I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

Wherever the Six Young Masters of the Ning Mansion went, enemy soldiers fell to the ground. The silver hammers in their hands seemed to contain immense power; each swing was accompanied by a piercing scream, a sight that shook the very soul. The Six Young Masters moved with agility, like war gods dancing gracefully among the enemy ranks. Their teamwork was flawless; sometimes they fought separately, adaptable and flexible; at other times they converged to form a powerful and unstoppable offensive.

Upon witnessing this scene, Cao Mengsheng was overjoyed and ordered preparations to be made for the rescue.

The six men fought their way to the moat. Ning Wuwei took out the Golden Eagle Bow from his back and shot Qian Jin's handwritten letter to Cao Mengsheng.

When Cao Mengsheng's guards received the letter, Ning Wuwei roared, "Kill them again!"

The soldiers on the city wall watched in utter astonishment as Sixth Young Master turned his horse around and charged back. They were all greatly encouraged and eagerly volunteered to fight.

"General, let's charge out and kill his mother in one fell swoop!"

Cao Mengsheng opened the wax-sealed letter, read it, and then laughed: "Order: The entire army, turn off the lights and go to bed early!"

Sixth Young Master seemed to have had enough killing, so he came back to kill again.

This terrified the Dongjiang soldiers, who cried out in terror.

"Oh no! Those six little devils are back!"

"Brothers, make way quickly, the damned ancestor is back again."

As the Dongjiang soldiers scattered in panic, three warhorses galloped out of the camp like a storm. The leading general was burly and imposing, wielding a pair of gleaming golden iron hammers, like a war god descended to earth.

Upon seeing this, Ning's eyes gleamed with barely suppressed excitement: "Big brother, look! The imperial son of Dongjiang Kingdom, the invincible Yuwen Tuoma, has arrived!"

"You audacious little thief, I am here!" Yuwen Tuoma roared, spurring his horse to block the path of his sixth brother, Ning Wulun.

Without a word, Ning Wuwu leaped into the air like an eagle soaring through the sky, his twin hammers carrying the force of thunder as they slammed towards Yuwen Tuoma. Ning Wuwei, seeing this, hurriedly shouted, "Sixth Brother, stop! Don't act rashly!" But it was too late; the two silver hammers had already struck Yuwen Tuoma one after the other.

As the foremost warrior of Dongjiang Kingdom, Yuwen Tuoma possessed extraordinary strength and unparalleled bravery, unmatched in the country. Facing the young general's fierce offensive, he merely smiled and met the attack with his golden hammer. A deafening roar resounded as Ning Wulun's attack was easily deflected. However, just as he was gloating, he realized the situation was dire—another silver hammer was sweeping towards him at an unbelievable angle.

"Damn it!" Without thinking, Yuwen Tuo quickly blocked the sudden attack with the golden hammer in his left hand. "Get out of my way!" With an angry roar, Ning Bu Lun's right hammer flew out of his hand and struck his mount's back accurately. The horse cried out in pain and knelt down instantly, throwing its master far away.

At this critical moment, Ning Wulun nimbly caught his twin hammers in mid-air, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and charged towards the enemy again. In contrast, Yuwen Tuoma, clad in heavy armor, moved rather slowly. Seeing this, two guards immediately stepped forward, intending to protect their master from harm. But at that moment, a loud "Moo—" shattered the silence of the battlefield. It turned out that Ning Wulun's mount had suddenly charged into the fray, knocking one guard aside; while the other was directly struck by the silver hammer that followed, and both were sent flying backward.

While the two guards were still airborne, Ning Wuguan had already landed steadily on his horse. "Sixth brother, don't linger in battle!" His elder brother's voice came from afar. Ning Wuguan, who was about to seize the opportunity to kill the enemy, could only sigh upon hearing this and turn his horse away from the battlefield.

Lying on the ground, Yuwen Tuoma watched this scene, secretly relieved that he had escaped death. But before this sense of relief could fully develop, an even more terrifying sound rang in his ears—BOOM! A grenade landed right beside him… The final outcome was obvious: this once fearsome warrior of Dongjiang Kingdom, who had struck terror into the hearts of countless opponents, thus ended his glorious yet short life.

As night fell, nine cannons boomed over the western part of Danyang, a clear signal that Qian Jin was leading his troops in a general offensive.

As soon as the cannon fired, the Sixth Young Master, who struck fear into the hearts of the enemy, charged forward again.

The second raid on the enemy camp not only resulted in the deaths and injuries of thousands of soldiers in Dongjiang, but also sent Dongjiang's number one warrior to the underworld, which greatly damaged the morale of Dongjiang's soldiers.

Six children stormed the camp as if it were a game; how could one not feel fear?

Yuwen Tuoma was renowned not only in Dongjiang Kingdom but also in the surrounding countries.

Twenty years ago, Yuwen Tuoma, at the age of nineteen, single-handedly wiped out the 100,000-strong army of the Minnan Kingdom, bringing twenty years of prosperity to the Dongjiang Kingdom.

Historians once said that whoever possesses the power of the tampon will rule the world.

Tonight, the first warrior, who had been touted to the heavens, was defeated in a single encounter, half a round, by the double hammers of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

Moreover, six teenagers suddenly appeared on the other side.

The six children launched a surprise attack, how could the soldiers of Dongjiang not be alarmed and terrified?

When Cao Mengsheng saw that the Sixth Young Master had reappeared in the enemy camp, he was greatly shocked: How could these six children have such fighting power?

From afar, they could see the Six Young Masters charging left and right through the enemy ranks. Their silver hammers were like lightning slicing through the night sky, each strike landing precisely on the enemy's vital points, striking fear into the hearts of the enemy soldiers. Under the Six Young Masters' fierce onslaught, the enemy's morale quickly collapsed, and they began to scatter and flee, attempting to escape this terrifying battlefield.

"Open the city gates and charge out!"

With a roar from the marshal, five thousand cavalrymen, led by a lieutenant, charged out of the castle, forming a pincer movement with the Sixth Young Master.

In an instant, the Dongjiang Kingdom's army was thrown into unprecedented chaos. They had never seen such a fierce enemy, nor had they expected that a few teenagers could unleash such astonishing fighting power.

Qian Jin never expected that his special forces would be rendered useless, and he roared in anger: "Split into two groups and kill the enemy along the moat!"

After a year of closed training, the soldiers were eager to go to the battlefield and show their skills.

Upon receiving the order to reinforce Danyang, everyone was overjoyed, finally able to show their skills.

But the prize was won by the six young masters, which made them so angry that they stomped their feet.

The power of role models is boundless. The special forces soldiers, holding their breath, charged in two directions, north and south respectively. Each of them was a special operations expert capable of taking on a hundred enemies, like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, rushing into the enemy's position in a flash.

Without thinking twice, the soldiers lined up with grenades to clear the way.

Amidst the thunderous roar, two thousand special forces soldiers broke through the enemy camp on the East River.

The 100,000 soldiers of the Dongjiang Kingdom surrounding the garrison in Danyang scattered and fled in disarray, like headless flies.

When Xiang Yong, the eldest prince of Dongjiang Kingdom, witnessed this scene, he was shocked. He never expected that his army of 100,000 would be scattered like this.

Xiang Yong had no choice but to lead his remaining troops in a disheveled retreat back to Dongjiang Kingdom. "As a new month begins, let us step into the sunshine of early winter on our journey. Wishing all my friends a happy, joyful, and prosperous new month! Thank you so much for your support! Please give me a good review!"