"Be careful of the arrow formation!"
Chu Huaiying suddenly pulled on the reins and led the cavalry to charge towards the side of the formation. Everyone raised their shields. In the north, thousands of archers shot a dense barrage of arrows in the darkness. However, this was the strength of the heavy-armored cavalry. After withstanding a round of arrows, only a few of them suffered minor injuries. Not a single one of them died in battle.
Swish!
The invisible sharp blade shuttled through the crowd. Under Lin Muyu's control, the Demonic Noise Blade quickly killed more than ten people. It followed its master like a shadow, but none of the volunteer soldiers could see how this sharp blade killed them. The Heaven Beast's Refined Soul kept roaring, and it was breathtaking!
The Dragon Spirit Sword flew out with the luster of the golden gourd. With a "pop" sound, it pierced through multiple heavy shields and rapidly exploded. The battle energy transformed into a shock wave that shook seven or eight people away. It also quickly tore apart the defensive formation formed by this group of volunteer soldiers. Further ahead, there were still layers of defensive barriers waiting for the Flying Mount Battalion.
Long Qianlin was already prepared. Rather than saying that Lin Muyu and Chu Huaiying were attacking at night, it was more like they were walking into a trap. It seemed that Long Qianlin had also guessed that the empire would launch a life-and-death battle. Thus, he arranged more than ten heavy shield formations and archer formations in the camp. Behind them, there was an even more terrifying spear formation. This was the most terrifying method of battle for the heavy-armored cavalry.
"Be careful!"
Chu Huaiyan spurred his horse and rushed to the front with his sword in hand. Suddenly, his sword flashed and knocked away the tips of several spears. He spurred his horse and charged into the spear formation, brandishing his sword and killing indiscriminately. Behind him, the well-organized Flying Mount Battalion charged forward together with him. As they broke through the spear formation, many soldiers of the Flying Mount Battalion were pierced by the spears.
Lin Muyu held her sword and rushed side by side with Chu Huaiying. The Dragon Spirit Sword cut through iron as if it was mud. With just one slash, a group of spears were cut in half. She raised her palm and activated the First Element Profound Energy — Chaos of the Common People!
Countless celestial bodies rampaged within the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, nearly twenty volunteer soldiers had turned into corpses. Their bodies were covered in blood, and under the impact of the Seven Planets Profound Energy, their blood vessels were in turmoil, and their bodies exploded.
At this time, there was only one word in Lin Muyu's heart — kill. All the benevolence and righteousness had also vanished at this moment. Being kind to the enemy was being cruel to oneself. He still understood this principle. Moreover, this group of volunteer soldiers were not good people. Most of them were the private army of the Zhennan King, Qin Yi, and not the imperial army fighting for the country.
In contrast, the Winged Cavalry Battalion, the imperial army that was fighting to protect the capital from being massacred, was much more noble.
…
"Yu!"
Chu Huaijin turned to look at Lin Muyu and said, "Conserve your energy. Don't use your Martial Soul and Battle Qi. This is a war, and we don't know how long this battle will last. You have to maintain your physical strength and Dark Force."
Lin Muyu nodded and said, "Got it, Brother Chu."
Just as Chu Huaijin had said, the Winged Cavalry Battalion had been killing for a full half an hour, but they still hadn't managed to break through the encirclement. Moreover, war was originally an art. This battle was more like a battle of attrition. Whoever could last until the end would be the winner. Chu Huaijin was very smart, and he understood the principle of using the least amount of energy to kill the most people.
Lin Muyu slowly restrained her True Qi and Martial Soul. It wasn't bad to just rely on her strong physique to kill the enemy. The Dragon Spirit Sword was sharp, and the Jedi Warhorse was fully armored. The number of volunteer soldiers who died under the Dragon Spirit Sword didn't decrease too much.
Feng Jixing once said that in war, absolute power wasn't absolute. War was like a huge meat grinder. No matter how strong a person was, they would also lose their strength and life in war. A Heaven Realm expert was equivalent to a hundred soldiers, a Sanctuary Realm expert was equivalent to a thousand soldiers, and a God Realm expert was equivalent to ten thousand soldiers. Once the number of people killed exceeded this number, they would probably be exhausted. What was the difference between a Sanctuary or God Realm expert who had exhausted his Battle Qi and a mortal?
Under the leadership of Lin Muyu and Chu Huaiying, the Flying Mount Battalion charged forward like they were reaping wheat. Countless volunteer soldiers had already died under the iron hooves of the Flying Mount Battalion, but it seemed as though there was no end to these volunteer soldiers. More and more torches were gathering in the distance. It was obvious that the Flying Mount Battalion had attracted the attention of the volunteer soldiers, and they had started to increase their numbers!
"Commander!"
A Winged Cavalry Battalion's commandant pulled out a bloody spear from a corpse. The spear splashed on his face, but he didn't care. With a pale face, he said, "We can't break through. The volunteer soldiers are constantly increasing their numbers. At least 150,000 soldiers are rushing towards us from all directions. If we don't retreat now, I'm afraid we won't have a chance!"
Chu Huaijin looked up at the stars in the sky and said, "It's not midnight yet, continue to charge forward!"
"Yes!"
Lin Muyu remained silent. Behind her, 70 Imperial Guards from the Eagle's Nest Camp had also joined the Winged Cavalry Battalion's battle formation. Each of them brandished their weapons and slashed at the volunteer soldiers. However, there were constant stray arrows on both sides, and many of them were already injured. Even Wei Chou's chest was pierced by an arrow, and he was bleeding profusely. Although the Winged Cavalry Battalion had killed many enemies, they had also suffered many casualties.
However, this was war. The Winged Cavalry Battalion's mission was to attract more volunteer soldiers to gather here, and then to fight for the best time for the Longdan Army Camp to burn down the Lingnan rations.
As they charged forward, they looked up towards the east. It was completely dark there. Lin Muyu's heart was filled with apprehension. She didn't know if the Longdan Army Camp had set off. With the level of elites in the Longdan Army Camp, as long as there were less than five volunteer soldiers guarding the granary, she believed that they would be able to successfully attack. Everything depended on Luo Yu and Fengxi.
They didn't know how long they had been charging back and forth, but the more they killed, the more volunteer soldiers there were. Lin Muyu's white battle robe was already dyed red with blood, and Chu Huaijin wasn't much worse off. Chu Huaijin's shoulder was even injured. This was the work of a spear-thrower. The spear pierced through Chu Huaijin's fragile battle armor and directly injured him.
Looking at the stars in the sky and calculating the time, Lin Muyu said, "It's about time, let's break through the encirclement!"
"Okay!"
Chu Huaijin turned around and charged out with his sword. He shouted, "Turn around!"
The entire cavalry formation quickly turned around and rushed towards the volunteer soldiers. However, a black shadow quickly attacked them from the sky. It was the spear thrower. These spears were very sharp, and they instantly pierced through the bodies of many Winged Cavalry Battalion soldiers. The soldiers and their warhorses were twisted together and trampled on each other. It was a tragic sight. However, Lin Muyu, Chu Huaijin, and the others didn't hesitate at all. They continued to lead the survivors and charged forward.
Swoosh!
The battle energy raged again. Lin Muyu opened her hands, and the Golden Gourd Martial Soul shone brightly. Golden gourd vines whizzed through the gaps in the crowd and suddenly separated the volunteer soldiers from the spear formation, opening up a path for the Winged Cavalry Battalion.
"Well done!"
Chu Huaijin laughed loudly. He waved his sword and cut off the head of a volunteer soldier. He shouted, "Brothers of the Winged Cavalry Battalion, we have completed our mission. It's time to go home!"
However, it was destined that many people wouldn't be able to go home. The volunteer soldiers swarmed over and separated the cavalry at the back into small groups. They completely separated the rear part of the cavalry. Then, they wantonly stabbed their spears, piercing the brave heavy cavalry and their warhorses like hedgehogs. In less than ten minutes, at least a thousand Winged Cavalry Battalion soldiers had their blood spilled on this piece of land.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but look back. Her heart was filled with pity, but this was war. It sharpened his will and helped him to grow and change. Heroes are created by the times. Perhaps this was the moment right now.
"Kill!"
The killing intent in his eyes intensified. He waved his right hand, and the Dragon Spirit Sword flew out under the energy of the Imperial Fire Sword. He raised his hand and took out the Pear Blossom Spear from his Qiankun Bag. He suddenly shook the spear, and the spearhead drilled into the abdomen of a volunteer soldier, sending him flying and smashing him into another group of people. At the same time, the Spear Soul was suddenly activated. An Ice Kirin roared and rushed into the crowd, freezing a group of volunteer soldiers into ice and then crushing them.
The moment the Pear Blossom Spear appeared, many volunteer soldiers were scared and retreated. At this time, Chu Huaijin didn't hold back his battle energy anymore. On his shoulder, the Purple Marten Martial Soul shone brightly. He raised his left hand, and a crescent energy fell from the sky and blasted into the crowd. Then, starlight pierced through the bodies of the volunteer soldiers. Although the Star-picking Finger was elegant, it wasn't inferior when it came to killing.
When he returned to about 200 meters away from the city, the city gate was already surrounded by a dense mass of volunteer soldiers. A group of spearmen swarmed over, and a fierce general with the rank of chiliarch shouted, "Cut off their retreat. It's easy to come out, but they want to return to the city? Dream on! "
Lin Muyu didn't hesitate and said, "Kill!"
At this moment, the city gate suddenly opened, and a familiar voice roared, "Warriors of the imperial capital, kill your way out and support the brothers of the Flying Mount Battalion. Archers on the city wall, fire your arrows and kill those southern barbarian spearmen!"
It was Du Hai, the number one warrior of the empire. He led the Tianchong Army out of the city and quickly broke through the phalanx formed by this group of spearmen. Lin Muyu and Chu Huaijin also took the opportunity to lead the Flying Mount Battalion back into the city. They didn't continue to fight. Outside the city, there were soldiers of the Flying Mount Battalion dying in battle every second. Lanyan City couldn't bear any more losses.
Unknowingly, the Flying Mount Battalion had been killing outside for more than four hours. The eastern sky was already turning bright.
…
Below the city wall, Du Hai scared off the Yihe Nation's army with two slashes. He returned to the city and checked on the damage done to the Flying Mount Battalion.
Lin Muyu looked back and saw that Wei Chou, Xiahou Sang, and the others were all injured. She also had an arrow in her arm. She didn't even know when the arrow was shot.
"Commander, you're injured!" Wei Chou said hurriedly.
"I'm fine."
Lin Muyu reached out and pulled out the arrow in pain. She asked, "How's the situation of the Eagle Nest Battalion?"
Wei Chou looked gloomy and said, "17 imperial guards and more than 300 imperial guards died in battle."
"Oh …"
Lin Muyu responded faintly, but her heart ached.
The Flying Mount Battalion marched slowly on the main road of the city. There were torches on both sides of the road, and many commoners were watching from both sides. However, the commoners' eyes were clearly filled with indifference. This made Lin Muyu feel even more distressed. In this battle, the Flying Mount Battalion sent 17,000 people out of the city, and less than 5,000 people returned. So many people died, but she didn't know who it was for.
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