BOOM!
Jia Yu heard a violent explosion from the city wall. Looking over, he saw a cloud of dust.
Without a word, he led his 345 Xuanjia Iron Cavalry and Liu Gonggong towards the source of the sound.
Jia Yu found that having Liu Gonggong by his side solved many problems, allowing him to focus on his troops.
Liu Gonggong would take care of everything else.
For example, the flashy armor he was wearing: silver-white battle armor, a bright red cloak, and a perfectly-sized war spear.
It was ostentatious, but the armor was incredibly sturdy, and the spear was incredibly well-suited.
Besides, he liked the ostentatious feel.
Rushing to the collapsed section of the city wall, he saw a giant breach about ten meters wide.
He could see numerous Mongolian soldiers climbing through it from the outside.
Seeing this, Jia Yu spurred his horse forward.
Liu Gonggong was guarded by five Xuanjia cavalrymen at the back of the army.
Sss!
In a blink of an eye, Jia Yu had reached the enemy, his war spear thrusting forward. A guard trying to resist was pierced through the heart.
The spear then transformed into a blur, constantly striking the surrounding guards.
The Xuanjia Iron Cavalry charged forward, crushing everything in their path.
The Mongolian soldiers had just climbed over the breach, only to be met by a black tide of cavalry.
Those at the forefront wished they had two more legs so they could run.
They knew best the power of a cavalry charge.
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
Horseshoes pounded upon Mongolian bodies, various weapons striking their comrades' heads.
The chase continued all the way to the breach.
Looking at the endless stream of Mongols climbing through, Jia Yu, without a second thought, leaped forward, war spear in hand, and landed on the breach.
He swung his spear forcefully, unleashing a horizontal strike that cleaved five or six Mongols in half.
Then he struck again, sending three or four more Mongols flying.
His terrifying strength was on full display.
Like a war god, his cloak billowed with each swing of his weapon.
His silver-white armor made him a blazing beacon amidst the thousands.
Soon, the area around the breach was piled high with corpses.
The Mongols dared not press forward.
Jia Yu charged out, pushing forward like a bulldozer.
Within a five-meter radius of his body, a death zone formed, turning any Mongol who dared to enter into a corpse.
Meanwhile, the Xuanjia soldiers behind him abandoned their horses, charging out of the breach.
Outside, tens of thousands of Mongols awaited.
But the Xuanjia soldiers were fearless. Jia Yu had carved a path, and they pressed forward, maintaining the breach and expanding it to both sides.
The air was filled with the roar of battle.
Everywhere was stained with crimson blood and corpses.
Liu Gonggong climbed onto the breach, looking out at the endless sea of faces packed tightly together.
Everywhere he looked, he saw Mongols.
He also saw that towering figure clad in silver-white armor, diligently wielding his weapons, slaughtering mercilessly.
From time to time, arrows rained down on the Xuanjia soldiers, only to be deflected by their thick armor.
This was the terrifying power of iron armor on the battlefield.
Facing the seemingly endless horde of Mongols, Jia Yu felt no fear, only excitement.
His strength and stamina seemed endless.
The Xuanjia soldiers did not possess his terrifying strength and stamina, but they knew how to work together.
Some wielded long weapons, others wielded short weapons.
For a while, the Mongol army, despite having a clear numerical advantage, was forced to retreat.
No, it wasn't a retreat, but the front ranks being killed off, allowing the Xuanjia soldiers to expand their territory.
Jia Yu was like a reaper, constantly harvesting Mongol lives.
The Mongolian soldiers were terrified of facing him, fleeing at the sight of him.
But the dense crowd behind them pushed them forward.
They were driven forward, unwillingly entering the range of Jia Yu's war spear.
In the face of unstoppable power, no matter how many came, they would end up as corpses.
Jia Yu's kill count was climbing rapidly.
On the city wall.
Niu Jizong, accompanied by his family's two hundred personal guards, rushed to the battlefield, only to witness an incredible scene.
Gulp.
Seeing Jia Yu mowing down enemies like grass, Niu Jizong felt a shiver run down his spine.
He saw the Xuanjia soldiers forming formations, led by the valiant warrior in silver-white armor, constantly pushing forward, forcing the Mongols away from the city wall breach.
What a formidable force!
Niu Jizong felt that even if he led an equal number of his personal guards, they wouldn't be able to stand against those black-armored soldiers.
"Enough, enough!" Liu Gonggong was both amazed and deeply worried by Jia Yu's ferocity.
Jia Yu and his soldiers were brave, but there were so many enemies outside.
Furthermore, seeing their unstoppable power, the enemy might choose to use ballistae or cannons.
Clang!
Just as Liu Gonggong was panicking, an arrow struck Jia Yu's chest.
He had sensed the arrow coming from hiding.
Knowing the arrow couldn't pierce his breastplate, he didn't bother to block.
"Damn it, dishonorable tactics, resorting to sneak attacks."
Jia Yu cursed under his breath, then looked around at the corpses littering the ground, and the exhaustion etched on his soldiers' faces.
"Retreat!"
Jia Yu yelled, and upon hearing the order, the Xuanjia soldiers prepared to retreat, anticipating the enemy's advance.
Then, an awkward situation arose on the battlefield.
The Xuanjia soldiers retreated, but the Mongols dared not press forward, leaving a wide gap between them.
Jia Yu killed the enemies in front of him, then moved back a step, and those steppe warriors, thinking he was charging forward, frantically squeezed back toward their rear.
"Hahaha!" Jia Yu, covered in blood, roared with laughter, "A bunch of cowards, you think you can enter the city like this? I, Jia Yu, am standing right here at the breach, you have the guts, come and get me!"
After speaking, his sixth sense warned him of danger, so he ran back quickly.
Seeing that the enemy wasn't pursuing, the Xuanjia soldiers retreated at full speed, having already reached the breach, and entered the city in an orderly manner.
Jia Yu, clad in heavy armor, moved as swiftly as a deer, reaching the city in a few breaths.
Boom, boom, boom...
Just a few seconds after their retreat, the area they had been in was engulfed in artillery fire.
"These Mongols are playing dirty." Jia Yu, back in the city, heard the artillery fire outside and grumbled, "Just wait until my soldiers recover, I'll show these Mongols what for."
Liu Gonggong looked at Jia Yu as if he were a god.
After the intense fighting, Jia Yu was only slightly out of breath, his stamina seemingly still abundant.
"Jia Qianhu, aren't you tired?" Liu Gonggong asked curiously.
"Tired? I don't feel tired when I'm killing Mongols."
Gulp...
As Jia Yu spoke, his stomach let out a hungry growl.
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