Finally, after a few breaths, the Dragoon Army had completed the encirclement. The formation was now fully secured.
Seeing that there was no chance for escape, Orion lost interest in continuing the conversation. He said:
"Dragon Cavalry Army, escort Li Shuai on his way!"
"Yes, Marshal!"
The Dragoon Army responded in unison. The sound of their voices was like a symphony of pure power, with sabers and spears pointing directly at Li Weiming:
"The Snow Dragon Cavalry Army respectfully requests Commander Li to proceed!"
One hundred thousand voices resonated, echoing across the battlefield—powerful and awe-inspiring!
"Orion, you…"
Li Weiming was stunned.
Why was this situation unfolding so unexpectedly? Shouldn't they at least start with a surrender?
"Prince Lu, why do you say this? I don't understand…"
Li Weiming feigned confusion, hoping to buy time. But the Dragoon Army's cold roars cut him off.
"Kill!"
With that command, the horses of the Dragoon Army surged forward, charging at Li Weiming's remaining troops.
In the next moment...
With a "plop," Li Weiming fell to his knees in front of the advancing army. The suddenness of his surrender took everyone by surprise.
"General Li Weiming, I implore you, take me in! I am willing to serve and assist you in any way!"
Li Weiming, now kneeling, spoke with extreme humility. Survival had become more important than pride.
Li Weiming hoped for a glimmer of mercy. Surely, Orion, with his high cultivation, would value such a seasoned warrior, right?
Behind him, the remaining generals looked on in astonishment. Was this man really the mighty general who once commanded a hundred thousand Imperial Guards? How had their marshal's backbone turned so soft?
"Haha! Surrender?" Orion laughed heartily. "What's wrong? Does Li Shuai want to join me, a rebel?"
"My Marshal Li, you're the Marshal of the Guards Corps!" Orion continued mockingly. "If the Empress hears of your surrender, she'll be furious!"
Orion's taunts turned Li Weiming's face a mottled red and blue. The disgrace of a marshal surrendering to rebels was unbearable. Yet, survival was paramount.
As Li Weiming prepared to plead further, Orion's voice cut through the air:
"Li Shuai, surrender? You're not worthy!"
"Stop wasting words! You and your men should simply perish!"
Orion's voice was calm but decisive. It was clear he had no intention of sparing Li Weiming and his troops. From the moment they were encircled, they had become his enemies—his mercy was nonexistent.
Li Weiming, realizing that escape was impossible, decided to resist.
"Brothers, you heard what the traitor Orion said. He leaves us no chance to survive!"
"We can only fight to the end! Pick up your weapons and join me in defending our country!"
"The first brave soul will be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins and promoted to the fifth rank!"
"Victory will bring promotions to the third rank and thousands of gold coins!"
Li Weiming's words stirred the remnants of his army. Despite their disdain for him, they had no other options. The promise of rewards ignited a spark of resolve.
"The traitor Orion is merciless! If he offers us no chance to live, then we'll fight our way out!"
"Brothers, kill! Kill the traitor and earn ten thousand gold!"
The remaining two thousand troops, driven by desperation and the promise of rewards, prepared for a final stand.
However...
With a resounding shout, "The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry is here!"
A wave of snow-like movement followed, and in a flurry of action, the battlefield fell silent once more.
[Ding~! Congratulations to the host for killing 100,000 enemies! Rewarding luck value of 2,767,300!]
[Ding~! Congratulations to the host for winning a large-scale battle, annihilating the entire enemy army, and receiving a reward of 100,000 redemption points!]
Orion smiled mockingly at the system notifications. Li Weiming had dared to resist until the end, but his efforts were futile.
With more than two million luck points, Orion was thrilled by the rewards. Combined with the previous 170,000 luck points, he could now perform three million-level holy draws!
At this moment, Yuan Zuozong, a nine-foot-tall general clad in battle-worn armor, stepped forward and knelt before Orion.
"General Yuan, please rise!" Orion said with a smile, helping him up and reviewing his information panel.
[Name: Yuan Zuozong]
[Realm: Peak of Semi-Saint]
[Commander Value: 97]
[Loyalty: 100]
"Half-Saint!" Orion was pleased. Adding another semi-saint-level general was a significant boost.
"General Yuan, how strong is your Dragon Cavalry Army?"
"Returning to the Lord, among the Dragon Cavalry, ordinary cavalrymen are pinnacle masters of martial arts. Centurions are at the pinnacle of great martial arts, Captains of Thousands are pinnacle Martial Kings, School Captains are Martial Emperors, and the Partial Generals are Wuzong. The Commander-in-Chief, the Last General, is a peak Semi-Saint."
Orion was stunned. Even the ordinary soldiers were martial arts masters, with the peak of martial arts serving as standard soldiers!
The reputation of the Snow Dragon Cavalry as the best cavalry in the world was well-earned!