xymnovel Chapter 77 System Encyclopedia, Defeat and Collapse
Chapter 77 System Encyclopedia, Defeat and Collapse
With a slight flick of his wrist, Xuanyuan Tianshang silently pulled the Golden Phoenix World-Burning Halberd from Huli Changsheng's chest, leaving behind a trail of blood droplets mixed with dark red flames. The blood drew a tragic arc in the air before being reduced to wisps of smoke by the high temperature emanating from the halberd.
With a flick of his wrist, the bloodstains remaining on the halberd blade flew off, and the dark golden halberd shimmered with light, untouched by any dust.
He indifferently surveyed the surrounding battlefield. The suffocating pressure emanating from him not only did not diminish, but instead, it gained an even more awe-inspiring and inviolable divine might due to his recent kill.
Just as the halberd tip detached from Huli Changsheng's corpse, a mysterious sensation, like ripples on water, silently swept across Xuanyuan Tianshang's mind, and was more like an invisible proclamation, spreading throughout the hearts of all those who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts in this world.
"Congratulations to the host for your subordinate Xuanyuan Tianshang for killing Huli Changsheng in a solo battle and receiving a reward from the Heavenly Dao. The Purgatory skill has been upgraded to the Saint Skill - Prison God."
The battle for godhood has begun! The first general to reach the Saint Martial God realm will unlock the Saint Martial God Encyclopedia, receiving Heavenly Dao bonuses in all aspects of their power, and will be rewarded with a god-level figure. There are a total of nine slots, and five have been collected so far! The host can view the other four.
Congratulations, host, for obtaining the first Sacred Martial God in the local area recorded by the Heavenly Dao. The Sacred Martial God Encyclopedia of the system is now open, with a quota of 6. The first to reach the Sacred Martial God level will be granted the title of general. Generals who are released afterward will have a maximum strength of 109.
Congratulations, host, for activating the encyclopedia feature and obtaining one Purple Gold Summoning Card!
Purple Gold Summoning Card: Guaranteed to summon a character with 108+ Strength or 102+ in any other attribute.
Congratulations, host! Your subordinate Xuanyuan Tianshang has slain Huli Changsheng. You are hereby rewarded with a High-Level Gold Summoning Card.
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Across the continent, several top experts, some secluded in the mountains, some traversing battlefields, and some sitting quietly in temples, all felt something at this moment. They all raised their heads to look at the sky, some frowning in thought, some bursting with fighting spirit, and some showing expressions of great interest.
The seemingly bleak path of martial arts ahead of them suddenly became clearer, and an invisible portal to a higher level seemed to be slowly opening.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, the sight of Huli Changsheng being slain in battle was like the most shocking painting, deeply imprinted in the eyes of every witness.
The Xia army soldiers went from desperately defending their position to the appearance of the Dragon Cavalry Battalion bringing hope, to the terrifying moment when their commander Qin Lin almost lost his life, and finally witnessed the enemy's war god being slain by their own general!
This dramatic rise and fall, this dramatic turnaround from the brink of defeat, instantly ignited everyone's morale to a boiling point!
After a brief silence, cheers erupted like a landslide and a tsunami!
"General's might is divine! Invincible! Invincible!"
"We won! We won! Slaughter all the barbarians!"
"Avenge our fallen brothers! Charge!"
The long-suppressed fear, sorrow, and anger were now transformed into a raging fighting spirit and a roar of revenge.
The once crumbling defensive line instantly transformed into a torrent of steel, unleashing an astonishing counterattack.
In contrast, the death of Hulü Changsheng was like the collapse of a towering pillar in the Eastern Yi army.
He is not only a symbol of military power, but also the embodiment of the spirit of the Dongyi army, and an invincible war god in the hearts of countless soldiers.
Witnessing their god-like commander being killed by the enemy and his body lying on the ground, the panic and despair brought about by the collapse of their faith instantly shattered the psychological defenses of all the Dongyi soldiers.
"General Changsheng...is he dead?"
"Run! Run!"
"The sky has fallen! We've lost! We've lost everything!"
Screams, cries, and desperate howls filled the air. Fear spread like a plague at an alarming rate.
The soldiers in the front ranks were the first to drop their weapons and turn to flee. Seeing the front lines crumble, the soldiers in the center also lost the will to fight and joined the fleeing ranks. Even the most elite 3,000 Sun Chasing Guards, who had been struggling to maintain their line, were among them.
With their commander dead and the army leaderless, morale collapsed instantly, and they lost their will to fight, fleeing in disarray with the tide of defeated soldiers.
The defeat was swift and devastating! The more than 100,000-strong Dongyi army crumbled in an instant, turning into countless panicked torrents that rushed aimlessly toward the pontoon bridge and the riverbank, wanting nothing more than to get away from the black-armored figure behind them, who resembled a god of death, and the earth-shaking battle cries of the Xia army.
"Dragon Cavalry soldiers, listen to my command!" Although Yuchi Wei's blood and qi were still churning in his chest and abdomen and his internal injuries were not light, a terrifying glint flashed in his eyes as he saw the enemy chieftain beheaded and the entire army collapse.
He took a deep breath, his voice booming like tearing silk, drowning out the clamor of the battlefield: "The enemy formation has crumbled! The barbarian chieftain has been slain! Follow me, pursue and kill them! Crush the barbarian ranks and uphold the might of our Great Xia!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Dragon Cavalry heavy cavalry responded in unison, their shouts like thunder, their armored men and horses exuding a murderous aura that filled the field.
Upon receiving the order, they were like steel beasts unleashed from their shackles, and they started moving again!
The black armor reflected the cold sunlight, the horse spears stood level like a forest, and the heavy thud of hooves on the ground merged into a thunderous roar that chilled the heart, as they launched a devastating charge towards the flank of the fleeing Eastern Barbarian army!
Where the iron hooves passed, men and horses fell. The fleeing Dongyi soldiers had no formation, their backs to the heavy cavalry, like straw waiting to be cut.
The lance easily pierced the fragile leather armor, and the warhorse mercilessly trampled the fallen body.
Screams, the sound of bones cracking, and the sound of weapons piercing flesh filled the air. Wherever the black torrent of steel passed, it left behind only a crimson path paved with blood and flesh.
After the battle, Qin Lin stood up with difficulty, supported by his personal guards. His face was pale, but his eyes were piercing.
He took a deep breath, enduring the excruciating pain and the biting cold, and channeled his remaining inner strength, his voice echoing throughout the Imperial Guard ranks:
"My brave soldiers! The barbarians have been vanquished, and the enemy's courage has been shattered! The time for counterattack is now! Follow me, advance across the entire front, recapture the crossing, and avenge all our fallen comrades!"
"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"
Although the Imperial Guards suffered heavy casualties and were all wounded, their morale was soaring and they were united in their hatred of the enemy.
Following closely behind the breach opened by the Dragon Cavalry, they swept towards the collapsing Eastern Barbarian army formation like a flood bursting its banks.
Amidst the glint of swords and the swarm of spears, the pent-up humiliation, sorrow, and rage were unleashed upon the fleeing enemy.
The battlefield situation has completely reversed, with offense and defense switching roles, and pursuit and escape becoming the main themes.
Large numbers of defeated soldiers swarmed toward the pontoon bridge that connected life and death like headless flies.
The bridge was instantly overcrowded with people, and cries, shoving, and trampling ensued, leading to a series of tragedies.
People were constantly being pushed into the icy Onon River, struggling for a few moments before being swallowed by the swift current.
The rout not only disrupted order on the pontoon bridge, but also, like an out-of-control mudslide, rushed straight towards the outer defense line of the Dongyi camp on the opposite bank of the river.
Inside the commander's tent of the Eastern Barbarian central army camp.
Helan Cangfeng paced anxiously, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.
The scouts sent out either failed to return for a long time or brought back vague and unclear messages.
On the battlefield across the river, the sudden, deafening cheers of the Xia army, followed by a collapse of shouts like an avalanche, intensified his ominous premonition.
"Report—!!!" The tent flap was violently flung open, and a soldier covered in blood, his helmet askew, scrambled in, his face ashen, his voice distorted with extreme terror:
"Marshal! Something terrible has happened! General Hulü... General Hulü Changsheng... has been... has been killed in battle by that Xia general! Our front lines... have completely collapsed! The fleeing soldiers... the fleeing soldiers are surging towards the camp, we can't stop them!"
"What?!" Helan Cangfeng was struck dumb as if by lightning. His body swayed violently, and he staggered back several steps, his back slamming heavily against the edge of the heavy command desk.
The gilded wine pot, the leather map, and the military tally on the table all slid to the ground with a clatter, spilling wine everywhere, tearing the map apart, leaving a mess.
His eyes were wide open, his face drained of color, and his lips trembled.
"Impossible... Absolutely impossible! Changsheng was the fiercest general of our Eastern Barbarians, possessing a divine spear and a magnificent steed, how could he... how could he have been defeated and killed?!"
Huli Changsheng was his greatest asset in this battle and the pillar that kept the morale of his 300,000-strong army stable.
If this pillar falls, the consequences for the more than 100,000 exhausted troops on the front lines who have been fighting for a long time will be unimaginable!