Li Shude and others were already at Yen Pass, holding out to death, while they saw more and more wounded within the city, and the dicinal herbs gradually running short, food reserves also dwindling, arrows feared not to last much longer.
An invisible pressure was steadily building.
Li Shude patted the wall and lanted: "Now it is already September, the autumn chill is strong, I reckon we can’t hold out for a few more days. If I die here today, I will take my own life. I must not let these Western Regions people taint my reputation."
Xiahou Duan gripped his battle knife, his armor stained with a layer of dried and coagulated blood, remained silent upon hearing these words. They were facing the most brutal situation for defenders—arrows running out, food exhausted, reinforcents not arriving.
"I, your humble officer, will..."
His voice paused slightly, suddenly sensing sothing, raising his brows he said: "This is..." As a veteran, Xiahou Duan felt a sharp sound of sothing piercing the air in the wind, and the attacking side suddenly descended into chaos.
Although this chaos was weak, it was extrely clear. Xiahou Duan’s gaze suddenly landed, and he saw at a glance an endless army, with a discordant note suddenly appearing.
Xiahou Duan’s gaze shrank sharply with joy and said:
"My lord, soone is breaking the formation!"
Li Shude, who was sighing, was montarily stunned, then looked up to see the place Xiahou Duan was pointing to, a plu of black was approaching, Li Shude’s gaze sharpened instantly.
Eight hundred Xuanjia, breaking the formation at weak points.
The battle formation linked, but an army of a hundred thousand and a hundred thousand people are two different concepts.
Li Guanyi’s spear suddenly thrust out, with a Mountain Shattering force, breaking through armor. The eyes of the barbarian general in front widened, filled with fear. That terrifying force directly lifted him up, Li Guanyi swept backhanded.
Several colonels around were sent flying, all being flung several feet away.
The eight hundred were gathered from the entire city of Xiyi.
The weakest was also of the Second Layer Heaven.
Second Layer Heaven, equivalent to the squad leader level of the frontline battle group.
In the usual border troops, each of them here was a centurion commanding a hundred n level unit, with so like Yuchi Xiong being even powerful and brave of the Fifth Layer Heaven, saying eight hundred people, was equivalent to eight hundred elite officers.
At this mont, under Li Zhaowen’s command, they turned into a sharp force, breaking through like a chisel, while Li Guanyi maneuvered the military montum, not lingering in battle, only taking advantage of this Da Wan general’s unresponsive mont to break through, eyes calm, only targeting officers.
Li Shude and others only saw a fierce general charging, as if not needing to regulate breath, nor replenish Qi, ignoring the pressure on internal organs and blood, only focusing on fighting, pushing forward. The opponent did not react for a mont, yet was fiercely injected into.
But those who ca here must also be the elite warriors of the entire Western Regions.
The Da Wan unit began maneuvering military forces.
Like a vast giant serpent, starting to coil and wind, retracting with long spears and heavy shields, intending to use this formation to suppress Li Guanyi and others who broke in from the flank.
Li Shude’s eyes burst with a raging fire, shouting: "Bring the bows and arrows!"
Xiahou Duan handed him the bow.
The Old Duke drew the bow, the mystical weapon in his hand fully pulled, suddenly releasing the arrows.
Three arrows shot together, accompanied only by three almost inaudible muffled hums, three colonels of the Da Wan unit fell from their horses. This once young and outstanding Old Duke’s face contorted and said: "Retreating?"
"Hahaha, what do these barbarians take us for?!"
"Xiahou!"
Xiahou Duan said: "Your humble officer is here!"
The Old Duke pressed his hand against the city wall, veins bulging out, staring intently at the battlefield over there, shouted: "Bring all the arrows, crossbows up, shoot all towards there, fire!"
Xiahou Duan said: "But..."
Li Shude shouted loudly: "My daughter is there!"
The deep-minded Old Duke, with a hoarse voice, paused, then returned to his usual composure and bravado, and said:
"She must have co with reinforcents, bringing them into the city would be a significant blow to the morale of the Western Regions coalition, and a great morale boost for our army. If this move fails, we will surely die, so what use is it to keep these arrows?"
"To bury us with them?!"
"We old folks, are we less heroic than the younger generation?"
Xiahou Duan gritted his teeth and said: "Yes!"
The Da Wan unit was directly pierced from the back. The naturally flowing Great Formation, unexpectedly, the Old Duke, who was assud to be rely senile, hesitated not, unleashing the final reserves of Yen Pass—shooting all the arrows and crossbows.
Yet thoroughly penetrated through the rear section.
Xiahou Duan, also a famous general, orthodox of Central Plains, noble family lineage.
He knew very well where the core of a battle formation was.
The battle generals of Da Wan were evidently not as discerning as Xiahou Duan’s eyes. And originally supposed to provide aid at this mont, the Central Army, Left Army and others, but could not coordinate well, like a giant, seemingly terrifying, yet each limb and body fought separately.
The commanding flags of the Great Formation almost danced like a storm.
The Qi chanism flowing and changing.
Li Guanyi wielded his spear, shouting: "Erlang!!!"
Over there, Li Zhaowen’s spear drilled out, killing a person, already drawing bow to notch arrow. The arrow fell, and that great flag in the chaotic army was directly shot off by her. Li Guanyi advanced like a fierce tiger, spear in hand like a dragon.
Li Shude on the wall shouted loudly: "Sons!"
"The reinforcents from our Central Plains have arrived!"
"These warriors ca with the news of reinforcents. Are you going to let your comrades fight alone here?!"
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