strictlysupreme Chapter 1231 Counterattack
Chapter 1231 Counterattack
Countless pieces of armor! Our soldiers...our defending officers...over thirty of them were killed or wounded!"
"Report!!" Another scout rushed in almost at the same time, his voice equally hoarse: "Your Majesty! The Shenmu supply area was looted by Northern Mang cavalry! Grain, fodder, and silver carts were taken! The Shenmu Army... the Shenmu Army... did not intervene!"
The tent was instantly filled with dead silence! You could hear a pin drop!
Meng Zhi's axe hummed! Bloodshot flashed in his eyes! "Tuoba Hong! I'm going to skin you alive!"
The generals' faces turned pale! Their chests heaved violently! To be stabbed and plundered by such a small nation was a humiliating shame!
Qin Ming sat upright on the Panlong Chair, his face expressionless beneath his visor. Only his bottomless eyes, like two cold abysses swallowing all light, reflected the smoke and blood swirling outside the tent.
He wasn't angry. He wasn't roaring.
There was only a cold, murderous intent like ten thousand years of black ice.
"Ying Qi." Qin Ming's cold voice was like iron falling to the ground.
"Here!" Ying Qi appeared like a ghost.
"Convey my command." Qin Ming slowly raised his armored finger and pointed in the direction of the Northern Mang territory on the map. "Order! General Han De (although he was captured, his title still exists to deter the enemy) and his troops, immediately break camp! Move to Black Stone Pass! Keep the beacon fires burning for twelve hours!"
"Order! General Li Gan, the Western Expeditionary General! Lead your light cavalry to the Falling Eagle Gorge! Make an effort to... cut off Xiliang's food supply!"
"Order! Jingnan Commander Zhou Bo! Navy warships, patrol the Nucang River! Block the waterway! Nanzhao merchant ships...seize all!"
Qin Ming's voice was low, but it was like a hammer, hammering down on every general's heart! The beacon fires continue! Cut off the food supply! Block the waterway! This is... a naked threat of force! It's a simultaneous display of force against the three kingdoms!
"Your Majesty!" Meng Zhi said anxiously, "That bastard Tuoba Hong..."
Qin Ming's gaze slowly turned to Meng Zhi from under his veil, his voice still as cold as ever: "Meng Zhi."
"The general is here!"
"You lead three thousand Black Armored Heavy Cavalry and five thousand Light Cavalry!" Qin Ming's armored finger pointed fiercely at the map, at the border between Beimang and Shenmu, a treacherous area marked "Yehu Ridge." "Travel day and night! Ambush here!"
A cold light as sharp as a real blade burst out from his deep eyes!
"Tuoba Hong... after his successful plunder, he wouldn't dare take the main road! Yehu Ridge... is the only way for him to return to Beimang!"
"I want his head!"
"I want Beimang to pay with ten times the blood..."
"Hey!!!!" Meng Zhi's roar was like a landslide and a tsunami! He turned around suddenly, and his tower-like body smashed through the curtains, his armor clanging!
Yehu Ridge.
The moon is dark and the wind is high.
The bitter north wind, like the wail of ghosts, swept across jagged rocks and bottomless ravines. The Soul-Breaking Cliff, like the broken fangs of a giant beast, loomed abruptly above the narrow pass. Below, a narrow path barely wide enough for three riders abreast, beneath the bleak moonlight, resembled the throat of hell.
Cliff top.
Dead silence.
Three thousand heavily armored cavalry, both men and horses clad in heavy black iron armor, stood silently in the howling cold wind like cold steel sculptures. Their horses held gags in their mouths, their hooves wrapped in cloth, their heavy breathing forming a white mist beneath their visors. Five thousand light cavalry lay in wait in the dense forests on either side, their bows and crossbows drawn, their poisoned arrows flickering a cold blue light in the darkness.
Meng Zhi's massive frame, like a mountain of iron, stood at the edge of the cliff. His massive axe rested on the ground, its blade reflecting the pale moonlight. His crimson eyes pierced the darkness, fixed intently on the windswept, sand-blurred wilderness at the end of the pass.
"General! Here they come!" A scout climbed up from the cliff like a civet cat, his voice low and filled with a hint of bloodthirsty excitement, "The Northern Mang flag! Tuoba Hong's royal flag! Right at the head of the team! Behind them... are fully loaded baggage carts! They're not moving very fast!"
The corners of Meng Zhi's mouth curled up into a ferocious arc, like a hungry tiger showing its fangs.
"Send the message! Heavy cavalry, keep silent! Light cavalry... wait for my axe to fall!"
Deep in the pass.
The sound of horse hooves and the rumbling of wheels.
Tuoba Hong rode at the head of the pack, his bearded face etched with the ecstasy of a successful plunder, yet also a subtle hint of anxiety. Behind him, a long column snaked like a serpent. In front, hundreds of elite Northern Mang cavalrymen guarded several heavy, oilcloth-covered silver carts (the sacred wood baggage), their wheels sunk deep into the frozen ground. Behind them, another group of cavalrymen, their horses' backs strapped with bundles of arrows, iron armor pieces, and even a few captured black-armored warhorses, neighing anxiously.
"Hurry! Faster!" Tuoba Hong kept turning his head and growling, his hands like withered claws tightly gripping the reins. "After passing Yehu Ridge, we're at the border of Beimang! Qin Ming and Hua Yunhong... can't catch us anymore!"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty!" Yelu Lang, standing beside him, had a flattering smile on his face, but a sinister glint flashed in his eyes. "This Wild Fox Ridge is a deserted place. Qin Ming and Hua Yunhong are so bloodthirsty that they don't care about us..."
The words have not yet been spoken!
Rumble, rumble—! ! !
A dull, heart-stopping roar sounded, like the roar of a giant underground beast!
On the summit of the Soul-Breaking Cliff, countless millstone-sized boulders, carrying with them frozen soil and shattered ice, crashed down like a collapsing mountain!
“The sky is falling—!!!”
“Run—!!!”
A shrill howl instantly shattered the dead silence! The boulder smashed into the narrow pass like a sledgehammer into an ant colony!
boom! boom! boom!
The dull thud of a crash! The crisp snap of bones! The wail of a dying warhorse! It all blended into a symphony of hell!
Dozens of Northern Wilderness cavalrymen, charging in the forefront, were smashed into pulp, their horses and bodies alike! The heavy silver cart was overturned by the boulder! The white silver ingots mixed with the sticky blood plasma, splashing a glaring paleness in the moonlight!
"There's an ambush—!!!" Tuoba Hong's eyes were bloodshot! His ecstasy instantly turned to extreme fear! He reined in his horse! The warhorse reared up! The neighing was drowned out by the roar of the tumbling boulders!
"kill--!!!"
Meng Zhi's roar was like thunder from the sky, exploding on the top of the Soul-Breaking Cliff!
His massive body suddenly leaped up! His giant axe chopped down fiercely with the force of splitting mountains and splitting rocks!
"Black Armored Heavy Cavalry! Crush them——!!!"
boom--! ! !
Heavy hooves crushed the frozen ground! Three thousand heavily armored cavalrymen rushed down like a torrent of black steel, surging down from the gentle slopes on either side of the Soul-Breaking Cliff with a terrifying momentum that could crush everything!
Heavy armor! Spear! Iron hooves!
Like a moving wall of death, it instantly sealed off the front and back of the pass!
"put--!!!"
Almost at the same time! In the dense forests on both sides! Ying Qi's icy voice sounded like a death knell!
Om-! ! !
Poisoned arrows, dense as locusts! With a shrill scream! Like a torrential downpour! They poured fiercely into the chaotic Northern Mang army!
"Ugh—!"
"Poison arrow! It's a poison arrow!"
The arrow pierced the flesh! The dark blue poison instantly spread! The victim's skin turned black! Blood vessels bulged! Black foam came out of the mouth! They convulsed wildly in excruciating pain! They trampled on each other!
"Hold on! Hold on for me!" Tuoba Hong swung his scimitar, slashing away several incoming poisonous arrows. His voice was filled with tearing fear and madness! His claw-like hands suddenly grabbed Yelu Lang beside him, "Quick! Use the silver chariot of the sacred tree! Block the heavy cavalry!"