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Chapter 922 Xuanming Iron Guards - Netherworld Xuanlong Formation!



Chapter 922 Xuanming Iron Guards - Netherworld Xuanlong Formation!

As the Great Qian Imperial City was heavily besieged by a coalition of powerful families led by the Yin family, a climate of fear and unease settled within the city.

Inside the palace, the candlelight was bright, but it could not conceal the oppressive atmosphere of an impending storm.

"Your Majesty, the rebels are powerful, and we need to seek reinforcements as soon as possible."

An elderly minister with white hair and beard, his voice trembling slightly, reported to the young emperor sitting on the dragon throne.

"Send word to the Flying Cloud Cavalry Battalion to come to the Emperor's rescue immediately!"

Si Yiqi, sitting on the dragon throne, frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"But Your Majesty, how do we notify the Flying Cloud Cavalry? The rebels have cut off all our regular communication lines."

Another military commander raised a crucial question.

"Having experienced hundreds of years of dynastic changes, the Great Qian Dynasty naturally possesses secret means to deal with such crises. By imperial decree, the 'Falcon Messenger' shall be activated."

Si Yiqi remained silent for a moment, then gave instructions to the eunuchs attending him.

"Falconry" was a special means of communication passed down through generations in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Deep within the Great Qian Imperial Palace, there has always been a hidden eagle-training tower, housing dozens of rigorously trained eagles capable of penetrating multiple layers of blockade to deliver urgent information to designated recipients.

Each eagle is equipped with a specially made miniature bamboo tube containing a coded note, the secret of which can only be deciphered by the recipient.

The Flying Cloud Cavalry Camp outside Qiandu City was one of the important receiving points!

Following Si Yiqi's command, a servant dressed in magnificent official robes, carrying a scroll of secret letter, entered the room filled with traps and secret chambers. He walked with practiced ease to a brightly colored eagle with sharp eyes and carefully tied the secret letter to its leg.

The secret order was carefully rolled into a bamboo tube, tied to the eagle's leg, and then with a gentle wave of the arm, the eagle spread its wings and soared into the night sky, speeding towards the Flying Cloud Cavalry Camp.

Meanwhile, inside the Flying Cloud Cavalry Camp, everything was as usual. The soldiers were either resting in their tents or chatting and laughing around the campfire, completely unaware of the turmoil that was brewing outside.

The black eagle swooped down and landed lightly on the high tower in the center of the camp, letting out a clear cry.

Upon seeing this, the sentry who had been guarding the area immediately stepped forward, retrieved the secret letter, and quickly delivered it to the main camp.

Inside the main tent, the commander of the Flying Cloud Cavalry, a general with a grim face, sat deep in thought before a map. He took the secret letter, unfolded it, and his expression changed drastically.

"All personnel assemble! Prepare for battle immediately!"

As a series of urgent assemblies echoed through the camp, the many Flying Cloud Cavalrymen sprang into action. Soldiers rushed out of their tents, quickly formed ranks, and warhorses from the stables were led out one by one, fully saddled and ready for their masters to mount.

Before long, the entire Flying Cloud Cavalry Battalion was fully prepared and ready to go. Thousands of cavalrymen were dressed in blood-cloud armor, holding long spears and short blades, and their warhorses neighed.

"Set off!"

With a wave of the command flag by the leading general, thousands of blood-red iron cavalry surged out of the camp like a tidal wave, their hooves thundering and dust billowing, heading towards the imperial city at top speed along the predetermined route.

Meanwhile, the Xuanming Iron Guards had already laid a tight net along the only road leading to the imperial city.

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Yu Jing stood on a high ground, looking down at the winding road below, his eyes flashing with a cold light. The Xuanming Iron Guards beside him were all on high alert, their weapons gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

"Remember, the Flying Cloud Cavalry is highly mobile. We must crush them in one blow and not give them any chance to counterattack."

Looking at the dark road not far away, Yu Jing was still a little worried and whispered instructions to the generals beside him.

The Flying Cloud Cavalry is known for its speed, but in this terrain they specifically chose, their mobility as cavalry will be greatly reduced.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar, growing louder and louder as they approached.

The vanguard of the Flying Cloud Cavalry appeared in sight. A whole troop of blood-red iron cavalry rode their warhorses at breakneck speed, completely unaware of the danger lurking around them.

"Release the arrows!"

At Yu Jing's command, the Xuanming Iron Guard archers hidden on both sides of the road drew their bows and nocked their arrows, and a barrage of arrows rained down on the Flying Cloud Cavalry Camp.

In an instant, men and horses were thrown into chaos. The vanguard of the Flying Cloud Cavalry Battalion suffered a fatal blow. Many soldiers fell into pools of blood before they even understood what was happening. The warhorses were startled and ran wildly in all directions. Soldiers fell off their horses one after another and were trampled by the cavalry following behind.

"The enemy's formation is broken, follow me and kill them!"

Yu Jing roared and took the lead, charging like tigers down a mountain into the chaotic Flying Cloud Cavalry Camp.

As a relatively rare cavalry unit among the Dao soldiers, the Xuanming Iron Cavalry wield lances and wear heavy armor, and are invincible wherever they go!

Although the Flying Cloud Cavalry Battalion was well-trained, they were clearly caught off guard by this sudden ambush and suffered heavy losses in an instant.

The two armies clashed and instantly became entangled, their battle cries deafening.

The soldiers of the Flying Cloud Cavalry fought back fiercely, but the Xuanming Iron Guards were well prepared and, being Dao soldiers, also had the advantage of terrain. Although the Flying Cloud Cavalry could be considered one of the most elite troops of the time, they were quickly plunged into a bitter battle.

Warhorses neighed, weapons clashed, and blood quickly stained the earth, filling the air with a heavy stench of blood.

At this moment, the Xuanming Iron Guards were not satisfied with their initial victory. Although the Flying Cloud Cavalry had suffered heavy losses, their foundation remained intact. If they were not dealt a fatal blow, the outcome of their counterattack would be unpredictable.

"Form ranks!"

Under Yu Jing's command, the Xuanming Iron Guards began to slowly change their formation, like the most brilliant stars in the night sky, slowly converging along an ancient trajectory to form a military formation that would strike fear into the hearts of the enemy—the "Netherworld Xuanlong Formation".

The "Netherworld Profound Dragon Formation" originated in ancient times and is said to be a secret passed down only by the Xuanming lineage. It requires the gathering of at least several hundred elite Xuanming Iron Guards, with their blood and sweat as the catalyst and their fighting spirit as the soul, in order to activate it. When the formation is completed, the colors of heaven and earth change, and the wind and clouds gather and disperse.

Within the formation, each Xuanming Iron Guard seemed to transform into a scale of a giant dragon, their blood and qi connected, their fighting spirit intertwined, converging into a monstrous aura that soared straight into the sky.

As the formation operated, the blood mist that permeated the battlefield seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly gathering at the center of the formation, merging with the blood energy of the Xuanming Iron Guards, and gradually condensing into a majestic and magnificent military dharma image - "Xuanming Frost Dragon"!

This cold dragon form was neither human nor beast, but was formed from pure blood and evil energy. It was tens of feet long and covered with shiny black scales. Each scale shimmered with a cold light, devouring all the light around it.


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