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Lu Yong felt a tightness in his chest; it was clear that they had been discovered by the enemy. Without hesitation, he shouted, "Brothers, charge!"
As soon as his words left his mouth, the soldiers surged forward like tigers descending a mountain, rushing into battle. The tribespeople reacted with remarkable agility; upon hearing the commotion, they almost instantly grabbed their weapons—whether sharp long knives or powerful bows—and aimed them at the approaching enemy.
In an instant, the air was filled with the sounds of battle cries, and both sides engaged in a fierce struggle for survival. Given that their previous attacks had gone smoothly and that this assault was under the cover of night, Lu Yong's forces were not particularly large. However, facing such intense resistance, a sense of unease began to creep into his mind.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before the battle reached a stalemate. Watching the brutal scene unfold before him, Lin Feng furrowed his brow, feeling a deep sense of frustration. According to the intelligence he had gathered earlier, this tribe's forces should not have been so numerous. Yet now it appeared that their actual numbers exceeded a thousand, which was a stark contradiction to the reports.
At this moment, Lu Yong was exhausted after a night of relentless fighting. In a moment of carelessness, an arrow whistled through the air and struck him directly. With a dull thud, the arrowhead embedded itself deep in his shoulder. Lu Yong let out a muffled groan and staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Seeing this situation unfold, Lin Feng realized that things were dire. He quickly waved to the remaining troops behind him, signaling them to charge into the fray for support. Without delay, he took the lead, wielding his sword like a flash of lightning as he plunged into the enemy ranks.
With Lin Feng and his troops joining the fray, the previously stagnant battlefield suddenly shifted in their favor. Lin Feng's swordsmanship was fierce; each strike came like a sudden storm, making it difficult for the enemies to defend themselves. The soldiers he brought were equally brave and unstoppable.
In no time at all, the tide began to turn against the tribespeople. Finally, after an arduous battle, Lin Feng made his way back to Lu Yong's side. At that moment, Lu Yong was tending to his wound; fortunately, the arrowhead was not poisoned; otherwise, it could have cost him his life.
With the fighting just concluded and the physician only able to provide basic treatment for his injury, Lin Feng ordered his men to clean up the battlefield before leading his troops back to their main camp.
When everyone finally arrived at the main camp, Lin Feng immediately instructed his subordinates to tend to the wounds of the injured Lu Yong. At this moment, the sky was gradually brightening. Despite feeling a bit weary after a sleepless night, Lin Feng forced himself to stay alert and address the upcoming matters.
Just then, a soldier stationed outside hurried in to report. The soldier knelt on one knee and clasped his fists in salute, saying, "Reporting to the General!"
Lin Feng couldn't help but yawn widely and then asked weakly, "What is it?"
"General, General Mardu and his team have returned," the soldier replied loudly.
"Oh? Quickly let them in." Upon hearing this, Lin Feng instantly perked up.
Before long, Mardu strode into the tent with Yang Hu and Li Zhao closely following behind. The three looked travel-worn but wore expressions of excitement on their faces.
Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly asked, "How did it go? Was the operation successful?"
Mardu could hardly contain his joy and replied excitedly, "Reporting to the General, everything went very smoothly! Moreover, we have gained quite a lot this time!"
Hearing this news, Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction and smiled as he praised, "Haha, that's wonderful! General Mardu has made great contributions this time; it is indeed a blessing for our army!"
After a moment of thought, Lin Feng continued, "Everyone has worked hard through the night. Relay my orders: let all the Brave Soldiers rest for a day to regain their strength. Tomorrow morning, we will set out again for battle!"
Mardu immediately responded respectfully, "Understood, General!" With that, he turned and exited the tent.
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