Mythical Three Kingdoms

”Surround them!” Wei Yan roared, and he himself spurred his horse forward. Zhuge Liang had already signaled Wei Yan to resolve the battle as soon as possible. Given the current rate of depletion of Wei Yan’s Legion Talent, a conclusion must be reached within one quarter hour, but it seemed like there wouldn’t be any issues.

Wei Yan led the charge, heading straight for Qui Fu’s direction. The veterans of the Han Army who had previously been holding back the enemy also seized the opportunity to advance. Qui Fu, with a serious expression, ordered the Northern Huns Elite Cavalry to retreat and engage in mounted archery suppression, avoiding direct combat.

Unfortunately, such an arrow barrage suppression could not inflict effective damage on the Han Army elite, who were already nearing the Military Spirit level. Even though the counterattack charge had somewhat disrupted the Han Army’s formation, the Northern Huns Elite Cavalry could not inflict any meaningful damage on the Han Army due to their overwhelming advantage in basic attributes.

[Once they counterattack, the formation suffers significant disruption. Even though the veterans still maintain some level of coordination, major gaps have appeared in the formation. Without Li Yan’s Legion Talent, I simply cannot issue precise commands under these circumstances.] Wei Yan pondered as he launched his assault, realizing he still had much to learn.

Qui Fu perhaps guessed some of this, and seeing Wei Yan lead a counterattack, he directly led the Northern Huns Elite Cavalry to retreat, avoiding close combat with the Han Army and opting for distance harassment instead.

Though Wei Yan could catch up on horseback, doing so without his soldiers would effectively send him directly into Qui Fu’s trap.

Qui Fu fought while retreating, avoiding a direct confrontation with Wei Yan, dragging Wei Yan out of the Han Camp. Apart from the earlier losses of a few hundred, the Northern Huns Elite Cavalry managed to retreat successfully, with only a few stragglers being caught unexpectedly.

The Han Army’s foot soldiers, though absolutely superior in all aspects, suffered injuries from mounted archery volleys aimed at disrupting their ranks, unavoidable even for the experienced veterans.

Thus, once Qui Fu had led the way out of the Han Camp, Wei Yan was left in a dilemma. If he pursued, his infantry, being slow, would struggle, but retreating to the camp for defense would allow the enemy to harass them with mounted archery. Although the damage might not be significant, without the Military Spirit Legion’s ability to resist death, mishaps could occasionally occur.

More importantly, Wei Yan was well aware of his situation. Though Qui Fu had been effectively driven out of the camp promptly, taking less than five minutes, Wei Yan’s potent Legion Talent could only last one quarter hour. Prolonged stalling would be a waste, and the opponent clearly inferred from battle experience that this was a strong Legion Talent.

”Qui Fu, would you dare fight me one-on-one?” Wei Yan shouted in Qui Fu’s direction, anxious yet outwardly calm.

”Heh, I just want to know how long your Legion Talent can last. The stronger the talent, the more obvious the weaknesses. Does such a drastic enhancement deplete your power or your soldiers’ lives?” Qui Fu’s mocking voice emanated from the dark mist.

Wei Yan felt a sinking sensation, becoming slightly anxious, but thankfully, his troops’ morale remained stable, leading to a tense stalemate between the two sides.

At that moment, the sound of galloping warhorses resonated from within the camp, and Wei Yan felt a sense of relief.

Without hesitation, Wei Yan led his infantry back to the Han Camp, while Qui Fu hesitated, realizing that pursing Wei Yan would necessitate close combat, disadvantaging his troops. Alternatively, not pursuing would inevitably lead to facing the enemy’s elite cavalry.

The Han Army’s three elite cavalry types, whether the annoying White Horse, the versatile Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry like the Northern Huns, or the Xiliang Iron Cavalry that resolved everything through close combat, could all counter Qui Fu’s Legion Talent effectively, proving to be formidable adversaries for the Northern Huns Elite Cavalry.

As Wei Yan slowly retreated back to the camp, Qui Fu seemed prepared, silently commanding his troops to retreat. Once they reached a distance of two hundred paces, he led them to veer right, seemingly aiming to exploit a breach from another direction.

By then, Wei Yan had reunited with his main force, and with Zhuge Liang’s support, switched to Zhao Yun’s Legion Talent before pursuing the fleeing Qui Fu. The opponent’s disruptive Legion Talent would be challenging for most to deal with.

”Seems there should be no problems now,” Yu Jin sighed with relief as he observed Wei Yan leading his troops in a pursuit.

Wei Yan’s primary cavalry unit had now all been replaced with Xiliang Iron Cavalry. In the current scarcity of Xiliang Iron Cavalry, even Huang Zhong could only lead mounted archers. Wei Yan commanding such a powerful asset spoke volumes about his status.

”It’s not necessarily over. Order the troops to repair any breaches in the camp’s defenses and prepare for emergencies. I have already ordered the cavalry to the front line, but the opponent’s disruptive Legion Talent is truly troublesome,” Zhuge Liang remarked with a hint of annoyance.

”Indeed, that Legion Talent, which obscures vision, would wreak havoc if it breaks into the camp,” Yu Jin nodded in agreement.

Frankly, Yu Jin had barely restrained himself from employing a Legion Attack earlier. Though not being able to see the enemy might result in inaccurate attacks, potentially affecting his own troops, if Qui Fu indeed infiltrated the camp, Yu Jin would undoubtedly resort to a Legion Attack immediately.

While Zhuge Liang was troubled, Wei Yan, leading the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, had already caught up with Qui Fu’s Northern Huns Elite Cavalry. Qui Fu, ahead, would occasionally execute mounted archery, seemingly not going all out. Meanwhile, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry ignored the arrow storm, pressing on relentlessly, with only a few unlucky ones struck fatally, while the others charged undeterred by the arrows.

This mounted archery did not last for long. After galloping over ten miles, Qui Fu suddenly turned his horse sharply. In an instant, Wei Yan realized the opponent’s intent—to eliminate him here!

”Heh!” Wei Yan sneered inwardly. As the opponent charged head-on, it was still uncertain who would eliminate whom today. At the moment of their head-on clash, the Xiliang Iron Cavalry behind him also got excited, spurring their horses forward vigorously.

Qui Fu fully unleashed his Legion Talent, aware that under Wei Yan’s Legion Talent, it seemed ineffective. However, judging from the previous charge, Wei Yan’s Legion Talent appeared to have waned to a certain degree!

In Qui Fu’s eyes, this presented a golden opportunity to eliminate this dangerous element, a commander capable of transforming a legion into a Quasi-Military Soul. He was exceedingly perilous!

The opportunity to strike while the iron was hot, after repeated arrow barrages, had let Qui Fu understand that the Xiliang Iron Cavalry basically retained only their inherent attributes. Such Xiliang Iron Cavalry, in Qui Fu’s view, were already susceptible to being forcefully dealt with.

Though the Xiliang Iron Cavalry indeed had a great advantage in close combat, Qui Fu’s near-Inner Qi Manifestation peak combat prowess was no easy feat either.

In the instant he turned his horse, Qui Fu activated the secret technique within his heart, causing his whole being to turn a fiery red, with a ferocity that might startle even Wei Yan.

Of course, this was no more than a jest. Wei Yan admitted he couldn’t match that level of strength, yet to intimidate him, it was far too lacking. Whether it was Zhang Fei, Huang Zhong, or Zhao Yun, each would easily eclipse this level when pushed to their limits.

Zhang Fei, that maniac, would put Wei Yan and Guan Ping through rigorous drills when Guan Yu wasn’t around, even sparring with Wei Yan while activating his Legion Talent. While Qui Fu’s presence was fierce, attempting to intimidate Wei Yan was a far-fetched notion!

”Face your demise!” Qui Fu’s thunderous roar echoed across miles, emboldening his troops to fight to the death under their chief general’s command.

”Kill me? Today, I’ll finish you off here! Take this, Dark Seal!” Wei Yan bellowed, directly discarding Zhao Yun’s Legion Talent, and clashing with Qui Fu by activating Qui Fu’s own Legion Talent—today, it’s your end!