amaotonovel Chapter 313 The Little Nun 41
Chapter 313 The Little Nun 41
With banners fluttering behind him, Xue Zhen calmly raised his lance, drawing a cold, silver arc in the air.
The war drums suddenly sounded, and the two armies clashed heavily.
At this point, tactics and strategies become ineffective; all that remains is pure, bloody combat and a battle of wits.
Whoever's men become cowardly first, whose troops collapse first, will lose this war.
Tao Pingtian once thought that Xue Zhen would be the loser, but that was only in the past.
When the two behemoths collided heavily, and when he saw that Xue Zhen's army formation was impenetrable, he knew he had made a mistake.
All the previous events were indeed the wrong information Xue Zhen gave him.
His soldiers did not become disloyal for any reason, and for some unknown reason, they became even more courageous.
Nonsense, how could I not be brave?
After Ling Yi took full responsibility for the rebel army's pay, the practice of drinking soldiers' blood became history.
No one could falsify accounts in her presence, and no one dared to seek their future from the heads flying on the flagpole.
Soldiers who had received several full paychecks were already in high spirits. During the pre-battle mobilization, Ling Yi also had Xue Zhen make a promise:
After this war, the world will be at peace, and the soldiers will be allocated land. On top of the basic land allotted to each person, the land will be increased based on the number of soldiers and their military merits!
These words were like a shot of adrenaline to the soldiers.
Ah, the fields!
How long has it been since these soldiers, barely surviving in this chaotic world, heard such words?
If they still had land and could survive, who would be willing to risk their lives begging for food on the battlefield?
Kill! We must kill as many as we can!
It's not just for their own land, but also for the sake of future generations!
If things are like this in Xue Zhen, what about on Tao Pingtian's side?
No one would really believe that a powerful family would look down on dirty money and pay their soldiers their full salaries.
If you leave them 60%, they'll all feel incredibly generous!
With the balance of power shifting, how much combat strength does the Southern Army actually have?
Dealing with bandit rebellions within the territory is certainly no problem, but what about dealing with the ferocious rebel army?
As the sharp blades pierced through the ranks of the Southern Army, the righteous soldiers, their blood and courage surging, were astonished to discover that the Southern Army didn't seem to be as powerful as the legends had suggested.
Their team would need at least three-tenths of its members to break apart.
But the Southern army, with only one-tenth of its troops gone, was no good!
Upon discovering this, the rebel generals were overjoyed and continued fighting without regard for anything else!
Whether or not he can be ennobled depends on this one battle!
The female general, who came from a background as a pig butcher, was all muscle and wielded two large knives with great skill, taking a head with each strike.
The general, who was a blacksmith by trade, had arms as thick as a man's waist, and every time he swung his sledgehammer, there would be one or two crisp sounds of something exploding in the head.
Even so, they were not the bravest men on the battlefield.
The bravest one, with himself as the center and his lance as the radius, had no living person able to get close to him.
Wherever he went, there was only an empty space.
The soldiers following behind could only blindly hack and slash at the enemy soldiers who squeezed in from the side.
Xue Zhen's mask was stained with blood, and he was also hit by arrows shot by an unknown person.
He broke the arrow in half and charged forward with the tip still attached.
His goal was clear from beginning to end: Tao Pingtian in the central army and the banner behind him.
Slaying enemy generals and capturing their flags was a tried-and-true method for demoralizing enemy troops in cold weapon warfare.
Tao Pingtian felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Xue Zhen pounce on him like a tiger descending a mountain.
If such a fierce beast were to approach him, would he still have a chance of survival?
Holding the spear in his hand, he felt a chill run down his spine.
But the pride that had been hidden beneath his pampered life, belonging to the general, finally broke through the soil at this moment.
"You brat Xue Zhen, how dare you look down on me like that!"
He raised his spear high and, surrounded by his personal guards, charged toward Xuezhen.
The commander's fighting spirit instantly boosted the morale of the somewhat demoralized central army, and Xue Zhen's charging warhorse seemed to slow down under their suddenly enhanced combat power.
But that's just an illusion.
How could ordinary people possibly stop him from moving forward?
Xue Zhen gazed at Tao Pingtian in the distance, his eyes narrowing slightly beneath his mask. He changed his stance from swinging to thrusting with his lance, lifting a man high into the air and hurling him heavily towards him.
The corpse flew more than ten meters with the enormous force, smashing open a space in front of Tao Pingtian.
This blatant provocation caused the Southern army's morale to falter once again.
Seeing this, Tao Pingtian knew that now was no time for hesitation.
He looked around and saw his sons scattered under the protection of their guards, running towards the edge of the battlefield. He sighed.
"Xue Zhen, you brat, fight me!"
The nearly fifty-year-old general twisted his waist, sending his spear flying and piercing the neck of an enemy soldier before charging towards Xuezhen.
The moment the two generals clashed, their spears and lances collided heavily.
In that brief collision, the outcome was decided instantly.
Just as he had eliminated every enemy before him, Xue Zhen's lance struck Tao Pingtian's weapon heavily to the ground, lifting his body high into the air.
"The commander is dead! Surrender and you will not be killed!"
Tao Pingtian is dead! Surrender and you will not be killed!
The crimson sun rose on the horizon at that moment, the Tao banner crashed down, and the Southern army collapsed like a tidal wave.
Far from the battlefield, Ling Yi pressed her head to the ground, listening to the rumbling footsteps approaching, and smiled.
At this moment, the campfire in front of her had gone out, with only wisps of black smoke rising.
"coming!"
She suddenly stood up, picked up the spear stuck in the ground, and pointed it straight ahead.
Smoke rose in the direction she pointed, her spear slashed down heavily, and arrows shot through the air.
Tao Yi watched as his personal guards fell from their horses amidst arrows, his heart aching as if being torn apart.
He never imagined that a war he was certain to win would turn out like this, and that his beloved father would even die in the war.
At this moment, the guards around him were his only remaining armed force.
If someone else were to destroy it, he would truly have no chance of making a comeback!
His brothers, no longer restrained by their father, would not care about anything else and would definitely kill him first, as a potential rival for their positions.
But now is not the time to think about all that.
Only the living are worthy of coveting power; only by surviving can one think about the future!
"Don't linger, break out!"
Seeing the dense crowd waiting there, he felt heavy-hearted and gave a loud order.
When Ling Yi saw him, she narrowed her eyes.
What a coincidence, I've run into you here again.
Pulling down her visor, she spurred her warhorse, which slammed into the charging rout like a heavy hammer.