Amidst a vast army, a single sword strike takes the enemy general's head!

Hearing her sister's words, Nüying didn't believe it at all!

The enemy had 5,000 Xiongnu cavalry, while Ying Changqing only had 500 soldiers under his command.

Including Mei San Niang and Ying Chang Qing, there are a total of 502 people.

The two sides are outnumbered by a factor of ten.

With such a large disparity in strength, it was impossible for the Xiongnu soldiers to be in danger.

But Nüying trusted her sister. She suppressed her anxiety, pressed herself against the city wall, and stared intently at the distant battlefield.

She was so nervous that her fingers carved deep marks on the city wall.

When he saw the battlefield clearly, he was so shocked that his mouth dropped open.

"This...how is this possible? How is this possible?!"

"The prince led five...five hundred men, chasing after five thousand!"

The girl's face was full of doubt, but her worry immediately turned into surprise and admiration.

Staring at Ying Changqing in the distance, she bit her pale pink nails, tears welling in her eyes.

Nangong Pushe and others who were worried about Ying Changqing were equally shocked to see this scene.

Historically, there have indeed been examples of battles where the few defeated the many, but most of them were ambushes or took advantage of terrain, or at least relied on city walls.

But the prince had no ambush, no advantageous terrain, and no city walls to rely on!

Even the Xiongnu, who were most skilled in archery and horsemanship, were defeated head-on on the grassland by the prince with five hundred Blood Dragon Riders, which is completely illogical.

No wonder everyone was so shocked.

The people of Fufeng City on the city wall cheered, their excitement undisguised.

"The Prince is unparalleled, the Qin Dynasty is unmatched, slaying all the Xiongnu bandits!"

"Your Highness is mighty! You have avenged the people of our Great Qin's borderlands!"

The taxi drivers on the city wall had a deep-seated hatred for the Xiongnu. When they saw Ying Changqing leading the Qin soldiers to completely defeat the Xiongnu, they were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes and they sang in unison.

"The valiant Qin people, united in the face of national crisis; the valiant Qin people, reclaiming our lost lands."

"We will fight to the death, until every drop of blood is spilled!"

"To the west lies the mighty Qin, rising like the sun; a century of national humiliation, its sorrows difficult to quell!"

"The world is in turmoil, where can peace be found? Qin has its elite warriors, who can rival them!"

The people in the city were overjoyed, but Ying Changqing dared not relax his vigilance in the slightest.

He knew that the five thousand fleeing Xiongnu were only half of their ten thousand troops, and the whereabouts of another five thousand enemy soldiers were unknown.

If the Xiongnu generals can rally their remaining troops, Ying Changqing will face an enemy force of seven or even eight thousand or more.

The Xiongnu still had a numerical advantage.

Although these people could not break through the Blood Dragon Riders' defenses, the Blood Dragon Riders' taxi soldiers were mortals, and mortals eventually have their physical limits.

It is impossible to completely annihilate the Xiongnu.

Ying Changqing must defeat the Xiongnu's military force and force them to flee in order to win the war.

The Xiongnu and the Liyang people appeared in Fufeng City at the same time.

The Xiongnu have been defeated, and reinforcements from Liyang will arrive soon.

The fact that Liyang was willing to sacrifice a city in exchange for Lü Buwei's help shows that they were determined to succeed and their goal was to kill Ying Changqing.

Ying Changqing must be constantly on guard against sneak attacks.

That young eunuch's strength is unfathomable.

He claimed to be the same age as Li Yang and lived for a very long time, but no one knew his true strength.

It is said that their strength will be greatly reduced after leaving Tai'an City, but Ying Changqing dares not underestimate them.

What if his cultivation level far surpasses that of Bei Mingzi? Even if his strength decreases, he might still be on par with Bei Mingzi.

Ying Changqing was unsure whether he could reach Bei Mingzi's level after activating that wisp of human power.

"If we cannot defeat this person, the formation of these five hundred Blood Dragon Riders is our last resort for a desperate counterattack."

Looking at the five hundred Blood Dragon Riders who had followed him in countless battles, Ying Changqing nodded.

Now, with just over a year of training, the Blood Dragon Riders can rampage through the Xiongnu cavalry ranks, unstoppable by anyone.

Their future is sure to be even more brilliant, and it is no exaggeration to call them the world's most elite force.

Thinking of this, Ying Changqing eagerly awaited that day!

He raised his sword again, pointing it at the sky and directly at the Xiongnu reinforcements ahead.

"Those who invade the territory of Great Qin must be defeated! All troops, charge!"

"drive!"

With Ying Changqing's roar, the five hundred Blood Dragon Riders shouted in unison.

"Strong wind!"

They charged towards the five thousand Xiongnu reinforcements like a blood-red arrow.

Seeing their own defeat, the 5,000 Xiongnu reinforcements mistakenly believed that Qin reinforcements had arrived.

Upon realizing there were only five hundred or so cavalrymen, they immediately burst into arrogant laughter, completely disregarding Ying Changqing and his men.

The leader pointed at Ying Changqing, who was charging towards him, his face full of disdain.

"This kid is too arrogant, leading 500 men to attack my 5,000-strong camp without waiting for reinforcements."

"So you're the Prince of Qin? You're nothing but a useless piece of trash."

The Xiongnu leader sneered, "I'll kill you first, then wipe out your reinforcements, and show you the might of the Xiongnu."

The leader looked at the taxi drivers beside him, raised his scimitar, and shouted, "Charge with me!"

"kill--"

The battlefield was immediately filled with deafening battle cries.

The Blood Dragon Cavalry and the Xiongnu army clashed again, and blood splattered everywhere, staining the earth crimson.

The leader quickly realized something was wrong.

His taxi driver couldn't possibly harm those five hundred Qin soldiers.

Some Qin soldiers had shattered armor, were shirtless, and covered in blood, but their eyes were bloodshot, and they wielded their spears with incredible speed, as terrifying as ferocious beasts.

On the battlefield, swords flash and shadows dance, making defense impossible; a fatal blow can strike from the shadows at any moment.

Without the protection of their armor, these soldiers were like fish on a chopping board, easily killed with a single blow.

These five hundred men were no match for the Xiongnu soldiers.

A single charge would wipe them out completely, leaving no trace.

The current battle situation is completely beyond what Toumao had expected.

He watched as his men slashed with their curved swords, but the blows only left shallow scratches on the Qin soldiers, causing no real harm.

"Even a scimitar strike couldn't harm the enemy; are they truly protected by gods?"

Startled, he hurriedly ordered his deputy, "You take men to hold off Ying Changqing and the others. I... I must report to the Great Chanyu immediately."

After saying that, he ignored the deputy general's ashen face and terrified eyes, and hurriedly rode away.

Ying Changqing snapped the neck of a Xiongnu soldier and took his bow and arrows.

"Don't even think about escaping."

As he drew the bow and nocked the arrow, the arrow shaft was immediately covered in a pale purple sword aura.

"call out!"

The arrow was shot out, heading straight for the Xiongnu leader.

The sword energy carved a deep trench in the ground.

The Xiongnu soldiers raised their scimitars in an attempt to block the arrows, but they failed.

The knife struck the arrow as if it were striking a stone; the knife was knocked away.

Some soldiers rushed forward, trying to shield themselves from the arrow; some even attempted to block the flying arrow with their bodies.

The arrow was incredibly sharp, piercing right through their bodies and leaving a trail of blood as it continued its flight towards their heads.

"General Mao is here! Watch out!"

When Tou Mao heard the shout, he turned around and saw an arrow of purple flame shooting towards him.

He was immediately terrified and hurriedly tried to draw his sword to defend himself, but he was so frightened that he trembled all over and could not lift his arm.

He could only watch helplessly as the arrow shot towards his face.

"what!"

The arrow struck him hard on the head.

Although he turned his head to dodge, the arrow still pierced his shoulder.

The arrow's immense force knocked him off his horse, and he crashed to the ground, his armor stained crimson with blood.

"hiss!"

The battlefield fell silent instantly.

The Xiongnu cavalrymen were all shocked and gasped when they saw their leader lying dead on the ground.

Ying Changqing's arrow froze the surrounding Xiongnu soldiers in place, leaving them motionless.

None of them had ever imagined that someone could actually kill an enemy general with a single arrow amidst a vast army.