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The night was like the gaping mouth of a demon, and the camp of the Xu Zhen team resembled a flickering flame of life, ready to be extinguished at any moment. The enemy cavalry surged like an angry tide of beasts, thundering down from the hillside! The Rouran Cavalry patrolling the perimeter had already been shot down, unable to sound the alarm before being trampled into a pulp!
Although the Salarian warriors were always on guard, they were caught off guard as the enemy's warhorses crashed through their front tents, flattening both the tents and the brave warriors who had no time to escape!
"Repel the enemy!" Gao He Shu suddenly leaped onto his horse, wielding his curved blade, leading dozens of brothers to charge head-on. Yin Zong and Ulyet also commanded their men to counterattack, like giant ships breaking through turbulent waves, cleaving through the enemy's iron tide before engaging in chaotic combat!
Murong Xiao clenched his fist, feeling a smooth white pebble in his palm. The markings he had made with stones on the ground were only halfway done. He had read the classics of the Han People and knew about enduring hardships for future gains. However, he held great disdain for Gou Jian. In this world, one should indulge in pleasures and grievances, drink the strongest wine, ride the best horses, and sleep with the most beautiful women; even if one dies, it should be in a glorious manner!
Yet it was only after he crawled out of the grave that he realized how much he longed for life, even if it meant living like a dog while maintaining a faint breath!
He finally understood that the grasslands belonged to the wolf packs, but those who lived longest were often the old oxen that toiled away, eating grass and pulling carts while frequently being whipped!
Along his journey, he endured humiliation and disguised himself as foolishness to feign weakness, ultimately causing the enemy to let their guard down. He secretly planted various hidden markers without much hope but was surprised when Murong Clan's team caught up with him!
This team consisted of elite members from his tribe who had been harassing Tang troops near Liangzhou. They were planning to retreat northwest to regroup with the main force when they discovered traces left behind by Xu Zhen's camp and found Murong Xiao's markers!
They had long forgotten about Murong Xiao's death but were astonished that he was still alive!
In their eyes, only Xu Zhen and her nearly one hundred Rouran People posed a threat; they considered the Salar Tribe merely sheep herders and hunters, hardly worth fearing. However, the imagined slaughter did not unfold as expected!
Whether it was Rouran People or Salarian warriors, after searching across the vast grasslands for so long, they had built up an unnameable anger. Following the chaos of being suddenly attacked, they quickly launched a decisive and powerful counterattack!
Xu Zhen gripped her long knife tightly and first helped Li Mingda onto a horse while Zhou Cang protected him closely. Only then did she mount her own steed. As she set off, she tightened the reins on her Azure Wind Antelope gifted by Sili from Salar Tribe. The creature reared up with a loud neigh and kicked off powerfully with its hind legs, sending Xu Zhen into the enemy ranks!
A Tuguhun Barbarian roared as he charged forward. Using his horse's momentum, he swung his curved blade down at her. Xu Zhen took a deep breath and galloped past him; her long knife clashed against his weapon with a sharp sound, knocking it away. She turned around and struck again, opening a gaping wound on his back as blood sprayed forth—his cheek felt warm from it!
The Azure Wind Antelope hesitated slightly as another tall enemy approached from her left side, thrusting a spear towards her ribs like a venomous snake striking out!
Xu Zhen yanked on her horse's reins and slashed diagonally with her long knife; his spear was cleanly severed by her sharp blade. With a squeeze of her horse's belly, Azure Wind Antelope surged forward. She swung back with another strike; startled by her speed, the Barbarian attempted to block with half of his spear but was met with Xu Zhen ’s blade that cleaved through both his weapon and half of his head!
No modern person could adapt so quickly to the chaos of close combat in ancient warfare. Although Xu Zhen possessed strong mental fortitude and had experienced life-and-death battles before, she still struggled to remain calm. Her mind went blank; all she saw were fierce enemies with twisted faces, only bloodshed filled her vision along with images of her brothers falling one by one. Her survival instincts continuously pushed her potential forward as she wielded her long knife to continue killing!
Amidst flames and blood spraying everywhere, a Cold Arrow suddenly shot towards her but merely left a mark on her Red Armor. Xu Zhen turned sharply; her eyes filled with feral ferocity as she charged at an enemy who was frantically drawing back their bow.
At this moment, Xu Zhen was covered in blood with multiple injuries on her arms and thighs; yet she felt no pain at all—or rather, there was no time for pain because if she let herself get distracted for even a moment, she could very well die amidst the chaos. This realization came from countless injuries sustained in battle!
She could not estimate how many enemies there were; it was then that she understood how difficult it was to be a valiant general. Her throwing knives could not be used due to their weight—she hadn’t even brought any crossbows—so she continued to swing her long knife almost numbly again and again.
Thanks to this Mysterious Longsword, sharp and resilient, the Tuguhun produced various minerals, and its blacksmithing skills were equally impressive. The quality of the curved blades crafted during this time was commendable, yet none could compare to the longsword wielded by Xu Zhen. At least those who had been struck down by her could not be compared!
Gripping the hilt tightly, he charged once more into the enemy ranks!
The fierce battle ahead was brutal and bloody, with the sound of blades scraping against bones, the desperate wails of the wounded, and the chaotic cries of men and horses blending together. The sweet stench of blood mixed with the odor of excrement from dying warriors filled the air, transforming the camp into a simple composition of blood and mud, blades and fire, life and death in a matter of moments!
Old Groom trembled as he crouched behind a supply cart. In his youth, he had been a warrior of Salar and had slain many Bandits. However, now he lacked both the strength and courage to wield a blade, even though his curved sword lay beneath the grain sacks in the cart!
After hesitating for a long time, he heard a familiar cry. Following the sound, he saw his nephew trampled by chaotic hooves; the sound abruptly ceased!
His bloodlust was finally ignited. He drew out the curved sword from beneath the grain sack and prepared to charge forward. However, he felt a chill behind him. As he turned around, he saw a face that was all too familiar!
It was an extremely dirty face, with deeply sunken cheeks, dark circles under the eyes, and cracked white lips. Yet this person's eyes were filled with vitality, as if a force akin to rebirth surged forth from within!
Wasn't this Murong Xiao, whom Old Groom had cursed and enslaved every day?
"What..."
Before Old Groom could speak, Murong Xiao had already thrust a broken piece of wood into the belly of the horseman. The jagged end tore through his intestines and struck his spine, becoming irretrievably lodged!
Murong Xiao embraced Old Groom's head as if holding onto a brother who had been his only companion. His knee slammed down with all his might onto the broken wood; the horseman's spine cracked audibly as the wood pierced through his back, emerging coated in thick blood and flesh!
Old Groom's eyes widened as he coughed up blood foam but did not die. The last remnants of a Prairie Warrior's spirit erupted within him as he bit down hard on Murong Xiao's shoulder, tearing away a chunk of flesh like a demon!
Murong Xiao's lips twitched as if his body was no longer his own; he felt no pain because he had endured far worse suffering before—what was there to fear from biting?
In anger, he tried to seize the sword but found Old Groom's hands clamped around it as if forged from iron. With a twist of his wrist, Old Groom’s frail hand snapped at an impossible angle; finally free to grasp the sword, Murong Xiao watched as Old Groom's head rolled away, still clutching a piece of flesh in his mouth!
Murong Xiao concealed the sword and moved faster with each step; he felt lighter and stronger as if the blood of enemies fueled him with endless power. The fire of vengeance awakened all his latent potential!
A Salar Cavalryman charged in on horseback, leaning down to strike but was evaded by Murong Xiao who sidestepped gracefully. With a swift slash of his curved sword, he sliced open half of the Salarian's thigh!
The Salarian fell from his horse just as Murong Xiao followed up with a decisive blow to sever his head. He then mounted a warhorse and scanned his surroundings until he finally locked onto Xu Zhen's position!
Like a ghoul emerging from a grave, he rode forth on horseback and seized a spear embedded in a fallen horse’s corpse. Using the momentum from his steed, he hurled it toward Xu Zhen with great force!
At that moment, Xu Zhen was engaged in combat with a Barbarian and remained oblivious to the danger approaching from behind. The spear flew through the air, aimed directly at her back!
However, at that moment, a sharp scream erupted from the flank: "Watch out!"
Xu Zhen instinctively turned her head and saw Caesar, whom she had not had the chance to notice since the battle began, galloping towards her and blocking her rear. She forcefully swept her dual blades upward, causing her spear to fly off course, grazing Caesar's shoulder and whizzing past Xu Zhen's temple!
Murong Xiao snorted in anger but did not linger in battle. He urged his horse into the Murong Clan's Riding Team, shouting in Turkic Language. The cavalry recognized their Cavalry Captain's voice, their morale soaring and spirits lifted!
Having narrowly escaped death, Xu Zhen cast a grateful glance at Caesar, who immediately turned and charged back into the fray. Seeing the chaos intensifying on the battlefield, she realized that if things continued this way, her brothers would surely be slaughtered by the enemy. Gritting her teeth, she forced her horse through the enemies along the way and rushed back to the camp, raising the Xu Flag and loudly commanding, "Fall back down the slope! Fall back down the slope!"
Zhou Cang protected Li Mingda, while Gao He Shu and Ulyet were among the fiercest in killing enemies. Both understood the importance of military orders; if they could not act in unison, it would lead to massive casualties. They immediately directed their respective troops to follow Xu Zhen's banner down the slope!
The Murong Clan had already taken advantage of their surprise attack to claim dozens of lives from Xu Zhenbu. After a chaotic battle, they had beheaded countless foes. With Murong Xiao's appearance, morale surged as they saw hope for completely annihilating Xu Zhenbu. Seeing Xu Zhenbu retreating, they shouted and charged forward like a tidal wave!
Xu Zhen's team took advantage of their downhill momentum and raced into the open ground at the bottom of the slope. The two sides slowly began to separate amidst the chaos. Xu Zhen's horses had rested and were relatively faster, creating a distance of several dozen steps from their pursuers.
Seeing that they could not catch up, Murong Xiao immediately shouted an order: "Fire! Fire!"
His voice was full of vigor, brimming with sickly excitement and agitation. The cavalry was invigorated by his command and began to shoot arrows. Hundreds of Feathered Arrows fell like a rain of locusts, and behind them, the Salarian forces fell one after another like peeling onions!
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