The war drums of Yunzhou were pounding, and the Tartar’s battle cries shook the heavens. The once calm Yunzhou region instantly became tense.
The battlefield was engulfed in flames of war, with a heavy atmosphere of tension and bloodshed.
Ye Chen, clad in battle armor and wielding a long sword, charged at the forefront of seven hundred soldiers.
Opposite Ye Chen, the vanguard of the Tartar forces surged forward like a roaring tide, with the sounds of horse hooves and battle cries deafening.
Hadogul, mounted on a tall warhorse, led the front line. A cold smile appeared on his fierce face, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt for Ye Chen.
“Hmph, a mere thousand-strong remnant force dares to block the Tartar army? They are simply overestimating themselves!” Hadogul’s voice thundered across the battlefield.
The Tartar soldiers burst into laughter, raising their great swords to cheer for the vanguard.
However, Ye Chen remained unmoved. He gripped his long sword tightly, veins bulging on his arms, and his eyes burning with killing intent.
Once on the battlefield, Ye Chen seemed to forget everything and charged forward until he met the first Tartar soldier.
With a sweep of his long sword, blood immediately splattered, dyeing Ye Chen’s clothes red and igniting the fighting spirit of the condemned soldiers.
[Detected host has killed an enemy. All attributes experience increased.]
“Soldiers, charge with me!” Ye Chen roared, swinging his sword again, taking down another Tartar soldier on the spot.
[Detected host has killed an enemy. All attributes experience increased.]
Ye Chen charged ahead, with the seven hundred condemned soldiers following closely behind. Their battle cries quickly drowned out the Tartar’s clamor.
The clash of blades soon erupted into a fierce battle, with neither side willing to yield.
[Host’s team has killed an enemy, points +1.]
[Host’s team has killed an enemy, points +1.]
[Host’s team has killed an enemy, points +1.]
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As Ye Chen and Zhao Yun pushed deeper into the Tartar forces, the battle became increasingly intense. Ye Chen was bombarded with system notifications.
In the rear of the Tartar forces, Hadogul and his deputy noticed something was wrong.
“General, those two Chu people are so powerful they are nearly breaking through our lines!”
Hadogul roared angrily, “Do I not know that? Get everyone to charge and wipe out those Chu people in front!”
“Charge!”
Seeing that the vanguard was about to be decimated, Hadogul immediately threw all his soldiers into the fray.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen, having entered the battlefield, was like a ferocious tiger among sheep. With his long sword swinging, blood splattered everywhere.
Every swing of his sword slightly increased his overall attribute experience, and the sound of points increasing echoed around him.
“Turn off the notifications!”
Without the system sounds interfering, Ye Chen moved even faster, his figure darting through the enemy ranks, leaving a trail of fallen foes.
Zhao Yun fought valiantly by Ye Chen’s side. His spear moved like a dragon, thrusting, stabbing, and sweeping with fluid grace, making it difficult for the enemies to approach.
Hadogul, seeing Ye Chen’s ferocity, was alarmed and immediately aimed his long sword at Ye Chen, declaring, “Whoever kills that Chu general will receive ten head of cattle!”
Under the promise of a hefty reward, countless Tartar soldiers surrounded Ye Chen, their weapons aimed at his head.
Ye Chen, however, showed a cruel smile, licked his lips, and shouted, “Come at me!”
The Tartar soldiers closed in, their long swords and spiked clubs targeting Ye Chen’s head.
Ye Chen remained unfazed, using his extraordinary agility to evade their attacks, then swinging his sword with force, causing several Tartar soldiers to fall dead at his feet!
As the encirclement around Ye Chen grew tighter, Ye Chen remained unharmed, surrounded by the corpses of Tartar soldiers.
“Your Highness!”
Seeing Ye Chen surrounded, Zhao Yun was worried and immediately rushed into the encirclement, his silver spear spinning and striking from the outside in.
“Good timing!”
Ye Chen shouted, then charged towards Zhao Yun’s direction. The two worked together, breaking out of the encirclement and creating a gap in the Tartar soldiers’ ranks!
“Damn it, kill them all!” Hadogul roared, ordering his soldiers to tighten the encirclement around Ye Chen.
“Support His Highness!”
All the soldiers charged towards Ye Chen’s direction, and in an instant, hundreds more surrounded Ye Chen and Zhao Yun.
Old Huang saw this and quickly organized the condemned soldiers to provide support.
But did having more men really make a difference?
Ye Chen, undeterred, pushed forward.
One man held off dozens of attackers and even forced several to their deaths.
No matter how many people attacked, Ye Chen fended them off with sheer strength, his sword never resting.
[Congratulations to the host for leveling up. Total attributes increased: Strength 11, Vitality 10, Agility 10.]
Ye Chen had lost count of how many enemies he had killed, but with the system’s prompt, he felt his strength surge.
“Yah!!!”
Ye Chen erupted again, breaking through the encirclement of hundreds of Tartar soldiers.
Once he broke free, the Tartar soldiers were thrown into chaos, not knowing where Ye Chen was. Coincidentally, the condemned soldiers charged up, and the two sides clashed once more.
Hadogul, witnessing this, drew his sword and dismounted his horse, charging straight at Ye Chen.
“Chu general, what is your name? I, Hadogul, do not slay nameless foes!”
Ye Chen spat out blood and disdainfully replied, “You’re not worthy!”
With that, the two engaged in a fierce duel, their weapons clashing and sparks flying.
Ye Chen felt unprecedented resistance. His strength was 11, and this Tartar general’s strength was definitely no less than 9!
Ye Chen exerted all his strength, gradually suppressing Hadogul.
“What immense strength!”
Hadogul exclaimed. He was a renowned strongman among the Tartars, and to be at a disadvantage in a strength contest meant Ye Chen’s power was formidable.
After several exchanges, Hadogul began to tire, his attacks growing weaker.
Ye Chen, growing ever more vigorous, did not give Hadogul any chance to catch his breath.
Swoosh!
“Ah!!”
Finally, Ye Chen seized the moment, slashing at Hadogul’s arm. With a scream, Hadogul’s great sword flew from his hand. Ye Chen took advantage of the opening and struck again, Hadogul’s head flying off, blood spraying into the air.
[Detected host has killed the enemy general, reward points 1000.]
As the Tartar soldiers fought fiercely with the condemned soldiers, Ye Chen lifted Hadogul’s head high and declared:
“The enemy general is dead! Our army will win, kill them!”
Seeing Hadogul dead, the Tartar soldiers’ morale was shattered. Many immediately began to retreat, no longer willing to fight.
“Charge!”
Ye Chen, not acting rashly, noticed that the distance to the concealed mountain forest where the Tartar army had retreated was considerable, and immediately ordered a pursuit.
The condemned soldiers, like bloodthirsty butchers, pursued the Tartar forces, killing anyone they caught.
Soon, the Tartar vanguard was completely wiped out, and Ye Chen led the condemned soldiers to clean up the battlefield.
On the city walls, the deputy general observed the battle between Ye Chen and the condemned soldiers and nodded approvingly:
“This Seventh Prince is truly courageous, managing to hold off and break through the enemy’s encirclement alone!”
He then turned and walked towards the main general’s tent.
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