Back then, King of Dingling relied on Mii Lohe’s ability to command about a hundred thousand slaves to hold back his brother and seize the throne.

This kind of Legion Talent doesn’t improve anyone’s combat power, nor does it enhance the elite troops, and similarly, it doesn’t weaken the enemy. However, this talent allows slaves and Miscellaneous Hun, those weak elements, to display a portion of their inherent strength.

To put it more directly, if a hundred captives dare to fight, what do merely a few soldiers guarding them count as? After all, they’re all human, two arms carrying one head, vastly outnumbering the enemy, why wouldn’t they win?

When there are many people with Military Formation, added bonuses and cooperation, can a few look at hundreds and those hundreds not defeat a few? There’s nothing magical; it’s mostly fear. If fear is broken, even if hundreds are barehanded, they can certainly take down a few ordinary soldiers wielding swords and spears.

Mii Lohe’s ability can make anyone who understands the meaning of drum beats subconsciously follow and fight according to the drums. Though this level is not high, this subconscious action is already enough to utilize the strength of a normal person.

Though the strength they can exert is not much, combined with the terrifying numbers, it can officially serve as a trump card.

With the sound of the Northern Huns Central drumbeat, the Hun army’s Left Wing, originally shattered due to the attack by Zhang Xiu’s trio, began to spontaneously resist the Han Army’s Break Formation. Though not strong, it was completely different from the previous instant collapse situation.

"Hahaha!" King of Dingling laughed heartily upon seeing Mii Lohe take the stage, as the Northern Huns Left Wing suddenly stabilized, and at this moment, the slowly advancing Han Central Army finally entered within a mile’s range. Immediately, King of Dingling hesitated no more.

"Yizhong, set out! Bring death to the Han Army, let them understand how terrifying the war chariots on the plains are!" At this moment, King of Dingling was full of vigor. The Han Army was formidable and majestic, but they of Dingling had waited too long for this day.

They have the ability to command hundreds of thousands of slaves to fight in unison, they possess the ultimate Break Formation weapon. More importantly, they have the ambition to vie for supremacy.

These multifaceted advantages combine together, enough to allow Dingling People to confront the Han Army, to defeat the Han Army in front, to gain the qualification to be treated as equals by the Han Army!

"Roar!" At the moment King of Dingling opened the Central Army, a large array of densely packed war chariots dragged by two oxen and two horses spread out in a line. Unlike the last assault on the Han Camp, this time all the chariots were fixed with numerous blades.

Super fast charging war chariots, complemented with the blades on them, combined with powerful kinetic energy, are enough to slice the enemies on the side to pieces instantly and no longer need to worry about attacks from the side.

In front of all the chariots, there is a fire-red painted chariot, even the ox’s head is covered with battle armor, and Yizhong stands atop this chariot. With King of Dingling’s command, Yizhong roared a furious cry, as all the chariots slowly moved.

With the strength of the battle bulls and horses, all the war chariots charged faster and faster, and the Hun People and Dingling People immediately followed the charging war chariots to launch an assault on the Han Army.

Yizhong’s speed became faster and faster; he saw the Han Central Army dodging, rows upon rows of heavy armored infantry quickly moving left and right.

Though somewhat puzzled, Yizhong felt no fear. In this current battlefield, even with an established Crossbow Corps, it loses its significance. And even if the Han Army prepared war chariots, Yizhong was confident he could defeat them. His talent was born for war chariots.

As for other tactics, to Yizhong, they no longer mattered. The charging war chariot feared nothing, its overpowering impact was strong enough to crush anything head-on. When fighting with chariots, their enemy has always been their kind; as for other arms, they are just ants to be crushed!

Mile distance passed in the blink of an eye, at seventy paces, Yizhong clearly saw the empty space behind the retreating Central Army, only the main commander and the Command Banner were there.

There were no Crossbow Mechanisms as he expected, nor were there chariots like his; it was empty, with nothing there.

A rain of arrows crazily shot towards the chariots, but it completely couldn’t change the chariot’s direction. No need to evade, no need to counterattack, just needed to rush in to determine victory and defeat. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Yet for some reason, when Yizhong charged within fifty paces of the Central Army Command Banner, he suddenly noticed the mocking smile on the young Commander-in-chief’s face opposite. For some reason, a chill rose from his tailbone at that moment.

"Such foolish Miscellaneous Hun." Zhou Yu chuckled softly to those beside him.

Chen Xi was too lazy to respond to Zhou Yu’s words, his newly exchanged jade folding fan slowly pressed down, the milky white radiance instantly covering the 250,000 strong army, and Zhou Yu’s green brilliance similarly spread across. Then Xun Yu, Chen Qun, Cheng Yu successively took action.

The entire army instantly completed the first augmentation, as for the other Civil Officials behind, they all began connecting their Cloud Qi expressionlessly.

Under the joint mobilization of more than ten top-tier Civil Officials of the current era, the Han Army’s Cloud Qi structure was directly solidified, then frantically injected into the legion absorbing Cloud Qi. Even so, the Han Army’s Cloud Qi showed no sign of depleting.