445 Fu Baoguo’s Woes (2/2)

Twenty thousand cavalrymen, Shadow Cavalry and Steel Cavalry, the top cavalries in Tianxuan Continent and the only two elite cavalries that could stand against each other in this world – wore the same black helmets and black armor. The battle was fierce, earth-shattering in it's ferocity.

Fu Baoguo stood atop the city wall, looking worried.

In all honesty, Fu Baoguo did not want to fight this battle. Yutang's Steel Cavalry was not his trump card but it was one of his aces. It had been to boost morale and with multiple setups only then did he use his ace card and the result was as predicted, a decisive victory.

Not only was the enemy's spirit drained, their morale was escalated to the peak. It was advantageous that their fighting spirit was spurred but there was nothing without a con in this world; boosted morale was similarly accompanied by its con.

The con was that these mighty fighters were never the easiest of people to manage. Now that they were flooded with the glory of victory, they felt invincible. The enemy's provocation, the loser's goading, was like a spark thrown into kerosene – unstoppable once lit.

If he repressed them by force, it would only hinder the motivation his soldiers had and were all the more inappropriate. That was why Fu Baoguo had lifted the ban despite knowing that this fight was not at all beneficial to the overall situation, allowing Steel Cavalry to go against Shadow Cavalry in hopes that they would not lose out too much based on the boosted morale they had.

Seeing that both sides were deploying troops to start the war, Fu Baoguo was still recalling the favorite lines of every veteran and fresh blood at the Fortress of Resilience.

”Thirty thousand men can already wipe out the temper of three hundred thousand men, what can be made out of them?”

”What the f*ck is the hoo-ha about? They really think we're scared of them?”

Yutang's army's confidence was over the moon, not at all understanding the woes and calculations of their marshal.

If it had been the past, Fu Baoguo had no end of tactics to quell such emotions. Now though, the war tied to the national fate of Yutang was impending; Fu Baoguo could only temporarily repress such confidence for victory, he could never forcefully nip it in the bud.

Such a situation led only to one thing – he had to send them to fight when the enemy came poking around this time or else the rocketing morale could hardly be maintained or vented out.

To exhaust their brimming morale with war and to spur their sense of vengeance using their comrades' sacrifice, such a form of battle was destined to be imminent. To want to revert to the constant defense was already impossible as much as it was also unfavorable.

Fu Baoguo looked confident all along as he watched the twenty thousand cavalrymen fight with devotion under the fortress, but inwardly, he was filled with helplessness and bitterness!

The battle of twenty thousand cavalrymen, each from Yutang's Steel Cavalry and Dongxuan's Shadow Cavalry, involved the elites of the elites, the knights putting their lives at stake to fight for the title of the top cavalry in the world.

What could be seen was that the battle took up the perimeter of five hundred miles where horses galloped and blades flashed.

It was obvious that the Steel Cavalry was more motivated, but the Shadow Cavalry was also using an attempted tactic; a life for a life.

The collision of both sides on the battleground showed no signs of weakening. It was like thunder from the heavens had sparked the fire on the earth; they pushed forward, not taking a single step back nor retreating, letting the blood and flesh stack up on the ground. There was only the other party in their eyes; as they charged through each other's troop, they reined their horses back to battle it out again.

Such a battle was the silliest method one could think of but also the most gratifying! It was how a man should fight.

Both sides were giving their all. There were cheering above Yutang's Fortress of Resilience, so were their cheers coming from Dongxuan's troop across the field. The clamor and spurring that came from more than a few million people pushed the battlefield to a vehement mayhem.

Everyone could no longer hear what the person next to them was shouting; they could only shriek loudly with all their might.

”After this battle today, Yutang can still be at an advantageous side without losing morale… but such a drain on their hopeis too cruel.”

Fu Baoguo contemplated, ”Dongxuan's military strength is abundant, so they can naturally keep on turning themselves back. On the other hand, we can't afford it even if we're having the edge now!”

”I must think of other ways to reduce our exhaustion so as to wound the enemy but not us… but how can this be so simple?”

”What warfare tactic should I use? To be able to utilize my current limited manpower in its biggest potential to drag Han Sanhe's army of two million men on?”

Fu Baoguo was still pondering but his gaze froze suddenly, looking into the faraway forest in disbelief. His jaw almost went slack. ”What – what is that?!”

From the dense forest, a cavalry squad of over a thousand men, people, shot out like an arrow out of the blue, going straight for the battlefield where the two troops were still fighting.

There was no movement coming from Dongxuan nor was there any action taken by Yutang.

Where did this cavalry come from? What was its intention?

Were they friend or foe?