Chapter 1377 - 336: Po Jun! (Part 4)

Chapter 1377: Chapter 336: Po Jun! (Part 4)

At this moment,

Longyuan pierced directly through the chest of a Chu soldier, Sword Saint’s white robe fluttering as he finally arrived.

A Ming shouted again:

"Mo Wan, leave!"

Mo Wan, unwillingly, glared fiercely at A Ming and withdrew his power from "father".

Lord Zheng, like a drowning person who just emerged, first took a deep breath, then experienced a bout of dizziness from the back of his head. A Ming supported him, but Zheng immediately pushed A Ming away, indicating he was alright.

Though somewhat fatigued, it’s not that he was powerless.

Guo Dong picked up a barbarian knife, not caring to wipe the bloodstains off himself, and handed the barbarian knife to Lord Zheng.

Lord Zheng took the barbarian knife and surveyed his surroundings.

The battlefield was like waves, one tide following another; though earlier surrounded by many Chu people, looking around now, a crowd of Yan Army soldiers were fiercely battling, leaving this area vacant.

Because the command carriage was here, and because Lord Zheng donned this golden armor here, Yan Army soldiers inevitably gathered around while fighting.

The Chu people also desperately wanted to reach this spot and had briefly succeeded earlier, but now were pushed back by the tide of battle.

With the barbarian knife in hand, Lord Zheng realized it wasn’t a time for slogans or waving flags, only to continue fighting tooth and nail; as long as his central troops and the command carriage held, the larger situation wouldn’t collapse.

Ultimately, because Lord Zheng himself was here.

The general is the army’s soul, and the Snow Sea Army was personally established by Lord Zheng.

Although he had long taken a supervisory role, most affairs were managed by the Mo Lords, Lord Zheng was a "soul" figure.

Elsewhere, soul figures often imply being sidelined, but Lord Zheng truly embedded his spirit into this army, even if its composition was complex and diverse, they all leaned around Lord Zheng.

The Gongsun Zhi and Gong Wang camps were simpler; because their main generals were still at the East Mountain fortress walls, if the Snow Sea Army retreated, they might retreat ignorantly; whereas if the Snow Sea soldiers persisted, everyone had no choice but to grit their teeth and hold on.

Thus,

Because of Lord Zheng’s last-ditch effort,

Thus,

The Chu people, despite their fierce advance, with well-organized formations, proficient coordination of infantry combat, exceptional armor, and other advantages, still failed to break open this passage.

In the era of cold weapons,

With considerable forces on both sides,

Once one side resolves not to retreat, defeating the other quickly becomes very difficult.

The Yan people are truly passive in all aspects since the battlefield was congested here, most couldn’t ride horses due to the siege, moreover, even cavalry couldn’t operate effectively in such dense battle conditions.

Ultimately, it’s about endurance,

Despite the Chu people’s sharpness,

The Yan people possess tenacity, they are not easy to chew even if caught in the mouth, sticking to the teeth, hard to spit or swallow.

Moreover, among Lord Zheng’s three armies, the Snow Sea Cavalry’s quality need not be mentioned, Gong Wang’s camp may be a bit lacking, but Gongsun Zhi’s army was originally the Northern Army!

Hence, the generally high individual soldier quality played a decisive role in such prolonged battles.

Lord Zheng continued fighting, the Sword Saint returned, killed, then went out again, and returned once more.

As Lord Zheng’s target was too conspicuous, the Sword Saint had to repeatedly come back to protect him, and over time, the Sword Saint’s steps began to show some signs of weariness.

Fighting through chaotic armies, like the old Shatuo Queshi, quickly wore out and depleted energy; moreover, swordsmen strive for one strike kills, focusing on sharpness and speed, rarely for endurance battles.

Yet the Sword Saint persisted through sheer will; with him present, Lord Zheng could still raise the flag, ensuring it stands, although not to ensure complete safety of the flag, at least unless the surrounding Yan soldiers completely collapsed or were entirely surrounded by the Chu people, Lord Zheng likely wouldn’t die at the hands of chaotic troops.

With A Ming’s careful coordination, Lord Zheng’s safety was guaranteed again, of course, the barbarian knife in his hand wasn’t idle.

But with more Yan soldiers surrounding, the situation of dueling two-on-one or three-on-one became rare; one-on-one situations were still manageable for Lord Zheng, ultimately a Sixth Rank "peerless master", right!

"Buzz!"

An arrow shot forth, hitting A Ming in the abdomen, the arrowhead protruding on the other side.

A Ming’s gaze swept around, knowing a Chu sharpshooter remained active not far from the battle circle.

Precisely due to him, the Sword Saint was forced to repeatedly retreat, consuming too much energy while rushing.

"If only San’er were here." A Ming said.

If San’er were here, he could directly go and eliminate that sharpshooter.

"If he doesn’t return, I might forget him soon." Lord Zheng laughed, reaching out to help A Ming pull the arrow out, tossing it to the ground casually.

Immediately,

A Ming turned around again,

"Bang!"

A flying axe struck A Ming’s back, causing his body to stagger.