Chapter 927: The Military Method of the Mysterious Dark Cold Dragon!

Chapter 927 Military Strategy——Xuanming Cold Dragon!
The "Xuanming Cold Dragon" has a head like a dragon, eyes like torches, burning with emerald flames, and exudes a domineering aura that looks down on the world. The dragon's body is winding, four claws are in the air, and its tail is like a steel whip. With a casual wave, it can stir up strong winds and huge waves.

What is even more shocking is that from the mouth of this "Xuanming Cold Dragon" statue, a special kind of energy is constantly gushing out - "Netherworld Frost Air"!
Once this energy touches something, even steel will freeze instantly, and living beings will be corroded by the cold, their blood will stagnate, and their vitality will gradually be lost.

This strong energy changed into icy frost blades along with the breath of the Cold Dragon Dharma Image and spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, the soldiers of the Feiyun Cavalry Battalion fell down one after another. Even the war horses were no exception. They were frozen stiff, with fear and despair in their eyes.

The commander of the Feiyun Cavalry Battalion, the general named Huo Tiexin, was riding on his beloved horse "Chixuezhu" at this moment. Witnessing all this, he felt an unprecedented chill in his heart.

Huo Tiexin, as his name suggests, has a heart as hard as iron. He holds a spear forged from fine iron called the "Blood Shadow Spear". The tip of the spear is extremely sharp and has shed countless blood in countless battles.

However, facing the sudden "Netherworld Black Dragon Formation" and the terrifying "Mysterious Netherworld Cold Dragon" form, he felt the threat of death for the first time.

All around, the soldiers of the Feiyun Cavalry Battalion were in chaos. Their originally neat formation was completely disrupted. Wailing and crying intertwined together, forming a doomsday-like scene.

"Brothers, today it's either you or me. Follow me and charge forward. Maybe there's still a chance of survival!"

Huo Tiexin's eyes were about to burst with anger. He clenched his teeth fiercely, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he roared.

After saying that, Huo Tiexin shook the reins, and Chiyanzhui seemed to sense his master's determination. It neighed long, and its four hooves started to catch fire. Like a ball of burning flame, it rushed straight to the center of the formation where Yu Jing was.

Huo Tiexin, who was leading the way, held the Blood Shadow Spear in his hand, with the tip of the spear pointing directly at the "Xuanming Cold Dragon" Dharma image, intending to break this desperate dilemma with his own strength.

However, how could Yu Jing just sit there and wait for death? He stood at the center of the formation, holding a Xuanming halberd in his hand, controlling the "Xuanming Cold Dragon" method to meet Huo Tiexin's desperate charge.

The cold dragon opened its huge mouth, and an unprecedented "Netherworld Frost Air" condensed into a huge aura, carrying the power to destroy the world, and crashed head-on into Huo Tiexin.

Seeing this, Huo Tiexin did not retreat. He swung the Blood Shadow Spear with all his strength. The tip of the spear collided with the "Netherworld Frost Air", causing a deafening roar.

However, the strength of this "Netherworld Frost Energy" formed by a mixture of various evil spirits and blood energy was far beyond his imagination. Although the Blood Shadow Spear was sharp, it could only leave a shallow mark on this energy. It was then rebounded by the huge force. Huo Tiexin and the Red Flame Zhui were blown away together, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in the air.

Before Huo Tiexin landed on the ground, the "Xuanming Cold Dragon" had already soared into the air, and its huge body pressed down like a mountain, with endless indifference and destruction revealed in its emerald green eyes.

Huo Tiexin struggled helplessly in the air, feeling an unprecedented sense of powerlessness in his heart. He finally realized that he could not escape the fateful end after all.

At this critical moment, the giant claws of the "Xuanming Cold Dragon" swung down suddenly, with the power to tear through space, and went straight to Huo Tiexin. Huo Tiexin closed his eyes and waited for death, but heard a loud noise, and the expected pain did not come. He opened his eyes and saw a line of defense composed of Feiyun Cavalry who used their lives as bait to block the fatal blow, winning the last ray of life for Huo Tiexin.

But all this is just a drop in the bucket for the overall situation.

Huo Tiexin looked at his comrades who sacrificed their lives for him, feeling grief-stricken. At this moment, the huge mouth of the "Xuanming Cold Dragon" opened again, and an even more turbulent "Netherworld Frost Air" gushed out, completely swallowing Huo Tiexin and the Red Flame Horse, leaving only a cold white frost and the wailing echoing on the battlefield.

With the death of Huo Tiexin, the resistance will of the Feiyun Cavalry Battalion completely collapsed. The soldiers threw down their weapons and surrendered one after another. There was a dead silence on the battlefield, and only the majestic body of the "Xuanming Cold Dragon" slowly dissipated in the sunset.

Yu Jing stood in the center of the battlefield, looking at the corpses and blood all over the ground, without any joy in his heart. This was just a small beginning on the road to revenge for the Xuanming Iron Guards.

"Clean up the battlefield quickly, we don't have much time."

He waved his hand gently, ordering his Xuanming Iron Guards to speed up the cleaning of the battlefield. Although they might be tired and sad in their hearts, the Xuanming Iron Guards around him still moved quickly, properly placing the bodies of their comrades and cleaning up the corpses of the war horses one by one. Every inch of land on the battlefield was returning to its former tranquility thanks to their efforts.

"Although we won this battle, we also suffered heavy losses. Besides, the real tough battle is still to come."

Yu Jing's gaze passed through the battlefield and looked into the distance, with a barely perceptible solemnity in his expression. He whispered to himself, but it seemed as if he was speaking to the general beside him.

At the same time, not far outside Qiandu City, a well-organized army was rapidly approaching Qiandu. They were the Taoist soldiers of the royal family of the Daqian Dynasty - the Qiankun Guards!
The Qiankun Guards, an elite division that bears the name of Heaven and Earth, have been the most solid backing of the royal family since ancient times. They wear special battle armor engraved with the Qiankun Bagua diagram, flashing a faint mysterious light. Their formation is neat, like a chessboard between heaven and earth. Every step they take carries a special rhythm, and they have a basis for advance and retreat, and are capable of both offense and defense.

Their standard weapon is a pair of Qiankun swords. One sword is long and the other is short. The long sword is like a dragon and the short sword is like a phoenix. When they are combined, heaven and earth are in harmony; when they are separated, heaven and earth are turned upside down.

The long sword is extremely sharp and can penetrate armor and gold; the short sword is flexible and versatile and is good at close combat.

A pair of Qiankun swords seemed to have life in the hands of the Qiankun Guards. As they danced, the swords glowed like auspicious dragons and phoenixes, majestic and powerful.

The armor is called "Qiankun Xuanjia" and is made of the toughest material in the entire Daqian Dynasty. It is light as a feather, yet indestructible. There is a Bagua formation diagram engraved on the armor. Whenever the Qiankun Guards march forward in formation, the Bagua formation diagram on the armor will glow faintly and echo each other, forming an indestructible aura shield that will firmly protect the entire army.

However, just when the Qiankun Guards were about to see the Qiandu city gate, a towering steel wall appeared on a plain in front of them. Inside the wall, many Xuanming Iron Guards wearing black armor had already lined up, holding long spears and short blades, standing still like steel statues.

The moment it saw the Qiankun Guards, this steel wall was like a giant steel dragon awakening. Accompanied by bursts of huge roars, the huge steel wall slowly started to move and began to advance in the direction of the Qiankun Guards!
(End of this chapter)