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Everyone wore their armor and helmets, their faces solemn. At this point, they were ready to fight to the death, and the earlier nervousness was no longer so intense, but at this last moment, their minds gradually relaxed. Their hands tightly gripped their weapons, because these weapons were their lives, and once they lost their weapons, half of their lives would be lost.

"Let the army depart!" An extremely tall and sturdy martial general waved his arm from the high platform. Then, everyone turned around at this moment, and a resounding 'shua shua' sound was heard. Immediately, the sound of footsteps began to ring out. Slowly, the number of footsteps increased, becoming louder and louder.

"Clang, clang, clang ~ ~"

Because of their armor, everyone's footsteps were loud and clear. At the same time, it further strengthened the murderous atmosphere in the air. Everyone's eyes were filled with fierceness.

When the two armies fought each other, their eyes were filled with extreme hatred. Their teammates who fought alongside them were all killed by their enemies. How could their hearts not be filled with hatred?

The battles between armies were usually head-on. It was almost impossible for millions of troops to come up with surprise attacks or ambushes. Such numbers could easily be detected by the enemies.

A large-scale battle would also be able to consume the enemy's forces the most, of course killing one thousand and losing eight hundred men, this was an eternal principle, whoever wanted to win in this kind of battle would have to compete in the quality and command of their own troops, as well as in the quality of their weapons and the defense of their armors, these were all necessary conditions for a large-scale battle to win.

Of course, there were also small scale battles. Ambush, terrain, and other forms of siege and annihilation weren't likely to result in a large number of people, so most of these factors were considered due to the timing of the battle as well as the intelligence of the commander in chief.

Obviously, this battle belonged to the former class. Since the outbreak of the war, it was not a small one. The success or failure of this battle would affect the outcome of the battle. Marshal Qin Yuan was also very concerned about this battle.

After the formation was completed, everyone was ready to move. Marshal Qin Yuan reined his horse and stood at the very front of the army. He looked coldly at the army before drawing his sword and waving it at the enemy troops.

When the enemy marshal saw Qin Yuan's actions, he too waved his whip, ordering his men to charge forward and kill.

Roar ~ ~

A heaven-shaking roar sounded out from the two armies. Then, all of the soldiers began to move. With weapons in hand, they charged towards their opponents. In an instant, their battle cries filled the entire battlefield.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~"

The drums rang out, and behind the two armies rose huge drums, each bare-chested brawny man brandishing a huge drum, beating the drums with great rhythm, one after another, while the drummers on both sides fought each other, controlling the rhythm of the drums, exerting their greatest energies, constantly thinking of suppressing the other side. As long as they messed up the other side's rhythm, the drums would not be able to play their proper role, and would also exert a certain amount of pressure on the soldiers on their own side.

The battle horses galloped forward as they charged towards the enemy. The two sides' cavalry was already very close to each other, and all of the cavalry began to bend down to take out their bows and arrows, shooting wildly towards the enemy's army with all their might, not even needing to aim at the enemy at all, they just needed to compete in archery speed and strength.

"Swish, swish, swish ~"

The arrows flew forward rapidly in the air, and soon arrived in front of the enemies who were rushing to the frontmost area. The arrows pierced through the unfortunate fellows who were flying towards them, or nailed to their bodies, and the powerful force directly knocked them off their horses, falling onto the ground. They didn't even have time to groan before they were trampled on by their comrades' horses, turning them into flesh and blood, becoming part of the mud on the ground.

Of course, there were people on both sides who continued to shoot out arrows. The losses were about the same, and less than a thousandth of them had died in the first wave of attacks. This did not have any effect on this war, where both sides had invested as much as a million men.

Very soon, the cavalry of the two armies met. They did not stop, but brandished their weapons and continued to rush forward, charging towards the depths of the enemy's camp. Although there were many people falling from their horses, there were only a few, and many of the enemy cavalry soldiers continued to charge towards the infantry at the back of the cavalry.

Zhao Kui's large group had been closely following the cavalry since the start. In addition, they were well-trained, and their speed was faster than their own teammates by more than a level. Thus, after a charge, they had already somewhat broken away from the main group and appeared in the front of the infantry.

Seeing that the enemy cavalry was charging towards them, Zhao Kui raised his saber and shouted, "Stop! Sword Formation! "

After he finished speaking, all of Zhao Kui's subordinates stopped in their tracks. Just like during training, they lined up a series of saber formations on the battlefield, quietly waiting for the enemy cavalry soldiers to charge at them.

When the cavalry captain, who was leading the charge, saw Zhao Kui and the others, he actually stopped and waited for the cavalry to attack. When the cavalry captain, who was leading the charge, saw Zhao Kui and the others, he actually stopped and waited for the cavalry to attack.

In their eyes, Zhao Kui and the rest had committed a grave offense against the army. It was clearly unwise to go up against the well-equipped cavalry units with such a strong impact. Even Zhao Kui's field lieutenant, Long Wu, frowned as he saw this and started to secretly feel anxious.

Zhao Kui did not care about all this. He gripped his saber tightly and stood at the forefront of his troops. He wanted to be the first one to withstand the impact.

A large group of cavalrymen with blood dripping from their armor rushed over like lightning. They brandished their weapons and charged towards Zhao Kui's group, like a pack of hungry wolves pouncing on a pile of lambs.

"Attention all! When the cavalry army arrived, they would first chop off the joints of the horses' legs! "Defend yourselves, I don't want to see any casualties!" Zhao Kui coldly shouted.

At this time, facing the incoming enemy forces, sweat was unceasingly flowing out of the palms of everyone's hands. They were indeed a little nervous, but seeing their captain standing in front of them, their nervous mood calmed down a lot.

He looked at Zhao Kui with disdain before raising his mother's lance and viciously thrust it towards Zhao Kui. The speed of the charging war horse and the speed of this cavalry captain's lance caused the lance made of fine steel to continuously grind against the air, causing a "wu wu" sound. It was as if he was trying to take Zhao Kui's life.

Zhao Kui didn't move at all. He waited until the lance approached him before brandishing his blade to block the lance.

The smile on the cavalry captain's face grew even wider. He was confident in the power of his lance and could see that Zhao Kui had been penetrated by his lance.

"Clang!"

The two weapons crossed and the cavalry captain's face revealed a look of disbelief. His lance had been blocked by Queeg! He was sent flying out of his hand! His hand was numb now, and the shock of it had dulled his nerves and numbed him.

The cavalry captain's eyes widened, but what appeared before him was a flash of saber light, descending from above and striking him like a bolt of lightning.

It was Zhao Kui, who had jumped up after ripping apart this cavalry captain's spear, brandishing his saber from top to bottom and chopped down forcefully. At that moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Kui, despite Zhao Kui's extremely fast speed. In the eyes of the crowd, his figure had already become a blurry shadow.

"Chi!"

After an unpleasant sound, the cavalry captain and his warhorse were chopped into two halves by Zhao Kui. The blood and internal organs of the cavalry captain and his warhorse mixed together and spilled all over the ground.

Actually, Zhao Kui had many methods to kill this cavalry captain, but he chose this method of bloody violence. His goal was to intimidate the enemy and boost their morale!

"Roar!"

After Zhao Kui's fierce slashing, all of their warriors roared. They smelled the blood and became excited, but the enemy was different. Zhao Kui's strike had broken their courage. In terms of courage, they had already lost a large portion!

"Kill!"

The vice-captain behind Zhao Kui brandished his blade and led the entire blade formation forward ?