We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Seeing the five Silla generals roaring towards them, Yue Yun did not dodge or evade, but rushed straight towards the two generals in the front.

The moment the horses crossed, the spear stabbed out like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

A bullet pierced the first man's chest, and without losing momentum, the tip of the gun, carrying the corpse, rammed into the second man's ribs, stringing the two together and lifting them off the saddle.

Yue Yun rushed out several meters with the two corpses, then swept the spear in his hand.

The two bodies fell heavily to the ground, sleeping soundly.

The remaining three generals were horrified at the sight. They dropped their weapons, reined in their horses, and turned around to run away.

One person reacted a little slower and fell behind. Yue Yun had already dropped his spear and drawn his sword. When his warhorse passed by him, the long sword flashed with a cold light, and a huge head shot up into the sky.

The sword seized from the Hu Khan was so powerful that it could cut through iron like mud.

The other man was so frightened that he stabbed the horse's ribs with his boot and ran for his life.

However, the white horse under Yue Yun's crotch was also produced by the Khan, and was even more majestic.

Yue Yun pulled out the spear from the ground, and the warhorse under his crotch was in tune with him. It neighed loudly, increased its speed, and caught up with him in a few steps.

The spear was thrust back in his hand, piercing accurately from the back and exiting through the chest.

The last man was so frightened that he rode his horse desperately to escape deep into his own formation, and was about to blend in with the fleeing soldiers.

"Where to go!"

A thunderous roar burst out from Yue Yun's mouth, like the wrath of a god falling like thunder!

The fleeing general was already nervous, and suddenly his whole body shook violently, as if he was hit by an invisible hammer.

He suddenly covered his heart, his face lost color in an instant, his eyes bulged out, and a mouthful of thick green bile mixed with blood spurted out.

Then, the whole person fell off the horse like a puppet with its strings cut, twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

The white horse arrived just in time, and its horseshoe-wrapped hooves came down heavily, crushing the fleeing general's head to pieces.

In a flash, five Silla generals were killed.

Yue Yun reined in his warhorse, pointed his blood-stained spear at the ground, and drops of blood dripped from the tip of the spear.

The warhorse under his crotch stood up and let out a long neigh that pierced the clouds and split the rocks.

Yue Yun's cold gaze penetrated the chaotic battlefield and locked onto the panicked figure under the banner of the Silla army in the distance.

He thought of the officers who fell outside the convoy and the militiamen who died tragically outside the camp. He couldn't help but frown and a cold anger rose in his heart.

Yue Yun shouted, "Who will help me capture the enemy chief?!"

Hundreds of echoes rang out all around, shaking the entire area.

Yue Yun said no more, pointed his spear forward, clamped it hard on the horse's belly, and shot out like an arrow.

Behind him, hundreds of cavalrymen rushed out from all directions, eventually forming an indestructible steel torrent, following closely behind.

The long spears were like a forest, the iron hooves were like thunder, and they plowed a bloody path through the tens of thousands of defeated Silla troops.

No one who stood in his way was able to defeat him. Wherever he went, people and horses fell to the ground, and broken limbs and arms flew everywhere.

The defeated soldiers retreated in panic to both sides like a tide, forming a bloody passage leading directly to where Kim Yu-shin was.

Yue Yun led the charge, killing the Silla army so badly that blood flowed like a river. He fought from the front to the back, and no one dared to block his way.

In the old days, a single charge by heavy cavalry could decide the outcome of a battle, without even shedding blood. Mental oppression alone was enough to destroy a weak front.

The Silla army was obviously still in the old era.

The Fengtian Army has already stepped into a new era.

Kim Yu-shin looked at the white-armored demon god rushing towards him with unstoppable momentum.

He was so frightened that he didn't even mention killing the general, let alone saying that this man was an unknown general.

Being able to hold back his feces and urine was the third prince's last act of stubbornness.

"Stop it, block it for this general!"

He hurriedly instructed the other generals to cover his retreat, and the third prince himself, surrounded by his personal soldiers, turned his horse and fled.

The other generals were not fools either, so they would never be willing to risk their lives to cover the rear for the third prince.

Even if you have made great contributions to the prince, you still have to enjoy your life, right?

Moreover, now that Silla has offended the Fengtian Army, it is still unknown whether it can survive. When disaster strikes, everyone will flee.

For a moment, the rear army of Silla scattered like birds and beasts, and the generals rushed to the edge of the battlefield with their personal soldiers, not caring about the life or death of the third prince.

Although the New Rome is not good, the armored cavalry is not fast either.

Seeing the enemy commander running farther and farther away, Yue Yun's eyes suddenly became fierce.

He hung up his gun and took out his bow. His movements were as fast as lightning. In an instant, the hard bow was stretched to the full length like a moon, and an eagle feather arrow was placed on the bowstring.

The bowstring vibrated, and the arrow turned into a black light, tearing through the air.

Kim Yu-shin was only concerned with escaping when he suddenly heard a muffled sound in his ears and felt a huge force coming from his back. The severe pain instantly overwhelmed his consciousness.

He lunged forward and fell heavily into the dust.

The surrounding personal soldiers shouted loudly and wanted to dismount to rescue him, but Yue Yun had already arrived with hundreds of cavalrymen.

He killed his personal soldiers as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, then Yue Yun reined in his horse and turned in front of Kim Yu-shin.

The third prince of Silla was already weak, and Yue Yun's arrow penetrated his armor from dozens of meters away and pierced his heart and lungs.

Yue Yun didn't even look at him, letting him struggle in pain.

The personal soldier beside him took out a small axe from his waist and handed it over.

Yue Yun took the axe, chopped off the third prince's head with one axe, and then hung it under the saddle of his mount.

He also ordered his personal soldiers to carry the enemy's banner, turn their horses around and go back to chase the defeated army.

. . . . . .

The situation at the Fengtian Army Wharf was similar.

The two brothers of the Park family led 30,000 elite troops to launch a surprise attack on the dock, and also gained some advantages at the beginning.

However, when the 5,000 armored cavalry guarding the dock put on their equipment and rushed out from the rear, Park Nam-geon was dumbfounded.

The ones rushing in the front were none other than Jitaihan and a group of Sauron brothers.

The soldiers of the Park family are more elite than the Silla army, after all, they have experienced battles.

Park Nanjian even tried to organize his soldiers to counterattack, but before they could set up a barricade, the Sauron warriors roared and charged at them.

Those were Sauron warriors, top-tier cavalrymen who could roam the world even in animal skins, not to mention that they were now fully armored.

Jitaihan took the lead and swung the mace in his hand, creating a cloud of blood and broken limbs.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Park Nanjian turned around and ran away.

The second brother, Park Nan-sang, was unlucky. He was so scared that he fell off his horse. When he climbed back on the horse tremblingly, Ji Tae-han had already attacked him from behind.

The mace fell, smashing the second son of the Park family and his horse into a pulp!

Needless to say, the soldiers of the Park family were completely demoralized after being charged by the armored cavalry. They all hurriedly dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground to perform the French salute.

From then on, the Three Kingdoms Rebellion was quelled by the Gujia Army as soon as it began.