This is the true nature of warfare in this era. And just as these over three hundred people nearly pierced through part of the Western Regions rear army, a spark flashed in Li Zhaowen’s eyes as he shouted: "Open the city gates, charge into the formation!!!" The city gates swung wide open! The Dharma Form of the Phoenix soared into the sky. Just as Li Guanyi’s unit penetrated the opponent’s rear army formation in a burst of sharpness, Li Zhaowen led the army out, with the main force being the Xiyi city’s army, which still maintained morale, while the auxiliary soldiers gathered the defeated army at the rear, charging out together. What Li Guanyi did was like breaking armor. This move by Li Zhaowen was what could truly inflict heavy damage on the enemy. Official source is n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net Xiahou Duan instantly realized something, his expression changed, and he said to Duke Li: "Duke, Mr. Yuwen is not leading us out, but is planning to attack the enemy’s main camp!" This was a strategy of an entirely different style than originally planned. One was to break through, with the current situation almost guaranteed a ninety-nine percent success. The other was to charge into the formation, which naturally involved much more risk. Duke Li merely glanced ahead, and without hesitation, decisively said: "The momentum of the battle formation is all in my son!" "Even if I die in front of you today, you must not have any thought of rebellion, otherwise it would be a crime of disrupting the army, a capital crime!" He took off the treasured sword from his waist and directly threw it to Xiahou Duan. "When the time comes, if anyone dares to disrupt the morale and attempts to leave." "Xiahou, you will personally kill them for me!" The surrounding nobility, gentry clans, and great generals heard these words, and all felt a chill in their hearts. Xiahou Duan, loyal and brave, with Li Shude’s order, would kill more decisively and swiftly than Li Guanyi killed Li Xuanye, without hesitation, saluted and said: "Yes!" The great army charged into the formation, following the Xuanjia Army’s break in the enemy’s sharp defensive line, directly piercing into the back of the Western Regions allied army! Helian Jieshan immediately realized something was wrong. He originally thought it was another charge similar to the Xuanjia Army’s, but did not expect that this time, the entire city’s soldiers and horses would rush out; even with many auxiliary soldiers and defeated troops among them, those who remained in Duke Li’s unit after several defeats in Xiyi City were truly elite forces. Duke Li, just a decaying old bone in a tomb, a decrepit and pedantic person! How could he have such a fierce fighting spirit?! To make such domineering strategies?! Helian Jieshan’s expression was grim. A misjudgment of the situation. One careless move could endanger the entire army! At this moment, the rear army was already in chaos, Helian Jieshan could not retreat and quickly reorganized his forces, his [Shatuo Army] successfully restored their formation, but this was the hidden danger of the Seven Tribes’ Alliance Army — The other tribe generals did not have his level of command ability. Part of the army shifted formation, part of the army was in turmoil. Even the [Da Wan tribe] suffered losses, charged forward silently, and ended up breaking away from the main formation. Then suddenly something happened, the war horses’ legs became weak, and their speed apparently decreased. The formation was in chaos! The Nine Provinces Tripod Bell roared, Li Guanyi saw with the naked eye the circulation of the battlefield’s killing aura. He suddenly hurled the long spear in his hand. The opponent’s shield formation blocked it. But the enemy’s colonel, was evidently on a much lower level than Li Guanyi. The multi-layered shield formation, built with several dozen shields, suddenly shattered; Li Guanyi’s mount, Saluzi, stood upright, the two human-head-sized hooves before it moving, seemed to be wrapped in blue and purple thunder. Li Guanyi, clad in ink-colored mountain pattern armor and draped in a brocade war robe, standing on the Dragon Horse, appeared majestic and divine in the eyes of the Western Regions allied forces. Saluzi fiercely stomped down with its front hooves. The dozens of heavy shield soldiers whose momentum was shattered by Li Guanyi were directly sent flying, Li Guanyi grasped his spear, the war spear in his hand suddenly stabbed into the ground, Yuchi Xiong clad in blood-stained Xuanjia, gripping a steel whip in one hand and an unknown origin Wolf Fang Club in the other, swept alongside Li Guanyi like a demon. Li Guanyi then took his bow, nocked an arrow, the arrow tip gleamed with flowing light, then aimed it at the sky and released an arrow. This arrow carried the mystical power of the [Breaking Cloud Sky-shattering Bow]. The power of a Grandmaster, wielding a Divine Weapon. Old Mr. Xue could still gather strength with one arrow and shoot fifty miles away, Li Guanyi was naturally stronger, and as the arrow shot through the sky, its might was overwhelming, it was not far away at all for cavalry, Qibi Li and Fan Qing saw an arrow spiraling toward this place. Then it exploded in the air, faintly transforming into a Qilin roaring skyward. Qibi Li said: "It is the Lord’s [Breaking Cloud Sky-shattering Bow]." He looked up, and in the midst of the heavy armored cavalry, Fan Qing slowly opened his eyes. Qibi Li felt an indescribable solemnity and tranquility. Fan Qing nodded, urged his steed, and his four thousand men moved accordingly. Then Qibi Li’s six thousand Tiele tribe also set out. Fan Qing was leading those more skilled in heavy armor, heavy shield, and crossbow shooting, Central Plains people in the Western Regions, and Qibi Li’s was the elite of the Tiele nine tribes among the Western Regions’ Thirty-six Tribes in this era. On this land filled with legends and blood. Central Plains people, Western Regions people, charged under the same banner. Ridiculously like a story. Never before had there been a hero to gather them together. Qibi Li charged silently, yet even he, at this moment, felt a sense of indescribable tension, his heart pounding intensely — The battlefield of over a hundred thousand people, of both enemy and ally. The intensity of this scale is bound to be recorded in the annals of history. Qibi Li thought, in the future, descendants would peruse the words on the yellowed pages of history, see their past lives, know of such a battle, and now, he was in this battle destined for the annals, completing this great war. Just thinking this filled him with a sense of grandeur, intertwining past, future, and present.