Under Xu Rong’s command, the Tunqi Camp demonstrated strong raiding capabilities.

Selected by Qiao Yan herself to directly target the enemy commander, how could they fall short?

Speed is crucial in war, seizing the initiative!

While Dian Wei kept Xu Rong occupied, Guo Jia took over Qiao Yan’s central command position, maximizing the support of the Shesheng Camp.

No one expected the commander under the banner to be anyone other than Qiao Yan—a strategic advantage!

As this light cavalry maneuvered around and directly attacked the flanks, their leader emerged boldly, armored and wielding a pole with sharp precision.

Seeing this, Liu Hong instinctively stood up.

Qiao Yan’s presence deeply impressed him.

From the high platform, her decisiveness and unpredictability became even more evident during this military action.

Leading from the front as a commander, she took risks that were truly daring!

Perhaps it was these risks that made him realize more clearly than anyone else why Qiao Yan could achieve victory in such surprise attacks.

She wasn’t just a commander who gave orders; she led by example.

Though uncertain who temporarily replaced Qiao Yan in central command, Liu Hong couldn’t deny the brilliance of this strategic substitution.

“Marquis Leping, Marquis Leping…”

Upon hearing Liu Hong mutter the title he bestowed upon Qiao Yan, Zhang Rang suddenly recalled how Liu Hong casually threw his seal, landing in the territory of Leping.

Back then, Zhang Rang thought Liu Hong’s gesture of bestowing this title was playful.

Little did they know, this seemingly casual title, opposed by the aristocracy, escalated to marquis status.

Today, it brought such a pleasant surprise.

In Qiao Yan, Zhang Rang saw a leader capable of securing the state and stabilizing the nation.

Without disregarding life and death, how could one talk about defeating enemies and suppressing bandits?

“Indeed! Qiao Ye Shu!” Zhang Rang exclaimed.

Liu Hong saw no issue in praising Qiao Yan excessively at this moment, as she was acting under orders.

From his elevated perspective, akin to a god’s view, if he felt this way, how did those facing her cavalry charge feel?

The cavalry approached swiftly, faster than most military formations.

Taking on the responsibility of guarding the flanks.

Unless they were certain they could break through the enemy’s front lines directly, like Qiao Yan did against Wang Kuang last time.

Before this battle, when Xu Rong and Dong Min discussed their strategy, they didn’t know exactly how Qiao Yan had boosted team morale, but they saw her command style was still rough.

In such a situation, they decided to directly target the enemy’s strengths with a suppressive strike.

They believed seizing this opportunity to strike deep would crush the enemy’s morale.

But because of this strategy, when Xu Rong led his cavalry charge, it left a gap for Qiao Yan to exploit.

The flank was exposed!

Even though Dong Min knew he wasn’t just a commander due to family connections, when he faced the thunderous approach of the enemy, it felt like a sharp knife aimed directly at their heart.

Under his command, the Shesheng Camp immediately changed direction.

Yet, before the order to fire was given, Dong Min saw Qiao Yan raise her hand.

With her gesture came a command.

“Throw!”

Throw what?

They threw the long poles they carried while riding!

The blunting of weapons didn’t affect the ability of each camp to request extra staffs.

At this moment, both the audience on the high platform and Dong Min’s forces facing Qiao Yan’s attack finally noticed that the wooden sticks held by the Tunqi Camp led by Qiao Yan were not just ordinary sticks.

Following the command, from Qiao Yan to the last person in line, each exchanged one of their long sticks to their left hand, while the remaining few were thrown out like javelins.

If it were ordinary soldiers, they wouldn’t have been able to do this.

Since the Spring and Autumn War, javelin throwing has become a common combat weapon, but most of the recruits were ordinary people and controlling javelins wasn’t an easy technique.

But in this situation, accompanying Qiao Yan’s troops were the Northern Army’s Tunqi Camp, a force always prepared for war and trained in javelin throwing.

Under Qiao Yan’s guidance and special training, these troops could not only throw javelins effectively but also maintain formation to avoid harming their comrades, forming a spearhead poised to break through.

Then came the onslaught of javelins raining down from the sky!

Even though they knew these thrown javelins lacked sharp points and could only crash down like this, without causing any piercing effect, when at least two hundred wooden sticks were aimed collectively at the opposite Shesheng Camp, disrupting their volley of arrows was an easy task.

The rain of random sticks not only affected the archers of the Shesheng Camp, but also startled the horses within the formation.

These unfortunate horses were not part of the steeds ridden by Xu Rong’s raiding cavalry, yet they suffered from the sudden barrage of sticks from above.

Startled horses are always troublesome, especially on the verge of battle.

People could clearly assess that the weapons brought by Qiao Yan and others still met the competition standards, ensuring no casualties among personnel. But what about the horses?

Horses couldn’t make such discerning judgments.

Despite the elite riders around Dong Min swiftly controlling their mounts’ reactions, the momentarily stirred commotion still appeared within the seemingly stable formation.

For Qiao Yan, this was already sufficient!

Because at this moment, she issued her second command.

“Fire!”

Choosing the Tunqi Camp over the Yue Camp to fight at this moment was precisely because Han’s cavalry could demonstrate versatility in such situations.

In this battle, the key to victory wasn’t just having an advantage in individual combat, but being strong in every aspect!

Before the enemy could recover from the initial flying stick attack, a rain of arrows from the cavalry was already upon them.

For these elite cavalry, who were used to shooting while riding, it wasn’t difficult to put down their long sticks, pick up their bows and shoot, and then switch back to their long sticks as “spears.”

Switching weapons for them was as natural as eating or drinking water. It was something they had to practice constantly to survive on the battlefield.

Even though this was a somewhat strange battle.

In this fight, the range of their spears and arrows seemed to switch due to the changes in their weapons.

But when they held their bows and arrows, the act of shooting was completely instinctive.

To prove that their cavalry camp was no worse than the other camps, they couldn’t afford to let their arrows miss!

The arrows hit their targets accurately, with paint from the arrowheads marking the soldiers’ heads, faces, and necks.

Those soldiers could only be considered as already dead and no longer part of the battle.

At this moment, the cavalry soldiers had already switched back to their long sticks.

The soldiers who quickly exited the battlefield exposed Dong Min, who had been hidden behind a barrier, clearly to everyone’s view.

These soldiers couldn’t return to the fight to stop the cavalry led by Qiao Yan from engaging in close combat with the now weakened enemy troops.

Only now did Dong Min get a clear look at Qiao Yan’s eyes.

On her young-looking face, those eyes were the only feature that showed a sharpness beyond her years.

It was a look of burning ambition.