xymnovel Chapter 45 Head-on Confrontation
Chapter 45 Head-on Confrontation
"It hurts so much!"
Tang Zhong let out a miserable cry as the Azure Lion Devouring Heaven Blade slashed a deep gash in his abdomen. He endured the pain and spurred his horse backward.
At the same time, two generals from the Daqian camp, without the consent of Daqian's commander-in-chief Shen Zhian, spurred their horses and galloped off, heading straight for Tang Zhong's location.
While it is true that generals must consult with their commander before going into battle, the situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and adaptability is key.
Therefore, in such a critical situation, these two generals would generally not be punished for going to rescue their own general.
"General, the enemy general who reinforced the Yellow Turban rebels this time is truly formidable. Our army can no longer afford to attack their strengths with our weaknesses!"
Seeing that the situation had reached this point, Shen Zhian's deputy general couldn't help but speak up to remind him.
Among the many generals who had served in the Daqian army for so long, Tang Zhong was now the strongest.
But now even Tang Zhong is no match for this enemy general.
Therefore, in this situation, there is absolutely no need to engage in a one-on-one fight with the other party.
Since that's the case, and it seems we can't win by fighting, then we'll have to fight head-on.
The Great Qian Dynasty is now receiving a continuous influx of resources from Qiandu in the rear.
Many of the soldiers this time are battle-hardened veterans who were later added as reinforcements, and their quality is far superior to that of the initial batch!
Therefore, the generals of the Great Qian Dynasty were also planning to fight the Yellow Turban Army in a fair and square battle.
Let these peasant soldiers see what a truly battle-hardened army is like.
"Very well. I will lead the infantry in a frontal charge, while you will lead several capable generals with cavalry to flank them from the side and cut off their retreat. This time, we will show these Yellow Turban rebels what true battle-hardened elites are all about!"
Shen Zhian, standing at the front, nodded. It just so happened that the Prince of Siyan, who had recently come from Qiandu, had brought a contingent of the Qiandu Imperial Guards, along with a batch of logistical equipment.
"Soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty, the heads of the Yellow Turban rebels opposite you are the fruits of your labor. Eliminate them, and I will reward you with a merit. All troops, charge!"
Shen Zhian raised the sword that always hung at his waist, faced behind him, and roared with all his might.
The sunlight slanted down, reflecting off the armor and spears, making them gleam with a cold light.
The war drums thundered, and the morale soared. The soldiers of the Daqian army, holding spears and wearing iron armor, stood tall and proud at the front of the battle.
At the front lines, the generals of the Great Qian and the Yellow Turbans rode tall horses, weapons in hand, staring intently at each other.
The neighing of warhorses and the shouts of soldiers mingled together, forming a tragic symphony.
"kill!"
Suddenly, a bugle call rang out, breaking the tense atmosphere.
At Shen Zhian's signal, the deputy general who had been by his side led several generals and tens of thousands of cavalrymen in a charge.
They charged rapidly towards the Yellow Turban army along the edge of the battlefield.
With these iron cavalry setting an example, tens of thousands of people on the Daqian side, like a dark, gigantic beast, seemed to open its ferocious, bloodthirsty maw as they charged towards the Yellow Turban army in front.
The earth trembled slightly under the heavy footsteps, and arrows rained down from the archers' hands, falling into the enemy ranks and taking away one life after another.
When the weapons clashed, spears and swords sparked fiercely, and the armor clanged and clashed.
Flesh and blood bodies appear so fragile on this cruel battlefield, and life flickers like a candle flame.
"Yellow Turban warriors, follow me and charge!"
At this moment, Qing Shi, facing the Da Qian army, was not to be outdone. Having just defeated the Da Qian army's number one general, Qing Shi was full of imposing momentum, even in the face of the Da Qian army's charge.
He remained unfazed, instead rallying the Yellow Turban army behind him, and charging headlong into the oncoming Daqian army.
Both sides' generals personally took to the battlefield, charging on horseback.
Their every move was imbued with powerful qi, their techniques were fierce, and they displayed superb martial arts skills.
Seeing this, the soldiers on both sides followed suit, charging towards the enemy with reckless abandon.
The army on the Daqian side was mostly composed of elite cavalry and infantry, equipped with sharp swords and fine bows and arrows, wearing gleaming iron armor, and arrayed in neat formation.
At this time, Shen Zhian, a general of the Great Qian Dynasty, was already a powerful general in the Great Qian court.
At this moment, he stood on the central command platform, his eyes sharp, possessing an extraordinary talent for controlling the war.
When the two armies were locked in a fierce battle, Shen Zhian, in the central command, was always able to accurately judge the enemy's movements and make corresponding tactical adjustments.
In comparison, the Yellow Turban Army, a peasant army, was poorly equipped.
Some of them even carried wooden weapons and wore coarse cloth clothes, without the protection of iron armor.
But their eyes were filled with determination and fearlessness.
Although their formation was not as orderly as the imperial army, their fighting spirit was in no way inferior.
They stood tall, shielding themselves from the arrows with their shields, and advanced step by step.
Their shouts were deafening, as if they were venting all the injustice and oppression.
In the moment of close combat, the Daqian army's formation was superb, and their iron armor gleamed in the sunlight.
Although the peasant army was poorly armed, their strength should not be underestimated.
They fiercely attacked the Daqian army with their rudimentary weapons, repelling the enemy time and time again.
"Haha! You old scoundrel, let's fight again!"
Amidst the chaos of battle, Qing Shi spotted Tang Zhong, who was slaughtering Yellow Turban soldiers despite his injuries.
It wasn't that Qing Shi had any objection to Tang Zhong's massacre of the Yellow Turban Army.
The Green Lion had absolutely no feelings towards these Yellow Turban soldiers.
Not to mention that the three brothers of Lion Camel Ridge were originally sent by Confucianists to provide friendly assistance to the Yellow Turbans.
Even if the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge were originally Yellow Turban rebels, their ruthless nature made them a force to be reckoned with.
They would have no pity for these peasant soldiers.
He simply didn't want to see his prey slip away from his grasp.
"Hmph! Yellow Turban rebels, why would I be afraid of you!"
The Green Lion has such a loud voice, and he specifically came looking for Tang Zhong.
Tang Zhong, who was not far from the Green Lion, naturally heard it.
But now that they are on the battlefield, they have no generals on their side who can stop the Green Lion.
Therefore, although he knew he was no match for the Blue Lion, he didn't really want to face him.
But now it would have been better if the Green Lion hadn't come over, since it had already followed his lead.
Then I naturally cannot be afraid of battle.
Currently, on the entire battlefield, only he on the Daqian side can hold back the Azure Lion and prevent him from running amok.
What can we do then?
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it myself.
bump!
The two, who had just finished their duel, faced each other again on the battlefield.
But this time...
"Ding! The combined attack of the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge has been activated!"