Chapter 1: The Sun Rises for the First Time Section 23

  Gongsun Hu used a large axe to prop up his body, staring blankly at the battlefield in the southwest. He didn't understand why the commander-in-chief was fighting with the Fēngliè's (Wind Split) Cow Head tribe's army. Didn't Wind Split tell the commander-in-chief through the ox horn signal that he was a supporting force? Had the commander-in-chief gone mad?

  Duan Song shot an arrow at the distant enemy and shouted to Gong Sunhu: "The enemy's reinforcements are coming!"

  Gongsun Hu withdrew his thoughts and looked in the direction that Duan Song's finger was pointing. A team of four or five hundred people had already rushed out of the big camp of Queyi.

  The guards of Que Yu escorted him back to the main camp after Feng Lie left. Que Yu's nose was blue and his face was swollen, with several ribs broken, and he couldn't get up at all. He cursed Feng Lie's ancestors for eighteen generations countless times.

  His subordinates reported the latest situation to him. He asked if he was sending reinforcements to support the central army's battlefield according to Ke's original method, and quickly eliminate Gong Sunhu and Duan Song's troops. Then withdraw troops to support the left wing. As a result, except for a few attendants, there were no soldiers around Qiao.

  "Quickly go and kill them all! Leave none of them here!"

  The wind has split, the whole army is out, and there are no more reinforcements. To survive, one can only rely on oneself. He couldn't help but think of Ke Zui's desperate situation. He would soon be in the same predicament. Suddenly, he saw Ke Zui's corpse.

  "He shouted loudly: 'Throw him out, throw him out...'"

  The attendants who had already walked out of the account hurriedly ran in again, and hastily lifted Ke Zui's body out of the big account. Ke Zui was after all the highest leader of the central Xianbei, a great man. A few soldiers were still very careful to put the body in the side account next to it, without throwing him into the wild.

  Kuang lay alone on the ground, the sound of soldiers' horses galloping away echoed in his ears, the battlefield was filled with the sounds of killing and chaos.

  Tie Ao received the news from Murong Feng, and he didn't make a sound for half a day. Then he and Hou Lü exchanged a shocked glance. Tie Ao shook his head and sighed: "Feng Lie is an enemy?"

  The scouts sent out were continuously galloping back to report the latest situation on the battlefield. The sun in the sky was slowly setting west, gradually getting closer and closer to the horizon. The sunlight became softer and softer, shining brightly, very beautiful. Time was passing away second by second.

  Tie Gong paced slowly on the grass. Hou Zhi and Tie Guo were gazing up at the sky, one squatting on the ground counting ants. The 4,000-strong army was lined up in a row on the open field, with soldiers standing beside their war horses to rest. No one spoke, except for the occasional low neigh of the war horses.

  The sound of fierce fighting from the battlefield at Jitu three miles away had been continuous, without a moment's pause. The intensity was imaginable. But General Iron Armor gave them a death order: even if the commander's flag fell, they were not allowed to send any soldiers to support him. They were anxious and worried in their hearts, but they did not dare disobey General Iron Armor's orders. General Iron Armor's trust in Murong Feng was deep-rooted and unshakeable for decades.

  The divine eagle of the Black Eagle tribe suddenly burst out of the cloud layer. It spread its huge wings and shot down at the large army on the ground with incredible speed. Tie Gou's face changed drastically.

  Tie Guo shouted loudly: "Prepare to meet the enemy."

  The bugler turned over on his horse and blew the assembly. Due to concealment, only one bugler sounded the horn. But it was enough. The 4,000 men were silent, and the monotonous sound echoed across the empty plain. Almost at the same time, the Eagle Tribe's knights were already on their horses. And in the right wing of the army, the warriors of the Xianzhi Tribe were still mounting or adjusting their equipment, looking chaotic.

  The divine eagle's body hung in mid-air, turning and flipping several times, then rushed up to the clouds again, disappearing into the high sky.

  "General's estimation was correct, and indeed a large troop came from the north, with an extremely high number of people." Tie Gong said softly, meeting Hou Zhi's inquiring gaze.

  "How many people? How far from here?"

  "The Divine Eagle can detect the enemy ahead of time, which is already good. It's not human and can talk." Tie Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud. A hint of disappointment flashed across his dark face.

  "The enemy has come from afar and must be exhausted, and their defenses will be lax. I think we should lead our troops to the east side. Taking advantage of the enemy's haste in entering the battlefield, attacking them from their right flank will surely have a decisive effect."

  Qian Chi nodded and said, "Everything will be done according to your orders, Captain."

  Iron Roar to the horned soldier behind him: "Order the troops, change the direction of attack to due west." The 4,000-strong army slowly adjusted its formation from north-south to east-west under the command of the horn.

  Three messengers suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. They were frantically waving their whips, speeding towards the army at a gallop.

  "General, the enemy is approaching from the north. Their numbers are approximately four to five thousand men. We discovered them ten miles away and immediately rushed back to report. It's estimated they're now about five miles away."

  "What about the others?" Tie Nang had sent a total of twenty scouts in this northern direction.

  According to General's order, they blocked the enemy's vanguard from approaching us in the rear.

  Tie Gou stroked his white whiskers with his hand, and a flush of excitement appeared on his ruddy face. Tie Guo and Hou Zong were already excitedly eager to try.

  "Can you see what tribe's troops they are?"

  "The banner is of the Xībó people from the Western Regions."

  Tie E and Hou Zhen's faces changed greatly, they both saw the unbelievable expression on each other's face.

  "Didn't General say that Mong Rizhe was at Tianma near Mount Dayan?" Hou Li asked Tie Ao.

  Tie Gong immediately shifted his gaze to the three scouts, "Did you see clearly?" The three people nodded firmly in affirmation.

  "Kang Lian's methods are indeed not ordinary. Yesterday, I heard that Meng Rui Zhe was in our west, two or three hundred miles away from us. Today, he arrived at Jiu Tuan." Tie Gou couldn't help but sigh as he sat on his horse.

  "What does it matter? Haven't we discovered him? Kill him!" The iron fruit beside him was heroic and shouted, waving his fist.

  The soldiers on both sides were numb after fighting for nearly an hour and a half, exhausted by the bloodshed and cruelty. On the southwest battlefield, Murong Feng's troops were engaged in a fierce battle with Feng Lie's troops. On the northwest battlefield, Tie Lang's troops were fighting against Qu Ge's left wing troops for every inch of land. On the right side of the northwest battlefield, Qu Ge's troops were surrounding Gong Sun Hu and Duan Song's troops. This nail was nailed too deep. Although there were only 500 people left, they had tied up Qu Ge's 1,500 people firmly.

  They must hold out. If they are annihilated, the troops in Quye's residence can at least free up a thousand men to join the left-wing battlefield. Although the Iron Wolf's troops on the left wing have a slight advantage, it is an extremely fragile advantage. As long as there is an external force to break through one of the encirclements, the Iron Wolf's encirclement will immediately collapse. But then the Iron Wolf's troops will be dealt a fatal blow due to the dispersal of their forces because of too many encirclements. Once the Iron Wolf's troops are defeated, Quye may have the possibility of freeing up more troops to join the southwest battlefield again.

  Will they still have support? Gong Sunhu and Duan Song are expecting a miracle.

  The sun in the sky suddenly turned red. The clouds at the horizon were as beautiful as blood under the sunset.

  A large army suddenly appeared on the horizon.

  Meng Lijie is a robust middle-aged man. His face is very dark due to long-term sun exposure. A pair of bright and spirited eyes.

  He followed the orders of Da Wang and Lian, taking advantage of the night's cover, quietly departing from Weixi's large camp, continuously rushing along the road, finally arriving at Jutun. Over a hundred miles, they only rested once on the way, and the soldiers were extremely exhausted. Not to mention anything else, after riding horses for a day and a half, their buttocks were all sore.

  But after seeing the battlefield situation of Juntu, Mongli Zhe was delighted. The great king's strategy and tactics, deciding victory thousands of miles away, is indeed a rare talent. He brought with him 5,000 troops, facing any one of the three local battlefields, having an absolute advantage in winning. The Great King and Lian gave him very simple orders: to join forces with Quan Rufeng, and eliminate Murong Feng.

  But the current scene is not what Meng Ri Zhe had expected. He did not expect that Murong Feng's movements would be so swift, and he has already begun to actively attack Qu Ge and Feng Lie. However, this is also good, when they are all exhausted from fighting and unable to counterattack, he can sweep the entire battlefield with the momentum of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, killing everyone without distinguishing between friend or foe, so as not to be hindered. When the Great King asks, just say that Qu Ge and Feng Lie have already been killed by Murong Feng.

  Monte Cristo was smiling to himself as he thought, when the bugle behind him sounded the call to prepare for a charge.

  The soldiers on the battlefield who were engaged in a fierce battle were startled by the dense horn sounds coming from afar. But they no longer had any interest in knowing whose reinforcements they were, because if they let their guard down for even a moment, they could be killed by the enemy at any time. First, they had to protect their own lives before anything else.

  Only Gong Sunhu was excited, he suddenly exerted himself to lift the big axe and shouted loudly: "Brothers, reinforcements have arrived. Everyone kill..." Due to extreme fatigue, plus he had no idea how many times he had shouted, his voice was extremely hoarse, and not many people could hear him.

  He felt that everyone did not take his shouting seriously, so he flew up on a war horse, grabbed the scarlet commander's flag in one hand while galloping, held it high above his head, and ran along the back of his comrades in the still barely maintained triangular defensive formation, shouting: "Reinforcements have arrived! Reinforcements have arrived!" The soldiers were inspired by his bravery, hearing that reinforcements had already arrived, suddenly feeling that their exhausted bodies had regained strength.

  Iron Wolf let out a loud roar, leading 100 shock troops to charge into the encirclement again. This was the third enemy formation they had surrounded. After consecutively taking down two encirclements of enemy soldiers, Iron Wolf's troops had suffered staggering losses and were basically at their fighting limit, with personnel, physical strength, and morale all exhausted. But Iron Wolf had to organize them to launch another attack. There would be no reinforcements, perhaps never any reinforcements. At this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of a horn.

  The great army of Murong Feng's spinning top formation was still rotating, but it had lost its initial flexibility. The heavy casualties had caused the spinning top to shrink. The attack by Feng Lie's army had resulted in even greater losses, but they were like a madman, endlessly organizing soldiers to launch attacks. Murong Feng saw the gathering of Meng Li Zhe's army in the north of Jutun. Although he didn't know who led that army, he knew that Tie Gong would soon appear, and this small area of Jutun would become the third battlefield.