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Charge! My spear is the target of your attack!
John's eyes widened in fury as he roared at the top of his lungs. At some point, the Wu Lan in his hand had transformed into a long iron spear, glinting coldly in the sunlight.
At this moment, John's blood surged like boiling water, and a strong killing intent continuously surged forth. The Universal Qi Training Method, which had been somewhat depleted from continuous battles, began to circulate rapidly under the influence of this killing intent.
Suddenly, a dazzling Holy Light Power erupted from the tip of his spear, resembling a brilliant sun. Behind him, the entire squad closely followed his lead, like arrows released from a bow, launching fierce assaults on the enemy's flanks. Each charge struck with the force of thunder, ruthlessly piercing through the opposing defenses.
Simultaneously, John's mind was filled with the system's notification sounds, informing him that with each successful command of the charge, the experience points for the Commander Template were skyrocketing. The satisfaction and sense of achievement from this growth further ignited his fighting spirit.
The invasion was like fire!
Even though this skill had been used before, when John shouted it again, its effect was still astonishing. In an instant, the morale of the soldiers behind him seemed to ignite like a raging flame.
No matter which legion they belonged to, at this moment, all soldiers closely followed John. Their steps were firm and powerful, their eyes revealing fearless courage.
Over ten thousand soldiers had originally been scattered across the battlefield, fighting individually. However, under John's brilliant leadership, they felt as if they were connected by an invisible rope, forming an incredibly powerful force.
This army operated like a finely-tuned meat grinder, mercilessly drawing in all Levin County soldiers on the flanks and gradually slaughtering them to death.
Due to the collapse of the flank battlefield, Levin County soldiers gradually lost their previous advantage. Their morale began to plummet sharply as panic and despair spread through their ranks.
Faced with John’s ferocious enemy forces, Levin County soldiers chose to retreat one after another in an attempt to escape this horrific slaughter.
When the first soldier fled from the battlefield like a startled bird, everyone stared in shock with wide eyes. Soon after, more and more soldiers began to follow suit—first one, then two—like a tide retreating.
This sudden rout left Marquis Dabu of Levin County, positioned at the rear of the battlefield, completely bewildered. He could not comprehend why this battle had turned so rapidly into defeat.
Despite the disciplinary team frantically waving their weapons and ruthlessly cutting down those attempting to flee—Serfs among them—nothing could be salvaged. The efforts of the disciplinary team seemed insignificant against the overwhelming tide of fleeing soldiers; they could not stop the worsening situation.
In desperation, Marquis Dabu found himself swept along with the chaos as he retreated deeper into Levin County. As he fled, he glanced back at his flag that symbolized his authority and glory receding into the distance, filled with unwillingness and rage.
On the other side of the battlefield, John finally halted his advance. Standing atop a rise, he surveyed the chaotic scene before him with a slight smile of triumph curling at his lips. He then raised his sword and commanded his soldiers to shout: Lay down your Wu Lan, kneel and do not kill!
His voice rang out like a great bell across the battlefield. The soldiers around him echoed in unison: Lay down your Wu Lan, kneel and do not kill! In an instant, this chant reverberated through the skies as if it were the only sound in existence.
Those Otherworldly Soldiers who had still harbored hopes of resistance felt their fighting spirit wane upon hearing this deafening shout. They knew that with their Lord having fled, continuing to resist would only lead to needless death. Although these soldiers did not fear death, they understood that sacrificing themselves in such a hopeless situation was foolish.
Thus, one by one, they silently dropped their Wu Lan, knelt down on both knees to show their willingness to surrender. John nodded in satisfaction and directed his soldiers to collect the enemy's weapons while taking care of those who surrendered. Soon enough, silence fell over the battlefield once more, leaving only victorious cheers echoing through the air.
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