Chapter 347 Why Don't You Surrender?

Beneath the walls of Yanmen Pass.

Xiao Mo fought his way from dawn until the sun was high in the sky.

Xiao Mo has lost count of how many people he has killed.

I can't remember exactly how many times I swung the spear.

I can't remember how many people have died around me.

But Xiao Mo knew he couldn't back down.

All I could do was charge forward!

Just as Xiao Mo had just finished off another Wei soldier with a single spear thrust, he saw a soldier from the Northern Wilderness being cut down on the ground.

The opponent swung their sword down again, meeting the attack head-on.

However, Xiao Mo's spear had already pierced the enemy soldier's chest.

"Can you still stand up?" Xiao Mo kicked the enemy corpse aside and asked him.

"I still can!" The soldier named Chen Dong got up. His eyes were bloodshot, his body was covered in blood and filth, and he was exuding a murderous aura. He was clearly bloodthirsty.

However, when Chen Dong tried to pick up the long sword beside him, his right hand, which had been trembling from hacking for two and a half hours, failed to grip it.

The long sword fell to the ground.

After killing several Wei soldiers who approached him with a single spear thrust, Xiao Mo dismounted, picked up his longsword, and placed it in Chen Dong's palm.

Xiao Mo didn't say a word. He mounted his horse and continued charging forward.

Watching General Xiao's figure as he relentlessly charged forward, Chen Dong snapped out of his daze, immediately tore off his clothes, tightly bound his long sword to his own hands, and followed the general as he charged forward!

It was past noon when Xiao Mo raised his head and glanced at the blazing sun hanging in the sky.

In another half hour, it would have been a full thirty days since he had been stationed at Yanmen Pass.

However, the main force of the Northern Wilderness Army still had not arrived.

Moreover, as one Northern Wilderness Army soldier after another fell into pools of blood, the advantage that the Northern Wilderness Army had originally gained in the charge was wiped out, and they were even being pushed back repeatedly.

At this time, the Wei army was less than three miles away from Yanmen Pass.

Of the five thousand Snow-Treading Dragon Riders who charged alongside Xiao Mo, only five hundred remained.

As for how many infantrymen were still alive on the battlefield, Xiao Mo could no longer estimate, and because they were too scattered, he was even less able to gather them together.

Xiao Mo saw through Guo Xin's formation and knew that he was going to try to surround him and the five hundred Snow-Treading Dragon Riders around him again.

But now, even if he could see through the opponent's plan, he couldn't charge out like before.

Because not far behind Xiao Mo was Yanmen Pass.

Ahead lay a massive, surging army.

I have nowhere else to go.

"General, we will protect you and fight our way out of the encirclement!" Zhao Guang said in a deep voice, riding his snow-white horse beside Xiao Mo.

"Brother Mo, you can't die! With your talent, you'll surely avenge us someday!" Xiao Gui also urged.

But Xiao Mo simply shook his head and calmly said, "We can't fight our way out, and we won't go out either."

Hearing the general calmly state the truth, everyone's hearts sank.

Yes.

Ahead lay hundreds of thousands of Wei troops.

Although the southern army was locked in a fierce battle with the northern wilderness army and had no time to attack the city, it was still heavily surrounded. It would be extremely difficult to break out of the south gate.

Their desire to escort General Xiao out was merely to fulfill one last wish before their deaths.

"Death is inevitable for everyone. Now that the hour of Wei has arrived and the thirty days have passed, at least we have not let down the Qin Kingdom or the elders of the Northern Wilderness. These days, it is the greatest honor of my life to fight alongside you all in battle!"

"General." Zhao Guang gripped the reins tightly, hesitating to speak.

"Xiao Mo, it's over."

Guo Xin rode his horse to the front of the army formation and stared at Xiao Mo.

"Xiao Mo, I have to admit that you are indeed a talented general, living up to your reputation. I'll give you one last chance: surrender to me and become my deputy. When we counterattack Qin, you can still achieve great things, be ennobled, and become a high-ranking official! Isn't that better than dying here?"

"General Guo is really generous, but there's no need for that."

Xiao Mo smiled, turned his back to the five hundred iron cavalry, and shouted loudly, "Who is willing to die with me!"

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Zhao Guang raised his spear high: "I am willing to die with the general!"

"I am willing to die alongside the general!"

"I am willing to die alongside the general!"

"I am willing to die alongside the general!"

The five hundred iron cavalrymen shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth, causing the Wei warhorses to involuntarily retreat and chilling the hearts of the soldiers.

"Where are the Snow-Treading Dragon Riders?!" Xiao Mo gripped his spear tightly.

Five hundred iron cavalry: "We are all here!"

"Charge with me!"

"kill!"

Xiao Mo spurred his horse forward, and the five hundred Snow-Treading Dragon Riders also charged.

"Since that's the case, then you may all die!" Guo Xin's eyes narrowed. "Kill them!"

With Guo Xin's command, the Wei army surged towards Xiao Mo and his group like a tidal wave, intending to completely engulf them.

Standing atop the city wall, Lian Li watched all this unfold, and before she knew it, the spear was already in her hand.

Just as the two armies were about to clash and Lian Li was about to step onto the city wall, she felt the city wall tremble beneath her feet.

The next moment, tens of thousands of Snow-Treading Dragon Riders rushed out from the north gate of Yanmen Pass and entered the battlefield.

"Guo Xin, you little brat, your grandpa's here!"

General Huang, the one-eyed general, charged directly into the enemy ranks. With a single swing of his long sword, dozens of soldiers were sent flying into the air.

"Archers! Fire!"

On the city wall, Fang Weiming gave the order, and arrows engraved with runes shot towards the central and rear armies of the Wei army, with explosions constantly coming from the Wei army.

"Nephew, you rest for now. The rest of the battle is up to your Uncle Zhang!"

With his dark complexion, Zhang Kui, wielding a long spear, leaped off the city wall and charged into the Wei army like a ferocious beast.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp cry rang out in the air.

After the no-flying array in the southern region was destroyed, a Vermilion Bird streaked across the sky, leaving a trail of true fire in its wake, as if it were setting the heavens ablaze. The blazing sun in the sky seemed to pale in comparison to the heat emanating from this Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird opened its mouth and spat out flames that spread across the land, burning the Wei army.

"You Vermilion Bird clan dare to interfere with the human race's war!" Guo Xin roared at the Vermilion Bird.

But Suzaku just rolled her eyes and completely ignored him.

After circling once in the air, the Vermilion Bird flew down to the ground and continued to breathe fire forward.

At the same time, a girl in a light pink dress jumped off Zhuque's back and ran towards Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo was taken aback when he saw the girl running towards him, lifting her skirt.

As the girl ran closer, Xiao Mo finally reacted, dismounted, and looked at her in surprise, asking, "Siyao, what happened to you?"

Before he could even utter the five words, "Why are you here?"

The girl lunged forward and hugged Xiao Mo tightly.

Tears streamed down the girl's cheeks, dripping onto Xiao Mo's armor, mixing with mud and blood as they slowly fell to the ground.

"Fool!"

"Fool!"

"Fool!"

The girl burst into tears, sobbing and pounding her fist on Xiao Mo's chest.

Why are you so stubborn?

Do you know you're going to die?

Why don't you lower your head?

(End of this chapter)