jdhmnovel Chapter 124 Fierce Battle
Chapter 124 Fierce Battle
On this vast, desolate battlefield filled with the smoke of gunpowder, the shouts of battle rose and fell like thunderclaps, resounding through the sky and making people's eardrums ache, almost causing them to lose their hearing.
The cold glint of blades and the sharp shadows of swords crisscrossed under the dark red sky, which seemed to be stained with blood, creating a dazzling spectacle.
The splattered blood was like the first ray of dawn at daybreak.
Crimson and dazzling, it was scattered wantonly on the earth, turning the original yellowish ground into a shocking blood red.
The soldiers of the Ling Kingdom are all brave and fearless men of iron will.
Faced with the overwhelming enemy forces, they showed no fear and threw themselves into the fierce battle.
However, under the relentless bombardment of the Qin army, which was like a raging flood or a ferocious beast, the enemy was defeated.
The defenses meticulously constructed by the Ling Kingdom soldiers were like fragile paper, slowly beginning to crack.
As time went by, their strength was gradually depleted.
General Li Zhiyi, a legendary warrior who has fought countless battles, is now wielding his long sword, fighting a bloody battle on the front lines where life and death hang in the balance.
His heavy armor was already soaked with the hot blood spurted out by the enemy, becoming wet and turning a chilling dark red.
His resolute face was also covered with mottled bloodstains and glistening sweat, making him look somewhat disheveled.
However, his bright eyes always shone with unwavering determination, as if forged from steel, showing no sign of backing down.
His gaze swept quickly across the entire battlefield, witnessing his brothers, with whom he had shared life and death, fall one by one.
Every time he saw a comrade fall, his heart felt as if it were being slashed by an incredibly sharp knife; the pain went deep into his bones.
Anger and grief were intertwined and intertwined in his heart.
Like an invisible, enormous hammer, it struck his tormented heart again and again.
"Soldiers!" General Li Zhiyi shouted at the top of his lungs, as if using all his strength.
His voice pierced through the clamor of war and the cacophony of battle cries, clearly reaching the ears of every soldier of the Spirit Kingdom.
His voice sounded particularly tragic and heroic amidst the clamor of the battlefield, like a hymn to a hero.
However, the situation was becoming increasingly critical, and the Qin soldiers' encirclement was like an invisible giant net, getting smaller and smaller.
The space for movement of the Ling Kingdom soldiers was constantly being compressed, and their hope of survival was gradually fading away.
General Li Zhiyi gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.
He knew that continuing to fight like this would only lead to more soldiers sacrificing their lives in vain.
So he decisively turned around, ran towards the city, and ordered his men to quickly beat the drums and retreat.
The heavy drumbeats echoed across the battlefield, like a call to life.
Upon hearing the signal to retreat, the soldiers of the Ling Kingdom were filled with reluctance, but they also understood the gravity of the situation.
"Soldiers, retreat for now! Preserve your strength for another day!" General Li Zhiyi roared.
His voice was slightly hoarse, yet it was full of boundless strength and hope.
The soldiers began to retreat in an orderly fashion, fighting and covering each other as they made their way back into the city.
The soldiers of Ling Kingdom helped their wounded comrades back together, their backs appearing so resolute and tragic in the setting sun.
General Li Zhiyi, holding a long sword, stood at the rear, like a guardian deity blocking the Qin soldiers' pursuit.
Every swing of his sword was filled with boundless anger and unwavering determination, as if he wanted to unleash all his hatred on the battlefield.
"Want to catch up? You'll have to ask this greatsword of mine first!"
General Li Zhiyi roared, his voice echoing across the battlefield like a lightning bolt piercing the night sky.
The Qin soldiers pressed forward relentlessly, attempting to break through General Li Zhiyi's defenses, but the valiant general stood firm like an insurmountable mountain, stubbornly holding onto his retreat.
Meanwhile, Shanzi and his three companions were still locked in fierce combat with Sima Xin, a fierce general of the Qin state, covering the retreat of the Ling state's soldiers.
Seeing that everyone had almost finished retreating, Shanzi quickly shouted to the others, "Retreat!"
The four of them worked together, fighting and retreating, and eventually managed to get back into the city.
General Li Zhiyi was the last to cross the drawbridge and enter the city.
As soon as he entered the city, the drawbridge was lowered and the city gates slammed shut with a loud bang, as if keeping all dangers out.
General Li Zhiyi leaned against the city wall, panting heavily, his hands supporting his knees.
He gazed at the dark mass of Qin troops outside the city gate, his eyes showing no fear or hesitation.
He said through gritted teeth, "Today's defeat is only temporary."
"You treacherous Qin dogs, you just wait! My Ling Kingdom will make you pay for your crimes in blood!"
An atmosphere of sorrow and exhaustion permeated the city. Wounded soldiers groaned in pain.
The uninjured soldiers stared solemnly at the enemy troops outside the city.
General Li Zhiyi straightened his back and said loudly, "Brothers, don't be discouraged! Although we are retreating, our fighting spirit will not be extinguished!"
"As long as we unite as one, we will surely defend our homeland and defeat the enemy."
Upon hearing the general's words, the soldiers' eyes rekindled with hope.
They knew that the battle was not over yet, and that they still had a chance to fight back.
In the following days, the flames of war continued to burn along the border of the Ling Kingdom, as if they were about to devour the entire sky.
Every day, the Qin army would launch fierce attacks like a surging tide, while the soldiers of Ling would resist stubbornly.
On the first day, the Qin state's offensive was as fierce as a storm.
On the city wall, General Li Zhiyi's gaze was firm and unwavering as he directed his soldiers to use rolling stones, hot oil, and other weapons to defend against the enemy's attack.
The Qin soldiers screamed in agony, but they continued to charge forward relentlessly.
Shanzi and his men fought bravely against the enemy on the city wall, their figures flashing across the battlefield like streaks of lightning.
Cheng Peng possessed immense strength; he lifted a giant rock and hurled it fiercely at the enemy.
Xiao Lie and A Fu were unerring in their arrows, accurately shooting down every enemy who tried to approach the city wall.
However, the Qin offensive was too fierce, and many breaches appeared in the city walls, with casualties among the Ling soldiers continuing to rise.
The next day, just as dawn broke, the war drums of Qin sounded once again.
General Li Zhiyi took the lead, working alongside his soldiers to repair the damaged parts of the city wall in preparation for the new battle.
On this day, the Qin state dispatched its elite cavalry to attempt to break through the city gates.
Shanzi led a group of soldiers to defend against the cavalry charge with long spears; they guarded the city gate like an indestructible shield.
On the battlefield, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and shouts of battle shook the heavens. Every soldier was using his life to defend the peace of his homeland.
Despite the desperate resistance of the Ling Kingdom, the immense pressure from the Qin army made their situation extremely difficult.
On the third day, the battle intensified.
The Qin state used catapults, heavy weapons made of huge stones.
It crashed into the city wall like a meteorite, and the wall teetered on the brink of collapse under the enormous impact.
General Li Zhiyi stood on the city wall, his gaze fixed solemnly on the Qin army surging in like a tide in the distance.
He knew that if the city wall were breached, the entire Ling Kingdom would be plunged into an abyss of no return.
Thinking of this, he bit his lip and secretly made up his mind to defend the city.
Therefore, General Li Zhiyi did not hesitate to personally lead a suicide squad.
They opened the city gates and charged towards the Qin's catapult positions like arrows released from a bow.
Shanzi and the other warriors followed closely in the general's footsteps.
Their figures moved through the enemy ranks, their weapons gleaming coldly, each swing sending up a spray of blood.
These warriors of the Spirit Kingdom fought bravely in the enemy ranks, their ferocity like tigers descending the mountain, unstoppable.
In an instant, shouts of battle and the clash of weapons resounded through the sky, and the entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a hellish scene.
Blood stained the earth red, corpses piled up like mountains, and the rivers were also dyed red.
However, faced with such a horrific scene, both sides were blinded by rage and neither was willing to back down an inch.
The fierce battle lasted for several days.
By the fourth day, both the soldiers of Ling and Qin were exhausted, but the battle showed no signs of stopping.
At this point, seeing that they could not conquer the city after a prolonged siege, the Qin state changed its tactics.
They began to adopt a siege strategy, attempting to cut off the supply lines of the Ling Kingdom's army.
As time went by, resources in Lingguo City gradually became scarce.
The soldiers had to stand guard on an empty stomach, but they did not complain at all, and not one of them chose to back down or give up.
Because they know that behind them are their homes and loved ones, and if the defense line collapses, the consequences will be unimaginable.
General Li Zhiyi tirelessly traveled between various strongholds, boosting everyone's morale.
He shouted, "Brothers, we've made it this far, we can't afford to fall now!"
Even if we fight to the last man, we will defend this city.
Upon hearing this, Shanzi and the others responded enthusiastically. They supported each other, their eyes firm and resolute, expressing their willingness to live and die with the city.