sovbooks Chapter 280 Yuwen Chenglong: You're quite capable to be able to spar with me.
Chapter 280 Yuwen Chenglong: You're quite capable to be able to spar with me.
"Your Majesty, run!"
Wen Shihong sensed something was wrong, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
He grabbed Xiao Xian, who was still in a daze, and with all his might, jumped onto the bank of the water village.
In a daze, Xiao Xian heard a huge, deafening roar behind him.
It was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open, causing the river to surge backward.
He turned around and saw that it was his own warship, flying the Xiao flag, that had smashed a huge hole in the water fortress.
Wood chips flew everywhere, water sprayed into the sky, and the soldiers guarding the village were smashed to pieces.
Immediately afterwards, a series of booming sounds rang out, one after another, without end, like thunder.
Sui army warships, one after another, recklessly rammed into the water fortress.
The soldiers above leaped down one after another, like wolves and tigers, their battle cries shaking the heavens, swords flashing and blood staining the great river.
"Kill! Those who resist to the bitter end, leave no one alive! Those who abandon their armor and weapons may live!"
Standing at the bow of the ship, Lü Xiao looked down at the Sui soldiers and shouted loudly.
"Okay!"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Chenglong was instantly energized. The moment he jumped off the boat, he charged forward with his gun.
"I'll do it! Let me do it!"
The turtle, clutching its long-handled golden mace, was so anxious that it spoke the Sui language with perfect fluency.
To him, these people were not only enemies, but also walking money, gleaming silver, and heavy copper coins.
The more you kill, the more reward you get, and the more bowls of wine you can drink.
For the Red Vanguard Army, this battle was a victory wherever they went, a credit that came out of thin air, as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
But for Xiao Xian's troops, today they faced the most desperate battle of their lives.
In terms of equipment, they were barely comparable to the Sui army, and were not completely overwhelmed.
After all, they were once soldiers of the Sui Dynasty, and their armor and weapons were not much worse.
In terms of martial prowess and the fierce generals who charge into battle, even if they had picked out the best, they wouldn't be a fraction of the Sui army's strength, and they couldn't even defeat Yuwen Chenglong.
Almost instantly, with a single charge, Xiao Xian's soldiers collapsed.
The army was utterly defeated, collapsing in disarray, crying out for their parents, and fleeing in all directions.
"Your Majesty, you must return to Jiangling City immediately! Hurry! It will be too late if you don't leave now!"
Wen Shihong had already dragged Xiao Xian away to safety, far from the battlefield, before letting go.
"Then... what should we do about this main battlefield?"
At this moment, Xiao Xian was completely panicked, at a loss, his mind went blank, and his lips were trembling.
Since the uprising began, he has had a smooth and successful run, advancing triumphantly and encountering almost no significant resistance.
Some battles, though difficult, were won by his generals, turning danger into safety and escaping unscathed.
Today, he thought this war would be like any other, and he would eventually win, continuing his hegemony and becoming king or emperor.
Unexpectedly, it completely overturned his understanding of the battlefield, shattered his illusions, and made him understand what real warfare is.
"This humble general will fight to the last moment, defending the water fortress to the death, and buying time for Your Majesty!"
Wen Shihong dared not guarantee victory in this battle, because he was not very confident and even felt that the chances were slim and the odds were against him.
But he had to say it that way; he had to give Xiao Xian confidence so that he could leave with peace of mind.
"General, please proceed with caution. I... I will return to Jiangling first..."
Xiao Xian watched as his own battle flags fell one by one and were cut down one by one, and dared not stay there any longer.
They were terrified that if they were too late, they wouldn't be able to leave and would lose their lives there.
After he finished speaking, he took his confidants, mounted his horse, and fled in a panic without looking back, the sound of hooves echoing rapidly.
"Follow me to meet the enemy! Charge back! Fight the Sui army to the death!"
Upon seeing this, Wen Shihong withdrew his gaze, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes, as if he were facing death without fear.
He took up his eighteen-foot spear, turned back, and led the remaining soldiers in a final resistance, a last struggle.
"Oh, so there's a general who dares to come back to his death?"
While fighting the enemy, Yuwen Chenglong noticed Wen Shihong returning with his men, and his eyes immediately lit up.
He was just looking for someone to practice fighting with, and here he is.
"I'll do it! I'll do it!"
The enormous body of the giant turtle swept past Yuwen Chenglong, trying to get there first.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
Yuwen Chenglong took a step forward, raised his foot, and kicked the turtle in the lower back with precision, quickly and accurately.
He used only a tiny bit of force with this kick, it was light and effortless, like a tickle, and it wouldn't hurt the giant turtle.
The turtle was kicked, and its speed immediately slowed down. It could only watch helplessly as Yuwen Chenglong rushed up and snatched its prey.
He watched Yuwen Chenglong's retreating figure, which looked like a dog seeing shit, and muttered, "No Jiang Wude~"
"Where is Lü Xiao? Where is Lü Xiao? Do you dare to fight me!"
Wen Shihong, wielding his eighteen-foot spear, shouted commands as he fought the enemy.
"Bah! You dare challenge my lord? Come and try me!"
Yuwen Chenglong cursed angrily as his silver spear struck, swift as lightning, accompanied by the sound of it cutting through the air.
Seeing this, Wen Shihong dodged aside, barely avoiding the attack. He broke out in a cold sweat, and his gaze immediately turned serious, as if facing a formidable enemy.
He discovered that Yuwen Chenglong's gun was wielded at tricky angles, and was both fast and ruthless.
Before they even met Lü Xiao, they were already facing a formidable enemy.
If Lü Xiao were to take action personally, what would happen?
"Heh heh, you can't even get past me, how can you possibly see my lord?"
As Yuwen Chenglong spoke, he took the gourd from his waist and gulped it down into his mouth.
The drink dripped down his chin, showing no regard for the other person, and even a hint of mockery and disdain.
"Stop being so arrogant!"
Wen Shihong was furious. The other party was showing contempt for him, and this was intolerable.
The next moment, his eighteen-foot spear suddenly thrust out, aiming straight for Yuwen Chenglong's throat.
Upon seeing this, Yuwen Chenglong didn't even think of dodging; he stood still, as steady as Mount Tai.
He opened his mouth and suddenly threw the wine in his mouth at Wen Shihong.
Wen Shihong blinked subconsciously, instinctively avoiding eye contact.
In that instant, he was shocked to find that Yuwen Chenglong's silver spear had already pierced in front of him, leaving him with no way to dodge or avoid it.
puff!
This time, he had no chance to dodge at all, and before he could even react, he was pierced through by the spear.
The spear tip pierced through his body, staining his armor red.
"I……"
Wen Shihong planted his eighteen-foot spear in the ground and gripped it tightly to steady his swaying body.
He never imagined that he would be known as the fiercest general in Xiao Xian's army, invincible in every way.
He didn't even have a chance to see Lü Xiao before being easily defeated by one of Lü Xiao's generals.
"To be able to spar with me, you must be quite capable. It's just a pity you followed the wrong person and chose the wrong path."
Yuwen Chenglong leaped past Wen Shihong, grabbed the spear that had pierced through Wen Shihong's body, and yanked it out.