Chapter 1002: Chapter 13 The Revenge of the Sapling [Two in One]_4 Chapter 1002: Chapter 13 The Revenge of the Sapling [Two in One]_4 Because he always rembered one thing, sothing the Qin Emperor once said to him—
“Once you decide, cut decisively! As a commander of an army, you must have the power of decision! Sotis, the rise and fall of a nation is but a thought away in the mind of a commanding general!”
“A thought is fleeting. But capture the opportunity, and a nation rises. Miss it, and a nation falls! That’s the battlefield for you! That’s why I give you… full authority!”
“A thought away!”
“The rise and fall of a nation!”
Therefore, Wu Tiejun decided to seize this mont and strive for a great victory!
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Fei Xinyu led his troops with the belief that his army was invincible, but he was also prepared for a decisive battle to the death.
But when he charged forward for a look…
Damn, is this a military camp?
Even the most disorderly, undisciplined camp shouldn’t look like this, should it?
People shouting, horses neighing; it’s all a jumbled ss, chaos everywhere you look!
Fei Xinyu’s eyes suddenly brightened, frighteningly so.
“Don’t bother regrouping, don’t bother forming up, just charge straight for , kill, charge through, charge in!”
“Kill! Let loose and kill for !”
“You sons of bitches raised by a bitch, your Grandpa Fei is here!”
This loud shout instantly announced who had arrived.
In the Yan Army’s camp, the startled horses were still running wild everywhere.
Having suffered mysterious heavy injuries, all they wanted was to leave this place as fast as possible.
This place was truly too horrifying.
They were leisurely flicking their tails and eating grass in the stables, ready to sleep soundly and fatten up, but suddenly, sothing cold and hard thrust in from the back door, jabbing all the way into the intestines…
It was thick, hard, big, and cold.
That sensation was just so damn exquisitely painful!
Exhilarating!
This damn feeling was too ssed up!
Honestly, even highly skilled human cultivators encountering such a thing would inevitably squeal uncontrollably and fall into a panicked, frenzied flight for their lives.
What more for these warhorses with little sentience?
Be it humans or their kind, or even their masters, they would trample them underfoot without hesitation.
The Yan Army’s Great Marshal’s tent, coincidentally, was being stord into by his own beloved horse leading a big group of stable mates, trampling it wildly.
The Yan Army’s Great Marshal’s tent blocked the path of these injured, crazed horses!
The Great Marshal caught a glimpse of his own beloved horse, and being soone who loved horses as much as his own life, he rushed to intercept them. He was then forcefully knocked out a good seventeen or eighteen ters, his vision going dark and chest feeling tight as stars danced before his eyes.
This was only because the Great Marshal of the Yan Army was skilled in cultivation; anyone else taking such a hit would surely have lost their life.
The warhorses continued their neighing and roaring, their rampant running back and forth, and the entire camp was in utter chaos, with flas and smoke billowing everywhere.
But this was not the result of an enemy attack, it was rely the horses causing turmoil!
The Yan Army’s Great Marshal, nearly trampled to death by the horses, was furiously fuming: “Maddening horses are hard to train, show no rcy! Kill them! Quickly!”
As the Great Marshal of the Yan Army, naturally, he was a veteran of countless battles. Seeing such an unexpected upheaval, realizing that his camp had beco a wreck, how could he not understand that his forces were now in the midst of a devastating crisis?
If this chaos was not stopped, they would likely face total defeat.
Even though he valued his warhorses more than his life, even though he had foolishly rushed to halt them in his desperation, he now made a decisive command, ordering them to be killed to quickly quell the confusion.
Unfortunately, at that mont, amidst the unprecedented chaos of horses running wild and soldiers in disarray, few heard his command, and even fewer could carry it out. Despite the decisiveness of his order, it was still largely ineffective.
Just then, a northeast wind howled, flas fueled by the wind climbing higher, and the sounds of crackling fire beca incessant.
Screams, shrieks, confusion, running, collisions, horse neighs, the roar of fire, cries of fury… all mixed together, creating a tumultuous noise that filled everyone’s ears to the point where they could see each other’s mouths moving but couldn’t make out what was being said.
Those quick to see opportunity took action, so killing horses, so putting out fires, displaying their various skills, but still having to watch out for being knocked into the flas by their own comrades…
And just at this ti…
The Qin Army, like a raging dragon, was closing in, now at an arm’s reach.
When Fei Xinyu led his troops into battle, they always appeared as if by magic, like wraiths.
Whenever they erged, it always gave off the eerie impression that ‘everything was planned, everything was a sche.’
At this mont, this impression seed even stronger.
“The Qin Army is here… to battle, to battle!!”
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[Ah, finally got that out of my system… Are you all having a al?]
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