Four days passed in the blink of an eye. Finally, the sound of war drums could be heard from afar. The 70,000 strong army of Yihe Nation had arrived. The seventy thousand soldiers of the Yihe Kingdom stirred up a cloud of dust as they lined up in the north of Winter Frost City in a neat formation. Banners filled the sky, tens of thousands of horses neighed in unison, and the blades of swords, spears, swords, and halberds shone with a terrifying luster under the sun.
…
"Dong dong dong …"
On the city wall, the drums of the Yangwei Legion thundered, and the four northern city gates opened at the same time. 10,000 Celestial Cavalrymen took the lead to go out of the city, followed by 20,000 soldiers of the Iron Infantry Battalion, 5,000 soldiers of the Divine Bow Battalion, and 15,000 soldiers of the Tomahawk Battalion. After a long time, a total of 50,000 elites of the Yangwei Legion quickly set up a confrontation with their opponents outside the city.
The Divine Might Marquis, Min Yulin, stood majestically at the city gates, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword as he gazed at the Yihe Kingdom army in the distance. Behind him, a group of commanders and above were already lined up.
Su Wentian said respectfully, "Marquis, are we … really going to fight the traitors of Yihe Country outside the city?"
"That's right."
Min Yulin's deep eyes flickered with hatred as he said, "Not only did the Yihe Kingdom's traitors kill His Majesty, but they also caused the empire to fall apart. Today, I will defeat them on the battlefield. I want to see just how capable the Manchus are."
Su Wentian was stunned. He cupped his fists and laughed, "The Marquis is wise!"
Seven Seas City Commander Wang Xi's eyes also trembled, but he didn't say anything. Everyone had their own thoughts. Some hoped that Min Yulin's army would win, while others hoped that he would lose.
About a hundred meters away from Min Yulin's viewing platform, Lin Muyu, Qin Yan, and the rest of the Temple Camp were also watching the battle from the city walls. As the war drums beat faster and faster, the battle had finally begun. Amidst the flying dust, Che Tiefeng waved his war flag, and ten thousand Iron Infantry Camp soldiers raised their shields and spears and advanced step by step, protecting the Divine Bow Camp soldiers behind them. At the same time, the Yihe Country sent out twenty thousand Iron Cavalry to charge.
The sound of horse hooves shook the earth. The two sides had already collided, and in an instant, the sound of killing filled the air.
Qin Yan narrowed his eyes as he looked down the city and asked, "Big Brother, who do you think will win?"
"Us." Lin Muyu's voice was very calm.
"Oh, so confident, Big Brother?" Qin Yan smiled faintly.
Lin Muyu moved her dry lips and gripped the hilt of her sword tightly. She said, "The 50,000 main forces of the Yangwei Legion were brought back from Fire Halberd City by Marquis Wei. They have been through many battles. Although the 70,000 people on Man Man's side are well-equipped, most of them have never participated in a real battle. At most, they have participated in the massacre in Lanyan City. There is a great disparity in combat power. The Yangwei Legion will definitely win, and the defeat of the Yihe Country's army is only a matter of time."
"Mm." Qin Yan nodded and looked deeply into the distance.
Chen Han cupped his fists and said: "Great Deacon, the Temple Camp's 1000 men are ready and can move out at any time. When do we leave the city?"
"Without the Marquis's orders, we cannot act on our own."
Lin Muyu shook her head and said, "Let's wait a bit longer. I feel uneasy in my heart. I keep feeling that something bad is going to happen. Everyone should remain cautious."
"Yes!"
…
After fighting fiercely for nearly half a day, the 20,000 cavalrymen of the Yihe Country were cut up by the Iron Infantry Camp and the Divine Bow Camp. They had already lost their original momentum. One by one, the cavalrymen were pierced by spears from all directions. They screamed and died in the battle formation. When Man Man sent out 50,000 infantrymen, they were blocked by the Tomahawk Battalion of the Yangwei Legion. The Tomahawk Battalion were all strong soldiers with long axes in their hands. Some of the axes were sharp enough to split heavy shields. For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate.
In the afternoon, when the sun was setting, the Heavenly Cavalry took a detour to the west to launch an attack. When their bodies were bathed in the sun, the Yihe Country's army could not look directly at the blazing sun behind them. In an instant, the formation had collapsed to the point that it could not be contained. Coupled with the attack of the Iron Infantry Camp, the 70,000 soldiers of the Yihe Country were instantly defeated.
"We won! We won! "Qin Yan said with some excitement.
"Yes, we won." Lin Muyu's face was indescribably calm, as if this victory had nothing to do with her.
Shen Han said, "Great Deacon, the Marquis has ordered us to kill them. Should we go out of the city to kill them?"
Lin Muyu thought for a moment and said, "Go out of the city to help clean up the battlefield. Don't go after them."
"Why?"
Shen Han was stunned and said, "This is a great opportunity for us to make contributions. Great Deacon, haven't you read the reward and punishment decree of the Empire Army? Those who kill one will be promoted to sergeant, two will be promoted to sergeant, ten will be promoted to centurion, and one hundred will be promoted to chiliarch. Those who kill one thousand will be promoted to Captaincy. With the cultivation of the Great Deacon, it should not be a problem for you to kill a hundred of them, right? Moreover, the Yihe Country has been defeated. Lingdong Province and Tongtian Province will soon become our territory. No one can stop the Yangwei Legion anymore. "
"Alright then." Lin Muyu nodded and said, "Shen Han, you lead 500 people out of the city to kill the defeated Yihe Country army. The rest of you stay with me in Winter Frost City. Don't act on your own."
"Yes!"
…
When night fell, Shen Han came back with nearly a hundred heads of the Yihe Country soldiers. Most of the heads were hung under the necks of the horses of the Holy Temple Battalion. Lin Muyu rode the horse slowly in the messy battlefield outside the city. Torches were lit up and a large number of soldiers of the Empire Army were cleaning up the battlefield. There were even people fighting for the heads of the Yihe Country soldiers. In the end, they would split the heads in half with an ax and each person would take half of the head back to claim the reward.
Smelling the thick smell of blood, Lin Muyu held the reins and walked slowly. At the same time, she opened the Spiritual Pulse Technique. Those who entered the detection range of the Spiritual Pulse Technique were all soldiers of the Empire Army. Their breaths were weak. The stronger ones were probably Du Hai, Che Tiefeng, and the others. As the vanguard of the vanguard army and a master of the Sanctuary, Du Hai must be the most powerful person in the Yangwei Legion.
In the flickering light, Du Hai dragged a corpse behind him. He laughed at Lin Muyu and said, "Great Deacon, you are finally willing to leave the city?"
Lin Muyu asked with a smile, "Other people use their heads to claim the reward. Why is Lord Du Hai dragging a whole corpse?"
"This is not an ordinary corpse."
Du Hai could not hide the excitement on his face and said, "Great Deacon, guess who I have hunted down?"
"Who?"
Du Hai threw the corpse in front of Lin Muyu and said with a smile, "Take a look for yourself."
This person's face was a little blurry, but the emblem on his collar was very shiny. The back of the emblem of the Yihe Country was decorated with three golden six-pointed stars. He was a senior officer of the commander level.
"Could it be Man Fang?" Lin Muyu asked.
Du Hai nodded and smiled, "Yes, it is Man Fang. Hehe … Yihe Country has suffered a crushing defeat. We have killed more than 80% of their 70,000 strong army. This time, let's see if the dogs of Yihe Country still have the guts to cross the Qinling Mountains and provoke the Empire's army. Hehe … Speaking of which, the Marquis has good command. He is far from what a brat like Man Fang can compare to."
Lin Muyu nodded, "Mm, Lord Du Hai, quickly go and claim the reward!"
Du Hai said, "Wait, there are still my men behind. Send a batch of heads over immediately."
"Oh?"
Within a few minutes, a few carriages carrying provisions drove over. The carriages were filled with bloody human heads. Lin Muyu stretched her neck to take a look and could not help but feel her heart thumping wildly. She said, "These were all killed by Lord Du Hai?"
"Yes."
A chiliarch smiled proudly and said, "Lord Du Hai took the lead and led the army to kill close to 10,000 traitors of Yihe Country. It is enough for him to deserve the title of 'Top 1000 Soldiers'."
Lin Muyu could not help but smile. She cupped her fists and said, "Then I will congratulate Lord Du Hai in advance. After returning to Lanyan City, Highness Yin will naturally promote you back to the position of commander."
Du Hai beamed and said, "Many thanks for Head Deacon's auspicious words. Hehe, when you are free, Head Deacon must put in a few good words for me in front of Highness Yin!"
"Mm, alright. Since there is nothing else, I will bring my brothers to continue patrolling."
"Alright!"
…
Riding away, the patrolling waist token hanging on Lin Muyu's waist swayed slowly. It was laughable that the Temple Head Deacon's role in this battle was actually as simple as patrolling the city after the battle. It seemed like Min Yulin had no intention of letting Lin Muyu lead the army to battle. He had completely used this Head Deacon with extraordinary cultivation as a grain transport officer.
Qin Yan was somewhat indignant. The Fire Serpent Spear in his hand was surrounded by flames, but there was nothing he could do.
Shen Han, on the other hand, brought the heads to receive the rewards.
The night wind was cold. Lin Muyu took a deep breath, but he could only inhale the smell of blood. He seemed to have gotten used to it. After patrolling around the city once, nothing unusual happened. Troops of the Yangwei Legion returned to Winter Frost City from afar with the heads, and their faces were full of joy.
Until late at night, there was still no sign of the Iron Step Camp returning.
In the flickering flames, a group of cavalrymen of the Heaven Cavalry Army galloped over. Lin Muyu immediately went forward to greet them. The other party also recognized him. An officer with the rank of centurion said respectfully, "Head Deacon, what's the matter?"
Lin Muyu asked, "Has the Iron Step Camp led by General Feng of the Chariot and Iron Army returned?"
"Not yet. They chased us from quite a distance, and their speed of return is rather slow. Maybe they will return tomorrow morning."
"Got it. You have worked hard."
The other party cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Not at all. We will go back to the city to record the military merits."
"Alright."
After watching this group of people leave, Qin Yan couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, are you worried about the Iron Step Camp?"
"Yes."
"But the Iron Step Camp has a total of twenty thousand people. Even if some of them were lost during the day, there are at least fifteen thousand of them. In addition, they have been in battle for a long time. Don't worry, no one can do anything to them."
"Ah Yan, have you forgotten that our grain transport team was ambushed and annihilated? Two thousand people died silently. No matter how strong the Iron Step Camp is, how strong can they be? "
"Big Brother, are you worried about those monsters?"
"Yes."
Lin Muyu nodded and looked at the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky, and there was no light. She said, "I'm afraid it's going to rain soon. Let's go back to the city."
"Yes!"
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