Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chen Xi silently turned his head; to be honest, he felt that Zhou Yu sometimes was truly in his youthful arrogance. However, Zhou Yu’s youthful arrogance was not Chen Xi’s concern; managing his own affairs was sufficient to avoid Zhou Yu dragging him down.

After marching for over two hours the following day, they reached the small grove Zhou Yu had estimated. The truth is the South indeed lacks horses, but this doesn’t mean Southerners find learning to ride horses difficult. On the contrary, under Zhou Yu’s leadership, they adapted quickly once they started horse riding.

Nevertheless, no matter how fast they progress, the archers under Zhou Yu’s command cannot mature into mounted archers, at most they might be infantry who can ride horses, thanks to the stirrups; otherwise, countless soldiers would fall from their horses.

The orders were given to set up camp in the woods. After everybody dined heartily, they started to rest. When dusk settled, the entire army of more than twenty thousand began their march, starting from here, a daytime march could possibly expose them.

Fortunately, neither Liu Bei’s Army nor Sunx Ce’s Army now suffers from night blindness; otherwise, a single night route would be enough to entrap them half to death.

From here, Chen Xi also ceased instilling Zhou Yu with his thoughts, lest it affect Zhou Yu’s state, dragging down not only himself.

”Just how strong is the Military Spirit Legion?” Amid the night march, Zhou Yu’s contemplative demeanor was not seen clearly by Chen Xi, but through Zhou Yu’s questioning tone, Chen Xi could still discern it.

”Other than an equivalent Military Spirit Legion, nothing else can counter it,” Chen Xi sighed and said, ”Therefore, my suggestion is to leave it to the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.”

Zhou Yu did not respond because he was unsure of this power, making it hard for him to make the most accurate judgment. However, based on Zhou Yu’s years of experience, unless his side holds the advantage, confronting head-to-head is not a wise thing.

Chen Xi could see Zhou Yu’s hesitation, but according to Chen Xi’s assessment, since Xubo Cheng could lead a thousand Military Spirit Legion during the first southward descent, the Northern Huns stationed at their base may potentially also leave behind such a force for safety.

[The Northern Huns indeed pose a problem. Though Duke Zhou is formidable, winning will be tremendously difficult. The Northern Huns seemingly lack obvious strategies, but direct engagement on the battlefield is even more troublesome than any stratagem.] Chen Xi thought helplessly, even if he pulls Zhou Yu into the fray, the success rate would rise significantly, but it’s not a guarantee that the first combat encounter would be triumphant.

Amidst Chen Xi’s concerns, several dozen miles north of Yan Great Wall, the battlefield of Pang De underwent change; the Miscellaneous Hun Infantry indeed had no way to deal with three thousand Pang De’s Cavalry, but the Infantry’s large numbers posed no fear to Pang De either.

While the Miscellaneous Hun infantry confronted Pang De on one side, they gradually divided the entire legion on the other side, quickly spitting out an army of thirty thousand under the leadership of an Inner Qi Manifestation Xianbei general, paying no regard to Pang De, heading straight south.

The enraged Pang De vented all his fury on the remaining Miscellaneous Hun, but it was largely meaningless; even if an army of thirty thousand was sent to pursue, the remaining thirty thousand infantry, relying on their tight arrow rain defense, weren’t easily countered by Pang De.

As for chasing the other legion heading south, that’s absurd. With the troop count totaling less than four thousand, splitting forces while maintaining their current stance to ensure they weren’t defeated was notably challenging.

[Seems like forcefully eliminating the opponent first is inevitable. The opponent splits their forces, although I cannot do the same, they provide me the opportunity to recklessly annihilate them.] Pang De resolved with grit, preparing to strike as soon as the thirty thousand opponent’s army distanced.

Honestly, Han Army elite troops facing ten times the number of Miscellaneous Hun in direct combat and defeating them is usual. But this ratio depends on both the limited size of the Miscellaneous Hun and, actually, a hidden prerequisite, which involves a considerable amount of time.

Pang De’s current intent was to swiftly crush the opponent at top speed; otherwise, the pressure at Zhang Xiu’s area might swell to overwhelming levels for Zhang Xiu and others.

After all, even Miscellaneous Soldiers, if not ready to destructively encamp, reaching a hundred thousand, would be tough to annihilate. To be precise, even if they were a hundred thousand pigs, slaughtering them wouldn’t be easy, not to mention Pang De already sensed something peculiar about these Miscellaneous Hun.

With this plan, Pang De led his cavalry in rings of mounted archery as beforehand. Admittedly, Pang De’s cavalry archery standards were average, but corralling the thirty thousand Miscellaneous Hun infantry posed no substantial issue.

Until another Miscellaneous Hun infantry disappeared from view, Pang De, previously orbiting yet refrained from harsh assault, suddenly exerted pressure at the encircling peak, while cavalry soldiers keenly followed Pang De, charging towards the Miscellaneous Hun infantry.

After accumulating power, Pang De finally unleashed the full strength of the legion. The dark Legion Talent spread rapidly with Pang De’s resolute decision, all soldiers with icy eyes, following Pang De, launched a desperate charge against the Miscellaneous Hun.

While the Miscellaneous Hun hadn’t reacted, Pang De’s cavalry quickly reached within thirty paces, then all elite cavalry leaned over to draw out a foot-long wooden spear wrapped in iron from their saddles, well-nurtured.

As Pang De’s warhorse galloped, Pang De hurled his javelin towards a weakness he had long observed, while soldiers behind him flung theirs precisely at Pang De’s target.

Nearly a thousand long spears instantly determined the outcome. Though javelins had variou flaws, none could deny their power was ten times a standard arrow’s, nearly instantly tearing a massive breach in the already flawed Miscellaneous Hun battle line.

Pang De led the charge straight into the Miscellaneous Hun formation through this slit, and it was only then the Miscellaneous Hun responded, wildly shooting in Pang De’s direction.

However, Pang De’s cavalry majority, due to range, those who hadn’t yet launched javelins, upon breaching the Miscellaneous Hun formation, cast their javelins towards both sides uniformly; whoever they hit aside from their own was irrelevant.

With the rear army’s remote suppression over shieldless archers, the front army seized the chance to break formation directly, swiftly Pang De broke several defenses within the Miscellaneous Hun main formation.

As the Miscellaneous Hun commander realized the front had been breached, mid-formation was chaotic, deploying archers for suppression, Pang De’s cavalry already plunged into the central army, exploiting the cavalry’s offensive tactics, charging directly at the central Command Banner, with an aura poised to demolish the Miscellaneous Hun’s Command System in one go!