klisemfg Chapter 390 The news of the defeat at Yunzhou Camp has arrived; Lu Ting'en makes a desperate ga
Chapter 390 The news of the defeat at Yunzhou Camp has arrived; Lu Ting'en makes a desperate ga
Xiaguan City, East Gate.
"Die! Or surrender!"
On the east gate tower, a long sword with a lotus fragrance was pressed against the neck of the Right Guard Commander, the cold blade making the robust man tremble uncontrollably.
"You...you are Baili Dongjun?" The Right Guard Commander asked, his facial muscles twitching.
Baili Dongjun glanced at the scattered and fleeing Right Guard soldiers a few times, and snorted coldly:
"That's right, I am Baili Dongjun, whom you are trying to capture alive!"
The Right Guard Commander shuddered. He could hardly believe that this handsome young man had rendered his more than a thousand soldiers incapable of fighting with just one move.
That sword strike, bursting with flames, echoed with the cry of a phoenix in the heavens!
Before he could even resist, he was so terrified by the unparalleled sword intent that he was unable to move and fell straight off his warhorse!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! The intelligence said... you're only at the Vajra Mortal Realm, and all you know is a crude sword technique like the Nineteen Forms of Embroidered Sword... how could you..."
Cold sweat dripped down the commander's iron armor. He was born and raised in the military and had never seen the prowess of the world's top martial artists!
"Dongjun, why are you wasting your breath talking to him? If it were me, he would have been hanging on the city wall long ago!"
Sikong Changfeng, with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, spoke with obvious impatience.
Baili Dongjun ignored Sikong Changfeng and did not kill the enemy who came from the east gate.
Although Xi Chu Jian Ge was powerful, Bai Li Dong Jun only used his sword energy to disperse the attacking troops, and even the soldiers at the very front were only injured by the shock.
"My grandfather told me since I was a child that killing the enemy in battle is not the most effective method; the best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting!"
"They are human too. The attack on Snow Moon City was ordered by that tyrannical emperor Xiao Chongjing. Lu Ting'en and others were merely carrying out the imperial order. We have the ability to kill all these soldiers, but that would only increase the bloodshed!"
Upon hearing this, Qianhu's previously gloomy heart suddenly felt a glimmer of life.
The legendary Baili Dongjun was not only a master swordsman, but also kind-hearted and righteous.
He was nothing like the arrogant and domineering figure some of his comrades described, who called him "the little tyrant of Qiandong City."
Thinking of this, the commander stopped insisting and knelt down on the ground, timidly saying, "I am willing to surrender... but I have a request!"
Upon hearing this, Yin Luoxia scoffed, "Hmph, what kind of request does a defeated general dare to make?!"
After she finished speaking, she flicked her wrist, and an exquisite hidden sword appeared in her palm.
"Fairy sister, stop! Let him finish speaking," Baili Dongjun said, raising his hand to stop him.
The commander bowed his head and knelt before Baili Dongjun, pleading, "Young hero, please release my personal guards. They are brothers who have risked their lives with me. I will bear the consequences of killing or dismembering them. Please, young hero, show them mercy and spare their lives!"
Baili Dongjun nodded slightly, put away Bu Ranchen, and handed the Qianhu over to the City Lord's Pavilion disciples.
He then turned to Sikong Changfeng and Yin Luoxia and said, "The Yunzhou army can't possibly only have this many men. Perhaps Lu Ting'en's main force is already on its way!"
"There's no need to worry about Ximen with my cousin there. If Lu Ting'en leads the main force to attack, we probably won't be able to hold them off for long. Besides, there are still refugees in the city..."
Sikong Changfeng tossed the grass stalk out of his mouth and looked southwest, saying somewhat casually, "Lu Ting'en can be called a famous general of our time, but Dongjun, have you forgotten that there is another general in the world who is far superior to Lu Ting'en!"
Upon hearing this, Yin Luoxia lightly tapped her pearly teeth and chuckled, "Hehe, that's right! He is indeed the grandfather of Junior Uncle Baili, the world-renowned God of Slaughter, Marquis Zhenxi!"
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As dawn broke, Lu Ting'en, who had been waiting for half an hour for the military report, was extremely anxious.
Inside the large tent, Lu Ting'en, fully armored, gripped the hilt of his sword and paced back and forth.
After the crushing defeat in the Battle of Yunzhou City, Lu Ting'en staked almost everything on Snow Moon City.
He understood that if he could capture Snow Moon City and take Baili Dongjun, the only grandson of Baili Luochen, in this battle, then all the previous defeats and humiliations could be washed away.
Even if he went to the Zichen Palace in Tianqi City, he could still offset his merits and demerits with Xiao Chongjing and retain his position as the military governor of Yunzhou.
Just then, there was a noise at the gate outside the tent.
After a series of hurried footsteps, Lu Ting'en rushed out of the tent upon hearing the sound!
But what greeted him was a panicked squad leader, his clothes disheveled.
The sergeant, upon seeing Lu Ting'en, immediately knelt down and pleaded, "General... General, Snow Moon City is full of monsters! All our brothers from the Left Guard have been scattered, and there's this young man covered in deadly poison who killed a commander with a single blow..."
Lu Ting'en was struck dumb, standing there in disbelief for a long time!
When he first arrived at the border army camp, his deputy, Mingming, confidently reported to him that everything was going smoothly.
The platoon leader who had fled back to the camp was still lying on the ground recounting his experiences in Snowmoon City, but all Lu Ting'en could hear was a sharp ringing in his ears...
"Take him to the quartermaster's office for recuperation. And pass on my order: all officers of a thousand rank or above must immediately assemble at the central command tent!"
As soon as the platoon leader was pulled up by the two halberd bearers, Lu Ting'en added in a low voice, "Everyone except me, pretend you didn't hear what he said. If anyone leaks the news and disrupts morale, don't blame the ruthless military law!"
Lu Ting'en tried hard to restrain himself. He still had 10,000 Divine Steeds under his command, as well as more than 7,000 elite border troops that had not yet been dispatched.
"If Baili Luochen doesn't intervene, this battle will continue..."
He pondered to himself, then turned and entered the camp.
Before long, the generals assembled.
Lu Ting'en steadied himself and sat upright at the command desk, before him were still the topographical map and the defense map of Snow Moon City brought back by the border scouts.
He surveyed his generals and said in a deep voice, "It is now past the hour of Yin (3-5 AM). The Jumping Army and the Left and Right Guards have already broken through the east and west gates of Snowmoon City. All generals, listen to my command!"
"I will personally lead 4,000 men of the Divine Steed Battalion to attack the West Gate. The Infantry Deputy General will lead 3,000 men each to attack the North and South Gates from behind. The two commanders of the Divine Steed Battalion, Xiang and Li, will each lead their cavalry to support the two flanks. We will immediately assemble the army and set off. We must capture Snow Moon City at 2:45 AM!"
"If any martial artists from the Jianghu try to obstruct us, order the archers and guards with feathered crossbows to shoot them down with powerful crossbows. They must not hinder our army's attack on the city!"
"All troops must attack without fail!"
The crowd below the command table immediately stood up: "We obey the general's orders!"
After receiving their orders, the generals quickly left the main tent to prepare their respective troops.
Inside the main tent, Lu Ting'en put away the map on the general's desk and put it into his bosom, and said with a wry smile, "My esteemed ancestors of Dali, please bless me, Lu Ting'en, with a great victory in this battle, and ensure the stability of our Dali kingdom!"
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Dust filled the Yunzhou military camp, and men and horses neighed.
Lu Ting'en mounted his warhorse and led the most elite Divine Steed Cavalry at breakneck speed toward Snow Moon City.
No one noticed that on a hill four or five miles behind the Yunzhou camp, a troop of light cavalry, their armor gleaming with blood and their banners flashing, was rapidly approaching the Yunzhou camp!
The two riders at the front are the most conspicuous!
One was a middle-aged general with a slight beard and a resolute gaze;
One was a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, galloping on horseback!
The young man carried an ancient longsword on his back, with a black and white tai chi symbol inlaid on the hilt. He was none other than Ye Dingzhi, who had previously accomplished the great feat of being the first to scale the walls, slay a general, and seize a flag in Yunzhou City!
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