Chapter 275: Silver Feather's Sorrow
At this moment, the Baima Yicong had already entered into full combat status.

There was a cold light flashing in their eyes, as if they wanted to devour all enemies.

The white dragon image behind him became more and more solid, and the dragon scales flashed with a mysterious light, as if it could penetrate all darkness and illusions.

Under the leadership of Zhao Yun, the White Horse Volunteers were like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the heart of the Silver Feathered Cavalry.

The Silver Feathered Cavalry is also an elite force.

But at this moment, in front of the Baima Yicong, they seemed so vulnerable.

As soon as the two armies came into contact, there was a fierce battle and countless Silver Feathered Cavalrymen fell off their horses.

The White Horse Volunteers defeated them one by one like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

The entire battlefield was filled with the shouts of the White Horse Volunteers and the neighing of war horses.

These voices intertwined to form a magnificent war song that echoed over the battlefield.

And the white dragon image seemed to have become the conductor of this war song.

Leading the White Horse Volunteers to charge forward courageously.

"change!"

Seeing that they were unable to withstand the fierce attack of the White Horse Volunteers head-on, the Silver Feathered Cavalry quickly made tactical adjustments.

Relying on the Qizhou Army's legion formation - the "Dragon Snake Heavenly Power Formation", they began to move flexibly on the battlefield.

As the treasure of the Qizhou Army today, the "Dragon Snake Heavenly Power Formation" has many changes, winding like a dragon and snake, and can both attack and defend.

As the elite in the formation, the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry naturally understands the essence of this formation.

Under the cover of the formation, they sometimes moved as swiftly as snakes, and sometimes attacked suddenly like dragons.

Whenever the White Horse Volunteers launched a charge, the Silver Feathered Cavalry would cleverly avoid the attack with the help of changes in the formation, while launching counterattacks from the flank or rear.

However, as Taoist soldiers now, with the White Horse Volunteers led by Zhao Yun, they are no ordinary people.

They have mastered the true military skills and are familiar with all kinds of battle formations.

Even when faced with the complex and changeable "Dragon Snake Heavenly Power Formation", they were not afraid and continued to maintain their fierce offensive.

Under the leadership of Zhao Yun, the White Horse Volunteers were like a sharp sword, constantly tearing apart the defense line of the formation.

"Kill!" "Charge!" "Stop them!"

The battlefield was filled with shouts and the sound of weapons clashing.

Although the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry relied on the formation to move around continuously, every confrontation made them feel the power of the White Horse Volunteers.

That unmatched force seemed to destroy them completely.

Despite this, the Silver Feathered Cavalry did not give up.

Under the cover of the "Dragon Snake Heavenly Power Formation", they tried their best and fought a desperate battle with the White Horse Volunteers.

In every charge and every fight, the Silver Feathered Cavalry tried their best.

Their figures quickly shuttled across the battlefield, sometimes gathering together to launch a fierce attack, and sometimes quickly dispersing to avoid the enemy's edge.

The tactics are flexible and changeable, making it difficult to defend against.

However, the White Horse Volunteers at the center of the formation were still attacking with great ferocity.

They were like tireless machines, charging again and again.

Under Zhao Yun's command, the entire army worked as one, and every attack was extremely precise.

Although the Silver Feathered Flying Cavalry relied on the "Dragon Snake Heavenly Power Formation" to resist hard, their physical strength gradually decreased as time went by.

But the Baima Yicong seemed to become more courageous as the battle went on.

Every charge put the Silver Feather Cavalry under tremendous pressure.

"Hold on!" "Don't let them break through!" "Hold on a little longer!"

The generals of the Silver Feather Cavalry shouted loudly, trying to boost morale.

They knew that now that they were in the "Dragon Snake Heavenly Power Formation", persistence at this moment was the key to victory.

However, the White Horse Volunteers' offensive was still fierce, and every charge seemed to completely destroy the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry.

In this situation, the Silver Feathered Cavalry could only rely on the changes in the "Dragon Snake Heavenly Power Formation" to struggle to resist the attack from the White Horse Volunteers.

But as time went on, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly severe.

Although the Silver Feathered Cavalry tried their best to resist the offensive of the White Horse Volunteers, they were still unable to turn the tide of the battle.

They seemed to be trapped in an inescapable vortex and could only watch themselves being gradually swallowed up by the enemy.

However, even in the face of such a desperate situation, the Silver Feathered Cavalry never gave up resistance.

They still firmly relied on the "Dragon Snake Heavenly Power Formation" to fight a desperate battle with the White Horse Volunteers.

Every battle was filled with blood and cruelty, but the Silver Feathered Cavalry never retreated a single step.

"Kill!" "Hold on!" "For Qizhou!"

The shouts of the Silver Feather Cavalry echoed across the battlefield.

Their figures quickly shuttled back and forth in the formation, trying their best to resist the fierce attack of the White Horse Volunteers.

Although their physical strength was severely overdrawn, their faith never wavered in the slightest.

In this desperate fight, the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry showed amazing perseverance and fighting power, using their own flesh and blood to build an indestructible line of defense.

Although they knew that the chances of winning this battle were slim.

But they still chose to hold on and resist.

In the fierce battle, time seemed to slow down abnormally.

Every time the Silver Feathered Cavalry soldiers wielded their weapons and charged into battle, it seemed extremely difficult.

Under the massacre of the White Horse Volunteers, the Silver Feathered Cavalry suffered heavy losses.

On the battlefield, the figures wearing silver feathers and coming and going like the wind were becoming increasingly sparse.

At this critical moment of life and death, the Silver Feathered Cavalry displayed unprecedented tenacity and perseverance.

Although their numbers were sharply reduced, no one retreated. Every soldier stayed at his post and defended the glory of Qizhou with his life.

By the end of the battle, there were only a few Silver Feathered Cavalry left, but their fighting spirit was getting stronger.

They knew that this battle could not be won, but they still chose to fight until the last man standing.

In their eyes, there is no word of surrender, only the determination to fight to death.

As the battle continued, the number of Silver Feather Cavalry decreased, but their charge became more and more fierce.

From the beginning, there were many roaming battles.

Then there will be a head-on confrontation when the quantity is scarce.

They are worthy of Qizhou and King Qi!

Every charge was a tenacious resistance against the Baima Yicong.

It is also their love for life and persistence in faith.

"Kill!" "Charge!"

The soldiers of the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry shouted, their voices were hoarse, but their fighting spirit was not diminished in the slightest.

They waved their weapons and charged at the White Horse Volunteers again and again.

Although every charge was accompanied by great sacrifice, they never retreated.

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Silver Feather Cavalry were like brave lions, with a determined light flashing in their eyes.

Even though he was seriously injured and exhausted, he still rushed towards the Baima Yicong without hesitation.

The figure wearing the silver feather quickly shuttled across the battlefield, using all his strength to fight the final battle with the White Horse Volunteers.

As time went by, the number of Silver Feather Flying Cavalry had dwindled to a handful.

The dozen or so remaining soldiers stood together tightly, their eyes filled with determination and resoluteness.

(End of this chapter)