My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 510 - 190: Eight Hundred Slay Ten Thousand, The Barbarians’ Courage Shatters_6

Chapter 510: Chapter 190: Eight Hundred Slay Ten Thousand, The Barbarians’ Courage Shatters_6

“No surrender!”

However.

The blood-soaked Yu Wen, his voice hoarse with exertion, roared, “Don’t worry about my life or death! You are not to surrender, you may retreat, retreat! They only have eight hundred men; you can escape back to the nearest tribe!”

If he dies, so be it!

How could he let twenty thousand men simply become slaves to the Sheng people!

As long as he, the Prime Minister, does not cooperate, eight hundred men cannot possibly make twenty thousand surrender!

Chen Sansi certainly understood this principle.

Back at Hulaoguan, three thousand had surrendered tens of thousands, all thanks to Fan Shuzhen’s cooperation.

Unexpectedly, this Prime Minister still had some backbone.

He couldn’t be bothered to argue anymore, simply throwing him to the ground with force, and then, with a rearing of his horse and a raise of his spear, he shouted loud as a mighty bell, as if a deity had descended from the skies, striking awe into the hearts, “Those who do not surrender, shall be killed without mercy!”

Waging war!

One must understand strategic objectives!

This northern campaign into the Great Desert aimed to annihilate the barbarians’ living forces, not to occupy land.

The vast desert…

Except for the area around the Agate River, which could be used for raising horses, other areas were not worth the upkeep for Dasheng, so the focus had to be on annihilating the enemy.

“This…”

The barbarians looked at each other, hesitating.

But in the end, they chose to retreat, not surrender.

The Prime Minister was right.

The Sheng people only had eight hundred men.

If they couldn’t fight them off, couldn’t they still run away?!

They just needed to return to their own tribes, and live as they had before; if they became captives, it wouldn’t be the same!

“Flee quickly!”

“Retreat!”

“…”

Under the command of several assistant generals, the twenty thousand-strong army turned their horses and headed in the direction of the nearest tribe.

“Good escape, good escape!”

The severely injured Yu Wen Chengzhao revealed a grim smile, “As long as we, men of the Heavenly Clan, are still alive, we can always return and seize all your Sheng people’s land, drink all your Sheng people’s blood!”

No expression could be read on Chen Sansi’s face.

These people, if they were willing to surrender, could have spared themselves; Dasheng too would have less trouble on its hands.

But if they were not willing, then they had no choice but…

Kill!

Kill until they were willing!

The barbarians didn’t care, barely maintaining formation as they fled toward the nearest tribe with a Martial Saint.

The eight hundred Hongze Cavalry could only chase after them, unable to stop an army set on fleeing.

“Clang—”

Time flew by in a flash.

Chen Sansi pulled his long spear out of the body of Darai Achik, and then disappeared from Yu Wen Chengzhao’s view.

When he reappeared,

It was just him with his spear, blocking the way of thousands of soldiers!

“I’ve said—”

In the heavy snow,

Chen Sansi’s voice echoed again,

“You only have two choices, either surrender or die; there is no third way out!”

“You…”

The barbarians were both frightened and angry, “You are too bullying!”

Unable to defeat him and not allowed to flee!

It was like being driven down a path of certain death.

In an instant,

These nineteen thousand people turned into cornered beasts, their fear transforming into ferocity under their survival instincts, paradoxically rallying from defeat to charge at the solitary figure in the snow.

“You can kill a thousand!”

“But can you really wipe out all twenty thousand of us!”

“…”

However,

They soon realized a terrifying fact.

This man really could!

The Qi Power of the White Robe seemed never-ending!

Many times,

When they saw the White Robe pause, they thought he was finally exhausted; however… he merely wiped the thick bloodstains off his spear, then continued to charge at them, giving no indication of fatigue!

From an organized retreat, the barbarians devolved into a disorderly rout, but even so, very few managed to escape; that White Horse was like a ghost reaping lives, appearing behind anyone who thought of leaving.

The geography around Huqiu Mountain meant there were only two viable escape routes. Add to that the eight hundred Light Cavalry covering gaps, it was like herding sheep, relentlessly driving them back.

In the hearts of the fleeing barbarians, there was no more fighting spirit left, completely turning into lambs awaiting slaughter.

Two thousand men!

Three thousand men!

Eight thousand men!

Up to ten thousand!

Until at dawn the next day, when the heavy snow suddenly stopped and sunlight flooded the earth, the killing went on all night long!

Finally!

The barbarians were utterly consumed by fear!

Gut-wrenchingly fearful.

Just like a tamed beast at the slaughterhouse, unable to muster even a hint of resistance!

Even the thought of running away was absent!

“Clang clang!”

Weapons and armor were discarded as if to relieve a flood.

The last ten thousand barbarians kneeled down in unison, like straw blown by the wind.

“We surrender!”

“We surrender!”

“Ah!”

“Ah—”

In a reflexive response, some even looked across the blank expanse, seeing White Horses and White Robes everywhere, and were frightened into madness on the spot!

“…”

In the distance, already subdued by Zhao Kang and others, Yu Wen Chengzhao was completely numb, just staring dazedly at the soldiers in front of him kneeling in surrender and at the blood-covered White Robed General who still did not know fatigue.

He alone…

had likely killed over four thousand people that night

and yet he was not exhausted!

One man killed an army!

Yu Wen Chengzhao trembled all over.

He was certain.

In the world, there was no second man as fiercely brave.

This loss was not unjust!

…

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Hongze Camp.

Cao Zhi, leading along with Assistant General You Jike, rushed forward with fifteen thousand cavalry.

Not far ahead of them was Huqiu Mountain, the barbarian’s major camp.

“Why is it so quiet?”

Cao Zhi, with a worried expression, “Did we take a wrong turn?”

“We didn’t take a wrong turn.”

You Jike stated confidently, “I once personally led the Night Patrol Team here to scout, Prime Minister Yu Wen’s camp is right ahead.”

“Why is there no noise at all? Could something have happened?”

Cao Zhi muttered.

Eight hundred light cavalry, still scouts!

Going to annihilate the enemy force was an utterly absurd task in itself; now, with such silence, how could one not worry.

Inside Hongze Camp.

Most of the soldiers, who hadn’t truly fought with Chen Sansi before, couldn’t help whisper among themselves.

“Could our General have…”

“Yes, after all, eight hundred men.”

“It is said that Huqiu Mountain’s barbarians have as many as three Mystical Phenomenon Generals.”

“Once surrounded…”

“Stop talking nonsense!”

Wang Zhi cursed, “Sowing discord within the army is a capital offense, don’t you know?!”

“General Tang.”

Cao Zhi suggested, “How about the army halts here, and you and I take fifty light cavalry to Huqiu Mountain to clear up the situation before making a decision?”

Before understanding the situation,

it was absolutely unwise for their main force to approach too closely.

if the eight hundred cavalry had truly met their doom…

it meant there could be a trap prepared upfront, just waiting for them to jump in.

“My junior brother is not reckless.”

Wang Zhi analyzed seriously, “The previous attack by eight hundred cavalry could be a feint; his command for us to lead the main army here might have other intentions. Let’s go and see.”

They selected fifty light cavalry and headed with utmost speed to the slope where they could see the enemy camp.

Then what they saw…

was a snowy field stained with red and white, under the warm golden sun, hordes of submissive barbarians lining up neatly, heading toward Dasheng’s direction.

Next to them were hardly any prison guards.

At the rear at the Central Army Tent, the military flag…

had already been replaced with a large banner emblazoned with ‘Sheng’, and another with the ‘Chen’ General’s banner.

Seeing this,

it was clear to Cao Zhi and Wang Zhi.

Huqiu Mountain…

had been taken!

Eight hundred men had seized a camp of twenty thousand soldiers and three Mystical Phenomenon Generals!

And so many, facing just eight hundred, didn’t even run, as if they were willing to surrender.

Even looking at the bodies on the ground,

just from the slain enemy, there were about ten thousand!

They were terrified into submission, chilled to the bone by the killing!

But they only had eight hundred men…

If controlling the enemy’s leaders and forcing their surrender, that was understandable.

But how was it possible to kill so many?

Was this killing…

or mowing grass?!