Chapter 44: Formation, Divine Dragon Descends upon the World!
The killing power of cavalry lay in charging, in the force of their momentum.
Once cavalry lost the advantage of a charge, their killing power would be greatly reduced.
From a square formation, to a protruding arrowhead formation, then transforming into an inward-collapsing formation upon contact—the conversion between three formations, combined with the alternating coordination between troop types, could greatly diminish the killing power of the White Dragon Cavalry behind Xiao Wen.
Heavy cavalry that could not charge had a threat coefficient of only 1.
So...
Shield guards, block!
Thud! Thud! Thud...
The White Dragon Cavalry slammed into the shield guards. The powerful impact directly sent the shield guards at the very front flying, then continued to push inward.
However, this inward charge did not last long. After only sliding forward for about sixty meters, that force was completely neutralized.
Xiao Wen narrowed his eyes, taking in the scene. There was neither joy nor sorrow between his brows, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
You think neutralizing the impact is enough to destroy this lord’s White Dragon Cavalry?
You’re looking down on this lord far too much!
Xiao Wen snorted coldly, his gaze falling on Wang Heng directly ahead.
“Dismount. Form ranks. Take shields. Hold weapons. Switch forms!”
With a low shout, the White Dragon Cavalry, whose charging momentum had already run out, flipped down from their horses. Holding shields and sabers, they formed small teams of ten, circling up as their blades and shields moved, killing toward the surroundings.
Although the soldiers under Wang Heng were quite strong, compared with the White Dragon Guards under Xiao Wen, they were still a level weaker.
They were max-level White Dragon Guards after all. As their blades danced, they directly cut down all the soldiers surrounding them.
One slash after another fell. In just a few seconds, several hundred of Wang Heng’s men were killed.
“Kill!”
A cold, grim light flashed between Xiao Wen’s brows. The Xuanling Battle Halberd in his hand danced, directly lifting and killing the soldiers charging at him, before he rushed toward Wang Heng, who was protected in the rear.
Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals!
When there was a massive gap in numbers, killing the enemy commander was the wisest course of action.
Fatal strike, HP -999.
Fatal strike, HP -999.
...
Xiao Wen was like a demon god, charging through bloodshed. There was no fear in his eyes, only icy killing intent.
“Wang Heng, you are the dignified vice president of Dongning Pavilion. Are you nothing more than a gutless rat who hides behind others?”
“Come out and fight this lord! Let this lord see exactly what strength trash like you possesses!”
Xiao Wen issued his challenge aloud.
When his voice rang out, Wang Heng, standing within the crowd, heard it, and a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes.
But he did not rush to answer the challenge. Instead, he pointed forward with one arm and shouted, “Kill!”
To his left and right, soldiers surged like a tide, charging toward Xiao Wen.
Xiao Wen’s expression was stern. The Xuanling Battle Halberd in his hand swept out, but he showed not the slightest fear. Wherever his halberd pointed, he killed his way there.
For a time, blade light danced as he charged forward, directly aiming for Wang Heng at the center.
His breathing through his mouth and nose grew heavier, the expression between his brows becoming increasingly sharp. His halberd swept out, killing over a dozen men.
However, although Xiao Wen killed many, even more soldiers swarmed forward.
These soldiers did not fear death. They charged over, clearly intending to exhaust Xiao Wen’s stamina with human-wave tactics.
Unexpectedly, under these circumstances, Xiao Wen only grew braver the longer he fought. Surging battle intent could be felt in his eyes.
Kill!
Kill!
Kill...
Xiao Wen’s eyes locked firmly onto Wang Heng in the distance. The scene of his death in his previous life surfaced in his mind, and his entire body seemed to fall into a state ruled by hatred. He feared no wounds, no life or death, and charged straight toward Wang Heng.
Not far away, when the White Dragon Guards saw their lord’s abnormal state, their expressions changed slightly. At the same time, they slowly advanced toward Xiao Wen, wanting to protect his surroundings and provide him shelter.
Wang Heng watched calmly, not caring about this battlefield that resembled an Asura hell.
At this moment, there was only Xiao Wen in his eyes, that man whose eyes radiated hatred.
Being stared at by someone like that made Wang Heng feel a chill run down his back. A cold current shot straight from his spine to his head.
Hatred?
What deep grudge do I have with him?
Why does this guy hate me so much?
Doubt flashed through his mind.
After thinking for a long time, Wang Heng still could not figure it out. All he could see was Xiao Wen constantly sustaining heavier injuries under his encirclement tactics, his movements gradually slowing down.
Is he exhausted?
Wang Heng narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth rising slightly into a smile.
A top-tier player?
Is that impressive?
Did he really think bringing a hundred heavy cavalrymen would make him my opponent?
Did he really think my two thousand soldiers were just decorations?
Now that the wheel-war attrition is almost done, it’s just the right time for me to reap the harvest!
As the thought flashed through his mind, a sharp killing intent flashed in Wang Heng’s eyes. He stepped out from the protective circle of soldiers, carrying a large saber as he blended among the troops and rushed toward Xiao Wen.
On the battlefield, figures moved everywhere. At this moment, Xiao Wen was in the middle of a life-and-death slaughter. He could barely handle the enemies before him, so how could he possibly notice Wang Heng’s movements?
This thought flashed through Wang Heng’s mind. He felt certain the man before him would never discover him.
And if he hid within the crowd and launched a sneak attack, it would be enough to deliver a fatal blow.
However, Wang Heng did not notice that the moment he walked out of the soldiers’ protective circle, Xiao Wen, who was killing with rising momentum, revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth.
The fish had taken the bait!
While killing enemies, he calculated the distance in his mind.
When Wang Heng was less than a hundred meters away from him, Xiao Wen suddenly shouted.
“Mount up! Charge!”
A low shout rang out, and question marks could not help appearing in the minds of the watching crowd.
Charge?
In this situation?
Weren’t they fighting right now?
Besides, under the current circumstances, was there enough time for cavalry to mount up and charge?
Impossible!
Had this great expert damaged his brain from fighting?
Just as this thought flashed through their minds, everyone heard a series of neighing sounds.
Troop attribute, Strict Military Discipline, activate!
Strict Military Discipline did not only apply to the White Dragon Guards.
It also applied to their warhorses!
With a single call, the warhorses that had been on the battlefield but had been ignored as “non-threats” because they were clad in iron armor, difficult to kill, and had not joined the fight, all neighed in unison. They directly knocked aside the surrounding soldiers and returned to the White Dragon Guards.
The White Dragon Guards flipped onto their horses and followed behind Xiao Wen. They drew out their long spears, battle intent erupting as the white dragon phantom above their heads grew even more solid.
Formation, Divine Dragon Descends upon the World!
Activate!
Roar!
A dragon roar echoed through the sky. Xiao Wen raised the Xuanling Battle Halberd in his hand, locking onto Wang Heng, who was only fifty meters away within the crowd. A cruel smile appeared on his face.
“Charge! Kill!”
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