[PS: The structure of the territory has been updated to 20. Those who are interested can go take a look.]
Ouyang Shuo led his army around the flank of the battlefield and went straight to the rear of the Left Virtuous Prince.
The Left Virtuous Prince already had the intention to retreat. He was gathering his trusted troops and preparing to retreat quietly. He did not expect that Ouyang Shuo would arrive with his troops less than a hundred meters away.
"Left Virtuous Prince, where do you think you're going?!"
Ouyang Shuo circulated his Ethereal Force and shouted. His voice shook the surroundings.
On the battlefield, the soldiers of both sides who were fighting heard this loud shout.
Huo Qubing's eyes narrowed. He was secretly shocked. He had never imagined that the Lord of the Mutant Realm, who had kept a low profile in front of him, would have such a profound cultivation base.
"He is indeed extraordinary!" Huo Qubing muttered to himself.
The ferocity of the Divine Martial Guards on the battlefield had shocked Huo Qubing. Just now, he was still curious about how majestic the commander of this iron-blooded army was.
From this shout, Huo Qubing had a hint of enlightenment.
Subconsciously, Huo Qubing thought of the Emperor. Both of them hid their strength. Once they exploded, it would be monstrous.
For the first time, Huo Qubing was interested in Ouyang Shuo.
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When the Xiong Nu cavalry heard this shout, they turned their heads and looked back suspiciously.
They could not believe what they saw.
They were still fighting on the front lines, but their king was abandoning them.
The Xiongnu cavalry was in an uproar.
The blow to their morale was fatal.
Huo Qubing was sharp. He immediately seized the opportunity and launched a series of attacks.
At the same time, Huo Qubing ordered his men to announce surrender on the battlefield to further shake the morale of the Xiongnu cavalry.
When Prince Zuoxian heard that, his expression turned exceptionally ugly. Without even turning his head back, he simply walked away.
A sense of humiliation lingered in his heart.
The mighty lord of the desert would not be able to raise his head in front of his people anymore.
Ouyang Shuo saw this and left the Han army and the Xiongnu soldiers to cooperate with Huo Qubing's central army to force the Xiongnu army to surrender. He personally led the Divine Martial Guards to chase after the Left Virtuous Prince.
The tall Little White ran at the front of the group. It was unusually mighty.
What Ouyang Shuo didn't expect was that this chase would take him over five kilometers.
The Xiongnu warhorses were definitely not ordinary. The steeds of the Left Virtuous Prince's trusted aides were the elites of the Xiongnu warhorses, comparable to the Green Beetle Horses.
It would not be easy to catch up to them.
Moreover, this area was within Prince Zuoxian's sphere of influence.
No matter how familiar Huyan Qiu was, there was still a gap between him and Prince Zuoxian, the local tyrant. Prince Zuoxian was also cunning. He used his geographical advantage to trick the Divine Martial Guard a few times.
As they chased, the distance between them grew wider and wider.
It was no wonder that in history, Huo Qubing had led his troops to pursue Prince Zuoxian all the way to Wolf Storey Mountain, but still failed to capture him. The King of the Xiongnu Kingdom was extremely cunning.
After another half an hour, Prince Zuoxian completely disappeared from sight.
Fortunately, he still had Whitey.
Prince Zuoxian's trail was still within Whitey's sniffing range.
Seeing that he was unable to catch up, Ouyang Shuo gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his heart, took out a talisman, and tore it apart.
A white light flashed and soared into the sky, enveloping the three thousand Divine Martial Guards. With a flash of white light, they disappeared into the Green Beetle Horses.
Immediately, the Green Beetle Horses that the cavalrymen sat on went berserk and galloped away.
This talisman was the Rapid Marching Scroll that Ouyang Shuo had spent 200 battle resource points to purchase.
This scroll was originally reserved by Ouyang Shuo for the final sprint. Now that Ouyang Shuo had no opponents on Huo Qubing's route, he naturally had no use for it.
Even Zhang Liao's troops that were lucky enough to survive numbered less than a thousand.
Zhang Liao had already made it clear that he was giving up on this fight. Zhang Liao knew that the relationship between Lingxi City and Shanhai City was in a rather sensitive period, so he naturally acted more cautiously.
In order to chase after Prince Zuoxian, Ouyang Shuo had also paid a huge price.
After all, even if the Rapid Marching Scroll was not used during a sprint, it had miraculous effects in other areas.
[Rapid Marching Scroll]: Increases marching speed by 50 for 4 hours after use.
With the powerful enhancement of this scroll, the Divine Martial Guards were like heavenly soldiers as they galloped across the plains. In less than an hour, Prince Zuoxian's troops appeared in Ouyang Shuo's vision again.
The rumbling of horse hooves made Prince Zuoxian's heart tremble.
Just now, he was still feeling smug that he had finally gotten rid of that annoying fly. Who would have thought that the enemy troops would arrive again?
Prince Zuoxian's face turned paler as he looked at the approaching enemy troops. He could not imagine what kind of warhorse it was to be able to move so quickly.
No one would be able to answer this question for him.
In the blink of an eye, the Divine Martial Guards had already arrived.
At this moment, any words would be useless.
In this battle, either you die or I live.
Ouyang Shuo personally led the army and directly charged into the enemy's formation. His target was the heavily guarded Prince Zuoxian. At this moment, this Xiongnu tyrant was like a frightened bird.
Prince Zuoxian's trusted aides numbered less than two thousand.
Facing the three thousand Divine Martial Guards, he had no way of retaliating when his aura was taken away.
The series of changes on this day was too exciting for the Xiongnu people.
Ouyang Shuo rode on Azure Lightning, the Scarlet Night Sword glinting with a cold light. He galloped through the crowd, maximizing the effect of the Killing Sword.
No one could stop Ouyang Shuo's advance.
Ring after ring of Xiongnu cavalry was pierced through like a piece of paper.
Especially with the support of the Rapid Marching Scroll, the charge of the Divine Martial Guards was truly terrifying. The huge lances were like lightning, stabbing into the enemy's formation.
If not for the strong physique of the Divine Martial Guards, just the recoil of the lances would be enough to injure the Divine Martial Guards. Even so, their hands and feet were numb from the impact.
The Xiongnu cavalry on the other side did not have it easy.
The high-speed lances were no different from the Grim Reaper, piercing through them without the slightest hindrance. Moreover, they were skewered with one thrust.
Under the first charge of the Divine Martial Guards, more than half of the Xiongnu cavalry were skewered and killed.
Such a result could be said to be a miracle.
Even the Divine Martial Guards themselves could not believe it.
Only Ouyang Shuo's expression did not change because he knew too well the power of this charge.
Originally, he wanted to make use of this point to make a fuss.
The Divine Martial Guards threw the lances, but because there were too many corpses, they could not get rid of them.
"Abandon the lances!"
Seeing this, Wang Feng immediately made a decision.
Clank!
The spears, along with the corpses on them, were thrown to the ground, trampled by the warhorses. The entire battlefield instantly turned into hell.
"Unsheathe!"
Wang Feng shouted once more.
"Swoosh!" Tang Swords flashed in unison.
The entire process was as smooth as flowing water, and it took less than half a minute.
From this, it could be seen that the Divine Martial Guards were well-trained.
The Xiongnu cavalry on the other side paled when they saw this.
At this moment, Prince Zuoxian would rather face Huo Qubing than the Grim Reaper in front of him.
The charge was still ongoing.
The killing was far from over.
The personal guards led by Ouyang Shuo were getting closer and closer to Prince Zuoxian. In front of him, there was only a row of Prince Zuoxian's most loyal guards.
"Life Kill!"
Seeing that the blood qi on the Scarlet Night Sword was so condensed that it was almost solid, Ouyang Shuo did not hesitate to use the sixth form of the Killing Sword that he had recently comprehended.
The fiendish blood aura that enveloped the Scarlet Night Sword suddenly broke out of the sword, turning into red sharp blades that took away people's lives. In an instant, the dozens of Xiongnu warriors in front of Prince Zuoxian all fell.
The entire battlefield was silent.
"Ah!!!"
Prince Zuoxian was so frightened that he cried out.
Once the Killing Sword was unleashed, blood flowed like a river.
No matter how experienced Prince Zuoxian was, he had never seen such a shocking sword move.
Ouyang Shuo smiled and the Scarlet Night Sword slashed down without any hesitation. Before Prince Zuoxian could react, his head was already floating in the air.
Prince Zuoxian was dead!
In just one move, Ouyang Shuo had obtained ten thousand contribution points.
With Prince Zuoxian's death, his subordinates no longer had the will to fight. They wanted to surrender, but Ouyang Shuo was unwilling. These surrendered soldiers were of no help at all. It was better to just kill them.
More importantly, seeing that the sky was getting dark, Ouyang Shuo still had to lead his troops back to the camp before it got dark. The effect of the Rapid Marching Scroll could still last for more than two hours.
However, the Xiongnu soldiers could not enjoy the scroll's effect.
Therefore, bringing them along would only be a burden.
In less than half an hour, the remaining soldiers all fell to the ground and died. As for those who escaped during the chaos, Ouyang Shuo did not have the mood to chase after them.
After the battle, the Divine Martial Guards quickly cleaned up the battlefield.
The most important thing was to pick up the lances that had been abandoned during the battle. The lances that they used were carefully forged by the War Department. Each pole was worth dozens of gold coins.
Ouyang Shuo used a rag to wrap Prince Zuoxian's head and hung it on the back of the warhorse. After a while, Ouyang Shuo led his troops away like a gust of wind.
Ouyang Shuo did not even have the mood to check the items that Prince Zuoxian dropped. He hurriedly put them into his storage bag.
Who would have known that the King of the Xiongnu had already fallen here?
Before leaving, Ouyang Shuo was already thinking about the matter of sealing Wolf Storey. There was no longer any obstruction between them and the Wolf Storey Mountain.
The sun set in the west.
The last bit of sunset also reluctantly retreated from the horizon of the grassland.
A full moon quietly climbed up the night sky.
On the main battlefield, there were broken walls and ruins. It was very desolate.
Under Huo Qubing's command, the remaining Xiongnu cavalry finally surrendered unwillingly. After this battle, the elites of Prince Zuoxian's troops were all lost. They could no longer pose a threat to the borders of the Great Han Dynasty.
Huo Qubing rode on his warhorse and stood on the battlefield, silently looking into the distance.
It was as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.
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