715: Chapter 545: Cannot retreat, must eradicate these Demons and Monsters 715: Chapter 545: Cannot retreat, must eradicate these Demons and Monsters For a ti, no one by Yu Jin’s side could match him, showcasing the terror of a top-tier warrior, which is incomprehensibly more formidable than those second or third-tier ones.
However, these n were all haughty and arrogant, yet they all surrendered under Cao Cao’s imposing aura, which reveals aspects of the Three Kingdoms era not detailed in the texts.
Only by deeply imrsing oneself in this era can one truly appreciate its hardships, and it was this sentint that drove Wang Yang to persevere, touched by the passion of the Qingzhou troops.
These Qingzhou troops showed Wang Yang that they were not rely soldiers, not just a military force in the Three Kingdoms, but also living, breathing human beings.
“Fear not, General Wang, Wen Ze has arrived.
These little demons are nothing to worry about!”
Below, Yu Jin’s steed galloped, his Three-pointed Double-edged Blade slashing left and right, while the demons, crowding together like lambs to the slaughter, left Yu Jin elated in their killing.
Wang Yang, now wounded all over, could only see a blurry figure approaching, but recognizing the cry of “Wen Ze is here,” he knew that reinforcents had arrived.
Though Yu Jin’s reputation was not good in the Three Kingdoms due to his later surrender, Cao Cao once said that Yu Jin surpassed many ancient warriors.
Despite so missteps in his later years, none were of great consequence.
It could be said that Yu Jin’s combat prowess was quite reliable, and as for his character, to enforce military discipline strictly, he once executed his own good friend.
Naturally, his reputation was ambiguous, with so praising him for his strict discipline and family renouncent for righteousness while others accused him of cowardice.
But it was not until Wang Yang truly joined this era that he could feel that profound emotion, a weightiness that far transcended what words could express.
“Ah, it is General Yu Jin!”
These Qingzhou soldiers, forrly part of the Yellow Turban Army, were once defeated by none other than Yu Jin, which made an indelible impression on them.
In the eyes of the Qingzhou troops, figures like Zhang Jiao were supre, but with Yu Jin shattering those illusions, his status in their eyes was no less exalted.
“General Yu Jin has co, we are saved!”
“Ah, that’s General Yu Jin; these petty demons are of no consequence,”
The Qingzhou troops’ fear of the demons had long evaporated, vanished without a trace, not for any reason other than that they themselves had already slain many demons, bolstered by the encouragent of the reinforcents.
Even these few thousand Qingzhou troops could withstand hundreds of thousands of demons, let alone thirty thousand Tiger Guard troops.
It was well known that the Tiger Guard Army was not rely stronger in numbers than the Qingzhou troops.
Cao Cao wielded the Son of Heaven to command the feudal lords and in his campaigns against Sun Ce and Liu Bei, it was this fierce army that he relied upon; Cao Cao’s success owed much to the Tiger Guard Army.
With strict discipline, the Tiger Guard Army, upon entering the battlefield, followed Yu Jin’s lead without hesitation, even when everything was so sudden.
The united Tiger Guard Army’s might was incomparably greater than that of the scattered Qingzhou troops.
As the Tiger Guard Army entered the battlefield, they reaped the lives of demons like cutting grass, and Li Feng, sitting atop the city walls, grew increasingly panicked.
At this mont, all the demons of the city were outside, but given the current trend, it was feared that before the Tiger Guard Army grew tired, they could enter into Shouchun City.
Li Feng vaguely felt that if the Tiger Guard Army entered Shouchun City, very unfavorable events might occur, events that could jeopardize his very life.
As more and more demons turned to ash, the strength of the Tiger Guard Army only increased, having familiarized themselves with the demons’ sches, they simply needed to position their long spears behind their shields with the tips protruding.
The demons, like courting death, heeded nothing before them, and even with many fallen, those behind still fearlessly charged towards the spear tips.
“General Wang, are you alright?”
When Yu Jin found Wang Yang, he was utterly exhausted and his robe was torn to shreds; his long spear was reduced to a bare stick, the spearhead nowhere to be found.
“I’m fine, hurry and kill these demons, or if they gather force, no one in the world will be spared,” Wang Yang urged earnestly.
“Soone, help General Wang retreat,” Yu Jin ordered promptly.
The Tiger Guard Army quickly stepped forward to carry Wang Yang and the injured Qingzhou troops to a cleared area at the rear.
With Wang Yang rescued by the Tiger Guard Army and led by Yu Jin, they turned towards the walls of Shouchun City, Yu Jin’s Three-pointed Double-edged Blade having already slain countless demons.
“These re demons are no match at all,” Yu Jin thought to himself, contemptuous.
Although the demons were weaker than ordinary mortals, the saying ‘even ants can bite an elephant to death’ stood true—if there were enough demons, even leading a million-strong army, Yu Jin might not be able to take Shouchun City.
However, having killed many demons, Yu Jin’s confidence swelled, and the contempt for the demons in his eyes grew, a sentint shared by the Tiger Guard Army behind him.
As with facing the Yellow Turban Army endowed with Immortal Techniques, eventually defeating them, the sensation of triumphing over a powerful enemy was indescribable, almost bringing a sense of elation to the army.
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