Chapter 205 (1/2)
Chapter 205
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
A sharp cry echoed out from the opposite camp. Subsequently, rows of infantry soldiers dashed to the front of the cavalry troops and half-knelt on the ground, ready to strike.
”Fire!”
Swoosh! The long spears pierced through the sky, taking down a group of birds which were flying by. Blood splattered in mid-air as feathers flew everywhere. Before the civilians had time to open their mouths to shout, the flurry of spears dashed towards their direction. Ear-piercing screams reverberated in the air, like a tragic song of despair. The warhorses neighed madly as if they had been possessed.
”Organize your formations! Charge!” Chu Qiao sat on her horse as she stood amidst the battlefield. She raised the silver sword in her hands and dashed out. 5,000 troops from the Xiuli Army followed neatly behind her; none of them hesitated or retreated even though some of them felt fearful.
He Xiao defended Chu Qiao as he stood beside her. Loudly, he shouted, ”Brothers, don't let them get close to the civilians!”
”Charge!” a shout to kill sounded out, stirring up the passion in the soldiers' bloodstreams.
The opposite side was like a vast ocean. As the 5,000 of them dashed over, they were like a small wave, dashing towards their deaths.
Everyone present was stunned, including the civilians of Yan Bei who were pleading for their lives in despair, the troops of Yan Bei watching on from the top of Longyin Pass, the elite troops of Xia, including Zhao Yang himself. No one expected Chu Qiao, who was thoroughly outnumbered, to clash head-on with Zhao Yang's army of 100,000. The opposite side was like a living hell, with the weapons the Xia troops possessed. In that instant, everyone realized Chu Qiao's intentions. This piece of land was a flat, unsheltered piece of land; Chu Qiao did not have any tools to defend. If the Xia troops reached the pass, the civilians would be dragged into the battle. By doing this, she wanted to protect the innocent people behind her.
Zhao Yang was shocked as he went into a daze. Looking at Chu Qiao and the soldiers of the Xiuli Army, who were approaching fast with their swords, his blood started to boil.
”Soldiers! Are you less courageous than a woman?” the Xia marshal shouted loudly, triggering a loud, synchronized warcry from the army of black.
”All forces, prepare to charge!”
”Kill the enemy!” another warcry sounded out swiftly. The sea of grey body armors started to move as the soldiers steadied their warhorses for battle. They streamed towards Chu Qiao's forces like an unstoppable flash flood.
”Split up! Prepare the formations!” Chu Qiao ordered. However, the entire Xiuli Army formed up in one long line to welcome the Xia troops. 5,000 soldiers stood side by side, defending Longyin Pass which was behind them. The warriors were dressed in black body armors, as their red ensign hovered over their heads majestically under the sunlight. They raised their swords with both hands and put it in front of them, using both legs to control their horses. As they saw the large army advancing towards them, their expressions were calm, like stones. This was the craziest way possible to commit suicide!
As the dust flew up into the air, the Xia army advanced closer step by step; the breaths of their warhorses could almost be felt. Boom! Finally, the two armies clashed as a storm broke out. Swords started to make contact with human flesh and other swords, as the battle commenced. The bloodshed had finally begun.
Every soldier experienced a living nightmare as they engaged in close combat with the enemy forces. Their eyes were bloodshot as mountains of corpses piled up on the ground. The atmosphere was deafening. Sounds of horses' hooves, screams, cries of agony, cursing, shouts to kill - together, they composed a whole new tune. As the swords clashed, sparks flew in the air. The wounded did not scream as the battle caused their senses of pain to be numbed.
The ground was a messy sight. As the snow last night had melted, a river of red started to form. Swords were broken; spears were snapped. Eyes were glued shut by the bloodstains, causing soldiers to lose their sense of orientation. Despite this, they only thought of one thing—to kill! To kill everyone in their way, to slash at everything, until every last bit of strength was used up!
The young lady's words before they departed echoed in the warriors' ears once again: The soldier that allows their formation to be breached will become a sinner of the Xiuli Army! Hence, even with no weapons, they leaped onto the enemy, ripping apart their necks with their mouths; even with no horses, they held onto the enemy's horses by their legs, dragging them down.
The battle was intense, sending chills up the people's spines. He Xiao removed his body armor, which proved cumbersome. His eyes were bloodshot as they scanned for his next target. The Xia troops were scared off by his fearless looks, retreating and scampering out of his sight.
The ability of the Xiuli Army to engage in one-to-one combat was unrivaled. The soldiers stood there resolutely like machines that were indefatigable. Despite having an arm and a leg wounded, they were still able to carry on fighting and killing the enemy. The Xia troops were shocked. They were not human. Yes, they were no longer human. They were a group of lunatics, a group of devils.