slowly put down the Star Bell in his hand and sneered, "Ximen, oh Ximen. You are indeed the eternal sinner of the imperial guard force!" As he said this, he slowly closed his eyes, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
There were quite a few old men in the imperial guard force who had followed him in the uprising all those years ago. After not being able to contact them for so long, Miao Yi could already guess Ximen Wuye's fate.
Inside a large courtyard on King Cheng Planet, Cheng Taize had specially allocated a place for the imperial guard force to use as a command center.
Inside the main hall, Qu Changtian sat silently. The two rows of generals standing below him were constantly ringing the Star Bells in their hands. They were all trying to contact Ximen Wuye's men.
At this point, there was no need to hide some things from the people around him.
After a long time, when everyone had put down their Star Bells, no one said a word.
Qu Changtian sighed, "It seems like the entire army has been wiped out."
However, one of the generals below him said in a deep voice, "They dared to use five million troops to fight against my elite army of ten million. Is Niu Youde's personal army really this strong?"
Someone replied softly, "On the battlefield, it's easy to make a mistake when the situation isn't clear. Who hasn't made a mistake before?" He was Ximen Wuye's former subordinate.
Everyone frowned. Ximen Wuye was the deputy commander of the Left Supervisory Guard alongside Qu Changtian. It was one thing for him to die in battle, but to die in battle when they had the absolute advantage in numbers. How could they accept this?
After closing his eyes in silence for a long time, Qu Changtian let out a sigh and picked up the Star Bell to make his report.
In the Celestial Palace's Hall of Stars, Shangguan Qing put away the Star Bell and said with difficulty, "Your Majesty, the Left Supervisory Guard has determined that the Primordial Era's army has been wiped out."
The tall official was expressionless. Sima Wentian looked left and right with the Star Bell in his hand, while Wu Qu's expression suddenly tensed up.
"Five million against my elite army of ten million. Haha … this Ximen Wuye was one of my old subordinates, wasn't he? How embarrassing! " Lord Qing slapped the table and sneered. His expression was a little twisted. Miao Yi's slap had hurt his face.
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