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Boom! Boom! Boom!
The roar of the Oil Saw echoed through the battlefield. When the Oil Saw struck the Heavy Armor, its powerful chain sliced through the armor effortlessly, then pierced into flesh. The chain of the Oil Saw quickly cut through a Heavy Cavalry soldier, severing him in half on the spot.
Not only were the cavalrymen affected; many Imperial Guards wielding Oil Saws began attacking the warhorses as well. The armor on the horses weighed only eighty pounds, and due to its large surface area, it was essentially just a single layer, making it easy to breach. Once the Oil Saw sliced through the armor, it plunged deep into the horse's flesh, killing it instantly.
As the Heavy Cavalry fell from their mounts, they were immediately targeted by other Oil Saws. Often, a single Heavy Armored Soldier found himself fending off two Oil Saws at once. The long spear in their hands would be severed by the Oil Saw, forcing them to draw their Pei Jian. However, when the Pei Jian met the Oil Saw, it was shattered and sent flying.
Metal shards flew everywhere, turning the battlefield into a scene of carnage as Heavy Cavalry clad in four layers of Heavy Armor were left bloodied and battered. Their four layers of armor could not withstand the high-velocity projectiles of metal shards. In contrast, the Imperial Guards, wearing only a single layer of Hei Jia, showed no fear of the flying debris.
No! This shouldn't be happening! It can't be!
The Cavalry Captain watched in horror as his comrades—those who had fought alongside him through countless battles—were reduced to mere pieces by the Oil Saw. Over three hundred Heavy Cavalry had charged in, but in an instant, only half remained; those who survived were hastily retreating. Their weapons could not block the Oil Saw! Their armor was useless against it. All they could do was fall back with no other options.
On another peak, Jiang Han observed this scene with a satisfied smile curling at his lips. The steel of this ancient dynasty had a tensile strength of only a few dozen pascals at best, while his ordered modifications to create the Oil Saw utilized steel that easily reached a hundred pascals in tensile strength and boasted superior hardness.
The original design of the Oil Saw relied on high-speed rotation of its chain for cutting. However, Jiang Han had replaced it with a more lethal variant. The original feature that caused the Oil Saw to automatically stop upon hitting flesh had been removed at Jiang Han's command.
An Oil Saw could cut through all weapons here. The specially crafted steel chain could easily sever arms and effortlessly break through armor filled with impurities. In contrast, the armor worn by the Imperial Guards was made of High Carbon Steel, nearly ten times harder than that of the Maple Forest Iron Cavalry.
Advanced weaponry! Powerful steel! If this could be defeated, it would be a miracle. Not to mention this Oil Saw; even a steel rebar from a modern construction site would be a divine weapon in this context.
Ling Xue and Piao Xue, who followed Jiang Han closely, wore expressions of utter astonishment. They had never imagined that the weapons brought back by Shopkeeper Jiang would be so formidable. Cen Ya gasped, her mouth slightly agape, murmuring, "Such powerful weapons can truly slice through iron like mud."
Jiang Han chuckled lightly and said, "I have plenty of such weapons, so from the very beginning of this wager, I was destined to win."
Down the mountain, Mu Jinkun, commanding the cavalry, saw that only thirty or so Heavy Cavalry remained, along with their Cavalry Captains—all had perished. He knelt on the ground in despair, shouting to the heavens, "Why do you treat me so unfairly? You are unjust! I have never won a single wager; why is that?"
The Civil and Military Officials on the peak witnessed over three hundred Maple Forest Iron Cavalry being cut down by the Imperial Guards as if they were chopping vegetables. Instantly, everyone was shocked, and their gazes toward Su Qianxue were filled with respect. This monarch was no ordinary ruler; if thirty thousand Imperial Guards wielded such weapons, they could rival two hundred thousand troops.
The officials sent by Langya Prince exchanged glances, already contemplating switching allegiances. Langya Prince commanded two hundred thousand troops. But now, could those forces truly defeat thirty thousand Imperial Guards? How could this be possible? One thousand Maple Forest Iron Cavalry had been completely annihilated?
Langya Prince voiced his disbelief. In his view, perhaps three hundred Maple Forest Iron Cavalry could charge in and kill a few hundred Imperial Guards before being shot down by another thousand. But reality was different; that roaring weapon—like something from the heavens—easily harvested the Maple Forest Iron Cavalry.
Che Cheng, standing beside Langya Prince, trembled in shock. A vivid scene began to unfold in his mind.
The scene unfolded with the protagonist facing off against his father, who was engaged in battle with Su Qianxue's formidable army. On their side stood Two Hundred Thousand Troops, fully assembled and ready for combat. Su Qianxue commanded Thirty Thousand Royal Guards, each Imperial Guard clad in black armor, armed with crossbows and thunderous weaponry.
As the two armies clashed, the Thirty Thousand Royal Guards advanced like a mountain crashing down, annihilating the Eighty Thousand Elite Cavalry under the protagonist's father. The remaining Eighteen Hundred Thousand Troops scattered like frightened birds, only to be relentlessly pursued by the Imperial Guards, who hunted them down through mountains and seas until none remained.
Che Chengmin, lost in these vivid scenes, suddenly jolted awake to find his clothes soaked with sweat. In that moment of looking at Su Qianxue, he no longer perceived her as just a young girl. She was a queen of an era, commanding an army of thirty thousand demonic soldiers!
Langya Prince remained silent, while Che Cheng felt a chill of fear. The Great Zhou Civil and Military Officials had already begun to contemplate a complete allegiance to Su Qianxue, plotting to betray Langya Prince as a show of loyalty.
Although Langya Prince held sway over half of the Civil Officials and Military Officers, their loyalty was driven by self-interest and power dynamics. Few were truly from the Langya Wangfu lineage. Most officials could easily shift their allegiance to Su Qianxue under her overwhelming military might.
"All Civil and Military Officials! Do you still believe I am a foolish ruler leading this nation astray?" Su Qianxue declared with an air of undeniable authority that resonated in her voice.
The officials snapped back to reality, bowing before Su Qianxue like ripe wheat bending in the wind. "Long live our Empress! We are willing to serve you with our lives!"
Seeing this, Langya Prince's face twitched in frustration but he felt powerless to change the tide. Lingnan Prince sighed inwardly before also cupping his fists towards Su Qianxue as a gesture of loyalty.
Noticing that all the Civil and Military Officials had submitted to her will, Su Qianxue turned to Jiu Gong, who was engulfed in despair. "Jiu Gong, what is your opinion?"
Jiu Gong took deep breaths as if she had just endured the most terrifying ordeal imaginable. Once she gathered her thoughts and surveyed the battlefield's grim state, she let out a cold laugh filled with bitterness.
Looking back at Su Qianxue, she despondently said, "Do as you wish; there are no more strategies left for the palace!"
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