Chapter 530 - 194: Killing the Martial Saint_2

Chapter 530: Chapter 194: Killing the Martial Saint_2

No matter how you look at it,

Chen Sansi is still one of the valuable “assets” of the Great Sheng Dynasty.

Cao Huan just couldn’t bear to let him die.

Sometimes he got angry,

but more often it was a worry about loss.

“A fight to the death…”

Zhao Wuji muttered, “Based on past situations, Mr. Chen on the battlefield likes to build up momentum. I can understand his thoughts, but this time it’s different.

“Backed against the agate river, it’s like a cornered beast, theoretically providing a temporary boost to morale. However, the presence of the Martial Saint on the other side means that any unfavorable situation in the battle could turn the effect of the agate river from a morale booster into the final straw that breaks the soldiers. They know there’s nowhere to run and could completely collapse, and direct defection is also possible.”

To be put in a desperate situation and to find a way to survive.

This saying sounds easy, but the difficulty can only be understood by generals who have truly led troops into battle—it’s as hard as reaching the heavens!

Because when a group of people is facing doom, rather than bursting out with unprecedented fighting will, it is more likely… they’ll wet themselves in fright!

The battle at Hu Lao is the perfect proof of this.

“As the saying goes, ‘Good words can’t persuade a ghost fated to die’!”

An old general said, “Since we really can’t stop him, just let him go.”

“Yes,”

Cao Huan put down the letter and exclaimed with a sigh, “I just hope that General Lü won’t let us down.”

…

You State.

After a long journey,

Lü Ji finally led his troops to You State.

Gazing into the distance, a huge breach could be seen in the thousands of miles of the Great Wall, looking as though a dragon python was savagely bitten in half by another ferocious beast.

At this gap, there were thousands of barbarian soldiers left behind.

“Boss!”

Nie Yuan caught up and said, “I’ve got the details: Ahead, there are five thousand barbarian troops; another fifty thousand are in Li City Prefecture, and a hundred thousand stronger army is camping near Zhu Tuo Pass.

“Passing through the Great Wall ahead, we enter the territory of You State.

“Shall I send a few dozen Light Cavalry ahead to test the reality of the Great Wall’s garrison?”

“No need.”

Lü Ji held the Heavenly Halberd in his hand and gazed at the Great Wall ahead with penetrating eyes, and said in a deep voice, “Send the order, call for a thousand men from the Xianzhen Army from the White Tiger Camp to follow me and directly charge into the enemy lines!”

“Alright!”

Nie Yuan immediately went to arrange it.

The two brothers had been partnering for a long time,

Always using such tactics,

At the sight of the Enemy Army, Lü Ji himself, with a few troops, would plunge into the formation. If any advantage could be gained, the larger force would swoop in afterwards, directly collapsing the Enemy Army.

If they fell into an ambush, at most, they would lose around a thousand men. Lü Ji himself would be able to break free, while Nie Yuan was responsible for the main army’s rear.

Of course, in most cases, Lü Ji would lead a thousand cavalry into the Enemy Army and scare them to the point of breaking, and then it would be a sweeping victory until a grand win was secured.

This was Lü Ji’s domineering way of marching troops, using invincible valor and bloody slaughter to terrify the Enemy Army, keeping them on the verge of collapse.

Today was no exception!

“Boom boom boom—”

“Hiss—”

The Fire Horse neighed, its hoofbeats thunderous, mane fiery red, and breath steaming like smoke.

Astride the horse,

A fierce general clad in vermillion Armor, a Heavenly Halberd trailing on the ground, tearing the earth, leaving trenches.

One man, one horse, like a Mountain God descending, charging straight into the enemy’s lines.

“Sheng people!”

“Enemy raid!”

“It’s Lü Ji!”

“…”

The barbarian general guarding the breach in the Great Wall immediately identified the person: “Quick, notify the Prince and the Immortal Master, Lü Ji is here! The rest of you, follow me and arrange the formation to block him, stop him, stop him!”

“Boom—”

In front of the camp,

Neither the Iron Tribulus nor the Horse Refusing Stakes could last a moment in front of the Fire Horse and the Heavenly Halberd, as fragile as paper.

“Ah!”

Just as the enemy broke into the camp, the barbarian general shouted furiously, picked up a Horse-cutting Saber, and charged forward.

“Boom—”

However,

In just one strike,

The barbarian general turned into a pile of mush along with his horse.

With the general dead, the garrison troops instantly scattered, Lü Ji entered a complete frenzy; wherever he passed was as if no one was there, and a thousand men from the Xianzhen Army slaughtered five thousand barbarian soldiers until they scattered in disarray.

Half an hour later,

The Xuanwu Camp and White Tiger Camp had entered the territory of You State, meeting with Xu Wencai and others in a small city.

“General Lü, we’ve been anxiously waiting for you!”

Fan Hailing was ecstatic as if he had seen a lifesaving straw.

“Yes, General!”

Pei Tiannan also came forward to greet him: “With the reinforcements that have arrived in the past few days from various places, plus the Xuanwu Camp and White Tiger Camp, we now have nearly eighty thousand troops, and with three Martial Saints we can definitely engage them in battle!”

“It’s just a pity that Hongze Camp hasn’t arrived.

Fan Hailing said, “Otherwise, we would have nearly one hundred thousand troops, not much different from the barbarian forces, and our chances of victory would be much higher. It’s just a pity…”

“General Lü.”

Xu Wencai, holding a Feather Fan, approached and asked, “How are the forces at the agate river?”

“I’ve just received the news too.”

Lü Ji pointed to the map with a bloodstained finger: “Yuwen Jingwen has gathered nearly one hundred thousand troops from nearby tribes, intending to intercept and cut off our retreat. Once we cross the agate river, it’s a dead-end.”

His tactic in leading troops was indeed domineering,

but it was not without judgment. Instead, it was based on assessing the odds of victory and what the cost of failure would be. Then he would go for a do-or-die fight, intimidating the Enemy Army with brutality.

If he fought the Enemy Army whenever he saw them, that wouldn’t be domineering, that would be mindless, a balance of rough with subtlety, maintaining an unbeatable domineering stance, is true intimidation, able to make the Enemy Army panic at the mere mention.

For this reason,