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Arsalan, who was at the front, looked at the surging enemy formation in front of him, urged his horse to speed up to the limit, and roared like a wolf again:
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
The shouts of the 20,000 Qin soldiers were like raging waves, and their mighty momentum was so overwhelming that it shocked the world and made the gods and ghosts weep. Even the golden eagles in the sky spread their wings and flew high in fright.
Looking down from the sky, the Qin army was like a black iron stream, dark, mysterious and cold, while the Ottoman army was like rolling white waves, vast and boundless.
The two torrents, one black and one white, rolled forward, approaching continuously. The rumbling sound of iron hooves was like the roaring waves of the raging sea, and the majestic murderous aura overturned the mountains and poured into the sky... ...
In a flash, two rushing iron streams, one black and one white, collided with each other with a loud bang, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. The force was so swift and fierce that it was like thunder and lightning. The blood splattered in the wind and rain, and the sound of fighting shook the sky beyond the clouds.
Looking ahead, there was a white field of Ottoman soldiers, endlessly holding crescent-shaped scimitars, flashing with countless cold lights and full of murderous aura. "Ala!" Arsalan led the way, wildly swinging his giant mace, roaring like a beast devouring humans.
Bang! The mace in his hand swept wildly, smashing away the scimitar of an enemy that was charging at him, and also smashing the enemy's head, just like a ripe watermelon bursting in an instant, blood and flesh flying everywhere, the headless body fell to the ground, and was immediately trampled and crushed into mud by the iron hooves that followed!
The snow-like scimitars chopped down one after another, as if there would be no end. Arsalan rushed into the white waves, his majestic body swinging left and right, and the huge mace made a whirring sound when it was swung, and there were loud bangs. The enemies who rushed towards him were either hit by him, their brain membranes burst, or their sternums were broken, and their bodies flew backwards from the horse's back and hit other enemies.
Arsalan's body was covered in blood and flesh, his face was blood red, only his eyes, wide open like copper bells, were still black, making him look as scary as a blood-sucking devil.
The white waves that were coming head-on were frightened and fled away, screaming. Behind Arsalan, a black iron stream rolled in, like a hard giant cone, constantly digging into the white waves. The white waves were like being plowed by a giant ship, constantly rolling to both sides.
But there were too many enemies, and Arlens's hands were sore from swinging his mace. There was still no end in sight. The Ottoman soldiers in white robes and turbans came rushing in, shouting like a howling storm.
As the Qin army continued to advance, the soldiers on the periphery kept hacking and killing, while the soldiers on the inner layer of the formation kept shooting arrows. A rain of arrows rose into the air and whizzed towards the enemy outside the formation.
But the enemy was not idle either, and they also fought bravely. Arrows also rained down from the sky. Every moment, people on both sides kept falling off their horses, and there were neighing and screaming. Shouts, crashing, iron hooves, and bowstrings. The sounds intertwined to form a huge wave of sound, deafening and thrilling.
Seeing that the enemy was endless and the forwards' attack power was getting weaker and weaker, and their speed was getting slower and slower, Li Ding opened his eyes wide and yelled: "Rocket, get out of the way! Rocket, get out of the way!"
Then, twenty or thirty dazzling flames rose into the air with a chirping sound, like sudden comets streaking across the sky and fiercely piercing into the enemy camp outside.
Boom! Boom boom boom...
Boom! Boom boom boom...
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A series of violent explosions shook the earth, and balls of fire rose up in an instant. The shocking shock waves were like invisible giant hands, tearing the enemies apart, including the men and horses. Where each ball of fire exploded, a blank area would quickly appear, with broken limbs flying in the air, fire and blood interweaving, and broken flesh falling all over the ground.
"Oh God!"
The Ottoman soldiers were so frightened by the explosion that their hearts and livers were broken. Their mad horses rushed around and neighed miserably. The enemies surrounding the Qin army were in chaos and extremely terrified.
"Long live the Great Qin!"
"Long live the Great Qin!"
"Long live the Great Qin!"
The Qin army shouted in unison, and taking advantage of the enemy's panic, they spurred their horses and rushed forward like a huge ship running at full power, once again plowing the endless white waves to both sides, with thunderous roars, rain-like horse hooves, and gushing blood, the majestic earth seemed to be cracked.
The setting sun shone obliquely in the western sky, which looked as if it was dyed blood red.
In the wilderness, the two armies were fighting fiercely. The black iron stream of the Qin army continued to sweep into the enemy's white army formation. Wherever it passed, there was blood and corpses everywhere.
Artharius' eyes opened wide in horror. He had originally planned to use his superior forces to stop the Qin army, and then have the Kazakh armies on both wings surround and trap the Qin army in the middle.
But at this moment, his 40,000-strong army could not withstand the fierce attack of the Qin army, and the vast military formation was about to be broken through. This would not only allow the Qin army to escape from his three-sided encirclement, but also cause a fatal blow to his morale.
But the cruel thing was that Artelius could not stop all this from happening. The Qin army's rockets were so powerful that they could not be stopped by human power. His soldiers were already scared. Then, they were hit so hard that the middle was in chaos. The Qin army was about to break through his formation. In this case, unless he could stop and regroup, there was no way to stop the Qin army from breaking through.
Arsaleng was tired, and it was Yangpu's turn to charge ahead, slashing and stabbing with a long spear, roaring. In the Qin army, a rain of arrows continued to rise into the air, whizzing and piercing the fleeing white waves, the sharp arrowheads pierced bones, blood splattered in the wind, and screams continued.
Yang Pu, who was charging continuously, suddenly found that the enemies in front of him were thinning. He rushed forward again and the road ahead became clear. Finally... he finally broke through the enemy line!!!
"The Great Qin is mighty!"
"The Great Qin is mighty!"
"The Great Qin is mighty!"
For a moment, the Qin army that rushed out of the enemy camp let out excited shouts like raging sea waves, and the golden eagles circling in the sky also began to sing.
The Qin army that broke out of the enemy's formation continued to charge forward until the rear was about to break away from the enemy's formation, then they split into two, drew two arcs, and prepared to turn around and fight back.
At this moment, outside the huge battlefield, several smoke signals suddenly rose, and billowing black smoke rushed straight into the sky. Then bursts of dull horn sounds came from all directions, like countless wild beasts roaring, and then rumbling thunder came from the distance.
The Osao army, which had just been broken through, was shocked by this sudden change and looked around in panic. The rumbling sound of horse hooves in the distance was getting closer and closer, and yellow dust was rising into the sky. The shocking shouts were like waves, and the mountains responded and the river was startled.
Artherius was also horrified and cried out in shock, "Impossible! This is impossible! Where did the Qin army get reinforcements? Impossible! Impossible! Oh Allah..."
Taking advantage of the enemy's panic, the 20,000 Qin soldiers turned their horses around, shouted wildly again, and urged their horses to rush towards the enemy formation.
The setting sun fell over the mountain mist, and dusk filled the air. Aobai led his army and rushed in. He had an army of 35,000, but now only 30,000 were coming. The troops were divided into three groups and attacked from the east, north, and west. The frightened enemy army saw countless Qin troops coming from each direction, and they could not tell how many there were in the dusk.
The sound of shouting and killing and the earth-shaking sound of horse hooves were frightening enough. First, Buter Khan, who had been defeated by the Qin army many times, was frightened and collapsed, running around like headless flies.
Countless Qin troops rushed in from all directions, like giant dragons rolling over, killing the enemy so frightened that they cried for their parents. Infected by But Khan's troops, the panic was infinitely magnified and quickly turned into a total collapse.
Avalanche! The moment when the 70,000-80,000-man army collapsed, the word avalanche was not enough to describe it. In the wilderness of 20 miles, the collapsed soldiers were fleeing in all directions like ants, densely packed, and screaming like waves.
The Qin army's formation became smaller and smaller during the charge, and finally the 50,000-strong army was divided into more than 20 groups, which charged at each other, causing a bloody storm, changing the color of the mountains and rivers, and frightening the gods and ghosts.
The enemies, who no longer had the courage to resist, fell to their knees and kowtowed to beg for mercy. Many of them followed Artemis and fled south. The Qin army followed closely behind, cheering, shouting, and hacking...
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