Chen Ping's Sword

"When the number of people exceeds ten thousand, it’s boundless."

Especially when over forty thousand Rushing Wolf Cavalry lost their fighting spirit, it was like a collapsing mountain, fleeing frantically, running all over the hills...

Chen Ping could feel that his cavalry were somehow unable to keep up.

At this point, the most crucial thing was to focus and let go of the small targets, keeping an eye on the large, still organized groups of cavalry, breaking them apart was the top priority.

Next, he stopped pursuing.

On the one hand, there was no need to take away the opportunity for his subordinates to earn merit.

On the other hand, during a pursuit, one doesn’t need extremely strong attack power; what’s really tested is the insight and experience in commanding the central army and dispatching troops to intercept from all sides.

Frankly speaking, Chen Ping didn’t have much experience in military array battles, but no one doubted his insight.

Steadying the formation, pursuing calmly but relentlessly, maintaining the stability of the military array and pursuing from high noon to the setting sun, bit by bit wearing down tens of thousands of Rushing Wolf Cavalry, Chen Ping couldn’t recall how many Hu people he had killed, nor could he figure out how many Rushing Wolf Cavalry had escaped into the deep mountains to survive.

Anyway, as far as the eye could see, everywhere, there were no Hu people standing openly anymore.

Of the Beizhou Hu Cavalry crazily escaping ahead, only three small groups remained.

Although they had already fled quite far, dozens of miles away from him, Chen Ping was not in the least anxious.

Sima Rou kept close to his disciple, ostensibly to protect Chen Ping, because after a fierce battle with Celestial List experts, Chen Ping was fatigued and his combat power sharply reduced, fearing unforeseen incidents along the way.

The actual reason, of course, wasn’t this.

Rather, Sima Rou had discovered that by staying near Chen Ping, one often encountered "tough bones," and Chen Ping was less inclined to handle them personally, instead allowing the adjutants and Tooth Generals to charge and sweep. She mingled among them, snatching heads while killing fluently, thinking that her disciple was too formidable; when she held high positions in the future, would people say she climbed the ranks via connections?

At this moment, killing more Hu people, earning more merits, nothing could be said against King Ping’s honorable master being merely opportunistic.

Also, wasn’t this to earn some face for that foolish girl at home?

Look at, Little Commandery Princess Mingyue not only possessed excellent sword technique but also shone brightly in this battle by deploying the Seven Stars Dipper Array, occupying the Shaking Light Position.

That Little Commandery Princess, though appearing delicate, played a significant role in quickly breaking Yuwen Zao’s Ten Thousand Beasts Devouring Heaven Array in this fight.

While Chen Ping was fighting against Divine Master Duran, the Shaking Light Position simultaneously exerted force, charging forward to attack at the weak points of the enemy formation, resulting in a coordination with Chen Ping.

Once Divine Master Duran was eliminated, the enemy formation shattered; the connected military qi flowed, and the conversion was as flawlessly executed as a miracle, akin to an antelope hanging from a branch.

Just one wave of attack wrecked Yuwen Zao.

Tens of thousands of Rushing Wolf Cavalry didn’t even have the strength to struggle.

With no choice but to flee.

Such a striking Little Commandery Princess, her mother Master Qiuye, had fought from Celestial Gate Pass to Ling Mountain City, tirelessly rushing to battle, setting an example for her daughter and laying the foundation.

Among these soldiers and civilians, when mentioning Master Qiuye, who doesn’t utter a word of admiration?

Watching this mother-daughter pair looking so brilliant.

Although Sima Rou was laughing happily, deep in her heart, claiming there wasn’t a sense of urgency and pressure would be misleading.

"Who says a master can’t perform well? Even for the sake of that foolish girl earning some respect, I must not slack off."

Sima Rou glanced at Master Qiuye, also killing Hu courageously, and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, feeling somewhat exhausted; her true qi was significantly depleted through the battles, thinking about needing at least a three-day and night rest to recover.

"It’s a pity that Yuwen Zao and Yuwen Hao managed to escape."

Ran Qiuye, equally fatigued, appeared slightly pale.

Chen Ping estimated the physical strength and true qi of both and had refrained from pursuing with full power.

Otherwise, not just them, but the generals and soldiers behind them would become prone and exhausted under repeated assaults.

"In short-distance charges or escapes, those trained Black Wolves are ultimately more agile and faster than horses. When they truly escape, we can’t quite keep up."

She sighed and finally stopped chasing, thinking to recover some strength before pursuing further.

"Not being able to catch them is fine, but escaping scot-free is still too early to say."

Chen Ping withdrew his synchronized gaze with the Cyan Bird, smiling softly.

This battle, although the main battleground was on his side, didn’t mean he lacked a plan B.

In battlefield engagements, no limb can be taken lightly; the one who plans more wins, and not preparing a few trump cards is simply not worthy of being called a strategist.

This lesson, stemming from a life’s worth of insight, blossoms brilliantly in this lifetime.

Recapitulating those classic battle instances for everyone in this world.

Just hope they won’t be overly surprised.

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Yuwen Zao rode a snow-colored wolf, fleeing so desperately that the two pheasant feathers atop his head were askew.

Looking back, he found that the remaining unwatched Wolf Riders behind him numbered less than three thousand.