This overwhelming momentum actually came from the Great Hui.

Not to mention the soldiers of Haozhou on the battlefield, who had never seen such a sight; even the soldiers stationed at the frontier in the Great Hui, defending the borders, were seeing this for the first time.

What’s more, when the enemy appeared, they immediately threw the head of an enemy general.

When the soldiers on the battlefield saw this, they couldn’t help but be struck with fear.

The general of Haozhou, Feng Yuan, was furious, his eyes nearly splitting open as he shouted, “Xi’er!”

Feng Xi had been by his side since childhood, and had participated in countless battles.

Feng Yuan never imagined that one day, Feng Xi would fall to the hands of the Great Hui soldiers.

He was enraged to the point of madness, wishing he could pulverize all the Great Hui soldiers present.

The generals around him also darkened their faces.

It could be said that this was the most unbelievable battle they had ever experienced.

Seeing Feng Yuan’s grief and anger, the people around them dared not speak.

Everyone knew the Feng family father and son were high-minded and had always looked down on the Great Hui soldiers, never considering them worthy of attention.

Now, suffering such a blow, no one knew how Feng Yuan would go mad today…

Just as they were thinking, they heard Feng Yuan shout, “Feng San!”

Feng San, standing nearby, responded loudly, “This subordinate is here!”

“Order it! No matter the cost, no matter the price, we must break through the gates of Luo City today!” Feng Yuan gritted his teeth and said, “Let the siege weapons load stones and directly launch an assault!”

“Understood!”

Feng San was already one of Feng Yuan’s fierce generals, leading the heavy cavalry.

When they faced off against the Great Hui earlier, they didn’t even get a proper fight.

The heavily armored cavalry of Haozhou, when used against the weak soldiers of the Great Hui, were like using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken.

Hearing Feng San’s order, the heavy cavalry quickly formed ranks, the entire army’s momentum soaring like a rainbow.

The heavy cavalry of Haozhou were all equipped with the best warhorses, and each general wore silver armor, with the horses also armored.

When they appeared in perfect formation, the Great Hui generals commanding the front immediately changed their expressions and shouted, “Form a defensive line! Quickly!”

Even though the general gave the order quickly, the Haozhou heavy cavalry moved even faster.

Led by Feng San, the heavy cavalry broke through the defense line set up by the Great Hui soldiers and launched an assault towards the city gates.

Their momentum was unstoppable, like a bamboo being split.

By the time the Great Hui responded, Feng San had already led his generals to the base of the city gates.

The massive siege engines, protected by the heavily armored cavalry, were lined up at the gates of Luo City.

The siege engines were loaded with giant stones, with several generals preparing to fire them.

The Great Hui soldiers surrounding them tried to break through and stop their actions but were killed by the fierce heavy cavalry.

In the span of a single night, the less than ten thousand heavy cavalry led by Feng San had formed an overwhelming crushing force.

Luo City was not without soldiers; nearly all of them were now on the battlefield.

However, there was still a huge disparity between the soldiers, especially when compared to the fierce heavy cavalry that Feng San commanded.

In an instant, chaos broke out at the city gates.

The Great Hui soldiers, exhausted from dealing with the sudden assault of the heavy cavalry, had their formations disrupted, allowing the other soldiers to find gaps.

Once a gap appeared, countless soldiers surged in, killing many of the Great Hui soldiers.

On the city walls, the Great Hui generals’ expressions turned dark.

The disparity in strength loomed large in front of them, causing the Great Hui soldiers to show signs of collapse.

Not to mention retreating, at this point, they couldn’t stop the siege engines.

Once the siege engines were stopped, the huge stones would easily shatter the specially made city gates, which weighed tens of pounds, and the gates would be broken into pieces in an instant.

At that point, the city would fall immediately.

The generals at the top looked extremely grim.

Just as they were about to speak, they heard Liu Yi shout, “Archers, prepare!”

The city’s defending general paused and asked, “At this time, we’re using archers?”

Liu Yi simply replied, “This is the princess’s order.”

Without Lu Tingyu present, Wen Yue Sheng, leading the capital’s army to support, was the sole commander of Luo City.

Liu Yi and the others followed only the orders of the commander.

Before the defending general could react, they saw Wen Yuesheng’s army already arrive behind the generals of Haozhou.

Currently, Feng Yuan still had over fifty thousand soldiers under his command, while there were two thousand border soldiers in Luo City.

As for Wen Yuesheng, after winning the battle on the side battlefield earlier, she led her thousand Blade Camp soldiers to join with her army.

They had brought a total of one hundred thousand troops from the capital.

Before reaching the border, the army had split into four, and Wen Yuesheng led one of the smaller groups, which still numbered twenty thousand soldiers.

In the face of the advancing army, the disparity in numbers was no longer a major issue for the Great Hui.

After all, besides the two thousand border soldiers at the city gates, there were also several thousand soldiers under Liu Yi’s command.

Despite the small numerical difference, the gap in strength was immense, and Haozhou still held the advantage.

But once Wen Yuesheng’s army arrived, the situation completely changed.

First, countless fire arrows fell from the city walls.

Even though the fierce Haozhou generals led by Feng San were formidable, they were still just flesh and blood.

The fire arrows pushed them back a little, disrupting their formation.

Then…

Wen Yuesheng stood at the front and, with a glance, could see the massive siege engines among the crowd.

Her expression was cold as she said, “Blade Camp generals.”

With a single command, five thousand elite Blade Camp soldiers stepped forward.

Her two thousand soldiers, though already elite, were nothing compared to her Blade Camp, which was particularly formidable.

On this chaotic battlefield, they were trained, quick to react, and almost immediately executed Wen Yue Sheng’s orders.

Under the cold sunlight, Wen Yuesheng’s eyes were indifferent and emotionless as she said, “Smash them!”

If the Haozhou soldiers had heard this, they would have mocked her.

To smash something as large as a siege engine with human strength?

How was that possible?

But the soldiers of the Guard Camp didn’t even think twice.

They obeyed only Wen Yuesheng and immediately moved as soon as her order was given.

In the chaotic battlefield, the Haozhou soldiers in silver armor and red uniforms hadn’t even reacted when they were surprised by the large knives raised by the Blade Camp soldiers.

The five thousand Blade Camp soldiers scattered through the entire army, wielding large knives and cutting through many Haozhou soldiers, making their way to the siege engines.

Surrounded by Haozhou heavy cavalry, forcing their way through was obviously not easy.

But the Blade Camp soldiers were no ordinary men.

Under the pressure of the heavy cavalry, the first few Guard Camp soldiers who reached the siege engines pulled out hook locks from their clothes.

Instantly, countless hook locks flew toward the siege engines.

Although the siege engines were powerful, they were very cumbersome.

The hook locks made them easy to climb.

With the siege engines locked by the hook locks, the Guard Camp soldiers swiftly scaled them.

Once on top, they unsheathed their large knives without hesitation and struck the giant siege engines.

“Crack!” The entire siege engine, made of giant timber, cracked under the brutal attack of the knives.

Out of the six siege engines, only the largest one in the center was made of fine iron; the others were all wooden.

Under the frenzied slashing of the Blade Camp soldiers, several of the siege engines began to break apart, sending wooden splinters flying through the air.

From a distance, Wen Yuesheng coldly commanded, “Archers.”

The soldiers beside her quickly handed over a special bow.

Wen Yuesheng took out three fire arrows at once, which were lit by the soldiers nearby. She then nocked them on her bowstring.

Crack!

As she drew the bow to its full strength, the fire arrows hissed loudly.

In the chaos of the battlefield, Wen Yuesheng released the arrows.

The sound of the arrows cutting through the air echoed across the battlefield, and in the next moment…

Boom!

A loud explosion rang out as the arrows struck the wooden siege engines.

The siege engines, which had already been shattered by the Guard Camp’s attacks, were further fueled by the alcohol in the soldiers’ water bottles.

Before the fire arrows hit, the Guard Camp soldiers had poured alcohol onto the siege engines.

In a split second, the siege engines were set ablaze by the fire arrows, exploding with a deafening roar.

In an instant, it turned into a massive fiery siege engine.

The explosive flames ignited the entire horizon, setting the sky ablaze and shocking the soldiers on the battlefield, the generals on the city walls, and even the weary troops of Da Hui, who were already exhausted under the relentless assault of Hao Zhou.

Amidst the blazing light, the faces of countless soldiers appeared—panicked, disoriented, and caught off guard.

At the same time, the second volley of arrows shot by Wen Yuesheng was unleashed.

Bang!

Another siege engine was set ablaze!

The Hao Zhou soldiers, who had reacted in time, could only protect the last wooden siege engine.

But in the next moment, they helplessly watched as the soldiers of the Dao Camp, using the hook locks that had been attached to the siege engines, pulled the burning engines across the battlefield.

The fire illuminated every face, and the heavy cavalry, their flesh burning, screamed in agony.

The area where the siege engines stood was originally where the Hao Zhou soldiers had gathered in the most concentrated numbers.

With Wen Yuesheng’s move, the siege engines were turned into killing machines.

Dragged by the agile soldiers of the Dao Camp, the siege engines moved through the Hao Zhou formation, setting fire and crushing countless people.

Some Hao Zhou soldiers tried to seize the hooks, but before they could even grab the ropes, they were struck by a barrage of throwing knives.

In the scramble to reclaim the siege engines, many of Hao Zhou’s formidable warriors were killed by the hidden throwing knives of the Dao Camp soldiers.

On the city walls, the guards of Luo City stood stunned.

They had never seen anything like this before…

The raging fire lit up the battlefield, casting it in a fiery orange hue.

The sight was utterly shocking.

Dozens of Dao Camp soldiers dragged the siege engines across the battlefield, cutting through the chaos like unstoppable forces, leaving behind massive trails of fire.

Wherever they went, no matter how brave or skilled the Hao Zhou soldiers were, or how invincible their heavy cavalry seemed…

All of them perished!

Liu Yi, standing beside them, was also dumbfounded.

After a while, he muttered, “The people under the princess are extraordinary…”

“What are they carrying in those pockets?”

Lu Hongying, standing nearby, answered seriously, “Throwing knives, strong liquor, hook locks… Oh, it seems that every soldier in the Dao Camp is required to carry at least three large swords.”

“General Liu, are you interested?”

Liu Yi was speechless.

Even though he wasn’t on the battlefield himself, just watching the scene made him feel the immense pressure the Hao Zhou soldiers were under.

Before this, some had mocked Wen Yuesheng for her absurd plan to destroy the siege engines.

Now, it was clear that the absurdity lay not in Wen Yuesheng’s plan but in the sight of the burning siege engines chasing down the bodies of the soldiers.

While Da Hui’s soldiers were shocked, Hao Zhou suffered tremendous losses due to the explosive siege engines.

The entire formation was thrown into chaos, with soldiers forced to retreat, and the four massive siege engines rampaged across the battlefield like unstoppable killing machines.

The scattered formation of Hao Zhou’s soldiers gave Da Hui soldiers an opportunity.

The soldiers brought by Wen Yuesheng were no ordinary foot soldiers.

They broke into the scattered Hao Zhou ranks, striking down many of their warriors with swift and precise moves.

Feng Yuan never imagined that the siege engines meant for the assault would become the death knell for his own soldiers.

The massive cast iron siege engine remained intact, but the last remaining wooden one, which the Hao Zhou soldiers had managed to protect, was severely damaged.

If it fell into the hands of the Dao Camp soldiers, it would likely be set ablaze again.

Soldiers under Feng Yuan’s command quickly asked what to do, and one of his generals, furious, shouted, “Abandon the siege engines! Throw them away!”

At this point, keeping the siege engines only handed them over to Da Hui.

Fortunately, in the midst of the chaos, Hao Zhou’s soldiers were quick to regroup.

There was still another large iron siege engine, and even though it had been doused in strong liquor, it would not explode like the wooden one.

Several of Feng Yuan’s brave generals managed to stabilize the situation slightly.

However, the damage caused by the siege engines had been devastating, and the loss to Hao Zhou was immeasurable.

Feng Yuan, after slaying another Da Hui soldier, looked grim.

His gaze shifted past the Dao Camp soldiers dressed in black armor, finally landing on Wen Yuesheng, who stood among them.

He remembered the orders from Tai Lan before.

This battle was the bloodiest and most devastating of their campaigns, with even Feng Xi losing his life.

It was clear that these events had much to do with the woman in black.

Feng Yuan gripped his long sword tightly and suddenly shouted, “Where is the Feng Family Army!?”

The Feng Family Army, the elite troops he commanded, were made up of the fiercest soldiers who had fought alongside him for over a decade against Da Hui.

With a single call, thousands answered.

A sea of imposing soldiers gathered, nearly every one of them as tall and burly as Feng San, exuding a terrifying air of dominance.

On the battlefield, they were among the most powerful.

Seeing the Feng Family Army rally, Da Hui’s commanders’ expressions changed.

Before they could react, Feng Yuan raised his long sword.

His cold, bloodshot eyes locked onto Wen Yuesheng, and he spoke slowly, “Kill every single Da Hui soldier.”

“I will carve up the Da Hui commander with a thousand cuts, to appease my son Feng Xi’s soul in the afterlife!”

The soldiers immediately shouted, “Kill!”

The commanders familiar with the Feng Family Army were stunned.

Wen Yuesheng and her people had been in the capital and were unaware of the brutal reputation of the Feng Family Army.

Every soldier in the Feng Family Army was merciless and savage.

Since their invasion of the borderlands, they had won ten out of every eight battles, and after each victory, they would slaughter countless prisoners.

In a battle a few years ago, they had massacred thousands of civilians in a small town beneath Luo City, leaving rivers of blood.

The thought of it made every Da Hui soldier’s eyes red with anger.

Feng Yuan, a renowned general of Hao Zhou, though older and not as famous as Tai Lan or Nu Lie, was still unmatched in skill, with few opponents even in Hao Zhou.

Now, with Feng Xi dead, he was filled with rage, targeting Wen Yue Sheng…

The Da Hui general, who had been fighting against Hao Zhou’s invasions before Wen Yue Sheng arrived, shouted urgently, “Princess! Be careful!”

Wen Yue Sheng turned around in response. Through the chaotic battlefield, she met the dead-eyed gaze of Feng Yuan.

Seeing her look back, Feng Yuan sneered.

That grin was filled with violence and a thirst for blood.

At that moment, the burning wooden siege engine collapsed, its flames finally consumed.

Without the burning siege engine in the way, the Dao Camp soldiers quickly abandoned it and regrouped around Wen Yue Sheng.

Feng Yuan, looking at them with disdain, scoffed, “A bunch of clowns.”

He attributed the Dao Camp soldiers’ actions to low tactics and shouted loudly, “Feng Family Army, listen up!”

“Leave her to me.” He pointed his bloodstained sword at Wen Yuesheng. “Kill everyone else, not a single one left!”

“Yes!”

With his order, the Feng Family soldiers charged toward Wen Yuesheng and the Dao Camp soldiers, engaging in fierce combat.

Each of them was a fearsome warrior, unmatched even in Hao Zhou, which is why they had previously underestimated the Dao Camp soldiers.

However, what they didn’t anticipate was that this “Dao Camp” was different from what they had imagined.

In terms of individual combat, the Dao Camp soldiers were no match for the Feng Family Army.

But this was a battlefield!

Wen Yuesheng’s soldiers had developed an unmatched synergy, and most importantly, they had the simplest and deadliest killing techniques.

Once in Wen Yuesheng’s command, they had discarded all unnecessary tactics, focusing purely on taking lives.

This brutal, straightforward approach to killing was unlike anything the Feng Family soldiers had expected.

After clashing, the Dao Camp soldiers didn’t falter; they grew stronger, fighting with increasing fervor.

As Feng San fought against them, his heart filled with dread.

He turned to warn Feng Yuan, but when he looked back, he saw Feng Yuan charging on horseback, slaying several Da Hui soldiers.

His bloodshot eyes locked on Wen Yuesheng, and his massive sword swung down with ferocious force, aimed directly at her.

Feng Yuan, ruthless and powerful, was far stronger than anyone here.

Feng San and the Hao Zhou soldiers all thought the same.

Even Feng Xi’s strength paled in comparison to his father’s.

And now, Feng Yuan had a blood feud with Wen Yuesheng.

No matter the outcome, Feng Yuan would never spare her.

To the soldiers, Feng Yuan seemed like an insurmountable mountain, hovering above them, casting a shadow of immense pressure.

Such a victorious commander could never lose to Wen Yuesheng.

So when Feng Yuan reached Wen Yuesheng, and the woman—seemingly fragile and without protection—stood alone, no one sensed anything was wrong.

Until Feng Yuan raised his sword.

With a flash of cold light, he swung with all his might, aiming directly at Wen Yue Sheng’s head in a thunderous strike.

Wen Yuesheng’s long sword rose lightly, and amidst the chaos of the battlefield, all eyes turned to the scene below.

She showed no emotion, her cold eyes devoid of feeling.

The soldiers around could only see those cold, ink-like eyes.

Then—

Before the thunderous strike could land, her sword cut through the air, moving so quickly it was nearly impossible to follow.

All that could be seen was a faint flash.

Crack.

The once formidable Feng Yuan, who had been so confident, fell in an instant, his head severed from his body.

Clang.

His body collapsed, and his heavy sword fell to the ground with a loud crash, sending dust flying.

Those around only saw Wen Yuesheng’s indifferent eyes as Feng Yuan fell to the ground.

Twice now.

No matter who stood before her—father or son, no matter how powerful their strength and methods…

One strike was all it took to end them.