Chapter 668: Shesheng Camp
As this torrent of energy descended, the entire battlefield fell into silence.
The morale of all the Northern Huns present at the scene began to decline infinitely in an instant. Seven or eight thousand Hun elite cavalry with the strength of pseudo-military souls were killed instantly, which made all the Northern Hun generals feel a little frightened.
The abilities that the Han Dynasty had demonstrated before were just strong, but the strength displayed this time was what truly frightened them.
The rain of arrows not only caused the Northern Huns to lose a large number of elite soldiers, but also completely cut off the Northern Huns' tiny hope of victory.
Even if a miracle army emerged from the Northern Huns now, they would probably be completely powerless to turn the tide.
Chou Hun's hands and feet were cold, and he was pricked like a hedgehog. If it weren't for the power of his military soul that was resisting death, he would not have been able to survive such a horrible blow even if his internal energy had left his body.
The soldiers of the Military Soul Corps, like him, survived by relying on their ability to resist death, but the elite cavalry who followed the Military Soul Corps were not so lucky.
The specially made arrows condensed almost all the energy of the Shesheng Camp, and just one wave directly destroyed the most elite forces of the Northern Huns.
For the Northern Huns, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse in an instant. Not only were seven or eight thousand elite cavalrymen killed in one blow, but what was even more cruel was that the Yulin Army was about to be liberated.
"Counterattack! Counterattack! Ksulde, throw your attack over here!"
Attila went crazy in an instant. Those were the most elite soldiers of the Northern Huns, and they were gone just like that.
At the same time, Attila realized in anger that it was the Shesheng Battalion, which could restrain all fancy super archers, but they only had the power of one strike, and now was the best time to attack them.
"Beat the drums, tell the Shesheng Battalion to retreat, and have the Golden Armor Warriors Corps go to support them."
The Han Dynasty also responded quickly. The Shesheng Camp was only capable of one battle, and it would be difficult for them to deal with the counterattack from the Northern Huns.
"No wonder General Huangfu said that the shooting sound is one of the most perfect arms of the Han Dynasty. Such performance is really unbelievable!"
Zhuge Liang found it a little hard to believe, as he had led his troops to fight a life-and-death battle with Fuward.
He knew very well how difficult Fuward's camel cavalry was.
However, the camel riders of Fuward were only comparable to the Royal Guards. How could they possibly be a match for the elite Northern Hun cavalry who were killed in an instant?
That was the most elite force of the Northern Huns and also the most elite cavalry of the Northern Huns.
The camel cavalry, one of the strongest cavalry in Eurasia, found it difficult to fight against the elite cavalry of the Northern Huns even in their own desert territory.
The reason why they performed poorly against the Yulin Army was not because the Northern Xiongnu cavalry were weak, but because the Yulin Army was too strong.
But even such a troop was crippled in an instant, and the entire army was almost destroyed.
What's even more terrifying is that such a horrific attack came entirely from the capabilities of the Shesheng Camp itself. In order to hide their bodies, they did not even join the Xuanxiang formation, and at most enjoyed a little basic blessing.
Sheshengying certainly understood his own shortcomings, so after shooting the fatal arrow, he immediately began to move to seek protection from his old partner.
The infantry battalion shield guards moved directly towards the Shesheng battalion without saying a word.
The original strategic approach of the five schools of the Northern Army was this: the infantry battalion protected the Shesheng battalion, the Shesheng battalion inflicted heavy damage to the opponent in one wave, Changshui cleared the field and made up the enemy, and then the two cavalrymen quickly interspersed and divided the battlefield, directly sending the opponent to death.
In a general war involving tens of thousands of people, the five schools of the Northern Army hardly need any command, they just need to follow this set of procedures to fight.
The other side doesn't have a strong commander, so this wave is enough to kill 90% of the rebels.
It was because the Yellow Turban Army was too large in size, and Zhang Jue's personal charm was too terrifying, that the five schools of the Northern Army suffered repeated defeats.
To be honest , if they were of equal strength, the five schools of the Northern Army would be almost undefeated.
The basis of invincibility is the Shesheng Battalion. No matter what the situation is, the Shesheng Battalion can consistently cripple a troop and directly destroy your morale, and then the battlefield will enter garbage time.
"Chaos Rain of Fire!"
However, the results of Sheshengying's victory this time were so great that it triggered the most fierce counterattack from the Northern Huns.
It’s not that Attila was angry, but after the Shesheng Camp withdrew, the morale of the Northern Huns was truly irreparable.
It's like someone slaps you in the face and then walks away. If you don't fight back, how will people around you look at you?
That kind of decline in morale is simply not something that can be controlled by human power alone.
Attila directly threw the super spell that was intended to attack the entire archer camp at the Shesheng Camp.
The sky suddenly turned red. The clouds could block various internal energy attacks, but they could not defend against this pure meteorite attack.
The dark green meteorite, with a long tail of flame, fell .
Holding a huge bow, Lu Bu shot left and right, frantically shooting at the meteorite rain in the sky, intending to smash them into pieces in mid-air.
The broken stones can't kill people, but human power has its limits.
The exhausted Shesheng Battalion was unable to provide him with internal energy, making it completely impossible for him to launch a legion attack. He could only rely on his personal abilities to struggle against the meteorite rain from the sky.
On the other side, Zhao Yun led Changshui to launch several legion attacks, but the location of Shesheng Camp was too far away from them, and the clouds in the sky offset most of the force, so they could only break up a small part of the meteorite.
“Oh no!”
Guo Hao's face suddenly changed color. If it were just meteorites, he would not be so shocked. He actually felt the breath of life from those meteorites.
"It's Hellfire!"
Guo Hao was unable to react for a moment. The Undead Empire was actually in contact with the Burning Legion.
"Glory to the Sun!"
Guo Hao reacted quickly and burned the imperial will to replicate his own talent, then threw all his strength at the soldiers of Shesheng Camp.
Moreover, they do not seek to enhance the attack capability, but focus on speed and defense. As long as the infantry battalion shield guards and golden armored warriors are in place, these hellfires are nothing more than toys.
But to the exhausted Shesheng Camp, these hellfires were nothing more than evil spirits seeking their lives.
If these soldiers of the Shesheng Camp were really forced to fight against a group of Hellfires when they were exhausted, they would probably be killed before the golden-armored warriors arrived.
These soldiers from the Shesheng Camp are powerful weapons that can be used repeatedly to clear the field.
If we had seen the power of the Shesheng Battalion earlier and killed those people on the command platform, the Shesheng Battalion would not be in such a dangerous place.
Or they would arrange the location of Shesheng Camp more to ensure that Shesheng Camp would not be in such a dangerous place.
