Mythical Three Kingdoms-Chapter 1778 - 1662: The Right Approach, the Wrong Opponent (Part 2)

"Indeed, even with our two Military Spirit Legions, it’s absolutely impossible to swiftly kill the Northern Huns Chanyu who is protected by the Northern Huns Guards in a short time. Once we fail to execute them quickly, we’ll be mired in the trouble of a decisive battle, and the Huns won’t show tolerance under such circumstances." Yu Jin, rarely speaking at length, made Wei Yan glance at him in surprise.

"It seems this is a feigned attack." Wei Yan fixed his gaze on the opposing horde of Miscellaneous Hun troops returning fire with arrows, but with their weak force of retaliation, it seemed unlikely that the enemy could break through the camp’s perimeter defenses.

"Perhaps." Zhuge Liang shook his head, not directly denying Wei Yan’s words. He could guarantee that another direction of the camp would soon be under attack, but the main assault was presumably right in front of him.

As Yu Jin was about to let Wei Yan and Zhuge Liang leave while he dealt with the situation, reports suddenly arrived from other directions about a massive raid by the Miscellaneous Hun. Unlike their previous cavalry attacks, the majority of these Huns were infantry, some carrying thick Great Wooden Shields.

The glossy sheen on the shields showed that much effort had been spent nurturing these, and naturally, their defense was quite reliable for this nearly person-tall, half-palm thick wooden Tower Shield wrapped in cowhide, many times heavier than a normal Great Shield. Although continually bombarded by the Han’s focused fire, very few ordinary soldiers could actually shoot through them.

"Elite Archers, each find a target among the Hun shield bearers." Zhang Liao, defending the right flank of the camp, ordered after seeing the Hu People advancing with Great Shields and the Han’s arrowfire having little effect. He shot through one of the Great Wooden Shields on the opposite side with a single arrow.

Soon, a unit of five hundred Elite Archers was in place, each finding a target and starting to suppress the charging Huns, who, relying on their massive numbers, continued to advance towards the camp’s outer perimeter while being hit by the arrows.

After leaving substantial casualties, the sea of Miscellaneous Hun who had assaulted the Han’s camp from all directions successfully reached the periphery of the barricade.

Upon reaching the outer barricade, the shield-bearing Miscellaneous Hun began relentlessly ramming the barricade with the shields, while many others used large, prepared wooden hammers to bash the barricade.

Under the attack of a large number of well-prepared Miscellaneous Hun, the perimeter fence quickly collapsed, after which a large group of Hun, wielding their weapons, charged in a disorganized formation towards the Han army who were already arrayed and waiting.

"Something’s not right." Zhuge Liang’s expression turned exceedingly grave upon hearing the sound of battle from all directions. "Wen Chang, gather your cavalry, quickly!"

"Mobilize the cavalry?" Wei Yan was taken aback, looking at Zhuge Liang with a bit of confusion.

"Mobilize the troops quickly. These Miscellaneous Hun are all for a feigned assault. Their purpose is not attacking but paving the way for a cavalry charge." Zhuge Liang said coldly.

Yu Jin and Wei Yan initially failed to comprehend, but upon witnessing the wave of Hun charging at them, a chill ran through their hearts. If the Northern Huns managed to charge from behind at this moment, the fleeing Huns might cause their front-line infantry to collapse as well.

"Contract formation!" Yu Jin shouted the order, "Sword and Shield with Long Spear forward!"

Wei Yan hastily ordered his gathered cavalry to move towards the location, while Zhuge Liang ordered the dismantling of caltrops and other defensive structures in the camp, preparing for a large-scale cavalry charge within the camp.

Unfortunately, before Wei Yan’s Elite Cavalry could arrive, an ominous black mass appeared on the horizon, followed by a huge cloud of black mist. Instantly, both Zhuge Liang and Yu Jin’s faces darkened—this was Qui Fu’s ability, one of the five Legion Talents of the Northern Huns.

"Wen Chang, mirror my Legion Talent!" Zhuge Liang shouted directly at Wei Yan, who immediately mirrored the Legion Talent templates of Zhao Yun and Li Yan, realizing that at that moment, it was imperative not to let the enemy break through.

If they breached the camp, without the resistance of Zhao Yun’s Legion Talent, unless they were the kind of Xiliang Iron Cavalry who could charge into anything without seeing it, or Gongsun Bogui’s White Horse Super Elite who could dodge danger with Wind Repelling perception, all other troops would be at the mercy of this blinding tactic!

"Changwen, activate the Legion Talent, envelop the infantry, we absolutely can’t let them break through!" Zhuge Liang shouted at Wei Yan.

"Understood!" Wei Yan also grasped the core of the issue and immediately activated the Legion Talent to envelop Yu Jin’s main forces. It was fortunate that Wei Yan had already gained considerable prestige, otherwise the effect of the Legion Talent would not have been so potent.

"Adjust the Spear and Shield formation, refine it as much as possible, quickly!" Zhuge Liang urged with a hint of urgency—if the enemy indeed broke through into the camp, the only solution might be turning to Gao Shun. Yet, even if Gao Shun managed to settle things, the damage to the camp would be substantial, marking Zhuge Liang’s first independent command of a large army as a failure.

"I’m on it!" Wei Yan responded while adjusting the troops, his back turned.

Wei Yan was skilled in commanding troops, so once he understood the situation, he immediately began adjusting the distribution of Spear and Shield soldiers. However, prior to this, he had not personally experienced Li Yan’s Legion Talent abilities, so he hadn’t imagined that such a nuanced adjustment was possible. It was only under Zhuge Liang’s prompt that Wei Yan truly understood the potential extent of the talent.

As the ground began to tremble, the Huns at the flanks instinctively started to evade, but inevitably, some inattentive Hun soldiers failed to dodge in time, swallowed by the black mist.

"Hahaha, previously, your Han army had the upper hand, but I want to see if you can be as lucky this time!" Qui Fu laughed, blending into his Legion Talent.

"Fire!" Yu Jin commanded all the withdrawing infantry to launch an attack on the black mist. Unfortunately, under a circumstance where the enemy was invisible, even a barrage of arrows had little effect on the skilled and seasoned Northern Huns Elite Cavalry.

Yu Jin’s face was as black as ink at that moment. All soldiers incapable of perceiving and countering an attack within the black mist were ordered to retreat to the side, leaving only the three thousand Han Spear and Shield soldiers led by Wei Yan at the front. These three thousand were the only ones truly capable of seeing the enemy’s assault under Qui Fu’s Legion Talent.

"Hahaha, prepare to die!" Qui Fu’s wild laughter echoed from within the black mist. Many times his surprise attacks had taken the opponents prepared for them by surprise, easily toying with them under his blinding combat tactics, and numerous elite forces had been effortlessly slain by this move!

Seeing the Han army tightly arrayed with spears and shields pointed in his direction, Qui Fu smirked with disdain; he had witnessed this strategy too many times.

Every time, his Elite Cavalry would randomly pick off a portion of them, and the hot blood would splatter on the faces of their comrades, spreading deathly fear in the visual darkness, enough to break even the most elite soldiers.

Over the years, the only force Qui Fu had seen hold their own under his Legion Talent’s shadow was the Xiliang Iron Cavalry. Their inexplicable confidence—that whether they could see the enemy or not, the belief that they could defeat the foes in front while trusting their comrades to do the same—was beyond Qui Fu’s comprehension.

Clearly, this Han army lacked the Xiliang Iron Cavalry’s mysterious confidence. The Han infantry merely stood firm in place, compressing their defenses to hold them back—such tactics were too familiar to them.

With a cruel grin, every Elite Cavalry under Qui Fu was seasoned by similar battles of slaughtering the enemy, and thus upon seeing the determined expressions aimed at him, every Northern Huns Elite Cavalry bore a merciless look.

"Ding!" Yet, the metallic clash that resounded in the next instant shocked Qui Fu and successfully stymied the flank assault of the Northern Huns Elite Cavalry.