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Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Three: The Collapse of the Army, Seizing Anyone in Sight
For someone whose heart is filled only with fear, the negotiation often begins with them already at a disadvantage. This was vividly illustrated in the case of Goryeo Prince Jin Zhengyang. Watching Ye Huan approach him step by step after unleashing inhuman strength, Jin Zhengyang felt that the smile on Ye Huan's face was more terrifying than a death warrant. Ye Huan had stated he wanted to talk to this prince, leaving Jin Zhengyang feeling trapped—he wanted to flee but dared not move, forced to stand there obediently.
As the distance between them closed little by little, it was not just the two parties involved who noticed the scene that stirred their emotions. Members of Dragon Hall and Koryo soldiers alike witnessed an astonishing sight: a Goryeo Prince standing at barely five feet five inches tall facing Ye Huan, who towered over him at six feet tall. The stark contrast became undeniable as they stood face to face, resembling an adult standing next to a child—there was simply no comparison. It created a subtly bizarre visual sensation, as if whatever Ye Huan said was beyond question.
In this atmosphere of astonishment, playing the role of the adult, Ye Huan knew that Jin Zhengyang would not speak first under such circumstances. So he boldly posed a simple and direct question: "Jin Zhengyang, I just want to ask you one thing—who does Tianyue City belong to?"
The question struck right at Jin Zhengyang's most difficult point. Standing just a meter away, Ye Huan was right in front of him. If he answered that Tianyue City belonged to Goryeo, his life would be forfeit at the hands of the Dragon Hall member known as 'White Impermanence.' But if he claimed it belonged to Huaxia Nation, then his dignity as a prince would be utterly lost in front of hundreds of thousands of Koryo soldiers on those city walls. Both options were fraught with peril, leaving Jin Zhengyang in a dilemma.
After hesitating for quite some time, it was unclear where Jin Zhengyang found the courage within his five-foot-five frame, but he finally made up his mind to uphold his dignity as a Goryeo prince and declared, "This city wall used to belong to Huaxia Nation; now it belongs to us Goryeo!"
As soon as he spoke those words, he cast aside his inner burdens and breathed a sigh of relief, meeting Ye Huan's gaze without fear.
"Belongs to you Goryeo?" A hint of disdain flashed across Ye Huan's face. He had two parts admiration for Jin Zhengyang; if he hadn’t been able to say such words, Ye Huan might have thrown him off the city wall right then and there. However, facts remained unchanged: Tianyue City was originally Huaxia Nation's territory, and no amount of Jin Zhengyang's sophistry could alter that reality. Therefore, when Ye Huan spoke again, there was no trace of politeness left: "According to your logic, whoever conquers Tianyue City owns it. So I can tell you now that Tianyue City does not belong to you Goryeo; it belongs to us Huaxia!"
As soon as Ye Huan finished speaking, the Flame Sun Sword—previously vanished—reappeared in his hand, pointing skyward. Then came Ye Huan's furious roar as he issued the final command for Dragon Hall members: "Kill!!!"
In a flash of golden light, with the Flame Sun Sword in hand, Ye Huan charged like a wolf into a flock of sheep. In an instant, he easily severed the heads of several figures who appeared to be commanders before retreating effortlessly. With Ye Huan’s command echoing through the air, all three hundred members of Dragon Hall erupted into action—flashes and smoke filled the air as grenades were hurled while they wielded shotguns and donned anti-glare glasses. To put it in modern terms: they seized anyone they could find…
The sound of the Remington M870 shotgun echoed, and with each shot, several lives of the Koryo Soldiers were taken at close range. The ordinary Koryo Soldiers, hindered by the narrow city walls, could not coordinate effectively. Moreover, the disparity in weaponry was too great for them to inflict any damage on the members of Dragon Hall in such a short time. Most of them either fell victim to gunfire after being blinded by flashbangs or were left weeping uncontrollably from tear gas, creating a one-sided battle that was clearly visible to the two hundred thousand troops still a hundred meters away.
Under the banner of Hellhound, a Goryeo general named Park Jae-hyo, clad in silver heavy armor and mounted on a black horse, coldly gazed at the city walls. He contemplated whether to assist. After a long pause, as the aging face of the Goryeo Emperor flashed through his mind while he stared at the words "Tianyue City," a hint of ruthless determination crossed his face as he issued a single command: retreat!
The Goryeo Emperor had two sons; his eldest son, Jin Zhengyang, was inside Tianyue City, while his youngest son was not yet six years old. If Jin Zhengyang were to die, it was clear that the military leaders holding power would take control. Unfortunately for them, Park Jae-hyo was one of those leaders.
The approaching two hundred thousand Goryeo troops understood Park Jae-hyo's intentions. However, none of them were foolish enough to pave their way through this inferno with their bodies to reinforce Tianyue City. Instead, they chose to heed Park Jae-hyo's orders and slowly retreated. This scene demoralized the Koryo Soldiers within Tianyue City even further; some desperate for survival ran towards the city gates, abandoning their military orders in hopes of prolonging their lives.
Once one soldier fled, more followed. On the walls of Tianyue City, where ten thousand troops were already poorly positioned, seeing their comrades fleeing caused even more Koryo Soldiers to hesitate. Fearing they might be sent to the front lines themselves, they exchanged worried glances until eventually, they all dropped their weapons and rushed down from the walls without looking back.
The defeat was catastrophic. Even Jin Zhengyang could not believe that ten thousand troops would collapse against Ye Huan's mere three hundred men. What astonished him even more was that Ye Huan had just had an opportunity to kill him but chose not to act. It was truly unbelievable. To make matters worse, the twenty thousand troops below led by Goryeo general Park Jae-hyo had retreated without hesitation, leaving Jin Zhengyang feeling abandoned.
"Park Jae-hyo, I curse you!"
In a fit of rage, Jin Zhengyang shouted this curse. However, before he could finish his outburst, nearly all of the city wall had become deserted. A group of nearly twenty Dragon Hall members slowly surrounded him without rushing into action. Among them was a particularly conspicuous bald leader who circled around Jin Zhengyang twice while muttering softly, "I’ve killed a hundred Goryeo reinforcements and captured a Goryeo Prince; surely my young master should grant me some title like General? Finally, I can fulfill my father's wish for me to be Glorious Ancestor..."
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