The murderous spirit rises to the sky and the fighting spirit is overwhelming.

Chagan Uli, who was extremely angry, took the remaining northern barbarian cavalry and galloped across the plain.

At that moment, the heaven and earth seemed to be shaken by his anger, and the air was filled with tension.

Chagan Wuli's eyes flashed with ferocity, like a beast about to be released from a cage. His heart was filled with hatred for the rebels, and those enemies who had killed his brothers on the battlefield were now targets that he should completely eliminate.

He gripped the reins tightly with both hands, feeling the horse's strong muscles galloping beneath his legs, as if responding to his anger.

Thousands of horses were galloping, with thunderous hooves and flying dust, like a sweeping storm, shaking the earth and seeming to tear the entire plain apart.

At this moment, the Northern Barbarian Army was like a black torrent, rushing towards the rebel camp ahead with unstoppable force.

The flame of revenge burned in Chagan Wuli's heart. He knew that only through this charge could the Northern Barbarian Cavalry regain its former glory.

Although the Northern Barbarians' camp had been attacked by the rebels' elite cavalry, causing heavy casualties, Chagan Uli knew in his heart that this was not the end.

The number of his Northern Barbarian army was nearly one million, and the camp stretched for more than ten miles. Even the elite cavalry could only penetrate a part of it.

As for the real elite of the Northern Barbarians, a large number of Northern Barbarian cavalry had already come to their senses after a brief panic and were not affected much at all.

On the contrary, the rebels' actions also aroused their anger, making them eager to fight and bursting out with extremely strong combat power.

"Kill!" Chagan Wuli's roar shook the earth, like thunder, stirring the hearts of the northern barbarian cavalry. Following his command, tens of thousands of cavalrymen roared in unison, like a raging tide, sweeping over.

……

At this moment, Li Zhongwu had already returned to the rebel camp on horseback.

"General, why are you here?" The generals in the big tent were surprised by Li Zhongwu's appearance and surrounded him nervously. Li Zhongwu waved his hands anxiously, signaling everyone to keep quiet.

The situation was urgent and Li Zhongwu had no time to explain to everyone. Instead, he looked directly at the source of the earth tremor - the iron cavalry of the northern barbarians.

As the distance got closer, the figures of the Northern Barbarian Iron Cavalry became clearer in his sight. It was a black torrent, sweeping in like a violent wind, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling.

The galloping of each warhorse seemed to tear the air apart, bringing an unparalleled sense of oppression.

What is the meaning of iron cavalry?

What is horse hoof trampling?

What is the meaning of a thousand horses galloping?

The charge before his eyes was the most accurate portrayal of these words. No matter how reluctant he was to admit it, when it came to horse battles alone, the Northern Barbarians were undoubtedly the best in the world.

The powerful impact seemed to tear the entire earth apart, and the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, shaking everyone's heart.

Li Zhongwu could feel the ground trembling slightly under his feet, as if even the air was trembling. Every time the horse's hooves landed, it seemed to trample on their hearts.

"Can we... stop them?" A young general's voice trembled, his face full of fear. Li Zhongwu looked at him, and his heart sank.

There are no words to describe the feeling of smallness and vulnerability that fills your heart when you face this powerful impact.

Although they were fearless and brave, they were also prepared to die in battle.

But when they really faced the charge of the Northern Barbarians' galloping cavalry, all their courage seemed to be swallowed up in an instant.

There are no words to describe the feeling of smallness and vulnerability that fills your heart when you face this powerful impact.

That strong feeling of oppression was like a mountain, pressing on everyone's heart and making their breathing heavy.

This is the difference.
Although the rebels managed to catch the enemy by surprise with the same cavalry charge, they were far from being as majestic and unstoppable as the Northern Barbarians.

The northern barbarian cavalry swept in like a storm, and the rebel army's position seemed to become fragile in an instant.

This is not only because of the large number of Northern Barbarian Cavalry, but also because of the arduous training they have undergone over a long period of time and their own natural advantages.

Sometimes the soul of a troop needs to be nurtured.

And every victory and every bloody battle of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry have already cultivated such a military spirit in them.

Even in this situation, they were able to quickly reverse the morale of the army and unleash such unparalleled combat power.

Li Zhongwu looked at the charging Northern Barbarian cavalry with a frown on his face, his expression very solemn.

At this moment his heart was in his throat. He knew that the charge of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry was extraordinary. They only needed one attack to pierce through the rebel camp and create a huge gap.

"At this time, I just hope that the training of the Wu Dang Flying Army will not be in vain." He prayed secretly.

If the results of the training could not be used at this moment, not only him, but even the entire rebel army would have to pay an extremely painful price. Even if they won, it would only be a partial victory, and their vitality would be greatly damaged, and they would no longer be able to resist the next enemy.

"Ten miles!"

"Five miles!"

Li Zhongwu kept muttering to himself, silently calculating the distance between the Northern Barbarian Cavalry and the main camp, as if he was calculating something.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring straight ahead, trying to capture every subtle change.

"Three miles!"

At this moment, his voice suddenly became louder, "Now!" At the same time, Chagan Uli was riding his horse with great heroic spirit.

Looking at the nearby rebel camp, his heart was filled with a fanatical fighting spirit, as if he had foreseen the dawn of victory. He shouted loudly: "Charge, avenge our brothers!"

He shouted loudly, and his voice was like a war song, stirring the hearts of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry and inspiring their courage and fighting spirit.

Tens of thousands of cavalrymen charged forward in unison, launching a fierce attack on the rebel positions with fearless momentum.

Chagan Wuli's eyes were shining with victory. He was extremely confident that as long as they rushed into the rebel camp, it would be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unstoppable.
There was nothing in the military camp that could stop the Northern Barbarian Cavalry.

"Forward! Forward!" Chagan Wuli shouted while riding on horseback, feeling the power of the horse galloping, his heart was filled with endless pleasure. Every time the horse's hoof landed, it seemed to cheer him on and inspire him to rush forward.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The ground suddenly undulated, and in the eyes of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry, a green wave suddenly appeared. The green wave was coming towards them, and it was accompanied by a shrill and piercing whistle, like a call from hell.

"What?!" Chagan Wuli's heart tightened, and the scene in front of him made him feel a little uneasy. His eyes were attracted by the green waves, and then he saw the Wu Dang flying soldiers taking off their disguises, revealing their hidden crossbows, like a dark cloud, pouring towards them.

The Wu Dang flying soldiers took off their disguises, took out the crossbows in their arms, pulled the trigger of the crossbows recklessly, and poured out the crossbow arrows in the crossbow boxes recklessly.

In an instant, a dense rain of arrows appeared in front of the Northern Barbarian Cavalry, but these arrows were not made up of feather arrows, but crossbow arrows that had been poisoned and were flashing a cold light.

The power of a crossbow arrow is not comparable to that of an ordinary feather arrow. Now the distance is so close that even if the Northern Barbarian Cavalry wanted to turn their horses around, they would not be able to react in time and could only become living targets.

Crossbow arrows poured down like a rainstorm, cutting through the air with sharp whistling sounds, heading straight for the stunned Northern Barbarian cavalry.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The crossbow arrows accurately shot into the bodies of the cavalry and war horses, blood splattered everywhere and screams rang out one after another.

In just a moment, the first row of cavalrymen in the front fell off their horses one after another. The sound of horse hooves stopped abruptly, and a chaotic scene unfolded in an instant as people and horses fell to the ground.

The cavalrymen who were shot covered their wounds in pain, blood gushed out, flowing into the mud and dyeing the earth red. The war horses became panicked the moment they lost their masters, neighing and running wildly around, hitting the surrounding cavalry and causing greater chaos.

The cavalrymen chasing closely behind didn't react in time. They either stepped over the bodies of these people or tripped on the spot and tripped the people behind them.

The cavalrymen who were chasing closely behind didn't react in time and were tripped one after another. They either stepped over the bodies of these people or fell on the spot, forming a pile of people and horses. The screams and neighings were intertwined like a symphony of doomsday.

Even those cavalrymen who reacted quickly and stepped over would only run into the chevaux de frise behind them, and be pierced by the sharp wooden spikes, causing blood to flow everywhere.

In fact, this group of Wu Dang flying soldiers were like human chevaux de frise, becoming a deadly obstacle in front of the Northern Barbarians' cavalry.

Chevaux de frise is the best weapon to resist the charge of cavalry, but it has one major disadvantage, which is that it cannot move or change direction.

However, with these Wu Dang flying soldiers here, the close-range crossbow shooting is enough to penetrate the internal organs of a warhorse. Even if the warhorse is covered in iron armor, it can still be severely damaged, causing it to completely lose its combat effectiveness.

However, the Wu Dang Flying Army can move, change direction and shoot according to needs at any time.

In fact, this had been Lin Zhongyun's plan since the beginning. He had even experimented with the distance of the cavalry's charge, how to hide their bodies, and when to shoot, all in order to deal with the northern barbarians' cavalry.

One of the important reasons why the Northern Barbarian Cavalry was unstoppable was that their war horses were strong and their charging speed was fast, making it difficult for people to confront them head-on.

However, the speed that the Northern Barbarian Cavalry was proud of became their deadly weapon.

Even though they had clearly seen the crossbow arrows coming from the front, they could only watch it shoot towards them because at such a speed they had no time to turn their horses around.

"Quick! Get out of the way!" Some cavalrymen tried to shout, but their voices were drowned out by the strong wind. The crossbow arrows that followed were like sickles, cutting off their lives. The Northern Barbarian cavalry fell down in layers like neatly arranged wheat, and the blood and mud mixed together, forming a tragic scene.

With each crossbow arrow shot, a cavalryman would fall down. Their fate was predictable. They would either be pierced by the crossbow arrows or trampled by the horses. Blood would splatter everywhere, and screams would be heard one after another, which was horrifying.

"Quick! Retreat!" Chagan Wuli's voice seemed extremely pale in the chaos. His command was drowned out by the shouts of killing and the sound of crossbows breaking through the air.

He tried to command the troops, but it was no use. On the battlefield, the Northern Barbarians' cavalry seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, with enemy troops surging around them like a tide, crossbow arrows raining down like raindrops, and the cavalry's defenses were constantly being torn apart.

Chagan Uli never expected that the cavalry, which he had always been proud of and cherished the most, would be defeated so easily and so thoroughly.

Every neigh of a warhorse, every fall of a warrior, was like a sharp blade piercing his heart. He was anxious, and the future of the Northern Barbarians kept flashing in his mind.

If he continued like this, sooner or later his cavalry would be shot down by the crossbows. By that time, all his wealth would have been destroyed before he even broke into the rebel camp.

If this cavalry is completely wiped out, the power of the Northern Barbarians will be greatly reduced, and they may even face a catastrophic disaster.

"Quick! Retreat!" He shouted again, his voice almost hoarse. However, the situation on the battlefield was no longer optimistic. The enemy's crossbows were like the scythe of the god of death, reaping the lives of the Northern Barbarians again and again.

Chagan Wuli's face became more and more ugly. He didn't even notice that the palms of his hands, which were tightly gripping the reins, were full of sweat.

He looked around, and the scene before him was heartbreaking. Those once invincible cavalry were now being defeated by the enemy's crossbows, and the faces of the warriors were filled with despair and fear.

"I can't go on like this!" Chagan Wuli decided in his heart. He pulled the reins hard, and the horse neighed and turned to run backwards.

He must find a breakthrough and lead the remaining cavalry to break out, otherwise the future of the Northern Barbarians will fall into endless darkness.

However, the enemy seemed to have anticipated his intentions. The crossbows fired more and more intensively, and the soldiers' encirclement became tighter and tighter. Chagan Wuli's heart was beating like a drum, and his ears were filled with the neighing of horses and the screams of soldiers. He felt a sense of powerlessness sweeping over his body.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of hope in the distance. It was a corner of the rebel camp, which seemed to be weakly defended. He immediately gave the order: "All troops, listen to my order, break out to the southwest!"

The cavalrymen followed the order and, although they were exhausted, they still rushed to the southwest under the leadership of Chagan Wuli. The enemy's crossbows were still dense, but the cavalrymen's determination and courage allowed them to forcibly open a gap in the rain of arrows.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Chagan Wuli's heart, but he knew that this was just the beginning. The future of the Northern Barbarians still hung in the balance. (End of this chapter)