Chapter 707: We Have People Inside the Pass (Part 2) [Two-in-One]
The defending general was completely baffled.
However, there was one thing he was clear about.
"Whether these people are here to die or what, just kill them." The garrison commander gripped his sword tightly, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent, and said cruelly, "Since they have no self-awareness, then Chaoli Pass will be their burial ground!"
Wei Shou nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes."
He then said with utmost sincerity, "The general is absolutely right."
The garrison commander, looking at the burly foreign man whose eyes were filled with flattery, couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. He had been monitoring Wei Shou for some time, and apart from his somewhat arrogant attitude, the man hadn't shown any other unusual behavior, even now, showing no signs of rebellion. He couldn't help but wonder, was there really something wrong with this Wei Yuanyuan? Or had his straightforward and barbaric personality offended someone?
However, these are not issues he should be considering.
Whether Wei Shou lives or dies depends entirely on Zheng Qiao.
On the battlefield, Shen Tang led the charge on his mule, braving a hail of arrows to reach Chaoli Pass. The motorcycle lived up to its name, leaving the rest of the army far behind with a single press of the accelerator. To outsiders, all they saw was a white streak trailing behind, hurtling past like lightning.
Wei Shou certainly didn't miss this scene.
His lips twitched involuntarily.
this--
The fierce warrior who had suddenly appeared on the battlefield below the city walls was his future (for a period of time) lord. He dared to charge onto the city walls alone, unafraid of losing his life. Before Wei Shou could speak, the defending general had already dispatched officers to intercept him. The terrain of Chaoli Pass was a typical funnel shape, wide at the outside and narrow at the inside. The closer one got to Chaoli Pass, the fewer troops it could accommodate, greatly reducing the defensive pressure.
This terrain greatly reduces the number of attackers at any one time. As long as the defenders and supplies on the city walls are sufficient, they can hit anyone with a bow and arrow, even with their eyes closed. If the attacking side lacks supplies, they can only use countless corpses to create a path to scale the walls.
At this point, the sooner you scale the wall and kill the defenders, the less pressure your own troops will face, allowing more soldiers to scale and capture the wall, thus reducing the pressure on your attack. A lone warrior venturing deep into enemy territory is essentially in the enemy's lair, constantly facing mortal danger.
"You brat, prepare to die!"
There are quite a few military generals on the Chaoli Pass side.
They were deeply impressed by the young general who single-handedly stormed the city walls; it was this man who, wielding a large scythe, beheaded Jiang Ao, a 16th-rank Grand Master. Even after being exposed, he remained ruthless, managing to escape the encirclement of over a dozen high-ranking martial artists.
Therefore, Shen Tang was attacked from all sides as soon as he gained a foothold.
"Ten steps, one kill—"
The young warrior, shrouded in heavy silver armor, moved with a chilling agility, his simple longsword flashing with countless white beams of light. He seemed to ride the wind and clouds, unstoppable even by several attackers. His sword aura was domineering and destructive; even a mere graze on his scales would send sparks flying.
"Leaving no trace for a thousand miles!"
Countless figures moved across the battlefield, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was one person or countless others. Longswords were drawn with deadly intent, the pinnacle of skill adding a touch of beauty to death. The experienced generals who faced them were not immune to the inevitable bloodshed. The weakest among them was pierced through the heart with a single sword strike, rendering his normally indestructible armor useless.
"Shen Jun, I'm here to help you!"
Shen Tang killed two generals, and Shao Chong arrived shortly after.
However, his timing was unfortunate. As soon as he stepped onto the city wall, he felt a kind of oppressive force descend upon him, and his body suddenly became several times heavier. He almost failed to dodge the martial energy blades that were slashing at him! This oppressive feeling was not only felt by Shao Chong, but also by Shen Tang, who was surrounded and attacked.
His arm was grazed by the heavy hammer.
The bones weren't broken, but excruciating pain instantly spread throughout my body.
Shen Tang, however, did not even furrow her brow.
Military fortresses like Chaoli Pass were not only protected by barriers and guarded by heroic spirits, but also had the "national prestige" within their walls to suppress any invading warriors. Of course, all of these things consumed the nation's fortune. Although Shen Tang hadn't personally experienced the suppression of the "national prestige," he was mentally prepared and wasn't caught off guard. However, he couldn't help but curse Zheng Qiao's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.
Greet everyone, regardless of gender or generation.
Damn it, this thing has ruined the Geng Kingdom like this, where did all this national fortune come from? On the other hand, I've been working diligently, farming and cultivating the land, and after four or five years I'm still penniless. Xun Zhen's incredible performance in the last battle has saddled me with a heavy economic debt.
Such a huge difference made her feel unbalanced.
Countless rages surged within his chest.
"May all of you and your ancestors die!!!"
I wish I could see these brave warriors as the reincarnation of Zheng Qiao.
A white knife goes in, a red knife comes out.
With their combined strength, she and Shao Chong could have easily wreaked havoc on the city walls—but Chaoli Pass had lost its only two top-tier sixteenth-rank warriors, Jiang Ao, and the other one hadn't arrived yet. Their current top-tier fighting force consisted of only one garrison commander and Wei Shou. The former was still overseeing the battle, while the latter was still slacking off, secretly colluding with Shen Tang. The other commanders couldn't pose much of a threat—but the "national prestige" was too strong a suppressive force. Even when the two joined forces against the siege, they didn't have a significant advantage, but they were still able to completely hold them back.
While buying time, other generals are on their way.
The scales of victory seemed to be tipping in favor of the allied forces, but both sides knew very well that if the allied forces had no other options, they would undoubtedly lose this battle. This was due to the terrain of Chaoli Pass, and also because the activation of "National Prestige" required national fortune, but its suppressive power was not constant. The more corpses the attacking side left behind, the stronger "National Prestige" would become, not only suppressing the invading warriors but also weakening the morale of the attacking side.
The disadvantages are getting bigger and bigger!
In conquering such a pass, the morale boost gained from a decisive victory in the duel is extremely important. The defending general sneered, "Like an ant trying to shake a tree!"
This battle was essentially handing him military merit.
He realized that Wei Shou was still beside him.
He said, "General Wei, don't you want to stretch your muscles?"
Wei Shou was looking up at the sun when he heard this, and then he looked away, stroking his beard and laughing loudly, "That's exactly what I was thinking. I've been holding back a lot of anger, and this is the perfect time to vent it."
The general sneered inwardly, but said aloud, "If you achieve merit in battle, the king will surely reward you, and your promotion will be just around the corner."
Wei Shou waved his hand and said with a smile, "Well, in my opinion, we still need to rely on the general for this 'promotion'."
The garrison commander's smugness was evident in his expression, and he said with unbridled pride, "That's easy to say. As colleagues, I will certainly submit a memorial to the king, speaking well of General Wei—"
Before he could finish speaking, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his chest.
The commander turned his gaze downwards in confusion, and saw a bloodstained blade protruding from his body, blood dripping from the blade. His first thought was, could an enemy assassin have infiltrated his side? Why had he been completely unaware? Why was there not a trace of killing intent? His second thought was to call for Wei Shou's help, but then he saw something in Wei Shou's hand.
At the same time, the previously orderly defending soldiers began to riot, and shouts of battle and the clanging of clashing martial arts echoed from within the pass. When would the enemy break through the gate? A jumble of thoughts occupied his mind for a moment, then quickly cleared up.
"Wei... Wei Shou, you—"
The blade that had pierced the body gradually retracted.
Wei Shou pushed the guard's back, causing him to stagger forward as the blade pierced his heart. The powerful physique of a high-level martial artist allowed the guard, despite his pierced heart, to still retain a breath. His legs trembled, and he clutched his heart.
The next instant, the blade flashed and disappeared before his eyes.
A head rolled to the ground. Wei Shou flicked his sword, and the blade gleamed again. He said with disdain, "Why so much nonsense? If you have any grievances, go tell the King of Hell slowly."
The King of Hell will surely offer some comfort to this unfortunate soul.
Before Wei Shou executed the defending general, Huang Lie and his men harbored concerns. Fighting on the wall would come at a heavy price, and they couldn't fully trust Wei Shou. The longer the battle dragged on, the greater the casualties would be. But they hadn't expected Wei Shou to be so effective!
He killed the defending general with a single backstab!
Of the entire coalition forces, only Chu Yao and Rui Ji were not surprised.
Despite Wei Shou's burly physique and straightforward fighting style, it doesn't mean he's truly reckless. Anyone who understands his martial spirit will know that the phrase "all brawn and no brains" is a huge misconception. His martial spirit is almost entirely designed for assassination, one strike and the victim is gone.
Chu Yao's lips finally curved into a smile.
"The outcome of this battle is already decided."
Taking down the defending general is not as simple as just getting a kill.
Brave soldiers are the first to scale the walls in an attack on a city.
Charging into battle to repel the enemy, slaying generals and capturing flags.
Shen Tang was the first military officer to scale the wall, which boosted his own morale but also triggered the "national prestige" of Chaoli Pass.
Wei Shou's action, known as "slaying a general," would not only boost morale but also weaken national prestige. If he were to also shoot down the general's flag...
The moment the thought arose, several streaks of light flashed across the sky.
A snow-white arrow emerged and instantly pierced the protective qi barrier of the "general's flag," shattering the flagpole, which was as thick as a person.
Bai Su's face was deathly pale, and she was breathing heavily.
Although her hands were still trembling slightly, her eyes were surprisingly bright. She turned her head to look at Lü Jue triumphantly, raising an eyebrow at him. It was as if to say—this time, she finally won.
Bai Su had been resentful that Lü Jue had taken the lead in conquering Linshan County, so she practiced archery diligently after returning home and finally got her revenge. As the "general's flag" fell to the ground, the alliance leader Huang Lie slapped his thigh and exclaimed excitedly, "Excellent! Excellent! All fine young men! Which brave warrior wielded that arrow?"
Someone remarked, "He seems to be a military officer under Lord Shen?"
Upon hearing that familiar name again, Huang Lie's eyelids twitched, but it didn't dampen his good mood. The battle had gotten off to a good start, and there was finally hope of retaking Chaoli Pass. Now, if they could capture this pass, the remaining territory of Yanzhou would be much easier to manage.
He laughed loudly, "Such bravery deserves a reward!"
From Wei Shou's betrayal and execution of the general to Bai Su's astonishing arrow that severed the flagpole, everything happened too fast. Most of the soldiers guarding Chaoli Pass were filled with questions: Where am I? Who am I? What just happened? How did the general end up with his head separated from his body?
The morale was severely damaged, plummeting precipitously.
To make matters worse, the city gates were breached by an inside agent, and the city walls were increasingly occupied by the enemy. This situation left the defending soldiers bewildered. In less than half a month, two successive commanders of the Chao Li Pass were beheaded on the battlefield, and most of the soldiers hadn't even had time to get to know them, not even knowing their names. The commander they knew best was Wei Shou.
When Wei Shou tried to persuade them to surrender, their already low morale plummeted again, and they lost all will to fight, resorting to passive resistance.
However, Chaoli Pass also has its own valiant soldiers.
Having regrouped, they led their troops in a retreat to engage in street fighting. The battle was still raging, but facing the Allied soldiers who had suddenly gained an overwhelming advantage, this action was like moths to a flame. The war raged fiercely, directly causing the fall of Chaoli Pass.
Two hours later, the battle ended.
The captured martial artists were brought up, all bound hand and foot. One of them, upon seeing Wei Shou, became even more agitated and tried to break free. However, restrained, he could only kick his boots off and spit in Wei Shou's direction: "You son of a bitch, Wei, I'll get you for sure, you son of a bitch..."
The emotions were extremely intense.
Compared to the short-range, harmless spittle, the bio-chemical attack attached to the boots actually had some effect.
Wei Shou's subordinates, covered in blood, kicked their boots away.
He made a gesture as if he was about to draw his knife and kill someone.
But Wei Shou raised his hand to stop him: "Let him curse."
The subordinate official was indignant, so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged out: "This humble general cannot allow this person to humiliate the general with his words!"
Wei Shou shrugged indifferently.
At this moment, the subordinate heard a refined and gentle voice that was as pleasant as a spring breeze. The person smiled and said, "Your general's surname isn't 'Wei,' so you can curse him all you want. It won't affect his ancestors anyway."
Wei Shou was a member of a foreign tribe living in a snowy, icy region north of the Northern Desert. His family name was longer than a bound foot cloth. Chu Yao had heard him introduce him before; it was long and difficult to pronounce, and he couldn't remember it.
The subordinate official was speechless: "But..."
He looked over and was amazed by the scholar before him.
Isn't this the "Chu Liangliang" who came the other day?
The subordinate bowed and said, "Greetings, Mr. Chu."
Chu Yao raised his hand in return.
Wei Shou looked displeased. Taking advantage of his height as a martial artist, he raised his chin slightly at Chu Yao, looking down at him with disdain, and asked, "Chu Wuhui, can you give me back my wife, whom you have taken over?"
Wei Shou's voice was not quiet.
Those who heard this all looked over.
The allied forces had been secretly observing Wei Shou for some time, but they never expected that Wei Shou would defect because of his wife, Rui Ji. This was truly unexpected. Wei Shou, dressed in pink armor, was not afraid of the gazes of the crowd. Chu Yao said, "We have already sent someone to invite Rui Ji."
Upon hearing this, Wei Shou straightened his armor and scoffed.
He was preparing to greet his wife with great poise and confidence.
But Chu Yao stopped her: "Yuanyuan, Ruiji will need some time to arrive. Why don't you come with me to see the lord first?"
Wei Shou reluctantly agreed: "That's fine too."
What is Shen Tang doing at this moment?
She and Shao Chong ate together.
The "national prestige" of Chaoli Pass is too damning; not only does it suppress the strength and realm of martial artists, but it also accelerates the depletion of martial energy, stamina, and mental strength. Shen Tang's stomach started rumbling as soon as she left the battlefield. Shao Chong, on the other hand, came drawn by the aroma of the flatbread and begged her to share some. Holding the flatbread, Shao Chong crossed his legs and casually sat down: "Why doesn't Shen Jun go over and share the spoils..."
What kind of spoils were divided?
Naturally, they captured treasures and supplies.
Although it is said on the surface that these are based on military merits, the actual operation is rife with shady dealings, and one could easily be tricked if one is not careful.
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You really shouldn't brag like that. Two years ago, my younger brother and I went to register for our driver's license tests. I was bragging to him that I'd definitely get my license before he, this academically challenged guy. If I lost, he'd buy me a car, and I, as his sister, would support him with a month's worth of writing fees. If I won, he'd lose a month's salary. I thought it was a sure thing, but I forgot about my procrastination… And guess what? My brother passed, and I hadn't even registered for the first part of the test. My writing fees doubled, and today he picked up his car… Wow…
PS: Mushroom knows that the Empress has many male readers, but it seems that there aren't many who want to quit the Emperor?
(End of this chapter)
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