At this moment, Ye Jingyu, who charged fastest, was already clashing with the cavalry of the Silver Armor Legion. A pitch-black battle saber materialized in his hand. The innate Zhenqi within his body erupted wildly, and with a mere flick, a massive saber light flashed forth, slashing down violently toward the dozens of cavalrymen struggling to hold their mounts steady ahead...

And the little colt beneath him stomped its front hoof, causing a faint golden ripple to burst forth, aggressively impacting the warhorses beneath his opponents...

These cavalrymen had finally managed to draw their lances, preparing to deliver what might be the final thrust of their lives, when the steed beneath them let out a shrill cry and collapsed entirely. Black blood streamed from all seven orifices, clearly wounded by that golden ripple...

Before these riders could even process why a mere colt could unleash such terrifying an attack, their heads were taken by the swiftly passing saber light...

Following this, the black Qilin Jiao Xi thundered forward. Upon their backs sat giants, each over two meters tall, wielding lances exceeding four meters in length. Such heavy lances, weighing hundreds of pounds, could only be wielded by these warriors of the Chi Yi tribe, yet at this moment, these warriors needed to do nothing at all...

The massive bodies of the Qilin Jiao Xi plunged into the cavalry ranks like mobile war machines. These were the most elite cavalrymen of the Tian Yuan Empire, but facing such terrifying behemoths, they lacked even the strength to resist...

Not only were their warhorses paralyzed with fear before the Qilin Jiao Xi, but even the occasional horse brought under control by its rider was sent flying backward by the beast's colossal impact. What followed was the terrifying assault of the Qilin Jiao Xi's four hooves...

Once those massive hooves stomped down, whether on horse or rider, both were crushed into bloody pulp—absolutely none survived. Occasionally, a cavalryman managed to deliver the most brilliant spear thrust of his life before death, but ordinary lances inflicted no damage whatsoever on the Qilin Jiao Xi?

Instead, they only managed to spark flashes and emit grating, crunching sounds...

Even the junior officers who had reached the Martial Master realm found it impossible to inflict any meaningful harm on the Qilin Jiao Xi. As for the riders on their backs, apologies—their lances were nowhere near long enough...

Conversely, countless soldiers of the Silver Armor Legion were skewered and tossed high into the main army by the four-meter-long lances of the Chi Yi warriors, only to be trampled into meat paste below...

The four hundred Qilin Jiao Xi pierced the ranks of the Silver Armor Legion like a sharp blade. Of course, if the main commander of the Silver Armor Legion had not died, and if their formation had not dissolved into chaos, even if resisting the fierce thrusts of the Qilin Jiao Xi was difficult, they could have used their exquisite horsemanship to flank and slaughter the eight thousand cavalrymen. But they had lost their commander; no orders were relayed, and the formation descended into utter confusion. Especially as many horses panicked facing the sheer aura of the Qilin Jiao Xi, causing massive disorder on the flanks. The riders were too busy controlling their terrified mounts to mount any real defense against the iron wave...

A slaughter, a one-sided massacre. The mighty Silver Armor Legion, before the Iron Army, looked like mere children awaiting their doom...

The cavalry following behind the Qilin Jiao Xi acted as reapers of death, wielding their sharp sabers and cutting down the soldiers who had narrowly escaped the beasts' hooves...

Although the Silver Armor Cavalry was one of the most elite corps in the Tian Yuan Empire—their soldiers' quality certainly no less than the four strongest legions of the Shu Yun Kingdom—they were utterly incapable of withstanding the piercing charge of the Iron Army at this moment...

Most of their energy was spent trying to control their mounts, yet facing the furious, charging Qilin Jiao Xi, they could not muster any force to resist...

Many were even knocked off by their comrades' horses, then crushed under hooves, then pulverized. Some who managed to escape the chaos were immediately cut down by Iron Army soldiers arriving right behind them. Others, slightly stronger, attempted to counterattack the Iron Army, only to be thrown into disarray by their own allies. The scene was absolute pandemonium...

The shouts of battle, the neighing of horses, the pounding of hooves, the clash of steel, and the earth-shaking roar of the Qilin Jiao Xi merged, intensifying the already chaotic scene...

Blood and shredded flesh flew everywhere, mixed with the paste churned up by hooves and the Qilin Jiao Xi. The air was thick with the pungent smell of gore; the entire site resembled a living hell...

Interspersed were cries of despair, whoops of brutal exhilaration, moans of agonizing grief, and roars of savage excitement...

Many Silver Armor cavalrymen were slain by the Iron Army before they could even deliver a single spear thrust or swing a saber; or they were knocked down by their own mounts before striking, only to inadvertently impale themselves on a comrade's upward-thrusting spear; or they were unseated by their mounts and instantly ground to dust...

Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos...

In such a disordered scene, the leaderless Silver Armor Legion had no one capable of rallying them. They met virtually no effective resistance. The army of forty thousand was utterly defeated, or rather, routed...

Faced with such terrifying beasts, the soldiers lost all will to fight. Many turned their horses and fled in all directions, while others threw down their weapons and surrendered...

Of the forty thousand strong army, nearly twenty thousand perished, over ten thousand surrendered, and fewer than five thousand escaped. The Iron Army suffered casualties of less than a thousand, and the Qilin Jiao Xi contingent remained miraculously unharmed...

The victory arrived so swiftly, so easily. All the Iron Army warriors erupted in cheers. Ye Jingyu instantly became a god-like figure in their eyes; they truly believed that as long as Ye Jingyu was present, they would achieve eternal victory...

It was the same when they faced the Ao Shi Battle Group, the same now against the Silver Armor Legion, and it would remain the same against any formidable army in the future...

It wasn't just the common soldiers who were ecstatic; the junior and senior officers shared the fervor. Shadow Xiaoxiao, especially, was jumping for joy, even shouting loudly from atop the head of a Qilin Jiao Xi...

Even Chen Qi's face was flushed with excitement...

Eight thousand cavalrymen, effectively shattering forty thousand enemy cavalry—this was a miracle. Yes, it could only be described as a miracle...

He had studied tens of thousands of military texts over his years in service, knowing every type of engagement imaginable. Battles where the few defeated the many were not unheard of, but a battle like this—one won not through brilliant strategy or trickery, but through sheer head-on collision, where eight thousand-plus cavalry utterly pulverized the forty thousand-strong Silver Armor Legion—was unprecedented...

If this wasn't a miracle, then what was it?