"How can this be? Qin Lin Tian's strength is incredibly powerful!"
"He's like a ghost, slicing through our army. No one can stop him!"
"Our plan seems to have failed. This Lin Tian is going berserk!"
Sima Shang and the others had believed they could at least contain Lin Tian, if not kill him.
But not only were they unable to contain him, Lin Tian was now slaughtering them within their own ranks.
Such power was terrifying.
More importantly, his charge relieved immense pressure on the army behind him.
As a result, their rear formation had stabilized, and the Yanmen army could not break through their ranks.
This caused many to grow anxious.
"General, our cavalry has been fighting for a long time. Are they in danger?"
"They shouldn't be! Our cavalry far outnumbers Lin Tian's, and our combat effectiveness is much higher than Qin's cavalry!"
"I believe our cavalry will soon annihilate Lin Tian's cavalry and break through!"
"However, before that, we need to provide cover for our cavalry, drawing some of Lin Tian's fire so his infantry doesn't surround and kill our cavalry!"
"Yes! This subordinate understands what to do!"
Hearing Sima Shang's words, many were relieved.
They felt Sima Shang was absolutely right. Their cavalry had superior numbers and strength, and a clash with Lin Tian's cavalry would be a disaster for the latter.
Therefore, holding back Lin Tian's infantry from supporting his cavalry was the best support they could offer their Zhao cavalry.
With this thought, the Zhao infantry attacked with even greater ferocity.
Despite being at a disadvantage, and Lin Tian's presence terrifying many soldiers, they charged forward regardless.
"Kill them! Hold back the Qin army and wait for our cavalry to break out!"
"Charge! Hold on! Victory will surely belong to our Zhao, and we will slay Qin's Lin Tian here!"
To reinforce their cavalry and tie down Lin Tian's infantry, these Zhao soldiers charged forward recklessly.
However, they were unaware that Lin Tian had no intention of sending his infantry to reinforce his cavalry, nor was it necessary.
All he needed to do was wait for Zhang Han to lead his cavalry in.
For now, as long as they held their formation, the Zhao army could do nothing to them.
Thus, the Zhao army's charge was more akin to rushing to their doom, hastening their demise.
The Yanmen army, unaware of this, continued their assault, not daring to stop for a moment.
Even though Lin Tian's killing prowess was immense and put them under great pressure, they dared not let Lin Tian's infantry reinforce his cavalry.
"Hold on, keep charging!!"
"Just one incense stick's time, hold on for one more incense stick, and our cavalry will break out soon!!"
According to their calculations, their cavalry would break out within one incense stick's time.
At that point, they could rely on their cavalry to wreak havoc.
Therefore, they only needed to hold on for one more incense stick for the tide to turn and their comeback to begin.
The Yanmen soldiers heard these words and were shaken.
They had become somewhat fearful from the slaughter, but now, their courage was reignited.
Many who had hesitated surged forward again.
They believed their general's words; if they held on for one incense stick, their cavalry would arrive.
Then, they could turn the tables and annihilate Lin Tian's army.
This belief spurred the Zhao army's charge to become even more ferocious.
This ferocity came at the cost of more soldier's lives.
Their army had already begun to retreat, with many broken by Lin Tian's killing spree, yet they persisted.
Because they believed their general's words: after one incense stick, it would be their time to counterattack.
However, after one incense stick, the situation was entirely different from what they had anticipated.
Cavalry did indeed emerge from behind Lin Tian's formation.
But it was not the Zhao cavalry; it was Lin Tian's cavalry.
Each rider was stained with blood, the thick crimson obscuring their faces.
It was evident they had endured a true battle, a brutal slaughter.
This was unbelievable to many.
"How is this possible? Why is the Qin cavalry emerging? Where is our army?"
"Where is our cavalry? Didn't they say our cavalry would appear within an incense stick? Why haven't they appeared?"
"These Qin cavalry are covered in blood. Did they kill all our cavalry?"
When these words were uttered, many instinctively disbelieved.
After all, their Zhao cavalry was renowned throughout the lands for its strength.
This time, they had more numbers and superior strength; how could they have lost?
But before they could voice their refutations, Zhang Han's words echoed across the battlefield.
"The Zhao cavalry has been annihilated! Soldiers, follow me and destroy the Zhao army!"
"Charge!!"
Instantly, a large contingent of cavalry surged forward.
They maintained their previous attire, wielding long swords and shields, equipped with the three essentials of cavalry.
As they charged, they didn't need to hold the reins; they could simply urge their horses forward by clamping their legs.
This posture sent a chill down Sima Shang's spine.
While others didn't grasp the significance, he, an experienced general, immediately understood the function of the stirrups and saddles.
He also knew that Qin cavalry wielding long swords and shields would possess extraordinary combat power.
This gave him a nascent judgment.
"Our Zhao cavalry is truly finished!!"
"Huh? What did you say, General?"
"Retreat, retreat now! We have lost our best opportunity to attack Lin Tian's army!"
Sima Shang understood that they had not only lost their best attacking opportunity but also their chance of victory.
If they didn't leave now, they risked total annihilation.
However, it was too late for him to escape.
Although Lin Tian had been fighting within his army, he had long since focused on Sima Shang.
The moment Sima Shang considered retreating, Lin Tian charged towards him without hesitation.
"Everyone, follow me! Today, not a single Zhao soldier will leave!"
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