Chapter 34: As if the Overlord Xiang Yu Has Returned! Madly Picking Up Attributes!

With one bow, five Tartar lives were extinguished.

The Precious Eagle Bow possessed an innate armor-piercing attribute; let alone leather armor, even heavy plate could not withstand its power, especially since Zhu Ying’s strength had nearly reached a thousand catties.

As Zhu Ying’s bowstring snapped and his arrows fell, it served as the command.

"Kill!!"

Four thousand Ming soldiers roared, filled with murderous intent.

Arrows that had long been poised for release tore through the air.

The very void seemed to stagnate.

A rain of chaotic arrows was unleashed toward the charging Tartar cavalry.

*Swish, swish, swish.*

*Swish, swish, swish.*

Under the sharp edge of the arrows—

"Ah... Ah..."

Many charging Tartar cavalrymen were pierced by the volley of arrows, falling directly from their horses.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Tartar cavalrymen perished under the rain of arrows from the Ming army, which was arrayed in battle formation.

"Warriors of our clan, fear not death!"

"Kill! Kill all these damned Ming soldiers!"

"Leave none alive!"

"Anyone who dares to retreat shall be executed on the spot!"

"Boys, horse archery!"

The Tartar generals roared frantically from the rear, urging their men to charge the formation.

They rushed toward the Ming soldiers at high speed, simultaneously drawing bows and nocking arrows.

But Zhu Ying did not panic. He continued to lift his bow, pulling arrows from the quiver on his back and releasing them with incredible speed.

Every draw released five arrows in rapid succession.

This was a technique Zhu Ying had mastered on the battlefield.

With every shot, arrows pierced the air.

Five arrows would instantly impale the bodies of Tartar soldiers, killing them outright.

The surrounding Ming soldiers did the same.

As long as Zhu Ying remained still, they remained still, raining arrows madly upon the charging Tartars.

"Killed a Tartar cavalryman, gained 20 points of Strength."

"Killed a Tartar cavalryman, gained 40 days of Lifespan."

"Killed a Tartar cavalryman, gained 20 points of Strength..."

The panel prompts continued incessantly as Zhu Ying released arrows, killing Tartars like a whirlwind.

Not a single shot missed.

He was like a sniper on the battlefield.

It was at this moment!

As the Tartar cavalry closed the distance to fifty paces—

"Kill!"

A volley of Tartar arrows flew toward them.

"First Thousand-man Battalion, charge the formation!"

"All other battalions, continue firing!"

Zhu Ying put away his Precious Eagle Bow and let out a great shout.

Following this, he gripped his fine steel long saber, spurred his horse, and lunged forward.

Facing the rain of arrows falling from above, Zhu Ying swung his saber, easily knocking the arrows aside.

"We follow the Commandant to the death!"

"Brothers, kill all these barbarians!"

Zhang Wu let out a thunderous roar, leading the cavalry of the First Thousand-man Battalion to charge out, following the silhouette of their Commandant.

"Follow the Commandant!"

"Kill!"

The Ming cavalry charged.

Even though many soldiers were shot down from their horses or wounded by the Tartar volley, they did not stop their advance.

The Ming soldiers feared no war!

If the Ming soldiers were underpaid, they were restless; if they were fully paid, they were invincible!

This was no empty boast.

The Ming army of the Hongwu era was the founding army of the empire, possessing the strongest combat power in the Great Ming.

The two sides exchanged volleys of arrows as the armies rapidly closed in.

However, under the fire of three thousand soldiers, nearly a thousand Tartar cavalrymen had already been killed. This was a battle of prepared formation and seizing the initiative.

When the two armies collided!

*Boom!*

The clash of weapons rang out.

"Die!"

Zhu Ying swung his long saber in a wide, sweeping arc.

As the blade passed, the four Tartar cavalrymen in front had no chance to resist. Even as they attempted to parry, the blade sliced straight through their weapons. Several heads were instantly tossed into the air; though their horses were still charging and their bodies were still in the saddles, they had already lost their lives.

"Killed a Tartar cavalryman, gained 20 points of Strength."

"Killed a Tartar cavalryman, gained 20 points of Speed."

"Killed..."

Another burst of prompts followed.

Zhu Ying continued his slaughter.

With his blade swinging, he charged directly into the heart of the enemy.

Every downward strike claimed a Tartar cavalryman, and every sweep took out several more.

With overwhelming strength and superhuman speed, Zhu Ying charged into the center of the enemy formation alone, appearing like a force of a thousand men, unstoppable.

As he rode through, the legendary description of a "general capable of fighting ten thousand" from the Three Kingdoms period seemed to manifest before their eyes.

"Follow the Commandant!"

"Kill!"

"The Commandant's divine might!"

"Brothers, kill all these damned barbarians!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

"The Commandant is divine..."

Seeing Zhu Ying's ferocity—which was even more intense than his previous raid on the Tartar tribe—the morale of the soldiers under his command surged. They followed Zhu Ying, the entire army charging forward to slaughter the Tartars.

This unit of Tartar cavalry likely numbered five or six thousand, significantly more than Zhu Ying's forces, but the moment the two armies engaged, under Zhu Ying's leadership, they were completely suppressing the Tartar cavalry.

"Charge! Do not retreat!"

"Warriors of our clan, kill!"

The Tartar generals roared, urging their soldiers to fight.

However, as the Ming army pressed forward, the Tartars' original offensive formation had broken; they were now forced into a purely passive defense.

"Found you."

While fighting, Zhu Ying kept his eyes on the location of the Tartar command flag.

When Zhu Ying fought his way into the Tartar rear, he spotted the Tartar general at a glance.

Without hesitation—

"Kill!"

Zhu Ying charged with his blade.

As he rode through, dozens of personal guards followed him, an unstoppable force.

"Damned Ming soldiers!"

"Kill!"

When the Tartar general saw Zhu Ying charging toward him, his expression changed, but he had no way to retreat. He could only grip his saber and brace himself to fight back.

The moment the two met head-on—

Zhu Ying's blade struck down directly.

*Crack!*

"It's over."

The Tartar general's face paled as his saber snapped instantly. He could only watch helplessly as Zhu Ying's saber whistled toward him.

*Slash!*

A head fell to the ground.

"Killed a Tartar commander, gained 50 points in all attributes," the panel prompted.

Zhu Ying raised his left hand, grabbed the falling head of the Tartar general, and hung it from his waist.

He then looked at the Tartar soldier holding the command flag behind him.

With one stroke, he cut down both the man and the flag.

"Brothers!"

"The Tartar general has been slain by my hand!"

"Kill! Leave no prisoners!" Zhu Ying roared.

His voice echoed across the battlefield.

Hearing this—

"The Commandant's divine might!"

"The Commandant is a man of ten thousand!"

"The Commandant is the reincarnation of Xiang Yu, invincible!"

"We follow the Commandant to the death!"

"Brothers, kill!"

"Kill all these damned barbarians!"

"Kill them all!"

All the Ming soldiers roared with excitement, brandishing their sabers as they struck down the Tartars.

"The general is dead!"

"It's over!"

"We are defeated!"

"The reinforcements haven't arrived!"

"Retreat... Retreat!"

With the death of the Tartar general and the destruction of the command flag, the Tartar army's morale collapsed instantly. They lost all will to fight and began to flee in panic.

Zhu Ying rejoined the fray, swinging his saber wildly to slaughter the retreating Tartars.

"Killed a Tartar cavalryman, gained 20 points of Strength."

"Killed a Tartar cavalryman, gained 20 points of Spirit."

"Killed a Tartar cavalryman, gained 50 days of Lifespan."

"..."

"Total kills exceed 500, reward: one Ordinary Treasure Chest."