The pirates began to retreat step by step, but they still resisted stubbornly, making their final struggle.
However, under the fierce attack of Shi Feiyang and others, their resistance seed so weak and pale, like a beast in a desperate struggle.
Shi Feiyang’s every attack carried deadly power, he showed no rcy to the pirates, and his eyes were filled with a firm killing intent.
He spun around, the Myanmar saber traced a beautiful yet deadly arc in the air, one pirate failed to dodge in ti and was cut in half at the waist. Blood spurted out like a fountain, internal organs spilling all over the ground.
"Close the gate!" Shi Feiyang shouted again, his voice as loud and profound as a great bell, shaking everyone’s soul.
The Ming Army soldiers moved swiftly, their steps hurried yet orderly, they worked together and tightly closed the city gate.
The heavy city gate slowly closed, giving off a muffled sound, as if announcing the impending doom of the pirates.
Thus, the pirates inside the city beca trapped, with nowhere to flee, only waiting desperately for their fate to be judged.
Seeing this from outside the city, the pirates were filled with terror, their eyes brimming with fear and despair.
They attempted to break through the Ming Army’s defenses, seeking a glimr of hope by escaping into the city.
But Shi Feiyang and others would not grant them this opportunity. They were like a group of angry lions, fighting fiercely, their every strike carrying great power and unwavering determination.
Shi Feiyang moved like lightning, weaving through the enemy ranks, the Myanmar saber flashing cold light, repelling the pirates repeatedly, leaving no room for the enemy to catch their breath.
Blood dyed his battle robe red, sweat soaked his collar, but his eyes remained steadfast, never retreating. He knew well, this was a battle to defend the holand, requiring complete focus, with no room for slackness.
Every Ming Army soldier understood, behind them was their family and hotown. They bore the heavy responsibility of defending their ho, they must hold their ground, and swear to defend Yizhou City to the death.
At this mont, Yizhou City was ablaze with warfare and drenched in gunpowder smoke.
Flas soared to the sky, reflecting a red half-sky, enveloping the entire city in an atmosphere of terror.
Yet, the citizens inside the city did not panic, their eyes filled with trust and hope.
They knew, with Shi Feiyang and others here, Yizhou City would not fall.
They took out their food and clothing from ho, spontaneously supporting the warriors on the front line, contributing their own strength to resist the pirates. They believed that as long as the whole city united as one, no difficulty was insurmountable.
After a whole day of fierce battle, as the last rays of sunset shone on the head of Yizhou City, the Ming Army finally won this arduous battle.
The pirates were utterly defeated, dead or injured, lay sprawled all over the ground, with blood dyeing the streets a dark red.
Those pirates lucky enough not to die, were either captured or dissipated, no longer able to pose any threat to Yizhou City.
After undergoing this baptism of blood and fire, Yizhou City finally welcod a mont of tranquility.
Shi Feiyang and others stood proudly atop the city wall, their posture upright as pine.
They gazed into the distance, watching the smoke gradually dissipate like a veil slowly peeling away.
Shi Feiyang’s eyes were deep and bright, filled with the joy of victory. This joy, like the warmth of spring sunshine, dispelled the long-standing gloom that clouded his heart; it also contained infinite longing for the future, foreshadowing that after enduring the storm, Yizhou City would embrace a flourishing tomorrow.
This victory, in his heart, was not rely a grand triumph on the military level but a great spiritual triumph. It would transform into a beacon, long inspiring thousands of citizens of Yizhou City, enabling them to courageously face many challenges in the future.
Lv Yuan, the Assistant Chief of the Imperial Guard, Cai Kun, the Jinyiwei Thousand Households, as well as Xiang Laixiang, led the remaining forces of the Jinyi Guard, and returned to Yizhou with slightly heavy steps. When their gaze touched the scene where Shi Feiyang was surrounded by the masses, receiving enthusiastic praise and firm support, the three’s hearts were instantly filled with mixed feelings. They could not have imagined that the "infamous bandit" Shi Feiyang in their eyes in the past, in the Jiangnan Region, could shine brightly on the battlefield against the pirates, transforming into a hero admired by everyone.
The thunderous cheers seed hamring at their complicated hearts.
Liu Yanran, the Palace Master of Divine Water Palace, to delve into the drastic changes in the Jianghu, ticulously disguised as a man, gracefully blended into the bustling crowd. She was like a drop of water rging into a river, completely unnoticeable.
As she walked through the Jianghu with this male identity, her gaze was as sharp as an eagle’s, observing every corner’s subtle dynamics, trying to keenly discern the latest Martial Arts trends and potential threats from them.
She shuttled through the crowd, inadvertently lifted her eyes and witnessed Shi Feiyang’s high-spirited and handso figure. Seeing Shi Feiyang surrounded by the masses, his every move drew attention, his every word won cheers, deeply loved and supported by all people.
Liu Yanran couldn’t help but feel a surge of complex and hard-to-understand emotions in her heart. She was deeply impressed by Shi Feiyang’s charisma and the people’s warm support for him, yet couldn’t help but fall into deep thought about the new power pattern that might erge in the Jianghu due to Shi Feiyang.
At the sa ti, her thoughts involuntarily drifted to her daughter Liu Tingting, stirring a hint of sadness in her heart.
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