Chapter Eighty: Frenzied Attack

  "Commander, the French troops have gone mad! They're attacking without regard for casualties. Our brothers can't hold on much longer." A general covered in blood rushed to report to Feng Tianming.

  Feng Tianming, at this moment, did not have the slightest bit of his usual arrogance that he had in the base. On the contrary, after listening to the report from his subordinates, his entire brow furrowed, and he turned to the three battalion commanders beside him: "Brothers, what do you think?"

  "At dawn, don't you think the enemy's attack method seems a bit strange?" The speaker was a robust and majestic man, Zhang Fei, the commander of the Heavy Armor Battalion.

  "What Zhang Fei said or didn't say, by dawn, you think, logically speaking, we are currently in a precarious situation, the law enforcement team shouldn't be so eager to attack, unless..."

  Unless the French troops suffered a setback on that side, if my estimation is correct, General Zhang will definitely lead the reinforcements to heavily strike the French troops again, so the French troops are attacking without regard for casualties, just to give General Zhang a warning.

  "En." Feng Tianming nodded and said, "Not bad, I think it should be like this. Otherwise, Yang Jie, that little man from the Law Enforcement Division, wouldn't have paid such a huge price to attack. It seems we also need to give him a warning shot."

  Zhang Fei and the other two heard Feng Tianming's words, and the three immediately stood up, saying boldly: "Since Yang Jie that scoundrel wants to overwhelm us with numbers, we'll do just the opposite of what he wishes. We'll go out and lead our troops to kill him until he's had enough."

  "Alright, let's go." Feng Tianming stood up with a spirited expression and led the way out of the meeting point, walking towards the battlefield ahead.

  "Kill!" The cries of slaughter rose, the plain was filled with shouts and the sound of clashing weapons, the ground was littered with corpses, the earth was stained red with blood.

  Looking around at the situation, he furrowed his brow and said, "That's strange. Weren't there supposed to be only 4 million troops from the Law Enforcement Army surrounding us? But judging by the number of tents in their camp, there are at least 5 million soldiers!"

  "Huh?" Zhang Fei exclaimed in surprise, continuing: "Right! At dawn yesterday, I clearly saw that the enemy's military camp was divided into four large camps. How did it increase to six camps today? This is strange! Could it be that reinforcements have arrived for the enemy?"

  "It shouldn't be, right!" A team leader shook his head and said: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be Yang Jie's people who were sent to stop the general, and after being defeated by the general, they retreated here!"

  "Report!" A scout rushed to the front of Feng Tianming and the others, kneeling on one knee: "Reporting to the commander, news has come from the rear that the general is bringing 1.5 million troops to support us, and on the way, he encountered the French army of 3 million and fought a battle. Our army lost more than 300,000 men and horses, while the French army lost 1.3 million men and horses. At this moment, the general is only 15 miles away from us."

  Four people including Feng Tianming heard the scout's words and their faces were filled with surprise and joy, and they began to clench their fists and rub their palms.

  "Continue searching." Feng Tian waved his hand.

  "Yes, Captain." The scout mounted his horse and took off in a sprint towards the outer perimeter of the battlefield, moving at an extremely fast speed.

  Feng Tian Ming drew out the long sword he had been wearing at his waist and shouted: "Brothers, kill these devils for me! The general and the other brothers are behind us, they'll be here soon, kill!"

  "Right, kill those bastards, kill them for me!" Zhang Fei and the other three drew out their long swords that they had been carrying with them and joined the battle together with Feng Tianming.

  The Tianjun Corps had been at a geographical disadvantage, but with the arrival of Feng Tianming and three other generals, the morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted. The situation on the battlefield changed dramatically, and the previously tired soldiers of the Tianjun Corps were revitalized by Feng Tianming's words that the general had arrived, their morale reaching its peak.

  "General, our army has suffered heavy casualties ahead. Let's retreat first! Otherwise..." A general knelt on one knee in front of Yang Jie and begged bitterly.

  Yang Jie heard his own words, and a hint of anger appeared on his gloomy face: "You command an army of 400,000, yet you can't even take down the Tianjun Division's 200,000-strong army. What a waste."

  Qing Tian heard the general's words, his face changed slightly, and he said again: "General, if you give me three days, I will definitely be able to take down this army of 200,000. At present, the geographical advantage of our army is very good. If we continue to attack, I'm afraid our casualties will be even more severe. By then, even if we take down this army of 200,000, I'm afraid that our own army of 400,000 will also be completely annihilated."

  Yang Jie was the kind of person who used his brain, and he naturally understood the meaning behind the words. However, he also wanted to achieve a great victory at a small cost, but if he didn't take advantage of Huang Tao's arrival to destroy the 200,000-strong army, it would be even more difficult to do so after Huang Tao arrived. After some deliberation, Yang Jie decided to use this inferior strategy, but he never expected that the soldiers of the Tianjun Army would be so brave and skilled in battle, as if they had all been through battles before. They killed without any psychological reaction, while his own soldiers were timid and fearful on the battlefield, it was really unbelievable.

  Yang Jie heard his own words, didn't even think about it, and directly refused: "No way, Huang Tao's reinforcements have already arrived in the rear. If we can't take down Luoping Plain within half a time, then wanting to wipe out this army of 200,000 will be even more difficult."

  "However, General..."

  "That's enough." Yang Jie directly interrupted what Qing Tian wanted to say, his face revealing a gloomy expression as he said: "Half an hour later, if our army still can't take down the Luoping Plains, then we'll retreat!"

  Under the clear sky, he saw his general's determined look and knew that even if he spoke out, it would be useless. He saluted and said, "Yes, General."

  "Get out!" Yang Jie waved his hand.

  "Yes, General." After responding, Qing Tian immediately left the military camp.

  Yang Jie gazed at the disappearing figure in the clear sky, silently cursing to himself: "Damn it, what a hassle. If I could take action myself, that would be great. Even if it meant consuming a lot of magic power, I could cast a forbidden spell to wipe out a large part of this army of 200,000. Unfortunately, I'm not allowed to take action."

  "Drive, drive..." The sound of whips and horses rose in waves, the earth seemed to be barely able to withstand the slight tremors caused by the galloping of tens of thousands of warhorses.

  Leng Xiangyao was getting closer to the battlefield, and his physical injuries were recovering faster. However, Leng Xiangyao discovered a huge problem - it seemed that his Chaos Pearl could only absorb Soul Power if he was within a ten-mile radius of the battlefield. If he exceeded this distance, he couldn't absorb any Soul Power at all. Didn't this mean that from now on, he would have to be on the battlefield in order to absorb Soul Power? Heaven! Wasn't he going to become another Bai Qi, the God of Murder?

  Huang Tao saw Leng Xiao Yao's stunned expression and thought his injuries had worsened, so he transmitted a message: "Young Master, is there anywhere on your body that feels uncomfortable?"

  Leng Xiangyao was pulled back to his senses by Huang Tao's transmission, and he replied with a transmission of his own: "Brother Huang, my injuries have fully healed. Let's speed up! I wonder how the situation is at the front lines."

  Actually, this transmission was taught by Fu Bo when Leng Xiangyang was in the Leng Mansion. At first, Fu Bo thought Leng Xiangyang was joking because this transmission requires a cultivation level of Sword Saint to use. However, when Fu Bo remembered his identity as the master of the young lord, he decided to try teaching it with an open mind. To his surprise, Leng Xiangyang learned the transmission in just over ten breaths, leaving Fu Bo's eyes wide with shock. In the end, all the credit went to the divine master behind Leng Xiangyang.

  "Alright, young master, let's speed up our journey! Once we pass the forest in front of us, we'll arrive at Luoping Plain." At first, when Huang Tao heard Leng Xiangyang's voice for the first time, he was also shocked and thought that Leng Xiangyang's cultivation had reached the Sword Saint level. However, after hearing Leng Xiangyang's explanation later on, he felt relieved. Therefore, at this moment, when he heard Leng Xiangyang's transmission, he wasn't too surprised.

  "Yes, I heard the sound." As Leng Xiao Yao drew closer to the battlefield, his blood grew hotter and hotter, and a desire to fight constantly urged him on.

  "If I don't cultivate this technique, I'll become a killer like Bai Qi!" Leng Xiao thought to himself.

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