xymnovel Chapter 195 Capture
Chapter 195 Capture
Finally, as the last rays of the setting sun fell like blood on the horizon and gradually sank into endless darkness...
The entire wasteland was tinged with a tragic and solemn atmosphere.
The marks left by the battle have left a deep imprint on this land.
It was as if they wanted to freeze this tragic moment forever in the river of time.
The wasteland was devastated, littered with the corpses of Cangzhou soldiers and broken weapons.
These once vibrant lives have now turned into cold corpses.
Lying quietly on the wasteland, they seem to be telling the story of their past bravery and helplessness.
Their blood stained this land.
Intertwined with the afterglow of the setting sun, it forms a poignant and beautiful picture.
Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo stood side by side.
Their bodies were covered in wounds, and their armor was stained with blood.
Despite being severely wounded, they fought to the death and held their last ground.
Behind them were the remaining hundreds of wounded Cangzhou soldiers.
Although exhausted, the determination and persistence in his eyes remained undiminished.
They gazed at the Silver-feathered Flying Cavalry warriors who still stood tall.
His heart was filled with endless killing intent and helplessness.
The Silver Feather Flying Cavalry swept in like a storm, completely surrounding Tie Shiwen, Jiao Mo, and the others.
They stood in neat rows, their armor stained with blood and dust.
But the light in his eyes was even more dazzling.
Tie Shiwen gripped the spear tightly in his hand, his eyes gleaming with determination.
Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo took a deep breath.
They knew this was their final moment.
They smiled at each other, their eyes filled with calm and relief.
Even if I die here, I will make the enemy pay a heavy price.
"Haha! Brothers, charge with me!"
"Killing one is enough!"
Tie Shiwen took a deep breath and roared loudly.
He then charged headlong into the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry's ranks.
Jiao Mo followed closely behind, brandishing the Jiao Mo Overturning Sea Halberd in his hand.
His heart was filled with endless killing intent and rage.
We must avenge our fallen brothers.
At that moment, the entire wasteland seemed to boil over.
The shouts of battle, the sound of war drums, and the clashing of weapons intertwined to form a tragic war song.
Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo took the lead, wielding their weapons and engaging in a final hand-to-hand combat with the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry.
Each of their strikes was filled with determination and power, as if they wanted to unleash all their anger and resentment on the battlefield.
However, the Silver-feathered Flying Cavalry are not an easy opponent to deal with.
With perfect teamwork and superb combat skills, every attack accurately penetrated the enemy's defenses.
The spear in his hand moved freely across the battlefield like a swarm of silver snakes.
Each thrust took the life of a Cangzhou soldier.
The battle was extremely fierce, with both sides falling one after another.
Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo have fewer and fewer soldiers around them.
With their last ounce of strength, they brandished their weapons and launched a fierce attack on the enemy.
The battle did not stop until the very last moment.
Finally, when the last few Cangzhou soldiers fell under the fierce attack of the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry.
The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo were seriously injured and unable to fight any longer, so they could only kneel in a pool of blood.
His armor was stained with blood, and his face was covered in dust and exhaustion.
"Tie him up, capture him alive!"
Looking at the two exhausted players on the field.
The knight leading the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry, who stood firm all around, remained silent for a moment.
He waved his hand behind him.
A cold command came from the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry.
Several Silver Feather Flying Cavalry warriors stepped forward and tightly bound Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo.
The movements were swift and skillful.
They were not given any chance to resist.
Their eyes revealed helplessness and resentment.
But at this moment they were exhausted and powerless to resist.
The Silver Feather Flying Cavalry warriors who stood firm all around remained silent.
The knight leading the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry slowly walked up to Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo.
He remained silent for a moment, then looked down at the two troublemakers who had caused Qizhou considerable trouble in the past.
A complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
There is the pride of the victor, and also respect for the enemy.
"The winner is king, the loser is a bandit."
"I lost, so what!"
Tie Shiwen gritted his teeth and looked arrogantly at the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry around him.
"The Cangzhou army never fears death."
"Today's battle, though a defeat, was still a glorious one!"
Jiao Mo, standing to the side, also had an arrogant personality, and his eyes flashed with a violent light.
"Ha, now it's your fate."
"Your own words don't count!"
The Silverwing Knights gave them a deep look, then turned and walked back to the battlefield.
"Take them away and keep a close watch on them!"
The knight finally gave the order.
Several Silver Feather Flying Cavalry warriors responded and escorted Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo away.
Their figures gradually disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.
It left behind a devastated battlefield and the corpses of countless Cangzhou soldiers.
It left behind a devastated battlefield and the corpses of countless Cangzhou soldiers.
As night fell.
The Silverfeather Flying Cavalry warriors began clearing the battlefield.
The bodies of the Cangzhou soldiers were buried one by one.
...
Meanwhile, not far from the battlefield where Tie Shiwen's army and the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry were engaged in fierce combat.
In a deep valley in the direction of Duanhun Pass, a troop of several thousand men in platinum armor cavalry quietly appeared.
This cavalry force moved at an extremely fast pace, like an unstoppable torrent.
It surged ceaselessly through the valley, raising dust that obscured the sun.
With a chilling killing intent and unwavering determination, they charged straight into the battlefield.
This cavalryman was dressed in gleaming armor, wore tiger helmets, had long spears at his waist, and carried longbows on his back.
Under the sunlight, the armor on his body shimmered with a dazzling light.
They resembled a group of war gods descending from the sky, inspiring awe and fear.
The warhorses they rode were all exceptional steeds, chosen from among the best.
With its robust physique and swift hooves, it seemed capable of overcoming any obstacle.
At the very front of the procession stood a white-armored war god, wielding a sword and a spear.
He was tall and imposing, with a commanding presence.
The armor was inlaid with dazzling gems, shimmering with a mysterious light.
The long sword in his hand gleamed coldly, as if it could cleave the heavens and the earth; while the long spear was like a dragon emerging from the sea, unstoppable.
Riding his platinum-colored White Tiger King Steed, Baihu led his army at breakneck speed through the valley.
The horses' hooves clattered as they trod on the stone slabs in the valley.
The sound echoed through the empty valley, like the beating of war drums, inspiring the fighting spirit of every soldier.
At this moment, the White Tiger war cavalry was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they had already approached the previous battlefield.
Unfortunately, when the White Tiger war cavalry galloped like a whirlwind to the edge of the battlefield...
The support they were hoping for—the detachment of the Cangzhou army led by Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo—had been completely wiped out.
On the battlefield, only the battle flags raised by the Silver Feather Flying Cavalry warriors and the mounds of graves of Cangzhou soldiers remained.
It seemed to be silently recounting the fierce battle that had just taken place.
The White Tiger was standing on a high ground at the edge of the battlefield, gazing at the smoke-filled, blood-soaked battlefield ahead.
His eyes were filled with anger and resentment.
His White Tiger cavalry was still a step too late.
Unable to arrive in time to support the detachment of the Cangzhou army led by Tie Shiwen and Jiao Mo.
He gripped the White Tiger King Blade tightly in his hand, the blade trembling slightly with rage and emitting a low hum.
His eyes seemed to spit fire, and the raging anger illuminated his resolute face.