"Prepare arrows!"
"Shoot!"
On the battlefield of the Feng'an Divine Dynasty, Qi Jiguang commanded with a cold expression.
"Spearmen, defend!"
"Throw!"
At the other end, Wang Baobao waved his battle flag.
Boom! Boom!
Iron cavalry soldiers, raising their long spears high, endless blood qi swirling around their spear tips!
On the ground, soldiers bent their bows, nocked their arrows, and countless crossbow bolts, ignited with layers of Southern Bright Fire, ravaged the collapsing Yaoguang Divine Army!
With the fall of Bu Heliang, the battlefield roared like a greedy beast, and tens of thousands of Yaoguang soldiers perished with a single cry!
Crossbow bolts!
Long spears!
Wherever the countless streams of light passed, Yaoguang soldiers disintegrated, flesh and blood flying everywhere, blood splashing!
Soon, bodies piled up like mountains, countless Yaoguang soldiers struggled in rivers of blood, extending their hands desperately, trying to escape the abyss. Countless soldiers collapsed to the ground, gazing blankly at the blood-red sky!
Since joining the army, they had never experienced a war so utterly futile. The supreme glory of the past was so fragile.
Half of the Yaoguang Divine Army was covered by the arrow rain and long spears. Countless arrows and spears fiercely pierced through the soldiers' bodies!
Countless soldiers cried and knelt on their knees, white strips of cloth fluttering across the entire battlefield!
...
"Hai Lingyu is still alive!"
"Who will go out to fight?"
Zhao Yun, holding the Qinggang Sword, looked at the battlefield where the sea of fire was gradually weakening.
"I shall go!"
Huang Zhong, clad in vermilion Vermilion Bird armor, his weathered face belying the twenty years of dedicated cultivation. A flowing light flickered within his eyes, his Blood-Red Saber stained with a hint of crimson, stirring the malevolent energy in the void!
Beside him, Ma Chao and Zhao Yun directly rode down from the void. Hai Lingyu was left to Huang Zhong; there were no enemy generals within this defensive fortress that could rouse their fighting spirit anymore.
On the ground, as Lu Kang issued his command, hundreds of thousands of soldiers abandoned their stone throwers, drew their long sabers from their backs, ready to charge into the sea of fire and deliver a fatal blow to the remaining enemies!
Gazing at the distant sea of fire, Huang Zhong caught the faint aura. He waved his right hand, and the Blood-Red Saber vanished. Then, he reached up and took the war bow from his back, placing his left hand directly on the bowstring.
Hum~~
A faint stream of light circulated on his left hand!
He narrowed his eyes, pulled back his left hand sharply, and the war bow held tightly in his right hand was instantly drawn to a full moon! From the Su Dan novel website.
A crimson arrow, shimmering with layers of fire, appeared on the bowstring.
"Did you think you could survive by evading the stone throws? The torrent stirred by the Great Han Heavenly Dynasty is vast and unstoppable!"
Looking at the sea of fire, Huang Zhong's weathered face erupted with killing intent, and within each of his eyes, a crimson Vermilion Bird spread its wings!
Boom!
The arrow in his hand was loosed!
It shook heaven and earth!
Boom!
A crimson divine pillar appeared in the sky, like an endless clash of divine fire!
The Vermilion Bird spread its wings. The moment the arrow left Huang Zhong, it extended outwards, rushing towards the gradually extinguishing sea of fire. The arrow flew with incredible speed!
Before the arrow arrived, its powerful gale force struck the ruins of the fire-ravacked city!
The arrow, splitting the void into ten thousand cracks and ablaze with crimson divine fire, instantly blew away the smoke and flames from the defensive fortress!
A terrifying scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.
The once majestic and magnificent fortress was now a pile of rubble, covered in thick ash. There were no corpses, not even weapons or armor to be seen.
Among the ruins, a blue light enveloped a blood-drenched figure.
"What is this... Who?"
"Where did the Great Han Heavenly Dynasty find such a powerful individual??"
As the flames above the ruins just extinguished, Hai Lingyu, who had narrowly escaped, looked up at the sky, a wave of fear instantly washing over him. He saw a sky filled with crimson and heard sharp cries bombarding his eardrums. He reacted quickly, evading this fiery plume with a direct maneuver.
Boom!
A deafening roar, not far from Hai Lingyu, a massive, bottomless chasm stretched for thousands of miles!
Even the bodies of soldiers who had not completely died vanished without a trace at this moment. Looking at the terrifying chasm, Hai Lingyu was grateful to have dodged it; otherwise, he would surely have perished!
"Boom!!"
Huang Zhong drew his bow and shot again, another fiery plume erupting. This time, Hai Lingyu was not as fortunate as before.
The fiery plume flew with extreme speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was within a hundred zhang of him!
Crack!
The defensive formation that protected him collapsed instantly under the terrifying gale force. His flesh and blood split inch by inch, and his body ignited with crimson flames, burning him to agony. He struggled desperately, but it was in vain!
No matter how he tried to extinguish the flames that ignited on his body, they would not go out!
Boom!
One arrow passed through, and the terror vanished!
The Vermilion Bird divine fire descended, once again cleansing this desolate land, even digging three feet deep would not be an exaggeration. The heavenly fire plumes were like dragons, utterly destructive!
On the ruins of the defensive fortress, nothing remained but charred black bricks and stones, faint dust, and a bottomless chasm still burning with flames!
...
Several hours later, around the ruins of the defensive fortress, only Lu Kang, Gan Ning, and Zhou Tai remained, leading three hundred thousand troops to clear the entire area. Three hundred thousand soldiers dug through the land inch by inch.
As for Huang Zhong, Ma Chao, and Zhao Yun, they led three hundred thousand Vermilion Bird soldiers and headed north directly towards the imperial capital of the Haiyun Divine Dynasty.
The elite forces of the Haiyun Divine Dynasty had been utterly annihilated, dead, wounded, or surrendered.
Meanwhile, Zhang Liao, Gongsun Zan, and others led their armies to accept and occupy other cities.
"Hee-haw!!"
"Strategist!"
On the official road of the Haiyun Divine Dynasty, Zhang Fei, leading his troops, caught up with Fa Zheng.
"Strategist, General Lu Kang's military report states that Hai Lingyu's eighty thousand elite troops were all killed. Generals Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, and Ma Chao are leading thirty thousand soldiers towards the imperial capital."
"Good!"
"With the destruction of Hai Lingyu and Hai Xing'an's million-strong army, the Haiyun Divine Dynasty is like a setting sun. Only the Divine Emperor Hai Yao remains, and he can achieve little."
"General Zhang, you will lead your troops east from here and quickly pacify the eastern border defenses. To the east of the Haiyun Divine Dynasty lies the Thunder Cloud Palace."
Fa Zheng's expression was grave: "The Thunder Cloud Palace governs thirty Dao Prefectures. According to the information investigated by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the strength of its Palace Lord is unfathomable, and there are countless beings in the Saint Realm."
"Rest assured, Strategist!"
"My army follows this general on campaign!"
Zhang Fei roared, slapping his horse and riding away.