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Chapter 150: Zhan Tianyue (Part Six)
The members of the Three Hundred Dragon Hall faced off against the hundreds of thousands of troops from Goryeo. Despite the formidable skills of the Dragon Hall members, they found themselves on the narrow city walls, and the Koryo Soldiers, who had begun to fear their tactics, still did not believe that the Three Hundred Dragon Hall could achieve ultimate victory. The disparity in numbers was simply too great, making it clear that both sides were not even on the same level.
"Charge! As long as we can hold out until my Goryeo Army arrives, this small group won't even be enough to fill the gaps for our experts!"
With a sweeping glance at the dust rising in the northeast, Goryeo Prince Jin Zhengyang spoke with gritted teeth. His fierce expression made every Koryo Soldier understand their master's determination, igniting a shared animosity towards the enemy. They quickly formed an orderly line, creating a formation with shield bearers in front, spearmen behind, and archers at the rear—an arrangement typical for two armies facing each other—as they advanced step by step towards the members of the Three Hundred Dragon Hall.
Standing in the center of the city wall, surrounded by Koryo Soldiers pressing in from both sides, the Dragon Hall members found themselves at a loss for what to do. They all turned to Ye Huan for guidance. One bald-headed member even approached Ye Huan and quietly asked, "Young Master, what should we do?"
Fixing his gaze on the shiny head, Ye Huan recalled that this member of the Dragon Hall was named Yang Guangyao, which meant "Glorious Ancestor." As one of the older members of Dragon Hall and possessing fourth-level martial artist strength, he held considerable prestige within their ranks. During a training session, Yang Guangyao had once mishandled a firebomb; after pulling off its safety ring, he examined it closely and ended up singeing all his hair off, becoming a complete bald man—a memory that left a deep impression on Ye Huan.
Disregarding the massive army before them, Ye Huan smiled and replied, "What? Are you afraid of such a small number?"
"Impossible! Back when we followed you, we stormed through camps with millions of troops. What does this little group count for?"
Hearing Ye Huan's teasing tone, Yang Guangyao unconsciously relaxed and boasted loudly enough for nearby Koryo Soldiers to hear. This immediately caused chaos among their ranks; whispers spread like wildfire throughout the assembled Koryo Soldiers.
In just a few seconds, even Jin Zhengyang caught wind of this news. His expression turned awkward as he involuntarily recalled that New Year's Eve when Sovereign Xuan Ziming of the Southern Xiongnu Empire had retreated overnight. He couldn't help but speculate whether this was true or not. The idea of hundreds infiltrating an army of millions seemed unrealistic to him. However, observing Ye Huan's subordinates' actions revealed they indeed possessed the strength to take on many foes alone, leaving him uncertain about how to assess the validity of this information.
After hesitating for a while and noticing that almost all the Koryo Soldiers were too intimidated to act upon learning that this group had once infiltrated the camp of the Southern Xiongnu Empire's million-strong army, Jin Zhengyang calmly stepped forward. This immediately caught the attention of Ye Huan, who was whispering instructions to Yang Guangyao.
As he approached the members of the Dragon Hall, Ye Huan saw that as the Koryo Soldiers parted to make way, the newcomer turned out to be a man barely five feet five inches tall. While he did not underestimate him, he also did not regard him with undue respect. Instead, he stood calmly in place, choosing not to speak first.
Standing in front of two Shield Soldiers at the forefront of the Koryo Soldiers, Jin Zhengyang did not dare to advance further. After sizing up Ye Huan for a couple of seconds, he adopted a princely demeanor and proclaimed loudly, "I am Jin Zhengyang, Prince of Goryeo! Who are you to dare ascend the walls of my Goryeo? Have you eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard?!"
Goryeo's walls?!
The members of the Three Hundred Dragon Hall heard Jin Zhengyang's words clearly and nearly raised their weapons. However, Ye Huan, perhaps due to his calm state as a Cultivator, remained silent until the atmosphere fell into complete stillness. Only then did he slowly speak, his tone steady and devoid of any agitation. Yet his words sent a collective shiver through the Koryo Soldiers as he stated, "I am Ye Huan. I destroyed the palace of the Southern Xiongnu Empire and led people to invade their million-strong army. As for this Tianyue City, it does not belong to your Goryeo; it belongs to us Huaxia."
In today's Jiuzhou, who didn't know the weight those two words 'Ye Huan' carried? A summoner capable of calling forth the Desert Eagle, a summoner who had destroyed half of the Southern Xiongnu Empire's palace unscathed, and one who had slain the previous leader of Dragon Hall, a Ninth Level Warrior!
Knowing Ye Huan's impressive track record inevitably filled many Koryo Soldiers with fear as they looked at him. Even Jin Zhengyang was no exception. The stark contrast between their initial disbelief in Dragon Hall's ability to win and their current fear was evident. No one paid attention to Ye Huan's last statement about Tianyue City; they clearly avoided addressing it.
It was no surprise; after all, bandits are bandits. For them to stand tall and speak with conviction would be harder than climbing to the heavens—especially when facing someone with such terrifying strength. Naturally, Jin Zhengyang resorted to stalling tactics, hoping to buy even a second until professional experts from Goryeo arrived. Otherwise, just hearing Ye Huan's name had already robbed him of any courage to continue fighting; let alone his soldiers.
The thought was good; Ye Huan could see why Jin Zhengyang remained silent and felt no urgency himself. Instead, he pulled out a pile of various grenades from his Spatial Ring. The clattering sound as they hit the ground shocked the Koryo Soldiers who witnessed it.
Ignoring their astonished gazes, members of Dragon Hall stepped forward. Besides the Remington M870 shotgun that Ye Huan had just given out, each person took two different grenades. Their movements were so coordinated that even Jin Zhengyang had never seen anything like it in any army. Fortunately for him, he wouldn't have to envy them for long; a group of fast horses was charging towards them from the northeast—about a hundred men clad in martial robes with narrow long swords at their waists. The sound of hoofbeats echoed clearly in everyone's ears atop the city walls.
Upon seeing these newcomers, Jin Zhengyang—who had been continuously pressured by Ye Huan—suddenly felt invigorated and unconsciously smiled. Ye Huan noticed this clearly and wondered if Goryeo's professionals had finally arrived; otherwise, how could an ordinary person elicit such a smile from a Goryeo Prince?
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