Chapter 1331: The March to Death
Chapter 1331: The March to Death
December 27, 2017
At the command, Cheng Jin's soldiers sprang into action.
Ignoring Pang Tong and Zhuge's resistance, a group of soldiers hoisted the two of them onto their shoulders and marched towards the City Lord's Manor without a backward glance.
Meanwhile, at the Bagua Formation, after Pang Tong and Zhuge's departure, Cheng Jin's body ignited with a blood-red flame.
"Soldiers, let us fight for our lord and for the future!"
Speaking of Cheng Jin, he was the first data-based general under Lu Hai Kong to surpass a strength value of 80.
After spending several years by Lu Hai Kong's side, nurtured by his protective nature, Cheng Jin's strength had already surpassed 90.
However, in the current battlefield, a strength of 90, which once could have altered the course of battles, was no longer as impressive.
At this moment, the only thing Cheng Jin could do was to ignite his inner energy and activate his general trait to buy time for Pang Tong and Zhuge.
With the skill of burning inner energy, Cheng Jin's strength soared from 90 to 95. On top of this, he once again utilized his general trait, 'Death Defiance'.
'Death Defiance': A special general trait that, once activated, cannot be reversed. The general and their soldiers will sacrifice their lives to maximize their strength.
Ps: After a battle, regardless of the survival of the general and soldiers, they will all perish within a day!
This is a general trait with no chance of survival!
With 'Death Defiance' unleashed, Cheng Jin's strength skyrocketed by another five points, reaching the overpower level 100.
The growth of Cheng Jin's eight thousand soldiers was even more terrifying. After all, their strength was relatively low, and they were paying the price with their lives. This surge in power boosted their strength by 20 points.
Under Cheng Jin's desperate outburst, the once-weakened Bagua Formation's phantom regained its form.
The difference now was that the phantom of the Bagua Formation had taken on a blood-red hue.
"Death Defiance? Sacrificing life for strength? The power and will are impressive, but this general trait is still a side path. Even if a group of weak soldiers burn their lives, they remain insignificant!"
Wang Jian let out a cold laugh. With a gesture, the black flood of his troops surged once more.
In an instant, the black flood clashed with the blood-red Bagua Formation, creating a spectacular display as the black and red, slaughter and defense, collided, showcasing their formidable auras.
Yet beneath this spectacle, there was an icy sound of shattering.
For at this moment, Wang Jian finally unleashed his true power.
From the moment the Bagua Formation turned blood-red, Wang Jian knew that the Sleeping Dragon and the Phoenix had fled. Despite their apparent immaturity in his eyes, to the point of being helpless, Wang Jian would not let them escape.
After all, during the previous overwhelming battle, the two youths had revealed their potential.
They might be helpless now, but who knew how terrifying they could become if given more time?
Wang Jian would not leave such a threat to Qin Shi Huang, so he unleashed his full power.
The demon army was no longer a mere flood but a terrifying, towering wave.
Black, ferocious, vast, and with an indescribable military might, it crashed like a tidal wave. In an instant, the blood-red Bagua Formation shattered, and the black wave crushed everything in its path.
Within this black wave, whether it was Cheng Jin, whose strength had surpassed 100, or his soldiers, whose strength had increased by 20, all were 'drowned'.
Despite their resistance amidst the black giant waves, and even as they inflicted heavy casualties on the invading demonic army, the enemy's advance remained unchecked.
Wang Jian, one of the Four Great Generals of the Warring States, truly lived up to his reputation. His control over the battlefield situation was freakishly strong.
Even the Dragon and Phoenix, the legendary strategists, were under his control. As long as he didn't permit it, they couldn't escape his grasp.
It didn't take long for the black waves to catch up with the dozen or so soldiers who had escorted Pang Tong and his group.
Just as the black waves were about to engulf them, a thick fog suddenly appeared out of thin air!
The moment the fog appeared, Pang Tong's expression changed. Having spent some time with Xun Yan, he immediately recognized this as one of Xun Yan's Scholar Talents, the Celestial Control: Fog!
"Please... You... Collect_6_9_Book_Bar (Six//Nine//Book//Bar)"
"Isn't he organizing the retreat? Why is he still here?"
"Xun You instructed me to organize the elite retreat, and the two most elite squads are right here. How can I leave without you?" Xun Yan's figure emerged from the fog and approached Pang Tong.
Upon seeing Xun Yan, Pang Tong's heart sank, and a look of anxiety appeared on his face. "What are you doing?"
Xun Yan smiled lightly and took out a token, handing it to Pang Tong. "You've done well, buying us time. Now, leave it to me. You know about the Teleportation Gate, right? There are five hundred members of the Flame Battalion and political talents waiting there. This token will activate the gate. Take it and lead them out!"
Pang Tong shivered involuntarily and instinctively pulled his hand back as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.
However, Xun Yan reached out and forcefully placed the token in his hand. "Remember, from now on, your lives are no longer your own. Take this and leave immediately!"
Without another word, Xun Yan turned and continued walking towards the demonic army through the fog.
At this moment, the usually lazy Xun Yan walked with unprecedented determination, his posture remarkably straight. As he walked, he muttered to himself.
"Why couldn't I just stay home and enjoy a leisurely life? Why did I have to come to Beifeng and get myself stuck here for the rest of my life?"
His soft muttering carried a hint of complaint, but Xun Yan's steps never faltered.
True heroes aren't those who constantly talk about saving the world or boast about their righteousness; they are those who are willing to be lazy, complain, and coast through life but, when a crisis truly strikes, step forward without hesitation.
Whether Xun Yan was a hero or not, he probably wouldn't admit to the title, but he was undoubtedly a man of great courage, willing to stand up in times of crisis.
What Xun Yan didn't know was that, as he marched towards the demonic army with a determination to die, a purple-haired youth with a unique spiky hairstyle had already arrived outside Iron Blood City...
(End of Chapter)
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