Chapter 861 Tiger-headed heavy armored troops are dispatched!

Chapter 861 Tiger-headed heavy armored troops are dispatched!

"Young man from the Yin family, if this is accomplished, you and I will rewrite the history of the Daqian Dynasty."

"But remember, once you embark on this journey, there is no turning back. You and I must go all out and live up to this life."

Yu Jing spoke in a firm tone, his eyes full of resentment towards the court.

"I understand. From now on, I swear to stand together with the military commander, to seek justice for the Xuanming Iron Guard and for all the noble families oppressed by the royal family!"

Yin Jingyi heard this and stood up and saluted.

It was late at night, but the lights in the manor were still on. The two continued to discuss the details until dawn began to appear in the east.

The plan has been set, and it's just a matter of time. A storm that will overthrow the imperial power is about to sweep across Qiandu.

Both of them were decisive and swift people. After the discussion, Yin Jingyi immediately returned to the Tiger Head Heavy Armored Battalion to prepare for the uprising. After a brief rest with the Xuanming Iron Guards, Yu Jing also set off immediately.

At this moment, Yu Jing stood on the top of the mountain. The cold wind blew his gray hair, but it could not extinguish the raging anger burning in his eyes.

He looked down and saw that the camp of Feiyun Cavalry Battalion was like a sleeping giant, with flags fluttering and rustling. Each flag was like a declaration of fighting spirit, challenging the nerves of every peeper.

But in Yu Jing's eyes, one of these flags was particularly glaring, like an old scar being suddenly torn open, causing him heartache.

The flag had a black background with a red pattern, and a bloody knife pierced through the clouds, revealing its sharp edge and carrying endless murderous aura.

For Yu Jing, this pattern and this color are not only a visual impact, but also a shock to his soul. It is a nightmare buried deep in his heart and hard to forget even in his dreams at midnight.

Memories came flooding back like a tide, pulling Yu Jing back to that bloody dusk.

That day, the Xuanming Iron Guards were supposed to be heroes returning in triumph, but they encountered unprecedented betrayal and ambush.

They thought that after crossing the smoke of the battlefield, they would be greeted by the warmth of their homeland, but unexpectedly, what awaited them was the cold blade of the royal family and endless pursuit.

After that tragic battle, the Xuanming Iron Guards were almost wiped out, and the survivors returned to the Daqian Dynasty with scars all over their bodies and traumatized their souls.

However, the journey home was not a smooth one. What greeted them was not comfort and consolation, but another even more brutal encirclement and suppression.

In order to completely destroy this once ace army, the Daqian royal family, to whom they had sworn allegiance, dispatched an elite and brutal cavalry unit, the Blood Cloud Iron Cavalry, to give them a final stranglehold.

The name Blood Cloud Iron Cavalry has been like a curse engraved in the hearts of every survivor of the Xuanming Iron Guard over the years.

They were clad in blood-stained armor and held blood-stained swords in their hands. Wherever they passed, no grass grew, leaving only death and despair for the Xuanming Iron Guards.

It was a war without the smoke of gunpowder, but it was more cruel than any battle, because the enemy was not only an opponent on the battlefield, but also a former comrade, a betrayer and a deceiver.

At this moment, looking at the flag with a bloody knife piercing through the clouds, Yu Jing's pupils suddenly shrank, and what surged in his heart was not only anger, but also a strong desire for revenge.

"It's true that enemies are on the same road!"

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a hideous smile, and he whispered to himself, revealing an indescribable hideousness.

Yu Jing's gaze became deep, penetrating the mist of time.

He remembered the commander of the Blood Cloud Iron Cavalry, a man with a stern face and mad eyes, who ruthlessly harvested the lives of the injured Xuanming Iron Guards around him. At that time, Yu Jing had vowed that if he had the chance, he would personally end this unfinished war and seek justice for his brothers in the Xuanming Iron Guards.

Now, the opportunity is right in front of you!
The Feiyun Cavalry Battalion was originally the Xueyun Iron Cavalry of the past. For Yu Jing.

This group of executioners changed their names, but they could not change the bloodiness in their bones, nor could they change the crimes they had committed against the Xuanming Iron Guards.

At this moment, the flame of revenge was burning in Yu Jing's heart, and he could almost hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

He took a deep breath, letting the cold air calm the waves in his heart.

The Blood Cloud Iron Cavalry, now the Flying Cloud Cavalry Battalion, may no longer be the elite force it once was, but their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated, especially their mobility and surprise attack capabilities, which are even more formidable.

Yu Jing's eyes swept back and forth across the camp, observing every corner and every possible defensive weakness, and a preliminary plan had already formed in his mind.

The soldiers of the Feiyun Cavalry Battalion may not be aware of the grudge between them and the Xuanming Iron Guards. They are just tools to execute orders and pawns in the hands of the royal family.

But Yu Jing does not intend to show mercy. In this game of power, there are no innocent people and everyone is paying the price for their choices.

He turned around and looked at the Xuanming Iron Guards who were standing ready behind him, their eyes also burning with the flames of revenge.

"Brothers, the ones below are the Blood Cloud Cavalry that once slaughtered us."

"Today, we are no longer fugitives. We will use our own hands to end this feud and seek justice for our brothers!"

Yu Jing spoke in a low voice. The many Xuanming Iron Guards behind him were speechless. They just tightly grasped their weapons, with a flash of scarlet in their eyes.

At the same time, Yin Jingyi, who had already arrived at the Tiger Head Heavy Armor Camp, walked out of the tent. It was late at night, but the Tiger Head Heavy Armor Camp was still brightly lit. The cold light of the armor flickered in the firelight, reflecting the resolute faces.

"Pass the order down, all soldiers of the Tiger Head Heavy Armor Battalion put on their armor and move immediately!"

Yin Jingyi took a deep breath, and the sound pierced the night sky like the beating of a war drum.

As soon as the order was given, the camp was in an uproar. The soldiers quickly put on the heavy tiger-head armor. The tiger-head pattern on the armor seemed to come alive, with bright eyes.

The sound of heavy footsteps and the clashing of armor intertwined together, forming a passionate war song.

Yin Jingyi stood in front of the camp gate, his eyes sharp as torches, scanning the army below that was ready to go.

"Brothers, the royal family is unjust and has brought chaos to the government, causing resentment among the people. Tonight is the time for us to eliminate the tyranny and revive the government!"

"Let the Tiger Head Heavy Armor become the most dazzling star in the Imperial City tonight!"

He raised his sword high, with the tip of the sword pointing in the direction of the imperial city, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

As the order was given, countless heavily armored soldiers with tiger-headed heads poured out of the camp gate like a tide, their iron hooves breaking the silent night, raising dust and looking majestic.

Under the moonlight, this mighty army of heavily armored infantry was like a flowing silver river, shuttling through the night. The cold light on their armor flickered from time to time, flashing like dragon scales, exuding a heart-pounding aura. They followed the predetermined route and headed straight for the heart of the imperial city - Qiantian Gate.

Along the way, the villagers looked at the suddenly appearing army in surprise, with some doubts in their hearts, but they soon realized that an unprecedented change was quietly taking place.

(End of this chapter)