Chapter 148: Yulin Military Power
At this moment, the soldiers led by Guo Hao merged into one, and their violent momentum pressed down on the Northern Huns' guards like an overwhelming tidal wave.
The pillar of light reaching the sky and the overwhelming momentum all demonstrated the strength of the Yulin Army at the moment.
The Northern Hun Guards all looked pale at this moment, as they thought of the nightmare they had experienced in the past.
The nightmare of the man who single-handedly pushed the Hun Empire from the throne of the world's number one into the abyss.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Hu Yanxing knew that everything was over.
The strength of the Northern Xiongnu Royal Guards was not as good as the former Zhelan Cavalry. Facing the Yulin Guards, whose strength seemed to be even stronger than the Hussars, they had no chance of winning at all.
No Northern Hun would forget why there was a word "Bei" before the word "Xiongnu".
It's all because of that damned General Hussar and that damned Hussar Guard.
My hero is his enemy.
The higher the honor Huo Qubing enjoyed in the Han Dynasty, the greater the hatred he incurred in the Xiongnu Empire.
The pillar of light from the Yulin Army that penetrated the sky and the earth attracted the attention of all the legions whose strength surpassed that of the Imperial Guards and reached another level.
Just like how Lu Bu attracted global attention in the past, the Yulin Army made all the legions look solemn.
Feixiong, Xianzhen and Xiandeng, the three legions at Hulao Pass felt it the most. They determined in an instant that the light column was the Yulin Guard.
"Is the gap so big?" Qu Yi had a strange look on his face. Although he felt that there was a gap between the two sides, he did not expect the gap to be so big.
He even felt that the Yulin Guards could kill all the vanguards without getting hurt. This bloody gap left him speechless.
The same was true for Gao Shun and Hua Xiong on the other side, who clearly felt an indescribable sense of loss.
They had been killing people on the border for several years, but in the end they could never catch up with the Yulin Guards in the center of Luoyang?
Isn’t this a side profile of the poor and the wealthy?
The Tenth Legion far away in Rome suddenly changed their expressions. They looked in the direction of the Yulin Army with extremely solemn expressions. They understood what it was.
"Commander, that is..." The centurion of the Tenth Legion was a little solemn. They couldn't get into .
"That should be it. Now there is no one in Roma who can beat us in a one-on-one situation. I remember our ancestors said that this state is called miracle, right?" Virgilio was helpless.
"Keep patrolling. They are not the barbarians from Great Britain. It won't have any impact." Another camp leader, Vincenzo, said indifferently.
Rome and Britannia have been fighting for more than a year, and they haven't even finished their first epic event. The Yulin Army, which is thousands of miles away, means nothing to them.
The faces of the Knights of the Round Table of Great Britain on the other side also changed drastically. Although they didn't know what that thing was, their strong intuition made them understand how powerful the other party was.
"Go check Rome's movements!" Gawain of the Knights of the Round Table reacted violently. He felt the breath of the sun from the beam of light.
The British instinctively attributed the pillar of light to the Roman Empire. In their minds, only Rome and they were worthy of such power.
As for the North American direction, the mounts of the Earth Dragon Knights were all restless. As animals, their spiritual perception was more acute, and they could clearly feel the terror coming from the pillar of light.
However, the other side of the ocean was too far away for them. Like Rome and Great Britain, they were stuck in the quagmire of war and could not extricate themselves.
The Huns' Army Soul Corps deep in the northern grasslands suddenly stood up. They hated that the Han Dynasty once again possessed such a terrifying army.
"God of Kunlun, is it true that we can never return to that grassland again?"
The Xiongnu leader Alati was somewhat depressed. He had not expected that such a terrifying army would emerge from the Han Dynasty, which was in civil strife.
Even if all the Huns' legions were deployed, it would be a big question whether they could wipe out the Miracle Legion. What's more, it is impossible for them to encircle and suppress them.
The Han army will only be more than theirs, not less.
Having lost the grasslands on which they depended for survival, the Northern Huns were really on the decline.
Even he could only look at maintaining the status quo. If they wanted to return to the top, they must have a large enough land.
But in the West there are Rome, Great Britain, Kushan, and Parthia. Even the weakest Parthia is not something they can swallow now.
After the brief fear of the Northern Hun guards, they were filled with fanatical hatred. The nightmare became reality, and they had to wash away this shame .
But when the two sides came into close combat again, Huyan Xing felt oppressed by the cold eyes of the Yulin Army soldiers.
It is a natural pressure, just like a mouse encountering a cat, it is inherently suppressed.
The inexplicable oppression made the Northern Huns' Royal Guards almost crazy. They would never allow the Yulin Army to look at him with such eyes. They were the Northern Huns' Royal Guards, one of the former honors of the Huns!
"Die!" Guo Hao roared and stabbed Hu Yanxing with his halberd, but Hu Yanxing did not receive any harm under the protection of his personal guards.
The two sides passed each other and Huyan Xing did not say a word. He was still immersed in the gazes of the Yulin Army soldiers.
In just a few breaths, the two cavalry corps had crossed each other.
Guo Hao, who was riding on Tuanzi, slowly turned around, keeping a cold expression on his face.
"Next time, I will kill you!" Guo Hao said, pointing at Hu Yanxing with the Tianlong Breaking City Halberd.
Huyan Xing was furious and was about to retaliate, but the moment he turned his horse around, he was chilled to the bone by the densely packed corpses lying on the ground.
Because compared with previous confrontations, the casualties between the two sides this time have shown a despairing gap.
At this moment Hu Yan's actions wavered. He no longer had the confidence to face the Yulin Army. He clearly saw the gap between the two sides.
In just one wave of charges, the Northern Xiongnu guards lost nearly a thousand men, while the opposing Yulin Army left less than forty corpses.
The casualties on both sides have reached a ratio of one to twenty-five, which means that the gap between the two sides has reached two levels.
You know, generally speaking, for the same level of elite Guards, the direct combat casualty ratio between the two sides is about one to five.
One to twenty-five proves that the gap between the two sides is immeasurable.
This extremely real gap made Huyan Xing feel chilled. Whether he was willing to admit it or not, the gap between them and the Yulin Army was already immeasurable.
"Everyone follow me!" Hu Yanxing put aside his so-called dignity and took the initiative to mobilize the surrounding Hu people to join them in launching an attack.
However, he saw that only a few Hu people were willing to fight with the army, and the others were afraid to move forward. No matter how much he threatened them, it was of no avail.
The Hu people are Hu people after all. The biggest difference between them and the two sides is their spirit. If not, millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of Hu people might be able to establish a new empire.
