Chapter 829: The Death of Zhang He (Part 2) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Ning Yan replied without hesitation, "That's impossible!"
This battle was important to them, and even more so to Huang Lie's army, because their lord could still lose. Even if they lost, they would still have a chance to abandon Chaoli Pass and retreat to their main camp, where their troops and supplies would still be relatively plentiful. The situation was different for Huang Lie's side.
If we lose this match, it means the game is over!
There's no reason for Huang Lie not to go all out!
Ning Yan speculated: "Perhaps there's some other conspiracy?"
Did Huang Lie have other backup plans?
At this moment, Ning Yan thought of the armed conflict erupting in the Chaoli Pass Mountains and Wu's whistle-dropping plea for help. Could there be some close connection between the two? Was the enemy sending troops to sneak across the mountains and attack their rear, while Huang Lie's main force was applying pressure from the front lines...?
This would indeed allow them to be attacked from both sides.
From this perspective, the absence of the State Seal is also plausible.
"Report—"
A battle report quickly followed, refuting her speculation.
"You mean Huang Lie himself is stationed in the central command?" Knowing the enemy's central command's movements is a basic operation during battle, but when Ning Yan heard that Huang Lie was in the central camp, she and Chu Yao exchanged a glance, both their eyes filled with astonishment and confusion. "Really?"
Are they really not body doubles or assassins?
The messenger replied, "It's absolutely true!"
This news was delivered by Gu Chi, so it's definitely true!
There is no useless scholar's way in this world. As long as it is used in the right place, it can be called a "divine skill"! Gu Chi's scholar's way is no exception. Its function is not only to spy on whose thoughts, collude with one's own lord, or catch a few traitors, but it can also spy on the enemy's troop deployment orders in real time!
Of course, the cost is also enormous.
Gu Chi could hear the voices of as many people as were fighting in this war. To discern the commander's orders from countless violent and negative sentiments was like finding a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, Gu Chi was already accustomed to this environment; otherwise, anyone else in his position would have collapsed long ago. Gu Chi said Huang Lie was in the central army camp, so the likelihood of Huang Lie being there was extremely high!
Despite the many suspicious points, Chu Yao and the others had no time to pay attention to them.
Huang Lie's troops arrived too quickly and hastily. In order to buy time for his own side, Chu Yao did not hesitate to issue an order to raise the border barrier. When they were a certain distance away from Chaoli Pass, the mountain mists surrounding the Chaoli Pass mountain range suddenly paused.
An invisible barrier rippled outwards.
A towering, illusory city wall rose from the ground, clearly an enlarged version of Chaoli Pass. As the pass appeared, the sounds of a thousand troops echoed through the void. A muffled voice warned, "Who dares to invade our borders? Kill!"
"Ha, a mere remnant soul dares to swagger before me?"
Upon hearing this, the black-clad warrior under Huang Lie's command revealed a look of contempt. Before everyone's eyes, he mustered his strength, soared into the air, and charged towards the illusory city wall, using his body as a weapon. He raised his hand, conjuring a giant palm: "Shatter!"
A giant palm collided head-on with the border barrier.
The explosion shook the border barrier.
Before the black-clad warrior could unleash his second palm strike, Chu Jie and Wei Shou attacked together, forcing him to change the direction of his attack. Upon seeing who it was, the black-clad warrior sneered, "You are merely fifteenth-rank Lesser Upper Realm cultivators, why bother coming here to die?"
Wei Shou's answer was a cleaving axe.
The pink axe phantom, about twenty feet long, painted the sky with a beautiful hue. The pinker the color, the more ferocious the blow.
"Tsk, a mere sixteenth-rank Grand Master thinks he can act arrogantly in front of me?" Wei Shou retorted sarcastically, completely unafraid. Of course, a true sixteenth-rank Grand Master is not easy to defeat, but his lord has already established a nation, and its national prestige is evident. Although, because the nation has only been established for a short time, its national prestige is not as historically profound as Zheng Qiao's Geng Kingdom, but it will still exert a suppressive effect on any enemy.
As an exclave of the "Kang State" and an important military stronghold, Chaoli Pass naturally served as a natural barrier to the border and a symbol of national prestige. Wei Shou was unaware of how much national fortune Shen Tang had accumulated over the years, hoping it could sustain them through this battle. Otherwise, with two lower-ranking officials of the fifteenth grade fighting against a higher-ranking official of the sixteenth grade, a single misstep could cost them their lives.
If Huang Lie possessed the Imperial Seal, the suppression of national power could be offset. But at this moment, Huang Lie has still not made a move.
In other words—
The black-clad warrior before them wasn't insurmountably weaker than the two of them. Two against one, their side had a chance of winning!
The black-clad warrior met the pink axe shadow with a punch.
The tiger-shaped axe pointed at the surface, shattering with a resounding crash. The golden image of Chu Jie rapidly magnified before his eyes, the sharp blade aimed directly at the black-clad warrior's vitals. At such close range, he didn't hesitate and chose to dodge. Wei Shou, who had been waiting patiently, cried out, "Don't dodge!"
In this battle, Wei Shou cooperated with Chu Jie.
If Wei Shou excelled in both defense and offense, Chu Jie was relentless, putting all his attribute points into attack. Coupled with his martial spirit, opponents unfamiliar with him were easily taken advantage of and lost their lives due to carelessness.
"Why are you running away, you little brat?"
Wei Shou used language to provoke his opponent.
He feigned a full-force attack, creating an opportunity for Chu Jie to "kill" him, forcing the black-clad warrior to dodge and respond. As long as the black-clad warrior avoided combat, the power of Chu Jie's next attack would increase layer by layer until it exceeded the enemy's limit.
That will be the time when the death knell tolls for the black-clad warriors!
"Die—"
The pink giant axe danced in his hands with impenetrable speed.
In the blink of an eye, he exchanged over a hundred blows with the black-clad warrior's knuckle duster, and golden sparks bloomed in the night sky.
Before long, the axe blade was covered with cracks resembling a spider web.
"Pah, are you some kind of eternal turtle?" As a seasoned veteran of countless battles, Wei Shou and Chu Jie knew exactly what to do without much communication. Although it was their first time working together, their teamwork was as good as that of comrades who often fought side by side.
The black-clad warrior remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he felt a vague unease. This unease stemmed from an intuition honed through countless battles, which had allowed him to escape death several times. He didn't know much about Wei Shou, and the black-clad warrior had never taken this burly, pink-clad man seriously. His greatest wariness was of Chu Jie. This young man had, upon his appearance, slain the incarnation of General Qi Cang, a general under Zheng Qiao.
Although it was just an avatar, Chu Jie only used a few moves!
This made the black-clad warriors wary.
Suddenly, a thought struck him.
He caught a glimpse of Chu Jie's left arm out of the corner of his eye!
Four flowing golden dragon patterns were wrapped around the front of the golden wrist guard on his left arm. If I remember correctly, these dragon patterns weren't there during our first encounter. The strangest thing was that Chu Jie's attacks in this battle were all opportunistic, almost like he was assisting Wei Shou. Could there be something fishy going on here?
Once again, Chu Jie seized the opportunity to attack.
If the black-clad warrior chose to fight, he would leave an opening for Wei Shou to exploit. In a flash, he weighed the pros and cons and chose to dodge Chu Jie's fierce attack. As a result, he saw the dragon patterns on Chu Jie's left arm increase from four to five!
Chu Jie's eyes turned bloodshot, and his aura surged once more!
The martial energy in his Danfu Palace was like an overflowing pool of water, seeping out from every pore of his body, and his whole body was surrounded by a golden glow.
The black-clad warrior was greatly alarmed.
He sensed a crisis from Chu Jie's imposing aura.
Wei Shou knew he had figured it out as soon as he saw his reaction: "You only thought of wiping your nose when it was already in your mouth?"
Chu Jie's [Warrior's Intent] is truly enviable!
The next instant, the literary light entered Chu Jie's body, and Wei Shou knew without looking who had written the [Five Virtues of a General].
He's not envious anymore, he's just jealous!
Yin Zeze looked at the black-clad warrior: "You're dead!"
He said those words, and they're more effective than the King of Hell!
The black-clad warriors were blocked by Chu Jie and his companion, and countless visible malevolent energies surged from the ground beneath the border barrier. Within a few breaths, they coalesced into blurry human figures. Initially, only skeletons appeared, but as the malevolent energy filled them, "flesh," "skin," and "armor" took shape in succession! They formed neat military formations below Chaoli Pass, a silent and chilling aura spreading outwards.
Faced with the approaching enemy, the leading heroic general drew his sword and let out a piercing shriek.
An invisible wave of air surged and crashed in all directions.
Four thousand heavy cavalry spirits converged into a torrent of bronze and iron, like a sharp dagger thrusting head-on at the enemy. Huang Lie's army led the way with heavy shield warriors. The steel wall formed by the converging heavy shields clashed with the spirit cavalry, exploding and crashing, yet not a single scream was heard. The heavy shield warriors felt no fatigue or pain, and the spirits slumbering beneath the pass were even more inhuman, devoid of any concept of pain.
Just how many tricks does Huang Xiguang have up his sleeve?
Xun Zhen made arrangements and climbed the city wall.
The fierce battle below the city wall was immediately visible.
Currently, Huang Lie's heavy shield warriors number over 10,000, roughly around 20,000! 20,000 heavy shield warriors! The quality of one heavy shield warrior is comparable to that of three or four ordinary elite soldiers, and now there are 20,000! Where did he get so many?
Chu Yao: "When soldiers come, we will block them; when water comes, we will dam it."
He appeared calm, but his brow furrowed inwardly.
The heavy shield warrior is essentially a living puppet, which in a sense means he is completely countered. Chu Yao's Word of Power specializes in attacking people's minds and wills, as well as damaging ordinary people's hearing to interfere with commands, thereby affecting the power of the enemy's army formation.
But the heavy shield warriors were not afraid of these.
Even Chu Yao felt it was somewhat tricky.
Although they had taken it very seriously, witnessing this killing machine in operation—defeating the Heroic Spirit Heavy Cavalry in just over ten breaths of combat—far exceeded everyone's expectations. If the two armies had clashed head-on… the scene was too terrifying to contemplate…
"The best course of action now... alas, it's a last resort..." His gaze fell upon the largest number of ordinary enemy soldiers.
Tonight, the area beneath the city walls is destined to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
While Chu Yao and the others were worried, Huang Lie was naturally overjoyed.
"Good! Excellent!" Huang Lie was overjoyed to see the power of the heavy shield warriors. These four words seemed to release all the frustration he had felt over the past few days!
He looked at Chaoli Pass with a sinister gaze.
"The day we break through the pass will be the day we slaughter the city!"
He knew how much food and supplies Shen Tang had.
The man surnamed Chen ate with gusto, his mouth drooling with oil, having thoroughly enjoyed his life!
"All-out attack! Siege the city!"
Huang Lie roared as he issued the order.
"What the hell are these things?"
For a moment, the city wall guards roared and cursed.
These heavy shield warriors, each wielding a massive shield, could easily block ordinary attacks with their wall of shields. Rolling logs, stones, and even boiling water were less effective against them than expected. At this rate, the city walls were bound to fall sooner or later.
Some of the soldiers, seeing no hope, began to waver.
Although the heavy cavalry heroes also severely injured thousands of heavy shield warriors, this number was insignificant compared to their overall strength.
With the heavy shield warriors leading the way, the battle line advanced extremely quickly.
For some reason, Chu Yao and the others have not yet made a move.
Before long, the city walls were teeming with enemy troops, putting immense pressure on the defenders. They dared not relax their vigilance for a moment, lest they be overwhelmed by the enemy. Fortunately, the army had been preparing for a long time and remained calm in the face of the sudden night attack. Boiling water was continuously supplied, and the soldiers formed ranks, gathering massive rolling stones and logs.
On the city wall and its ladders, countless screams rose and fell.
The archers fired wave after wave under command.
bite--
Half of the weapon was frozen solid.
If the enemy general hadn't released his weapon quickly enough, the frost would likely have frozen most of his body along his arm. As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot, and Yun Ce, skilled at seizing opportunities, naturally wouldn't let this chance slip by. He prepared to pierce the man's brow with a single shot, but unexpectedly, the opponent reacted just as quickly, retreating abruptly…
puff!
Before Yun Ce could follow up with another attack, a spearhead pierced through the enemy's heart. The spear's owner swept the spear horizontally, splitting the enemy general in two. The man's face still bore the look of disbelief and astonishment. Clearly, he hadn't sensed anyone behind him.
"Shengmei?"
It was Yang Ying who killed the enemy general in the midst of the chaos.
Strangely, Yun Ce could see Yang Ying but couldn't sense her presence; it was as if she were just a wisp of air. If Yang Ying's strength far surpassed hers, she could indeed perfectly conceal her aura and merge with the world, but her strength was insufficient.
Yang Ying didn't even glance at him. With her weapon in hand, she pushed off the ground and landed on the city wall, sprinting down like a streak of light. Heavy shield warriors were troublesome for ordinary soldiers, but for stronger martial artists, it was just a matter of one or two moves.
Killing a few more enemies will reduce the pressure on the city defenders.
Yun Ce grabbed the corpse of the martial artist from the ground, intending to use it as a makeshift shield, but inadvertently noticed a black tattoo on the back of the man's neck. Although it was only a glimpse, Yun Ce recognized it, because he had one on his own!
Is he a member of his sect?
Yun Ce was greatly alarmed.
For the first time in my life, I felt a corpse burning hot.
As far as he knew, everyone in the sect wore the same tattoo as a mark as a symbol; he had gotten one the year his teacher took him in. Yun Ce was curious about the meaning of the tattoo, and his teacher chuckled and said, "It's a power capable of destroying the world."
[So amazing? Even more amazing than the teacher?]
The teacher nodded kindly and said, "Yes, even more amazing than the teacher; it's beyond the limits of human capability..."
Yun Ce clenched his fist: [A-Ce understands!]
This is to motivate him to cultivate diligently and become a strong person!
Yun Ce's thoughts raced. The unfortunate corpse in his hand, suspected to be a fellow disciple, was already riddled with over a dozen arrows. As for why he didn't recognize this fellow disciple? His teacher had lived for countless years; who knew how many disciples he had taken on? It was normal not to recognize him.
His spear was also rapidly reaping the lives of his enemies.
It was said to be fast, but compared to the enemy on the entire battlefield, it didn't even cause a ripple... After all, it would take several days to capture even 100,000 pigs. Let alone hundreds of thousands of enemies?
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I'm experiencing writer's block, so I'll stop here for now. I'll continue writing to add more. Any extra words will be added free of charge.
PS: It's fixed now.
(End of this chapter)
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