12dz Chapter 2232 If you can't reach an agreement, then fight!
Chapter 2232 If you can't reach an agreement, then fight!
"enough!"
Chu Xuan interrupted sharply, his arm swung out as if to sever all chaotic thoughts and possible escape routes.
"The victor is king, the loser is villain; this has always been the case! I will deal with the risks of the future! But if I don't eliminate you, my greatest threat, today, how can I talk about the future?!"
He suddenly drew his sword from his waist, the blade reflecting a dazzling cold light in the sunlight, and raised it high!
"Young men of Youzhou!"
Chu Xuan gathered his strength and roared in a final battle, his voice echoing across the hillside: "Follow me—kill Chu Ning! Cleanse the court of corrupt officials and restore order to the dynasty, today is the day!"
"kill--!!!"
Five hundred elite soldiers from Youzhou responded in unison, their shouts shaking the heavens. They brandished their swords and spears, their killing intent instantly boiling over!
At the same time, Li Shiming on the west side was also greatly encouraged, his eyes revealing murderous intent, and he gave a stern order:
"Soldiers of the Great Tang, heed my command! Target Chu Ning, kill him without mercy! Avenge General Guo, and avenge our fallen brothers!"
"Kill Chu Ning!!!"
A deafening battle cry erupted from the Tang army ranks as well. Generals like Zhang Wu drew their swords, and the chariots began to move slowly forward, with infantry and cavalry poised to attack!
On Changtingpo, the brief and fragile illusion of peace was utterly shattered.
Chu Xuan and Li Shiming, these two "allies" who originally had their own ulterior motives, instantly reached a deadly tacit understanding under the common goal of killing Chu Ning.
Chu Ning stood still, his face expressionless as he faced the surging killing intent coming from the east and west.
He simply raised the gleaming silver spear in his hand, its tip pointing forward. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling, awe-inspiring quality that erupted from a desperate situation.
"In that case, let's fight."
"Guan Yun, Ran Ming! Form ranks and prepare to meet the enemy!"
"Roar--!!!"
Five hundred Chu cavalrymen, facing an enemy force more than twice their size, showed no fear. They roared in unison, quickly contracted, and formed a tight defensive circle, protecting Chu Ning at the core.
Under the sunlight, the cold gleam of the silver spear and the forest of swords were about to collide, igniting the bloodiest sparks.
In an instant, the sounds of battle shook the heavens, and the delicate balance that had been maintained between the three parties was shattered after Chu Xuan and Li Shiming reached a tacit agreement to kill Chu Ning.
Two iron torrents—the Youzhou army and the Tang army—like giant beasts with gaping jaws, pounced fiercely towards the five hundred Chu soldiers in the center.
However, the five hundred men under Chu Ning's command were all elite imperial guards, handpicked from the best and most battle-hardened, and were also death-defying warriors who were determined to protect their monarch even at the cost of their lives.
Facing an enemy force several times their size, they showed no fear whatsoever.
Instead, at Chu Ning's command, they quickly shrank their formation, forming a small but sturdy circular array with Chu Ning at its core, spears pointing outwards and shields like scales.
But the real sharpness lies at the very front of this circular formation, in those three figures who were the first to meet the enemy tide!
Left wing, Guan Yun.
He was as tall and strong as an iron tower, with a resolute face like an ancient pine tree. The Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand had a crescent-shaped tip, a long blade, and a thick back, weighing several tens of kilograms, yet he wielded it with ease.
Facing the Youzhou cavalry who were the first to charge, Guan Yun's eyes widened in anger. He roared and his Azure Dragon Blade transformed into a streak of dark blue-black light, sweeping out horizontally!
The wind howled, creating a muffled sound of air being torn apart.
The two Youzhou cavalrymen at the forefront didn't even have time to parry before they and their horses were sent flying by the unparalleled force, blood raining down everywhere!
Guan Yun's swordplay was relentless, whether slashing, chopping, parrying, or sweeping, each strike was powerful and heavy, with tricky angles.
Wherever they went, men and horses fell, and not a single general could withstand them. They tore open a bloody gap in the surging tide of the Youzhou army on the left!
Right Wing, Ran Ming.
This bald, fierce general with a bushy beard was already hot-tempered, and at this moment he was like a mad tiger unleashed.
He held a short-handled giant axe in each hand, the axe heads were broad and the blades gleamed coldly.
He disliked charging into battle on horseback; instead, he fought on foot, wielding his double axes like windmills, creating a whirlwind of death.
The Tang army's infantry shield formation tried to stop them, but he cleaved them and their shields in two with a single axe strike!
A Tang cavalryman thrust his spear forward, but the rider deflected it with his left axe and then swung his right axe upwards, cleaving the horse's chest and the rider's leg armor in two. With a scream, both horse and rider fell to the ground!
Ran Ming roared repeatedly, his double axes flashing as he charged into areas where enemy troops were concentrated.
With almost brute force and a fearless fighting style, they threw the Tang army's right flank into chaos, halting their offensive!
And at the very tip of this sharp triangular arrowhead, directly facing the greatest pressure, was Chu Ning himself!
He was clad in silver armor, riding the exceptionally swift Black Cloud Snow Steed, and the gleaming silver spear in his hand truly displayed its terrifying power as a divine weapon on the battlefield.
The gun moves like a dragon, fast as lightning, ruthless and accurate!
He doesn't possess Guan Yun's domineering power to split mountains and shatter rocks, nor does he have Ran Ming's wild and violent fighting style, but his marksmanship has reached a state of perfection—simple, efficient, and deadly!
The spear tip flashed with cold light, each thrust aimed straight for vital points such as the throat, heart, and face.
With a parry or deflection, the spear skillfully deflected the attacking weapon, and as the tassel swung, it sprayed blood.
Several brave warriors from Youzhou, who were trying to capture the leader first, rushed forward together, but Chu Ning pierced the throat of the first man with a spear, swept his spear horizontally to deflect the sword that came slashing from the side, and then thrust his spear into the chest of another man!
Armored in silver and riding a white horse, he charged left and right through the chaotic army. Wherever he passed, enemy soldiers fell from their horses and collapsed to the ground. No one could stop his advance for even a moment!
Guan Yun, Ran Ming, and Chu Ning, though fighting individually, subtly echo each other, forming an indestructible triangular spearhead.
Guan Yun stood firm as a mountain, guarding the left flank; Ran Ming was as wild as a raging fire, disrupting the right flank; and Chu Ning was as swift as lightning, striking straight at the center!
The three men's exceptional strength and perfect teamwork allowed them to withstand the first and most ferocious wave of attack amidst the onslaught of thousands of troops.
The Tang and Youzhou army vanguards who charged forward screamed in agony, their corpses littering the ground, and their momentum was abruptly halted!
"Trash! They're all trash!"
On the chariot, Li Shiming was furious to see that his superior forces were being so fiercely blocked by Chu Ning and his two companions, and even showing signs of retreat. His face was so dark that it was almost dripping with water.
He knew he absolutely could not let Chu Ning regain his footing, much less allow him to break through.
"Archers! Fire! Cover the area! I don't care whose soldiers they are, shoot Chu Ning to death! Shoot them all to death!"
Li Shiming roared fiercely, his eyes filled with nothing but cold killing intent.
Since close combat is not effective, let's use the ruthless ranged attacks to wipe them out along with our own soldiers who are entangled together!
Within the Tang army ranks, hundreds of archers, who had been waiting in ambush, immediately drew their bows, nocked their arrows, and cocked their crossbows. With a command from their officer—
"Om-!"
A dark mass of arrows, like a suddenly rising cloud of death, with a piercing shriek, indiscriminately covered the area in the center of the hill where the fierce battle was raging!