Chapter 1314: Xian Yu Fu's Death in Battle
Chapter 1314: Xian Yu Fu's Death in Battle
December 19, 2017
Youzhou, Lingzhi City!
Ever since this city fell completely under Meng Tian's control, the nights in Lingzhi City had become eerily dark and sinister.
The terrifying appearances of the Beyond-Worlder demons patrolling the city, the carelessly discarded bodies of soldiers in the corners of the walls, and the bloodstains covering almost the entire city all served as constant reminders to the remaining resistance forces within Lingzhi City.
In the dead of night, a figure skillfully evaded the demons and arrived at a corner. After gently tapping the wall a few times, a responding sound echoed from the side.
Within the simple and subtle knocks, a message seemed to be conveyed and exchanged.
The two parties did not meet face-to-face but used this method of knocking sounds to communicate in the corner.
After a few minutes, the person who had come finished conveying their message and left.
Once they were gone, another figure emerged from a different corner. This person cautiously surveyed the area and, after confirming it was safe, left their hiding spot.
Over ten minutes later, the figure arrived at a pile of ruins and carefully located an entrance, using an axe to access the underground.
Deep underground, the darkness of the night suddenly dissipated.
It was a sizable secret chamber, illuminated by a few candles. In the dim candlelight, one could make out two to three dozen people squatting inside, all wearing battle armor and carrying weapons. They were undoubtedly well-trained generals, and without a doubt, they were all from the Fire Battalion.
As the Fire Battalion members saw the person enter, they immediately surrounded them.
"What did he say?"
"Our guess was right. Meng Chao, that scoundrel, has cut off contact with Luoyang. Moreover, with enemies invading Yunzhong, Luoyang, and Ironblood, all three places are under attack. For the time being, Luoyang has no spare capacity to pay attention to us, which means we won't have any reinforcements in the short term!"
The news didn't dampen the spirits of the Fire Battalion members too much, as they had been aware of this situation from the very beginning.
"Is there no way for him to contact the outside world?" asked one of the Fire Battalion members.
"He tried, but without success. Meng Chao is currently on high alert; even when meeting his son, he keeps his hand on his sword hilt. It's extremely difficult to do anything at this time!" The person shook his head.
"Are we just going to stand by and watch Meng Chao sell out Lingzhi City?"
"No, we still have something we can do!" A glint of determination flashed in the person's eyes. "He just contacted me and mentioned something important. Tomorrow, the rulers of this group of Beyond-Worlder demons will arrive. If we can kill or capture him, the current battle situation can be changed. However, the success rate is very low, and our chances of dying in battle are almost a hundred percent!"
As he spoke, he scanned the Fire Battalion members around him, his gaze moving from one to the next.
At this moment, no one flinched; everyone's eyes were fixed on him with determination.
Seeing their unwavering gaze, the person swallowed the words he had intended to say, as he knew that those who followed him had already made up their minds.
"Alright then, let's start planning!"
...
While the Fire Battalion members in Lingzhi City were devising a plan that would undoubtedly lead to their deaths...
In Yunchong Prefecture, outside the massive black gateway, a massacre that had lasted for two days and three nights was finally drawing to a close.
After three days of relentless slaughter, over two hundred thousand soldiers had perished here.
And in exchange for the lives of two hundred thousand soldiers, the results they achieved were pitiful. Aside from the three days of battle, they only managed to capture a few hundred enemies.
From the perspective of the Three Kingdoms world, trading two hundred thousand lives for two hundred enemies was undoubtedly a disastrous campaign. However, if the Beyond-Worlders were to learn that Xian Yu Fu had led two hundred thousand 'weaklings' to kill two hundred of the most elite cavalry from beyond the borders, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation.
After all, this cavalry unit was led by a renowned commander. Despite their leader's presence, they still managed to capture over two hundred enemies, which could be considered a miracle.
However, if someone had witnessed this battle, they wouldn't view it as a miracle. Anyone who witnessed this campaign firsthand would have their hearts stirred.
Two hundred thousand soldiers fighting to the last man without retreat or fear, only to capture two hundred enemies in the end—could this be called a miracle? It was nothing but a tragedy!
Weakness is an original sin. No matter how strong their beliefs or how noble their faith, without the support of formidable strength, these two hundred thousand soldiers could only embrace their convictions as they died.
When the last of Xian Yu Fu's personal guards was slain, a powerful figure rode his tall warhorse to Xian Yu Fu's side.
Instead of killing Xian Yu Fu, the man dismounted and approached him, his eyes filled with admiration.
For two days and three nights, his weapon had never stopped, and the soldiers who died by his hand numbered in the thousands. Yet, this did not hinder his appreciation for Xian Yu Fu and the Third Legion.
This was understandable; no ruler would fail to appreciate loyal soldiers and generals with unwavering convictions, willing to die for their beliefs.
"You're quite impressive, and so are your men. Join me!"
"Your logic is strange. You've killed two hundred thousand of my brothers, and now you want to recruit me? Do you think that's possible?" Xian Yu Fu scoffed, slowly raising his long sword into an offensive stance.
"Why not? You've already lost, and soon, your lord will follow in your footsteps. Everything you believe in will crumble. Since it's all gone, why not start anew and choose a powerful ruler?" the man said confidently.
"I may have lost, but my lord will never. You might as well prepare for death. My lord will avenge us!" As Xian Yu Fu spoke, his strength surged, and without hesitation, he swung his sword.
"Ding!" The man effortlessly trapped Xian Yu Fu's sword.
Just as the man was about to say something, he noticed that Xian Yu Fu had already died, blood flowing from his seven orifices.
Witnessing this, the man was stunned for a moment before reacting. Narrowing his eyes, he glanced at the deceased Xian Yu Fu and then looked away, gazing towards the direction of Luoyang City.
"Avenge me? If he has the ability, let him try!"
(End of Chapter)
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