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Lin Zhen's eyes were icy as he watched the Blackwater Cavalry surge in like a tide. The curve of his mouth grew even colder. He slowly raised his hand, then swung it down fiercely!

"Shenji Battalion! First row! Fire!"

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!!”

The deafening gunshots instantly tore through the tranquility of the evening!

Like a bolt from the blue!

Three hundred flintlock rifles spewed out blazing flames at the same time!

Thick white smoke spread out instantly!

The pungent smell of sulfur fills the nose!

The dense lead bullets were like a death rain, with a shrill scream, instantly pouring into the charging Blackwater cavalry!

“Puff, puff, puff—!!”

The dozens of Blackwater cavalrymen rushing at the front were hit hard as if by an invisible giant hammer!

People turn their backs!

Blood splatters everywhere!

The wailing of war horses and the screams of soldiers rang out instantly!

The cavalry charging at high speed seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and the momentum of the charge was stagnant!

The scattered corpses and injured horses instantly became obstacles for the cavalry in the rear!

"Second row! Fire!"

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!!”

A second volley followed.

More dense lead bullets were poured out again, the smoke became thicker, and the charging Blackwater cavalry fell down in groups like cut wheat!

Screams, wails, and the neighing of war horses intertwined together.

The blood dyed the white snow red, and the charging formation was instantly in chaos.

"Third row! Fire!"

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!!”

The third volley swung like the Grim Reaper's scythe.

The Blackwater Cavalry's charge completely collapsed.

The cavalrymen who were lucky enough to survive reined in their horses in horror, looking at the hellish scene before them, watching their companions fall like grass, and looking at the "fire sticks" spewing flames of death, their eyes filled with incredible fear.

The charge they were so proud of was torn to pieces by this terrifying weapon just three hundred steps away!

"Jinwu Guards! Charge!" Lin Zhen's cold voice was like a death spell!

"Kill--!!" Mao Mengji roared like a ghost.

The long sword pointed forward.

"Boom--" Five hundred Jinwu Guards heavily armored cavalrymen started instantly like a black steel torrent.

The heavy horse hooves crushed the corpses and snow on the ground.

Like a landslide or tsunami, it crushed towards the chaotic remnants of the Blackwater Cavalry.

The eight-foot-long steel spear was like a steel forest, crashing into the enemy's formation with an indestructible momentum.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The dull piercing sounds, the sound of bones breaking, and screams suddenly filled the air.

The impact of the heavy cavalry was terrifying, like a hot knife cutting butter, instantly tearing apart the chaotic Blackwater cavalry formation.

The cold spear tip easily pierced through the leather coat and tore the flesh. The heavy horse hooves trampled the fallen enemies into a pulp. The Jinwu Guards were like tigers among a flock of sheep, hacking and killing indiscriminately.

Wherever he passed, people and horses fell to the ground, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!

"Border troops! Encircle from both wings! Kill!" Lin Zhen ordered again!

"Kill!!" Two thousand northern border troops roared like tigers released from a cage, shaking the earth.

Waving weapons, they surrounded them from both wings.

Like a giant pair of pliers, it clamped down hard on the enemy troops that were dispersed by the Jinwu Guards.

Sharp swords, heavy maces, sharp spears... they were madly reaping lives.

The snowfield instantly turned into a bloody slaughterhouse!

The arrogance and complacency on Helian Tieshu's face froze in an instant!

He stared in amazement at the elite cavalry he was so proud of, which were as vulnerable as paper in the face of the enemy's terrifying "fire sticks" and steel torrent.

Falling like mowed grass.

The flesh on his face twitched violently, and his eyes were filled with shock, anger, and a hint of barely perceptible fear!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" He suddenly turned his horse's head and let out an unwilling and terrified roar!

Surrounded by his personal guards, he fled in a panic towards Blackstone Castle!

"Want to run?!" Lin Zhen's eyes flashed coldly, "The Divine Machine Battalion is firing freely, target - the enemy chief!"

"Yes!" Cheng Xuan's eyes flashed with the pleasure of revenge!

The flag is waving!

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!!”

The flintlocks rang out again.

The bullets seemed to have eyes and shot after Helian Tieshu's fleeing figure.

The personal guards around him were shot and fell off their horses one after another. Helian Tieshu was so frightened that he lowered his body and galloped away on his horse.

A bullet grazed his scalp and knocked off his wolfskin hat. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He dared not look back and fled for his life towards Blackstone Castle.

The last rays of sunset completely sank into the horizon.

Darkness slowly enveloped the earth like a huge curtain.

On the snowy plain, all that was left were scattered corpses, wailing wounded soldiers, ownerless war horses, and the thick smell of blood.

The huge black outline of Blackstone Castle looked like a dormant beast in the twilight, silently gazing at the Shura field below the city.

In the first battle, the Daqian Army used thundering means to give Helian Tieshu a bloody warning.

But everyone knows that the real decisive battle has just begun!

......

Dusk fell, and darkness, like a huge, cold pool of ink, completely swallowed up the desolate snowfield.

Only the huge and ferocious outline of Blackstone Fort, like an ancient behemoth lurking in the darkness, exudes a heart-pounding sense of oppression under the sparse starlight and the flickering flames on the city walls.

Below the city, the traces of the bloody massacre during the day had not yet cooled - corpses scattered all over the ground, solidified dark red blood ice, the wailing of ownerless war horses, the suppressed groans of wounded soldiers... The strong and nauseating smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder filled the cold night wind, like the breath of hell.

The Daqian army did not retreat. Instead, it was like a black rock, firmly nailed to the open snow field about three hundred steps away from the Black Stone Fort.

Countless torches were lit, like sparks setting a prairie fire, illuminating the area of ​​hundreds of steps as bright as day.

The flames danced, illuminating the soldiers' faces covered in blood and snow, the cold light on their icy armor, and the unextinguished anger and increasingly determined murderous intent in their eyes.

The lights were bright in the central army commander's tent.

In front of the huge Black Stone Fort terrain sand table, Lin Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, his black dragon-patterned uniform gleaming with a cold luster in the firelight.

His eyes were as calm as water and as sharp as an eagle, scanning the densely marked castle model on the sand table inch by inch.

Cheng Xuan stood aside, her pretty face tense, her hand tightly gripping the hilt of the dagger.

Xiao Hanzhou held a charcoal pencil and quickly sketched the castle's defense details on a huge piece of parchment.

Mao Mengji stood in the shadows like a ghost, his skinny fingers unconsciously stroking the hilt of the knife at his waist, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty and excited cold light.

"Master," Xiao Hanzhou put down the charcoal pencil and pointed to several key locations of the castle on the sand table, his voice solemn.

"Blackstone Fort is built on a mountainside, its terrain is dangerous and easy to defend but difficult to attack. The walls are ten feet high, built entirely of solid obsidian, so thick that ordinary swords and arrows cannot penetrate them. The top of the city is dotted with arrow crenels and watchtowers, giving the defenders a commanding view. Even more difficult is..."

He pointed to the steep cliffs behind the castle. "It's backed by the Soul-Breaking Cliff. The cliffs are as steep as a knife, making it difficult for monkeys to climb, cutting off our army's possibility of outflanking. Helian Tieshu's old nest has been operating for many years. The fort has sufficient food and grass, and the water source is drawn from the mountain springs. It can hold out for a long time. A brute force attack is too costly!"