kvmb Chapter 900 War
Chapter 900 War
Countless flames soon illuminated the valley.
The sounds of fighting mingled together.
The soldiers fell one by one and got up again, until they had no strength left.
The battle between the two armies continued for an unknown period of time. The dark sky grew increasingly gloomy, and a light drizzle of snow began to fall. The cold wind lashed at my chapped face like a knife.
When my hands and feet were so cold and swollen that I almost lost all feeling, even the pain of being cut by a knife felt dulled.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger.
The torches began to die out little by little.
The surroundings, however, grew brighter and brighter.
After being exposed to the wind and snow for a long time, my vision began to blur.
Even after living in the North for many years, they still found it difficult to adapt to the temporary blindness brought on by snowy nights.
"Send the order, retreat!"
Seeing his soldiers falling one by one, Zong Shuo, no matter how unwilling he was, had no choice but to order a quick retreat, otherwise, if he delayed any longer, his entire army would be wiped out.
"withdraw!--"
The bugle call to retreat sounded.
But an unexpected event followed.
"General, this is bad! The enemy has reinforcements, and we are surrounded!" The retreat was only halfway through when the enemy reinforcements outflanked them first.
Zong Shuo and Yan Yue stood back to back, Yan Yue's left arm bent unnaturally, clearly indicating that he was injured.
"What should we do?" Yan Yue's voice was hoarse. None of them had expected that they would be so unlucky. It started snowing heavily in the night, and the enemy's reinforcements arrived first.
The exact number of reinforcements is still uncertain, but even if it's only 10,000, they won't be able to leave Fengming Mountain today.
At this point, retreating was pointless.
Upon receiving the news, Yingzhou knew that the General would send reinforcements immediately. Their only way out now was to break through the encirclement and perhaps catch up with the reinforcements.
Zong Shuo flicked his spear, sending a charging enemy soldier flying, and gripped his spear tightly.
"All troops, listen to my command! Break through the encirclement!"
"kill!"
If we can't break through, we'll only face death tonight.
In dire straits, the only option is to fight to the death.
The warm blood splattered on my face, melting the snow particles stuck to the wound, but I felt no pain at all.
The sky was beginning to lighten.
The soldiers' vision was already pitch black due to the stimulation of the snowy night.
In a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of galloping hooves. The soldier lying on the ground tried to open his eyes wide, but he could not see anything. His eyelids had no strength to tremble and soon froze.
Suddenly someone shouted, "Reinforcements! Reinforcements have arrived!"
In the chaos, the enemy soldiers uttered some curses, which eventually morphed into words the others could understand: "Retreat—"
The sound of weapons clashing rang out again. After an unknown amount of time, as dawn broke, the soldiers huddled together in twos and threes, slumped on the ground, so cold that only faint breaths could be seen turning into thin mist before their eyes.
"Quick! Save people!"
A strange, young male voice rang out, and the soldiers instinctively looked in the direction of the voice, but could only vaguely see a figure moving about, unable to make it out clearly.
Zong Shuo, supporting Yan Yue's body, struggled to his feet. "Are you alright?"
Yan Yue grimaced, his lips trembling with pain, and his voice was somewhat broken, "Not bad, Fengming Mountain held up, right?"
"We held on."
He was answered by another voice.
Yan Yue moved his eyelids, trying to see who it was, but he couldn't make out who it was.
"This humble general, Huo Lin, greets Your Highness the Fourth Prince."
Huo Lin clasped his hands in a salute, then quickly stepped forward to support Yan Yue, who was about to fall.
"Huo Lin?" For a moment, Zong Shuo couldn't remember who this person was.
Yan Yue, however, reacted and asked, "Brother-in-law?"
This sudden surprise brought Yan Yue's almost frozen mind back to a clearer state, and she looked at Huo Lin in disbelief, "Why is it you?"
Huo Lin was also stunned by Yan Yue's address of "brother-in-law": "You..."
"I am Yan Yue. Sheng Xiaosi and I will be engaged sooner or later. Is it not inappropriate for me to call you brother-in-law in advance?" Yan Yue regained his senses, and his voice became a little lighter.
In this situation, the group couldn't help but chuckle at his words, as if they had finally come back to their senses.
Yan Yue explained to Zong Shuo, "Fourth Brother, this is the eldest sister's husband of the Sheng family, a close friend of eldest brother Sheng, who used to serve in the army in the Northwest."
"I was originally in Qingzhou. A few days ago, I received a letter from Brother Sheng saying that there had been unrest in the north. I went to seek refuge with His Highness the Crown Prince. Yesterday, I arrived in Yingzhou and came to Fengming Mountain to provide support on His Highness the Crown Prince's orders." Huo Lin explained his origins to them.
"Second brother is here?"
"My cousin is here?"
Upon hearing that the Crown Prince had arrived in Yingzhou, even Zong Shuo, who was usually not one to show his joy, raised his voice by two decibels.
Yan Yue was even more excited, "I knew it! My cousin is here, we're definitely saved!"
Huo Lin said, "This place is not suitable for setting up camp. I have already ordered the soldiers to set up camp in the rear and escort the wounded soldiers back first. Coincidentally, the medicine and doctors that Brother Sheng sent from the Northwest yesterday also arrived in Yingzhou. When they learned that we were coming to provide support, they came along as well."
"Alright, let's get everyone treated first," Zong Shuo said.
As the sting in his eyes subsided, Zong Shuo's gaze fell upon the devastated valley. The soldiers' corpses lay scattered about, and the snow on the ground was soaked with blood, mixed with the dry, hard soil, cracking layer by layer.
He has been in the North for almost ten years, and this scene has repeated itself countless times.
War is always cruel.