si-mexico Chapter 2056 Lost its Spirit
Chapter 2056 Lost its Spirit
Feng Mulan's appearance completely ignited Wang Zhongsi's murderous intent!
If we can kill Feng Mulan here, all the sacrifices will be worthwhile!
"Feng Mulan! Prepare to die!"
Wang Zhongsi abandoned the surrounding soldiers, brandished his long sword, and charged straight at Feng Mulan with a fierce killing intent!
Feng Mulan's eyes were cold and she showed no fear. Her Xuan Tie Heavy Sword carried an aura as steady as a mountain as she met Wang Zhongsi's powerful longsword!
"clang--!"
The heavy sword and the long saber clashed fiercely, unleashing a deafening roar and sending sparks flying!
A huge shockwave emanated from the two of them and spread outwards!
Wang Zhongsi felt a sudden numbness in his arm and was secretly shocked that his opponent, a mere woman, possessed such formidable strength!
Using the properties of the heavy sword, Feng Mulan steadily parried the thunderous blow without moving an inch.
The next moment, the two were locked in combat!
Wang Zhongsi's swordsmanship was expansive and powerful, unmatched in its ferocity.
Feng Mulan's heavy sword provided impenetrable defense, while her light sword, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, would occasionally strike out with swift and ruthless speed, forcing Wang Zhongsi to retreat and defend.
The personal combat between these two supreme commanders pushed this already extremely fierce battle to an even more intense climax!
Seeing their commanders fighting so fiercely, the soldiers around them were even more energized, fighting with even greater abandon and cruelty!
Every minute, every second, lives were lost, and blood almost formed streams.
This decisive battle under the cover of night has become the ultimate test of will, courage, and sacrifice!
The night was as dark as ink, and the firelight flickered.
The clash between Wang Zhongsi and Feng Mulan, the two commanders on opposite sides, was like a boulder thrown into a boiling sea of blood, the resulting waves instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield.
Each clash between the greatsword and the longsword produced a deafening roar and blinding sparks, attracting the attention of countless soldiers around them.
Wang Zhongsi's sword was heavy and powerful; each strike contained the ruthlessness and decisiveness of a veteran general, striving to suppress his opponent with absolute power.
His swordsmanship was like a raging storm, relentlessly slashing at Feng Mulan, attempting to tear a gash in her seemingly slender body.
The wind howled, even stirring up dust and blood foam on the ground.
However, Feng Mulan's response was absolutely brilliant.
The heavy iron sword in her hand moved with a calm and composed demeanor, not clumsy, but rather with an effortless ease.
The sword was thick and wide, and it always managed to accurately block Wang Zhongsi's most threatening slashes. The loud clanging sound was not like metal clashing, but like two mountains colliding.
What alarmed Wang Zhongsi even more was the willow-leaf-shaped light sword in Feng Mulan's other hand, which was not yet fully drawn.
The sword was like a venomous snake poised to strike, always striking out from an extremely tricky angle at the delicate moment when his old strength had just run out and his new strength had not yet arisen. Its speed was as fast as lightning, forcing him to turn his blade around to save himself, and his attacks were repeatedly thwarted.
The two fought quickly, exchanging blows for more than twenty rounds in the blink of an eye.
Wang Zhongsi became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, realizing that he was completely unable to gain the upper hand!
His opponent's strength might be slightly inferior to his own, but the seamless combination of heavy and light sword techniques, along with that terrifyingly calm combat intuition, rendered all his killing moves ineffective, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.
If the fight continues, it will be impossible to determine a winner in a short period of time.
In the midst of this fierce battle, Wang Zhongsi caught a glimpse of the surrounding fighting out of the corner of his eye.
Because he personally charged into battle, he attracted the attention of a large number of Chu troops.
Although his Tang army was brave, after losing the unified command of the supreme commander, the rhythm of the attack clearly began to become somewhat chaotic, the coordination between the various units became problematic, and there were even several signs that they were pushed back by small groups of Chu troops.
"not good!"
Wang Zhongsi's heart sank suddenly.
As the commander-in-chief, he knew all too well what it meant if the supreme commander were to be away from his command position for an extended period of time in a chaotic battle involving hundreds of thousands of people.
That would be catastrophic!
Especially now, every minute and every second is crucial. If our own formation falls apart first, let alone defeating the Vermilion Bird Legion, we might not even be able to protect ourselves!
Upon realizing this, Wang Zhongsi lost all desire to continue the fight.
He forcefully deflected Feng Mulan's light sword with a slash, using the force to leap back half a step.
He stared at Feng Mulan with a gloomy gaze, letting out a cold snort filled with resentment and anger:
"Hmph! I'll remember this for now, and take your life another day!"
After saying that, he didn't hesitate. Under the cover of the shield formed by his personal guards who fought desperately with their bodies, he quickly turned around and disappeared into the chaotic battle and the thick darkness behind him in a few leaps.
Seeing their commander retreat, the Tang soldiers immediately shrank back into a tight formation, fighting and retreating to cover Wang Zhongsi's escape from direct contact with Feng Mulan.
Seeing that Wang Zhongsi was about to leave, Feng Mulan was not about to let him go so easily.
She gave a sharp shout and brandished her heavy sword, ready to give chase.
However, the darkness of night provided Wang Zhongsi with the best cover.
On the battlefield, figures moved about, and firelight flickered. In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhongsi's tall figure disappeared into the chaotic crowd and darkness, leaving no trace.
"Humph, you run fast!"
Feng Mulan stood with her sword in hand, a cold glint flashing in her eyes visible through her veil, but she was not blinded by anger.
She knew that in such a chaotic night battle, it was extremely risky to rashly venture deep into enemy territory to pursue a general who was determined to leave, and she might even be taken advantage of by the enemy.
She quickly suppressed the urge to pursue and focused her attention back on overall command.
Looking around, one could see that the Zhuque Legion's formation had been somewhat affected by the fierce battle with Wang Zhongsi, and some soldiers were trying to pursue them, causing the line to loosen slightly.
"Sound the retreat! Regroup your forces! Each battalion must remain at its post and are not to pursue the enemy without authorization!"
Feng Mulan's voice rang out clearly and calmly, piercing through the clamor of the battlefield:
"Rely on the existing formation and maintain a steady defense! Prevent the enemy from launching a counterattack!"
The command was executed swiftly.
A sharp gong sounded from the Chu army ranks, signaling the retreat and the consolidation of the defensive line.
Upon receiving the order, the somewhat restless soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Legion immediately stopped their rash advance and began to move towards the central banner.
They reorganized their disordered formation, with spearmen in front and crossbowmen behind, once again forming a solid defensive barrier.
Feng Mulan returned to the central army banner. Although she failed to kill Wang Zhongsi in battle, her personal battle and her act of forcing the enemy commander to retreat greatly boosted the morale of the entire army.
She looked at the Tang army camp opposite her, which was still shouting battle cries, but seemed to have lost its initial indomitable spirit, and she understood perfectly.
“Wang Zhongsi’s retreat will surely be a chance to regroup, but he has lost his fighting spirit.”