Mythical Three Kingdoms-Chapter 1499 - 1443: The Arrival of the Bingzhou Army

Of course, the Northern Huns didn’t fare well either. Although they were led by the Chanyu’s Imperial Guards, they didn’t possess immunity to Zhang Fei’s Legion Talent, and their combat power remained somewhat below par under intimidation. However, since their forces vastly outnumbered Zhang Fei’s, the overall situation began to turn around.

"Hmph, is this all your strength?" Xubo Cheng provocatively said to Zhang Fei, noting that the other party’s Legion Talent even had a slight effect on someone of his strength—what a horrifying fact.

"The fact that you can speak Han language shows our strength!" Zhang Fei, a crude yet perceptive individual, would not be provoked by Xubo Cheng. Although he felt empty inside after his swift kill of Luandi Marquis, the Cloud Qi could suppress his Inner Qi but could not suppress his momentum as powerful as a tiger descending the mountain.

Xubo Cheng’s expression turned cold and severe as he ceased speaking. The long spear directly thrust towards Zhang Fei with fierce power. Xubo Cheng had already gauged Zhang Fei’s strength; although slightly inferior, the gap wasn’t wide enough for Zhang Fei to kill him within a few moves despite his ultimate Inner Qi Manifestation.

Zhang Fei forced Xubo Cheng to retreat with one move, then whirled his Serpent Spear towards the battle-torn Hun Guards nearby, killing a Hun Guard in the process. However, after doing all this, Zhang Fei’s expression not only didn’t show pride but became even more solemn.

The combat quality exhibited by the Hun Guards far exceeded Zhang Fei’s expectations. Even though his Inner Qi was mostly suppressed by the Cloud Qi, and the forceful slaying of Luandi Marquis consumed a significant amount of Inner Qi, killing an ordinary soldier with the remaining power shouldn’t have posed any difficulty.

Yet, as Zhang Fei thrusted directly with his spear, the opponent was logically unable to react to Zhang Fei’s actions. However, Zhang Fei observed the opponent’s motion of ducking and evading, almost as if instinctively performing the dodging gesture the moment Zhang Fei attacked.

However, due to the opponent’s inherent lack of speed and reaction, they were unable to dodge Zhang Fei’s direct thrust despite making an evasive action. But this instinctive evasion of danger, if the opponent were just ordinary soldiers, might make it no different from slaughter!

Realizing this in an instant, Zhang Fei turned back to look and found that his soldiers, initially at an advantage, were now being thoroughly suppressed, with only a few spots barely holding minor advantages.

With just a glance, Zhang Fei understood that those remaining areas, once the opponent’s Imperial Guard Cavalry joins in, would soon see his soldiers’ counterattack completely crushed.

But before Zhang Fei could ponder further, Xubo Cheng’s long spear once again thrusted directly at him, and the two engaged in a fierce battle. This time, leveraging his psychological advantage, Xubo Cheng barely managed to regain a bit of lost ground.

"Yuanbo, you should go to the south gate to rescue Sheni Zhengnan and the others, leave the rest to us, you are not suited for battle right now!" Chen Gong said with a smile after meeting with the cavalry led by Gao Lan.

"I must go." Gao Lan shook his head and said.

"Wait until Han and Hu have declared all-out war. The troops at Jicheng have already been calculated by Sheni Zhengnan. As long as we arrive while the battle is still ongoing, the enemy’s only path is defeat," Chen Gong said calmly, "but I don’t think the battle is likely to end now."

"So, if you can truly regain yourself, what follows is the real battlefield." Chen Gong smiled at Gao Lan and said, as before, after unlocking his Spiritual Talent, with his intelligence, few things in the world could escape his insight.

"Four Courts of Hebei, Yuan Benchu’s wisdom in recognizing talent, Yann Liang and Wen Chou’s loyalty, Zhang He’s persistent struggle; your representation goes beyond just yourself," Chen Gong said with a slight smile to Gao Lan as they could already hear the sounds of battle and see the great flames in the distance.

Gao Lan remained silent. In the Four Courts of Hebei, perhaps he alone tainted that name. Regardless of Yann Liang, Wen Chou, or Zhang He, none of them ever retreated even when defeated. Only he remained fallen, unable to rise again.

"That’s all I have to say; we must act now." Chen Gong said no more, merely patted Gao Lan’s armor, and then under the leadership of each department’s general, the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry charged directly with a massive trident formation towards the northern battlefield of Jicheng.

"Wen Yuan, in this battle, there’s no need for commands; go straight into killing. Sheni Zhengnan’s willingness to invite a wolf into the fold and set the city on fire is to sever the Northern Huns and Hu people completely. The other reinforcements are beyond the capability of the Miscellaneous Hun to deal with. The leading reinforcements have likely already gathered all the Northern Huns," Chen Gong instructed Zhang Liao.

"I’m going to kill!" Zhang Liao said with a rare vicious look on his face as he smelled the air of blood, seeking to collect a debt for national vengeance and family feud.

"They are strong, be careful." Gao Shun, who had been like a wooden statue next to Chen Gong, warned, causing Zhang Liao to pause.

"A Military Spirit Legion, I had surmised as much, but I don’t know how strong. Gongzheng, do you know?" Chen Gong inquired.

"Very strong," Gao Shun spoke gravely, "since Chang’an, I’ve never seen such a strong Military Spirit."

"Chang’an?" Zhang Liao was taken aback, remembering the Flying Bear Army. If he recalled correctly, Gao Shun had easily handled that incident, with very few casualties.

"Be careful; they’re likely cavalry on par with the Flying Bear," Gao Shun considered for a moment before speaking, to be honest, the defeat of the Flying Bear was more a stroke of luck than anything.

Because following the abdication, after reaching the Palace Gate, Dong Zhuo dismounted to express respect for the Han Dynasty. This act was to show that he wasn’t coercing; it was voluntary compliance with legitimate succession measures.

With Dong Zhuo dismounted, his guards, the Flying Bear, naturally dismounted too and walked to the Palace Gate, where they ended up being trapped and killed by the Vanguard Camp. Although the dismounted Flying Bear Army remained elite veterans, they paled in comparison to the Military Spirit Legion.

They were utterly loyal to Dong Zhuo, and with no means to outrun the Trap Formation, they ultimately perished in battle.

Looking back, when Li Youu realized and thought of the Flying Bear Army, it was painful.

Had he known to keep two hundred as guards, even if the main force was wiped out, with the Xiliang Iron Cavalry present, selecting some elite would have allowed the remaining Flying Bear Army to fully inherit the attributes within half a year. In the end, Li Ru found himself too distraught to care for those troops.

Zhang Liao watched the Vanguard Camp with some confusion. The Flying Bear was obliterated, and the Vanguard Camp suffered minimal damage. In Zhang Liao’s mind, the Flying Bear was merely so and not to be remembered by Gao Shun for so long.

"I will be careful." Zhang Liao nodded, taking a deep breath and slowly unfolding his Legion Talent, as one of the very few cultivators in the world today who had successfully cultivated the water-wood energy of flexible Inner Qi, his Legion Talent was likely the most unique in the world today.