I walk sideways in the game world

The Black Iron Empire's army surged like a tide, a torrent of steel carrying a breath of destruction as it roared towards Black Wind Pass. The coalition forces were fully prepared, their shields forming a solid barrier and their spears pointing like a forest towards the sky.

"Archers, get ready!" Charlene's voice was clear and firm, clearly audible in the noisy battlefield.

Following her command, arrows rained down like raindrops, streaking through the air. Screams erupted from the densely packed enemy lines. However, the Empire's army was simply too vast, advancing one after another, seemingly endless.

"Kill!" Ren Xiaoyao led the charge, his sword transforming into streaks of silver light, each flash taking a life. With his nimble physique, he moved effortlessly through the enemy lines, leaving only corpses strewn across the ground wherever he passed.

Prince Jin, clad in golden armor and riding a majestic warhorse, looked like a god descending from heaven. He led his cavalry and charged the flank of the imperial army. Every swing of his hammer was accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, and his momentum was unstoppable.

"Prince Jin, your opponent is me!" An imperial general rode out on his horse, the giant axe in his hand flashing with cold light, and rushed straight towards Prince Jin.

Prince Jin, undaunted, charged head-on, his hammer and axe clashing with a deafening roar. The two engaged in a tangle of battle, their figures intertwined, sparks flying from the clash of weapons. The surrounding soldiers retreated, not daring to approach.

While Ren Xiaoyao was fighting hard against the enemy, he also paid close attention to the situation on the battlefield. He found that although the imperial army's offensive was fierce, the coalition forces, under their command, relied on the terrain and tenacious will to resist in an orderly manner.

However, at this moment, a wolf howl suddenly came from the distance, and then the ground began to tremble slightly...

"Oh no! It's the Sand Wolf King!" Xia Lin's face changed. "Their reinforcements have arrived!"

Ren Xiaoyao's heart sank. He knew that the real battle had just begun...

A dark mass of sand wolves surged from the depths of the desert like a black tide, their eyes gleaming with bloodthirstiness, their sharp fangs reflecting a chilling cold light in the sunlight. The Sand Wolf King, a monster the size of an elephant, led his pack, roaring and charging towards the rear of the imperial army.

"Ah--" The screams of the imperial soldiers came one after another. The sudden attack of the sand wolves caught them off guard, and the originally neat formation suddenly fell into chaos.

At the same time, heavy snow began to fall from the sky, the temperature plummeted, and the wind biting. A graceful figure appeared above the battlefield. She was wearing a snow-white dress, her skin was whiter than snow, and her silver hair fluttered in the wind, like an ice goddess descended to earth.

"It's the Snow Girl!" Xia Lin exclaimed, "She's here too!"

The Snow Maiden gently waved her ice crystal staff, and countless icicles rained down from the sky, like a dense rain of arrows, shooting towards the imperial army's camp. Soldiers struck by the icicles were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, then turned into ice chips in the cold wind.

On the battlefield, the sudden attack of the Sand Wolves and the Snow Maiden's ice magic completely disrupted the imperial army's position. Ren Xiaoyao seized this opportunity and led the coalition forces to launch an even more fierce attack.

"For freedom! For home!" Prince Jin roared and led the cavalry troops, tearing through the imperial army's defense line like a sharp blade.

In the rear, the witch doctor led his tribe, busy in their simple tents. They used herbs and ancient spells to treat the wounded soldiers. Although their medical skills seemed very primitive, they were very effective. Many seriously injured soldiers miraculously survived under their treatment.

"Be careful!" A soldier suddenly pounced on Ren Xiaoyao, and a sharp arrow flew past his ear and nailed the tree trunk behind him.

Ren Xiaoyao looked back and saw an imperial archer hiding in the distance, aiming at him. He was about to get up and chase him, but the soldier pinned him to the ground.

"Sir, you are our hope, we can't take any risks!" The soldier's voice was weak. There was an arrow stuck in his chest, and blood stained his clothes.

Ren Xiaoyao's heart trembled. He knew that this soldier had paid the price of his life to save him. He took a deep breath, suppressed the grief and anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "What's your name?"

"Sir, my name is..." Before the soldier could finish his words, he tilted his head and closed his eyes forever.

"Damn it!" Ren Xiaoyao roared, suddenly standing up, his eyes scanning the battlefield with cold eyes, "Pass the order, kill them at all costs!"

"Kill!" Ren Xiaoyao's roar resounded through the sky, like thunder exploding across the battlefield. His eyes were bloodshot, longsword in hand, and he charged into the enemy camp like a tiger descending from the mountains. Wherever he passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and screams of agony echoed.

Charlene followed closely behind, wielding her staff. Waves of frost magic slashed through the enemy like the Grim Reaper's scythe, reaping the lives of her enemies. Ice spikes, ice arrows, ice blasts—all sorts of magic flowed effortlessly in her hands, crushing the imperial soldiers to the ground.

"Damn it! How come these barbarians are so stubborn?!" the imperial general roared. He originally thought that this would be an easy battle of conquest, but he didn't expect to encounter such stubborn resistance.

"General, their tactics are very flexible and they have good coordination. We seem to have underestimated them," the deputy general said in a deep voice.

The imperial general frowned as he looked at the chaotic battlefield before him, feeling a sense of unease. He knew that if the situation could not be reversed quickly, the outcome of this war would be uncertain.

On the other side of the battlefield, Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin fought side by side. They constantly adjusted their tactics, taking advantage of the terrain and types of troops to divide and surround the imperial army and defeat them one by one.

"Xia Lin, let the Snow Girl attack their rear, Prince Jin will lead the cavalry to attack from the left wing, and the Sand Wolves will encircle them from the right wing. We must divide and surround them!" Ren Xiaoyao calmly commanded the battle.

"Understood!" Xia Lin accepted the order and immediately passed it on.

Under the command of Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin, the coalition forces were like a precision-operated machine, with every link cooperating tacitly. They gradually gained the upper hand and forced the imperial army into a desperate situation.

However, the Empire's strength was beyond their imagination, and just as the coalition was about to win, a mysterious force suddenly appeared behind the Imperial Army. This force wore black armor, held strange weapons, and exuded a terrifying dark aura.

"What is that?!" Charlene exclaimed. She had never seen such a strange army.

Ren Xiaoyao's face was solemn. He stared closely at the black army, and suddenly a bad premonition arose in his heart...

The black army seemed to surge from the depths of hell, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression, quickly tearing open a gap, and the coalition forces were instantly thrown into disarray. Prince Jin's cavalry was scattered by the black torrent, and the Snow Girl's frost magic seemed to have lost its effect. The sand wolves were trembling with fear at the black aura.

"Hahaha! A bunch of rabble dares to stop the empire's cavalry!" The imperial general laughed arrogantly as he watched the retreating coalition forces.

"Are... we going to lose?" There was a hint of despair in Xia Lin's voice. She had never seen such a powerful enemy.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't say anything. He gripped the long sword tightly in his hand, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at the black army and... the platform behind them where the imperial general was!

"Xiaoyao..." Xia Lin felt the strong fighting spirit emanating from Ren Xiaoyao. She knew that Ren Xiaoyao must be planning something.

"Pass the order, all archers, target - the imperial general!" Ren Xiaoyao's voice was low and firm, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Xia Lin was stunned when she heard this, then she understood Ren Xiaoyao's intention. Although this black army was powerful, it seemed to be controlled by some force, and the one controlling them was most likely the imperial general!

"But... between us and the imperial general, there are thousands of soldiers and that terrifying black army. Bows and arrows can't reach that far!" Xia Lin said worriedly.

Ren Xiaoyao did not explain. He suddenly raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword body suddenly burst out with dazzling light. A golden sword energy visible to the naked eye rose into the sky and pierced the clouds!

"Everyone, follow me!" Ren Xiaoyao's voice resounded throughout the battlefield. Like an enraged lion, he launched a final charge towards the imperial general with unstoppable momentum...