Chapter 3: Decapitating Generals

A light infantry company commander actually dared to charge alone towards nearly five hundred guards of the Mingyue Empire. Setting aside other considerations, with such courage alone, this person is already worthy of being esteemed throughout the world. Without any apparent reason, a shiver suddenly swept through Zhao Yue's heart. If this person has the ability to survive today, he will surely become a formidable general who looks down upon the world in the future

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The dark tide of the imperial guards retreated from Meng Hu's sight like a flood, leaving only the bright moon banner in his eyes, along with the proud figure of the general standing beneath it. That head, he was determined to claim!

Captain of the Imperial Guard, Situ Feng, raised his battle knife high above his head, just as he was about to give the order to fire arrows, he was halted by Situ Biao's shout

Unfortunately, there are no "ifs" on the battlefield; everything has already come to an end

Si Tu Biao took the machete but showed no intention of engaging in battle. He was a renowned general, while his opponent was merely an unknown nobody. For this nobody to challenge him, a general, they first needed the ability to break through the ambush of the Imperial Guards, and then defeat his personal bodyguard, Si Tu Feng.

With a sudden loud bang, Situ Biao felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth, and the machete in his hand nearly slipped from his grasp

Si Tu Biao suddenly stood up from the war chariot, his eyes filled with disbelief. The light infantry formation on the left flank had actually been breached by the enemy's light infantry, and the enemy's forces numbered at most a single company! How could less than two hundred men break through an entire regiment of five thousand troops on the left flank?

The well-trained warhorse galloped forward fearlessly with Meng Hu. Just as the warhorse was about to crash into the thicket of spears, Meng Hu suddenly pulled on the reins, and the warhorse leaped into the air, barely clearing the deadly forest.

The squad leader silently lamented the missed opportunity, and by the time he wanted to return the blade for a strike, it was already too late

Meng Hu severed the head of Situ Biao with a single stroke, then leaped back onto the chariot, raising Situ Biao's head high with his spear, and let out a long howl towards the sky

"Interesting, he seems to be quite a formidable character." Situ Biao's eyes suddenly became intense, and he raised his right hand sharply, commanding in a stern voice, "Bring me a knife!"

What are they trying to do? With just over a hundred light troops, do they really think they can destroy their own main force? This is truly a colossal joke. Do they really consider themselves to be defenseless scholars? Do they really think that the guards around them are made of clay and paper? There are two entire squads of guards. In terms of combat strength, Situ Biao's guards are even far superior to heavy infantry. How could these hundred or so light troops possibly compete?

The biting north wind whistled past the ears, while the ground beneath was rapidly receding like a tide. The more than one hundred soldiers of the Tiger Brigade could no longer keep pace with Meng Hu and were left far behind. However, the bright moon flag, fluttering in the wind ahead, was already within close reach!

Si Tu Biao actually died quite unjustly; he paid the price of his life for his pride and carelessness. If it had not been for his blind confidence in his own strength, and if he had abandoned the strategy of relying on brute force, with nearly twenty more years of battlefield experience than Meng Hu, the outcome of the battle would indeed have been very difficult to predict.

Meng Hu let out a low grunt, forcefully pushing off the ground with his feet. In an instant, his strong body soared into the air, as a cold gleam accompanied by a piercing shriek brushed past his shoulder. It was a mere hair's breadth away; the long-handled saber of the squad leader from the Mingyue Empire could have severed Meng Hu's entire right shoulder.

What is even more terrifying is that although Meng Hu's gun was deflected, the direction of the gun's muzzle remained aimed at Situ Biao's vital shoulder point. Undoubtedly, Meng Hu's strength was far greater than that of Situ Biao. In a state of panic, Situ Biao could no longer concern himself with the image of a general; he flipped backward and fell off the war chariot. Although he narrowly avoided being pierced by the long spear, he was still forced off the chariot, his helmet fell off, and he appeared utterly disheveled.

The guards of Situ Biao reacted extremely swiftly; in less than a moment, two squads of spear-wielding soldiers had already formed a line, creating a vast, chilling barrier of death along Meng Hu's path. If Meng Hu continued to charge forward on horseback, he would crash headlong into a forest of death composed of hundreds of spears

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This time, before Meng Hu's figure could fall from the sky, nearly one hundred royal guards had already rushed over, uniformly raising their long spears. Hundreds of sharp spears formed a dense forest of death, waiting for Meng Hu's exhausted form to descend from the air, ready to pierce him into a sieve.

In mid-air, Meng Hu cast a cold glance at the densely packed spears on the ground, and a chilling sneer once again appeared at the corner of his mouth

Confronted by the fierce gaze of his superior, Su Jun, Meng Hu's eyes suddenly ignited with a violent killing intent

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Just as the previously motionless Meng Hu suddenly moved, an iron elbow slid towards Situ Feng's throat with astonishing speed, pressing against the dual guns. Due to the gun's momentum being exhausted, the two were too close at this moment, and Situ Feng did not even have time to react. The iron elbow struck heavily against his throat, and Situ Feng clearly heard a crisp "crack" sound, followed by a complete loss of consciousness as darkness enveloped him.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Situ Biao could hardly believe it was true Even more unbelievable to Situ Biao was that this enemy force, after breaking through the left-wing light infantry formation, actually charged straight towards his central army's main position

Without waiting for all the soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Brigade to follow, Meng Hu fearlessly charged alone towards the main formation of the Mingyue Empire's army

In the next moment, Meng Hu's figure leaped high once again

The main formation of the Mingyue Empire's central army

When did the light infantry of the Glorious Empire become more formidable than the heavy infantry

Meng Hu let out a low shout, and without any further words, he thrust his spear towards Situ Biao's heart. The sharp tip of the spear pierced through the cold air, emitting a hissing shriek. Situ Biao snorted coldly, his hand poised with a cleaver, attempting to deflect the large spear in Meng Hu's hand. Situ Biao had absolute confidence in his own strength.

Situ Feng is the adopted son of Situ Biao and also his personal bodyguard. He has mastered martial arts under Situ Biao's true guidance, particularly excelling in the use of dual pistols

The guards had long presented a traditionally styled thick-backed machete to Situ Biao.

With a knee strike, Meng Hu shattered the squad leader's skull. He swiftly extended his right hand, grabbing the reins of the warhorse and pulling them sharply. The warhorse, which was charging forward at high speed, let out a pained neigh and reared up on its hind legs. The headless corpse of the squad leader fell limply from the horse's back. Only then did Meng Hu gracefully descend from the air, firmly mounting the horse's back.

Meng Hu let out a loud shout, exerting force with his legs to grip the horse's belly. The warhorse, feeling the pain in its flank, immediately neighed loudly and galloped forward, kicking up its hooves.

The main formation of the Mingyue Empire's central army

Meng Hu struck Si Tu Feng's neck with an elbow, breaking it, and then seized the dual pistols. With a heavy kick, he stomped down on Si Tu Feng's corpse, propelling himself into the air once more. At the very moment Meng Hu leaped, over a dozen sharp spears shot in from all directions, one of which nearly grazed the sole of Meng Hu's foot, almost piercing his ankle

With a loud shout, Meng Hu's left hand wielded the spear, striking down from the air like lightning, instantly pinning a royal guard to the ground. The spear's tip penetrated the earth for several feet, while the tail end still protruded above the long spear held by the royal guard. Seizing the opportunity, Meng Hu forcefully pressed his right foot down on the still swaying tail end of the spear, causing the iron-crafted shaft to bend into an arc.

In a single move, Meng Hu forced Situ Biao off his war chariot. Before the latter could catch his breath, Meng Hu had already leaped onto him, his spear thrusting forward once more, aimed directly at the vital point in Situ Biao's back. Left with no choice, Situ Biao had to drop to the ground again. After rolling twice, he barely evaded Meng Hu's spear attack. However, before he could get back up, Meng Hu's spear was already thrusting towards him again.

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Meng Hu wielded a battle knife, sprinting swiftly across the battlefield

There has never been warmth on the battlefield; taking advantage of a person's weakness to claim their life is an unyielding rule of war. Since Situ Biao has already been forced into a disadvantage by Meng Hu, Meng Hu will certainly not allow him to turn the tide. As a seasoned veteran who has experienced countless battles, Meng Hu has ample means to convert his advantage into victory.

Meng Hu soared into the air, his figure already looming before the squad leader. He bent his knee and collided directly with the squad leader's face. With a sound of "puff," the squad leader's head was shattered by the iron knee pad on Meng Hu's knee, instantly bursting into a rain of blood and fragments scattered across the sky

A squad leader of the Imperial Guard, unable to endure such provocation any longer, shouted loudly and charged out from the formation on horseback, wielding a heavy long-handled machete towards Meng Hu. The heavy iron hooves struck the cold wasteland, producing a rapid sound that resembled the death drums from hell

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The bone-chilling cold surged from the throat, instantly spreading throughout the body. In despair, Situ Biao clearly saw that "nameless pawn" calmly raise a battle knife with a rolled edge, ... and then, with composure, bring it down towards his own neck. In the next moment, endless darkness completely engulfed him

However, it wasn't long before the shock in Situ Biao's eyes was replaced by a fierce killing intent. So what if his horsemanship was excellent? The real show was just beginning

At the critical moment of life and death, Meng Hu remained steadfast, and his composure once again saved him

However, the two individuals are now facing each other directly

If the newcomer cannot even accomplish this small task, then he is simply unworthy of being a competitor of Hetushu.com and Si Tuhiao.

Situ Feng stared intently at the unknown individual before him, unable to believe that this person could remain so composed under the deadly threat of his dual gun thrusts. At such a critical moment, this individual did not dodge or evade, standing firm and unyielding. Could it be that this person's nerves were made of iron?

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In just one engagement, the enemy general was left in a state of utter disarray after being killed by Meng Hu. The Tiger Brigade of the Mingyue Empire's main army erupted in cheers like a landslide or a tsunami, each soldier seemed to be invigorated as if they had received a shot of adrenaline, displaying three times their usual skill. In contrast, Situ Biao's Imperial Guard suffered a severe blow to their morale. As one side rose, the other fell, resulting in the remaining hundred soldiers of the Tiger Brigade engaging in a fierce and indecisive battle with Situ Biao's Imperial Guard.

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The north wind howls fiercely, and the war drums beat resoundingly

Situ Biao's pupils contracted sharply; he could hardly believe that this nameless individual had actually managed to break through the layers of five hundred iron guards and come all the way to stand before him

Si Tu Biao laughed loudly three times, pointing his machete at Meng Hu with a commanding presence, and shouted, "Young man, state your name. I, Si Tu Biao, do not strike down nameless individuals under my blade"

As the gunfire fell short, Situ Feng realized that the situation was dire. By the time he urgently sought to withdraw, it was already too late

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The soldiers of the two warring armies instinctively halted, their gazes fixated on Meng Hu, on the bloodied head of Situ Biao. In that moment, the battlefield fell into a profound silence, with only Meng Hu's furious roar reverberating through the heavens and the earth, echoing endlessly.

Zhao Yue's pupils instantly contracted, for he had witnessed the most shocking scene of his life

However, it is the contest between Meng Hu and Situ Biao that truly determines the outcome of the war

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The robust warhorse suddenly sank down under the heavy weight of Meng Hu, retreating several steps before barely stabilizing itself. In the end, it let out a heavy snort and vigorously shook its large head. Meng Hu smoothed the warhorse's flowing mane, slowly reined in the reins, and once again raised the blunted war blade towards the nearby bright moon flag.

Startled, Meng Hu turned his head back, and the two dark guns advanced like venomous snakes emerging from their lairs, striking swiftly. The sharp tips of the guns were mere inches away from the back of Meng Hu's neck, and he could even distinctly feel the chilling cold emanating from the gun tips. At that moment, death was so close to Meng Hu!

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On the war chariot, Situ Biao's mouth twitched violently; it seemed that this fellow's horsemanship was somewhat beyond imagination

The main formation of the Mingyue Empire's central army

Haha, indeed, there are some skills.

"Wait a moment." A sinister killing intent spread across the corner of Situ Biao's mouth as he sneered, "No one is allowed to shoot arrows; I will personally chop off the heads of these scoundrels!"

As expected, after narrowly evading five shots, Situ Biao ultimately could not escape Meng Hu's sixth shot. When that tiny cold star rapidly enlarged before his eyes, Situ Biao was completely engulfed in despair

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The two dark spears almost grazed Meng Hu's neck as they swept back and forth, the sharp blades only leaving two small cuts on his skin. Although Meng Hu sustained some minor injuries, he preserved his life. Had he shown even the slightest hint of panic just now, whether by moving forward or backward to evade, he would likely have become a soul lost under Si Tu Feng's spear at this moment

Meng Hu, along with his steed, fell from the sky. The immense inertia overwhelmed the warhorse, which let out a mournful neigh and collapsed to the ground. In an instant, Meng Hu was violently thrown off the horse and tumbled several times upon landing, finding himself in a most disheveled state. Just as he managed to spring up and sit, a chilling murderous intent, accompanied by a piercing sound of slicing air, surged towards him from behind.

As a veteran, Meng Hu deeply understands an unshakeable truth: to survive on the battlefield, one must always remain calm. Only by maintaining composure can one make the most correct response in the most dangerous moments. On the battlefield, any oversight or mistake is enough to cost you your life

As expected of Meng Hu, he showed no signs of panic at the critical moment of life and death

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Under the bright moon, nearly 500 armored guards stood in formation, resembling stars surrounding the moon, protecting a black war chariot at the center. On the black war chariot stood a formidable general, exuding an air of authority. The general was clad in a dark black helmet, heavy black armor, and a black battle robe, with a black cloak billowing behind him in the wind, completely enveloped in darkness, as if he were a dark general from the depths of the underworld

Taking advantage of the powerful gun barrel's fire, Meng Hu leaped directly over the layers of the Imperial Guard's ambush and landed heavily on Situ Biao's war chariot. Situ Biao's arrogance ultimately provided Meng Hu with the opportunity to kill him. Had Situ Biao ordered a volley of arrows from the very beginning, even with Meng Hu's extraordinary abilities, he might not have been able to reach Situ Biao.