Chapter 507 Wei Hui Acquired

As King Chu had predicted, just as Wei Hui's men opened the city gates, the defeated soldiers, before they could even escape back into the city, were stormed into the city by two cavalry units that rushed through the gates.

The Vice Minister of War sighed, knowing that the situation was hopeless. The city was left with only about 10,000 defenders. Under normal circumstances, they might still have a fighting chance, but the King of Chu would not be able to take the city easily.

Today's surprise attack resulted in a crushing defeat. If the gates are not opened, the soldiers outside will die in vain. However, once the gates are opened, the enemy forces will rush into the city through the gates.

Lin Changning was still among the first to lead his men into the city, and they watched as a large group of people rushed out of the city, trying to stop them from entering.

Lin Changning narrowed his phoenix eyes, held his sword in one hand, and turned to look at all the cavalry behind him. Including the force sent by the King of Chu, there were about 2,000 men.

Holding the city gate and holding off the main army until they arrive should be no problem.

Lin Changning raised his arm and shouted, "Charge with me!!! Kill!!"

The people behind Lin Changning were like they'd been injected with adrenaline, yelling and rushing forward to meet him.

Xiao Zhao and Xiao Qian also stood guard beside Lin Changning, and the four of them charged straight at the enemy and began to fight.

Soldiers inside the city surged outwards in waves, seemingly trying to drive Lin Changning and his cavalry out of the city gates and then close them again.

However, Lin Changning and his men were like a steel nail, firmly rooted at the city gate. Not only were they not driven out of the city, but despite the onslaught of so many people, Lin Changning and his men still managed to push forward even further.

Li Mingxiu and his men naturally saw what was happening here. After the encirclement was completed, they each led two soldiers and charged towards the city gate.

The Chu King's reinforcements had already arrived at the city gate and, through the opening Lin Changning and his men had created, charged straight into the city.

It had gotten completely dark.

The battle lasted a whole day. Lin Changning, panting heavily, took an arrow from his personal guard, nocked it, and shot a fleeing soldier dead. He then wiped the sweat from his face.

Sweat mixed with the enemy's blood stained Lin Changning's cuffs bright red.

Only then did Lin Changning feel a bit tired, and the injury on his shoulder was also throbbing with pain.

Looking back, I realized that the moon had quietly climbed into the sky, its cool light shining on the dilapidated city gate, casting long, dark shadows.

All that could be heard from all sides were the groans of soldiers. The official road, which should have been open to carriages and horses, was now completely blocked by layers upon layers of corpses. It was impossible to tell whether they were soldiers or civilians. All that could be seen were stiff bodies wrapped in tattered clothes, piled up haphazardly on the road.

Near the city gate, the body of a general in armor had long since stiffened, leaning precariously against the gate. Someone passed by, and the general's helmet rolled to the ground, revealing a grayish-blue face beneath it.

The man had been dead for some time; his lifeless eyes were wide open, staring at the sky, and congealed blood still clung to the corner of his mouth. His right hand was tightly gripping a broken knife.

The blood on the knife had turned black and stuck to the hem of the clothing of another corpse next to it—that corpse was curled up with a hideous wound on its back, the tattered cloth mixed with flesh and blood, looking extremely gruesome.

But Lin Changning was already used to this kind of scene.

"One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand," she said, not wanting to become one of those bones, so the one who dies must be someone else.

Lin Changning dismounted. There were too many corpses in the city, and the horse could no longer move. Every two steps forward would be tripped by the bodies.

Lin Changning simply got off and walked around.

Not far away, I saw the body of a young soldier lying on the ground, a broken arrow stuck in his back, the shaft protruding from his shoulder blade, the fletching soaked in blood, dangling on his mud-covered hair.

His fingers dug deep into the ground, his fingernails filled with black blood and dirt, as if he were still clutching something before he died. Lin Changning recognized this man; he was a soldier from the Right Guard.

After sighing, Lin Changning stepped forward, looked at what his soldier was holding, pried the man's hand open, and slowly lowered his eyes to look at the earring in the man's hand.

This might have been a gift from the soldier to his fiancée, or perhaps to his newlywed wife.

Lin Changning slowly closed the man's eyes, turned around and continued walking inside. Not long after, he saw a spear stuck in the chest of the man on the city gate. The spearhead pierced through his back and into the neck of the man below. The blood of the two men mixed together and flowed down the edge of the pit, accumulating into a pool of black water at the bottom of the pit. A few strands of hair floated on the surface of the water.

The pile of corpses was highest near the city gate.

A veteran-looking man leaned against the broken wall, his stomach ripped open, his internal organs mixed with blood smeared on his tattered clothes. In his left hand, he was still holding a tattered flag, the flag looked like it had been used for a long time, the blurred patterns on it were no longer distinguishable.

However, it is still recognizable as the flag of the imperial court.

Below the city gate, several corpses were buried under the collapsed bricks and stones, with only half a leg or an arm showing. Their trouser legs and sleeves were swollen from being soaked in blood, and when the wind blew, they swayed like tattered rags hanging on the wall.

"What are you looking at, Lin Xianfeng?"

Xiao Qian and Xiao Zhao, who had just finished fighting with others, saw Lin Changning looking up at something and curiously came over.

Lin Changning turned to look at the two of them, shook his head, and said, "I didn't see anything. Have the young master and the others already gone after them?"

Xiao Zhao nodded to Lin Changning: "Some have surrendered, some have fled. The young master has gone outside the city to chase after the fleeing Vice Minister of War. He's a big fish."

Lin Changning hummed in agreement: "Where are your father and my father, King?"

Xiao Qian casually wiped the bloodstains off his armor, turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him who were preparing to clean up the battlefield, then pondered for a moment and said...

"The prince and my father should have gone into the city. There are still some hidden soldiers that haven't been cleared out. They're probably at the county government office right now. We should be there later tonight."

Lin Changning nodded: "Okay, we don't have anything else to do anyway, let's go together."

Xiao Qian nodded at Lin Changning. He had fought alongside Lin Changning in a battle today and realized just how ridiculously strong Lin Changning was. He didn't need to worry about how many people were with Lin Changning; he could just charge forward with his head down.

As long as you can keep up with the opposing team, kills are practically handed to you.

Thinking of how Lin Changning beat him up that day, Xiao Qian silently broke out in a cold sweat. Lin Xianfeng had definitely gone easy on the two of them that day.

Before coming here today, he had hoped to compete with Lin Xianfeng on the battlefield. Now, alas, comparisons have led to disappointment.

Lin Changning watched as the soldiers beside him quickly cleared a path through the battlefield, wide enough for two people to pass.

"Let's go to the county government office."