Conquer all worlds starting from the mythical Three Kingdoms

The will of the Holy Fallen Knights to fight to the death is so bright that it makes people unable to open their eyes, just like their identity, the nobles of the Persian Empire. Every soldier has the identity of a Persian noble and is a real privileged class.

At the critical moment of the empire's life and death, everyone risked their lives and followed Ardashir, for the glory of the Persian Empire and the glory of the Holy Fallen Knights, and they never retreated even in the face of powerful opponents.

But their opponents, the Huangtian Army, have equally brilliant will.

But the bright light is not dazzling, but instead filled with soft light.

The Huangtian Legion, which rose from humble beginnings, never forgot their identity. They came from the common people, and what they protected was not only the emperor who reshaped the empire, but also the lives of tens of millions of common people, and even more so their own lives.

There is no question of the height of belief, there is only the purest collision of wills.

The soldiers of the Huangtian Legion slashed down with one sword, and the military soul protection formed by the extremely strong will of the Holy Fallen Cavalry could not stop it for a moment. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and no matter how brilliant the will was, it could not change the fate of being shattered by this sword.

Forward! Forward! The soldiers of Huang Tian will never take a step back.

The unrivaled dominance was fully displayed on the battlefield, and the previous overwhelming momentum of the Holy Fallen Knights was directly cut off by the Huangtian Legion.

"The winner has been revealed!"

Ma Er laughed loudly, took a step forward and swung his sword, the brilliance of his will distorting reality fully blooming.

Ardashir swung his sword to fight back, but Ma Er's target was not himself, but the mount under his crotch.

The boundary-breaking horse died on the spot under the unmatched blow.

"Hahaha, Ardashir, you're defeated!"

Ma Er spit out blood and laughed at Ardashir who fell off his horse. Even though his front was almost cut open, his internal organs were severely damaged and he was on the verge of death, his goal had been achieved.

Ardashir was the backbone of the Holy Fallen Knights. The moment he fell off his horse, the momentum of the Holy Fallen Knights dropped again.

"The blue sky is dead! The yellow sky shall be established! The year is Jiazi! Good luck to the world!"

Ardashir climbed up from the ground with a cold body, looking at Ma Er, who was obviously like a candle in the wind, and his heart was filled with lingering sadness.

It was obvious that he was stronger and his opponent was on the verge of death, but the situation was completely reversed.

Ardashir felt as if there were a pair of invisible hands on his neck, tightly gripping his throat. It seemed that just a little force would be enough to strangle him.

"Why!"

Ardashir didn't know what he was asking, but he asked it anyway.

"Because it is not us who are protecting the empire, but the empire that is protecting us!" Ma Er answered Ardashir calmly.

"We come from the foundation of the empire! We carry the empire, so we will never lose!"

As Seng Ran spoke, his will blossomed again and Ma Er took another step forward.

The injuries on his body disappeared in a trance. Ma Er used his will to forcibly deny the reality, negated all the injuries, and recovered to his best condition in an instant.

"Come and fight!"

Ardashir had a complicated expression and mixed feelings inside, but in the end, he suppressed all of them in his heart. He took a deep breath and also stepped forward.

"war!"

The scimitar and the broadsword collided, disrupting everything around them. The distorted realities collided with each other and then dissipated into nothingness.

There is no fixed damage, no time stop, no rebound of your rebound, and no effects that are said to be unsolvable. There is only the swing of the sword, and what is being competed is only the purest quality and will.

"The winner has been decided!" Han Xin looked at the fighting between the Holy Meteorite Cavalry and the First Yellow Sky Legion.

The fighting between the two sides was extremely fierce, but the number of soldiers killed on each side was pitifully small. At this point, it was difficult to kill them even if you wanted to.

It was not just one side that suffered losses, but both sides suffered very little, with the total number of soldiers killed less than three digits, but the outcome was still decided.

The momentum of the Holy Fallen Knights has been completely suppressed by the First Yellow Sky Legion.

The Huangtian Legion had already crossed the initial line. Even though the Holy Fallen Cavalry on the other side had not retreated a single step, they were beginning to lose strength.

Even though they are blessed with destiny and protected by the will of the empire, they are gradually sliding into the abyss.

Ardashir could not tolerate this feeling continuing to ferment.

He gritted his teeth, steeled his heart, and decided to give it a go.

"Bloom finally as a person!"

Ardashir raised his scimitar and declared loudly. The originally invisible and intangible will of the empire turned into white light and appeared above the head of the Holy Fallen Knight. The white light almost covered all the soldiers behind Ardashir.

"Complete liberation of the imperial will?"

Bai Qi and others who had been sitting there watching the show couldn't help but stand up and stare carefully at the changes in the Holy Fallen Knights. There was no doubt that Ardashir's move was to sacrifice the will of the empire in exchange for power.

Unlike the previous burning imperial will, this time no matter whether Ardashir wins or loses, the imperial will of Persia will become a thing of the past.

"We might be in a bit of trouble now!"

Han Xin stared at the white beam of light that was not bright and even a little dim, and his expression changed significantly for the first time.

That's why he hated the military situation, and always managed to achieve that illusory miracle in the slim chance.

Obviously, ninety-nine percent of the battlefield was under his complete control, but the Holy Fallen Knight in front of him still had the possibility of a comeback.

The Holy Fallen Knights, who were just being suppressed, are now suppressing the First Yellow Sky Legion. This is not a good sign.

It doesn’t mean that the First Huangtian Legion will lose, but after the cavalry suppresses the infantry, there is a high probability that the other side will directly gather a part of their people and rush towards them.

Bakza, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was ready to take action with more than a thousand cavalrymen.

Han Xin was already considering whether to make a strategic shift and escape.

If Ardashir were to rush over and threaten Mu Yi's safety, it would be a huge loss for Xinghan even if he had to use the entire Persia.

As for the battle situation, it doesn't matter.

Only an army that cannot be controlled will suffer morale collapse due to the movement of the commander's flag. Han Xin was able to command the army while running away.

Being chased would at most make him a little embarrassed. Ardashir could not change the situation of the war. The demise of Persia was already a fact and could not be changed by a miracle legion.

"or……"

Han Xin glanced at Jia Xu, and Jia Xu was also looking up at Han Xin. The two looked at each other and understood each other.

Jia Xu was about to speak, but his voice stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked up suddenly. The stars that had originally emitted soft starlight now shone brightly. Everyone couldn't help but look up at the stars in the sky.

The stars were extremely bright, and the Three Enclosures and Twenty-Eight Mansions observed by the Central Plains civilization naturally scattered their starlight and concentrated it above the heads of the Huangtian Legion.

There was no special feeling of oppression, but the battlefield gradually lost its sound. After all, the most shocking thing in the world is always the eternal stars above our heads.

"In the name of the Yellow Sky Stars, we will win!"

Mu Yi's voice echoed above the battlefield and spread in all directions. The entire Taixifeng could see the starlight column and hear Mu Yi's solemn declaration.

Silver light splashed down, shining on the entire army. The icy cold color draped over the Han army, but it revealed infinite softness, making the Holy Fallen Knights feel a little depressed.

The overall image of the First Yellow Sky Legion did not change much, but the restrained power made Ardashir change color involuntarily.

"Is everyone's internal energy leaving their bodies?"

Ardashir was a little uncertain, or rather, he didn't dare to be sure.

Before this, he had already noticed that almost all members of the First Huangtian Legion had formed internal Qi into Gang, which was terrifying enough. It could be said that if the clouds of the two armies had not been entangled with each other.

If only two legions were pulled out to confront each other, the Holy Fallen Knights would have a hard time even resisting, let alone maintaining a stalemate.

The Holy Fallen Knights are already the mainstay of Persia's national strength, but they have only just achieved the current state of condensing internal energy among all members, and some of them have formed internal energy into Gang. Naturally, they are much weaker than the First Yellow Sky Legion.

It can even be said that if it were not for the dual blessing of destiny and the will of the empire, they would not have the ability to fight against the First Yellow Sky under the clouds.

However, now, even though the imperial will had been liberated, Ardashir still felt terrified about the First Huangtian who had all crossed the barrier of internal energy forming a Gang and entered the level of internal energy leaving the body.

The Holy Fallen Riders tried their best to just barely surpass the starting point of the First Yellow Sky, and now the First Yellow Sky starts to take off on a rocket. How can the Holy Fallen Riders catch up with the First Yellow Sky?

"The Emperor has ordered us to seize victory!"

Ma Er's cold and indifferent voice spread, and then a large number of soldiers of the First Yellow Sky Legion rushed out with roars, holding broadswords as big as door panels and slashing at the Holy Meteorite Cavalry. Victory was at hand.

In an instant, sword lights were like a forest. The Holy Fallen Riders who were facing the First Yellow Sky Legion head-on were directly chopped into pieces by the sword lights. Everything lost its meaning.

With one strike of the sword, both the man and the horse were shattered, and both their body and mind died.

"Holy Fallen Knight, die here today!"

Ma Er, covered in blood, walked forward and sneered.

The blood on his body was both his own and his opponent's.

"The will of the empire above your heads is indeed so bright that it blinds people. But it is precisely because it blinds people that it deserves to be destroyed!"

Ma Er stared at the illusory imperial will above Ardashir's head and sneered. When the Holy Fallen Knights were in their heyday, he had no way of determining the location of this thing. But now that the Holy Fallen Knights were falling, the imperial will hidden among them had nowhere to hide.

"Heaven is dead!"

The broadsword in Ma Er's hand glowed with starlight and rushed directly towards the location of the Persian Empire's will.

"How can I let you pass!"

Ardashir wanted to stop Ma Er, and slashed down with a sword while roaring. The power of God to break the world burst out fully, and fell fiercely with the brilliance of his will.

Even if he liberated the imperial will with his own hands, he would never allow anyone to destroy the imperial will.

The soldiers of the Huangtian Legion who were blocking the front were immediately repelled, and the broadswords in their hands shattered. Ardashir's strength was not something that ordinary soldiers could face.

At the moment when Ardashir took a step towards Ma Er, a flash of swords appeared, sparks shot out, and Ardashir was forced to fall back to the original place.

"We can't let you stop us!" Baihe stood in front of Ardashir with a broadsword in his hand and several centurions.

Seeing Ma Er getting closer and closer to the will of the empire, Ardashir swung his sword in anger, but the sword light was blocked by several broadswords at the same time.

Ma Er rushed past Ardashir with a broadsword shining with starlight in his hand. Ardashir was furious, but was blocked by Bai He and his men and could not escape. The rest of the Holy Meteorite Riders who wanted to help were also held back by the soldiers of the Huang Tian Legion.

Compared with the Holy Fallen Cavalry, who had lost many soldiers, the Huangtian Legion had completely gained the advantage in numbers, and the casualties of the Holy Fallen Cavalry were increasing rapidly.

A one-on-one fight is already difficult, let alone a one-on-two or even one-on-many fight, which will only lead to a faster and more miserable death.

"I want to see who can stop me!"

Ma Er strode forward towards the Persian Empire's will as if he were in an empty space.

"Crush it for me!"

Ma Er leaped into the air, gathered all his strength, raised the sword in his hand and slashed towards the illusory will of the Persian Empire.

Ma Er's roar overwhelmed everyone else at this moment, and the broadsword in his hand seemed to have expanded countless times in an instant, slashing down from the sky.

At that moment, a flash of light appeared, and a dazzling glow burst out from the point where the two collided. The broadsword in Ma Er's hand seemed to have hit an invisible barrier.

"Block it for me!"

Ardashir and the soldiers of the Holy Fallen Knights all roared in anger. They all knew very well what it would mean if the will of the empire was shattered at this moment.

"Block?"

In this confrontation, Ma Er endured terrible pressure, which was the distorted pressure brought about by the will's distortion of reality.

The wounds all over his body that had no time to heal suddenly bleed, and the armor on his body that was condensed by his will and internal energy shattered into pieces, but Ma Er seemed to be unaware of it and continued to exert his strength.

The fire of revenge rose up around Ma Er at this moment, and even the starlight around him began to burn as well. Power once again emerged from Ma Er's body.

"Smash it to pieces!"

Ma Er's roar made the soldiers of the Huangtian Legion concentrate all their will on Ma Er at this moment, and they mobilized all their strength to launch a burning attack towards the will of the Persian Empire.

There was no retreat and no giving up. Even though they felt the suppression that was almost like the power of heaven, the First Huangtian Legion did not hesitate to burst out all its strength.

Along with this roar, a crisp sound appeared in the sky, and all the Persian soldiers naturally felt a sense of sadness, an indescribable sadness.

At this moment, the brilliant light exploded like a meteor, and the will of the Persian Empire was shattered by the power of the First Yellow Sky Legion condensed by Ma Er.

As a trace of sadness rose in Ardashir's heart, the power of the Holy Fallen Knights began to decline. Although they were still a miracle legion, the gap between them and the First Yellow Sky Legion widened to an immeasurable level.

The impact on the battlefield was unparalleled. The Persian army almost completely lost its will to fight, and even top officers like Babak began to waver.

The Persian army, which had already been frightened by the white horses at the north gate, chose to discard their weapons and give up resistance at this moment. It was not because they were weak, but because Xinghan was too powerful.

"Surrender!"

Even though he knew it was meaningless, Bai He still spoke.

"I am the crown prince of the Persian Empire. There is no way I will surrender!"

Ardashir's eyes turned red and he launched an attack with a roar, leading the Holy Fallen Knights to attack the Huangtian Legion with all their might, but the gap between the two sides was already too big.

Sword lights crisscrossed, the knights of the Holy Fallen Knights kept falling, the encirclement was shrinking, and the number of soldiers fighting to the death was also decreasing. In the end, only Ardashir was left in the huge encirclement.

Ardashir was wounded several times. If it were not for his strong mind supporting his immortality, he would have died by now.

Looking sadly at the First Yellow Sky Legion surrounding him, Ardashir realized that there was no one behind him. The scimitar in his hand fell to the ground, and he slowly fell down without any reaction.

Persia completely lost the dawn of hope, and what greeted them was the shining of stars.