Mythical Three Kingdoms

The Xianbei People were among the least afraid of the Han Dynasty. Their power, at the time of Tan Shihuai, had risen to a four-to-one advantage. Even though they later waned, overall, they had more confidence compared to other Hu people.

This is also why, before the Northern Huns returned, the Xianbei could firmly hold the top position among the Northern Barbarians. Besides population and battle achievements, another reason is that the Xianbei were more ruthless than other Hu people.

Seeing Pang De rush into the Central Army, heading straight for the Command Banner, the Xianbei Commander immediately dispatched the Xianbei’s elite troops to spread fire in the direction of Pang De’s Cavalry. As for the nearby Miscellaneous Hun, apologies, please die for victory.

Truly ruthless people are harsh on themselves too, and the Xianbei were exactly like this. Without regard for casualties, the barrage of arrows quickly suppressed Pang De’s charging speed. Many soldiers were directly shot off their horses, and even Pang De himself wasn’t spared from getting hit by arrows.

”I must kill you!” With a blood-red gaze, Pang De roared after more than a dozen of his trusted aides had been shot down from their horses.

As Pang De’s eyes turned bloodshot, the originally dark Legion Talent suddenly had a tint of blood. Moreover, the soldiers felt that their physical strength, which had been drained due to injuries, was gradually returning. Even movements that were previously sluggish due to wounds seemed not to be affected anymore.

”Kill, kill, kill!” It was unclear which soldier shouted first, but the rest of the soldiers echoed the same shout, then frenziedly charged forward.

Under the Xianbei’s arrow rain, the soldiers of Pang De’s Army dodged when possible. When not, they pressed forward through the arrows to kill their enemies, as if the pain from their bodily injuries was fading away.

In this moment, Pang De wielded his great sword, appearing like a demon unleashed, yet his mind was astonishingly calm. After slicing an enemy in front into two, he used his bloodthirsty, insane aura to suppress the entire Miscellaneous Hun Infantry.

The following soldiers did likewise. Some were hit by multiple arrows but still with fervent eyes attacked the Miscellaneous Hun in front of them. As the injuries to Pang De’s Army grew more severe, this kind of frenzied and terrifying aura became even more frightening.

The soldiers, pierced by multiple wounds yet undying, exerted every strike as if at their previous peak. This fighting style, like demons crawling out of hell, quickly spread like a plague through the entire Miscellaneous Hun Legion.

Facing Pang De on the frontlines, the soldiers even showed expressions of fear. The aura of these blood-soaked soldiers, with dozens of wounds yet still standing, made the front-facing Miscellaneous Hun almost break apart. If not for the ruthless Xianbei Commander, who controlled the retreating forces by threatening to kill anyone who fled, the front-facing Miscellaneous Hun might have already turned and collapsed.

After all, a normal army encountering such seemingly indestructible enemies would likely be crushed by inner fear alone.

In the end, the great swords of the battle supervision squad couldn’t withstand the pressure Pang De’s Main Formation exerted on the Central Army’s front line Miscellaneous Hun.

In the Central Army, a soldier pierced by over a dozen arrows yet still undying, charged forward on horseback. He even decapitated a Miscellaneous Hun Centurion in a blood-soaked state, causing the front line Miscellaneous Hun to collapse. The battle supervision squad could be killed, but their opponent wasn’t human!

The retreating Miscellaneous Hun completely missed seeing the Pang De soldier, pierced by dozens of arrows, who, at the moment they turned to flee, had the resolute gleam in his eyes suddenly extinguished, gradually falling off his horse.

Will transcends the body, indeed able to create miracles, providing seemingly infinite physical strength, the power to disregard pain, and the power to resist death.

However, even a Military Spirit Legion can’t fully resist death. Even if some of Pang De’s soldiers perfectly aligned with the Pang De’s Corps’ talent, possessing an incredibly strong will, life ultimately has its limits. Even if their will remained undissipated, they would still die when their bodies truly couldn’t withstand anymore.

”All soldiers, charge with me!” Pang De slashed through the incoming arrow with a swing, then shouted loudly as he galloped his horse towards the Command Banner of the Central Army, deciding victory in this critical moment.

When the battle supervision squad sent by the Xianbei Commander was pushed back by the Central Army, he realized things weren’t going well. He immediately led the Xianbei Main Formation to press against the routed Central Army, with a barrage of arrows successfully forcing the routed troops to the sides.

However, at this time, Pang De had already followed the routed troops into the core of the Central Army. Success or failure hinged on this move. Pang De, his eyes blood-red with fury, upon seeing the Xianbei Commander, didn’t say much but unleashed all his power and charged directly at the foe, followed by his elite cavalry.

The Miscellaneous Hun at the wings, under the Xianbei Commander’s dispatch, pressed towards the Central Army. Yet at this moment, Pang De was completely fearless. His goal was to cut down the Command Banner, to slay the Xianbei Commander opposite him.

At this point, if he could seize these two elements in one fell swoop, the current situation would instantly reverse, and Pang De could even achieve new feats. For instance, achieving an overwhelming victory over 30,000 Hu people with only hundreds of soldier casualties under a one to ten enemy ratio, all in less than an hour.

Nevertheless, at that moment, Pang De had no energy to consider such things. He was merely unleashing his whole ferocious aura, leading all his elite cavalry to charge, defying the arrow rain from the Xianbei Main Formation as they broke into their camp.

In an instant, the Miscellaneous Hun were thrown into disarray. Pang De’s soldiers, bearing the arrow rain, with numerous arrows embedded, none fell from his immediate vanguard as they bloodily and frantically smashed into the last defenses of the Miscellaneous Hun’s Central Army.

At this moment, the Xianbei Main Formation finally understood the fear the previous Miscellaneous Hun experienced fighting against Pang De’s Army. Their opponents’ eyes bore only one emotion—kill. The sight of these blood-soaked, arrow-riddled yet wildly battling soldiers sent chills to the heart of the Xianbei Main Formation.

No one wants to fight madmen, especially those who seemingly can’t be killed. The moment the two sides clashed, the wild momentum of Pang De’s Army suppressed the Xianbei Main Formation into hesitance. The difference in combat power between the two sides wasn’t that vast, but the fear-stifled Xianbei failed to utilize their true strength. Within a few breaths, the Xianbei Main Formation began to be trounced!

The furious Xianbei Commander led his most trusted Personal Guard Headquarters to attack Pang De. As the long spear crossed paths with a great sword, the Xianbei Commander saw a headless corpse, with an extra glimpse of his own back, followed by the sound of hooves descending, and then nothing more was visible.

”Snap!” A crisp sound echoed as the Flag Guard Officer of the Miscellaneous Hun and the Command Banner were cleaved—man, horse, and banner alike—underneath Pang De’s explosive inner qi.

”The enemy commander is dead, follow me to slay the enemies!” Pang De’s voice spread quickly across the battlefield. The Miscellaneous Hun looked over the vacated Central Army, with the Command Banner broken, exacerbating the chaos among their formerly disruptive ranks, while many of Pang De’s elite cavalry, swaying at this shout, fell from their horses and died.