Mythical Three Kingdoms-Chapter 1609 - 1551: Even If I Regret It for a Lifetime

If it weren't for Zang Ba helping Guan Ping block some of the attacks from the side, Guan Ping might have had a hard time stopping these valiant generals of the Miscellaneous Hun head-on. However, it was obvious that Zang Ba's strength was constantly depleting as the Legion Talent was activated.

"General Zang, step aside, I'll take care of these guys!" Guan Ping took a deep breath and shouted at Zang Ba. He also saw that the situation was dire and needed to stabilize the situation first.

Due to Guan Ping's different method of breakthrough, the Inner Qi within him was enormous. Although its assimilation with the Cloud Qi far exceeded that of normal Inner Qi Manifestation, with this massive amount, he could still perform a Legion Attack.

Originally capable of a hundred-zhang Legion Attack, it now barely stretched three to five zhang under the powerful assimilation and cancellation effects of the Cloud Qi, but this was already enough. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

With a loud roar from Guan Ping, Zang Ba reflexively ducked his head. A saber light extending three zhang shot out, constantly assimilated and canceled by the Cloud Qi, but Guan Ping's frenzied Inner Qi eruption continuously dissipated and condensed the edges of the three-zhang saber light.

Seeing this, the three Miscellaneous Hun Inner Qi Manifestators crazily erupted their Inner Qi. Although Inner Qi Manifestations were possible within the Cloud Qi, using it incurred a hundred times the usual consumption.

Remember that the fierce figure of Yan Liang, during large army engagements when both sides' Inner Qi was suppressed, emitted a Legion Attack to save Juo Yi, which only flew a dozen steps before being completely assimilated by the Cloud Qi. Moreover, what originally was a Legion Attack measuring dozens of zhang was forcibly compressed to less than one zhang in size.

Therefore, upon witnessing Guan Ping's three-zhang saber light, the trio was startled. Such terrifying Inner Qi control surely reached the Ultimate Inner Qi Manifestation level, yet if it were really that, he wouldn't be struggling so much against them.

The three desperately unleashed their Inner Qi, trying to block Guan Ping's all-out strike. However, the disparity in Inner Qi volume was vast. Under Guan Ping's full-blown outbreak, the three hastily joined forces but still fell, severely injured, from their mounts.

The one closest to Guan Ping even lost an arm under Guan Ping's frenzied Inner Qi crush, and though the other two avoided fatal injuries, they couldn't escape deep, bone-revealing scars on their chests.

"Well done!" Zang Ba exclaimed with joy, disregarding how that previous strike brushed past his hair. As for why Guan Ping displayed such astonishing Inner Qi, Zang Ba couldn't care to ask, but instead roared as he charged toward the three severely injured men.

Having fully unleashed his Inner Qi, Guan Ping's face paled slightly after the strike, but his ferocious aura successfully suppressed the Miscellaneous Hun that had intended to converge, allowing him a few breathing moments to recover.

Breathing heavily, with nearly all his Inner Qi depleted, Guan Ping even felt the Azure Dragon Saber that once fit his hand like a glove become overly heavy. Yet, suppressing such discomfort, he let out a loud battle cry and led several dozen men speeding forward in an assault.

Without a second thought, the three Miscellaneous Hun leaders turned to flee, instantly improving the situation. Xu Shu seized the moment to rally the entire army, launching a counter-charge that secured half an incense stick time for his soldiers to adjust.

Alas, with no overwhelming advantage in strength, only localized superiority could be achieved. Though the respite lasted half an incense stick, it was ultimately inadequate to reverse the ongoing tide.

Especially after all three Miscellaneous Hun Inner Qi Manifestators were gravely injured, their dispatch pivoted from aggressive generals leading the charge to a blockade with concentrated group forces. Soon, Zang Ba's unit was once more deeply surrounded.

"Wei Yan, it's up to you!" Witnessing the defensive formation being compressed again, Zang Ba understood they could not linger and immediately shouted to Wei Yan.

Wei Yan was startled, then reacted quickly, not hesitating to lead hundreds of cavalry charging forward. The Sword and Shield Infantry at the front instinctively parted, allowing these long-rested cavalry to burst out.

The cavalry, having held back for so long, under Wei Yan's command charged like tigers uncaged, swiftly penetrating the core of the Miscellaneous Hun legion. Cavalry against cavalry, but in a flash, they toppled the Miscellaneous Hun who crossed paths with them.

By now, the cavalry fighting their way out of the legion of tens of thousands of Miscellaneous Hun cavalry, injured or not, couldn't possibly hide their Elite Cavalry essence. Like gold refined in sand, with a staggering sixty percent mortality rate, the riders still capable of charging were each considered elite.

Yet, amidst this boundless sea of Miscellaneous Hun, hundreds of Han cavalry, charging against the current, ultimately couldn't carve out a bloody path, only flaunting temporary might.

"Die for me!" A Miscellaneous Hun Bai Fu roared, thrusting a long spear toward Wei Yan's trusted aide. Already bearing multiple wounds, the aide knew evasion was impossible, lunging forward to drag the opponent off his horse just as the spear pierced him.

A streak of blood splashed across Wei Yan's face, from when an aide blocked an arrow for him, the Blood trailing across after the arrow penetrated the aide's body.

In that moment, as Wei Yan watched the aide fall, an unspeakable complexity filled his eyes. He always believed that dying on the battlefield, from generals to soldiers, was their destined glory. Since stepping onto the battlefield, he'd prepared to return wrapped in horsehide.

Yet in that instant, watching the aide, barely over twenty, shield him from the arrow, Wei Yan's eyes involuntarily welled with tears. He knew each of these aides personally, and the one who blocked the arrow, before the campaign, had just learned his wife was expecting their second child.

The aide had cheerfully said to Wei Yan, "After this battle, the prize money will be enough to buy a cow for home. In two years, I plan to return to being a Government Official, and when my second child can call me dad, I'll come back as a trusted aide."

Wei Yan had laughed back then, saying, "When your son is born, be sure to tell me. I'll find you an easy job then."

Now, that aide was dead, his blood staining Wei Yan's face, leaving only a widow and orphans, with the eldest son just four years old and the wife still pregnant.

Always having taken pride in returning wrapped in horsehide, Wei Yan hadn't expected such a familiar scene to ignite uncontrollable fury within his chest.

Turning his head to see soldiers slaughtering around him, some constantly falling, Wei Yan inexplicably felt the sounds fading, leaving only the raging fire in his chest growing fiercer.

[Die for me, whether it's imitation or my own path, I will save my comrades, even if I'll regret it for life later, I refuse to start regretting now!]The fury in Wei Yan's chest explosively ignited.