TCN: Mei Gongqing

Chapter 123: Victorious

By this time, the enthusiasm and indomitable will to fight below the fortress wall had spread to the rest of the troops. Forthwith, the banners were raised and a series of commands were given.

The city gate reopened. All the soldiers at the north gate began to mount their horses for the next rounds of attack.

One by one, the generals rode to the other three gates and the prince's estate.

The scholars had also hastily turned around to order their clan members to break out from the north gate – Nan'yang had troops that were three times as great as Murong Ke's. In the past, the Jin soldiers had lacked the courage and power to fight. At the moment, however, they were all taking an oath of death and such an opportunity must not be missed.

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In the blink of an eye, the white figure had sprinted to the Hu.

Her hand raised to crack the long whip, from which blood spewed forth. She led the field and gave little care that she was surrounded by the enemy, barreling headlong into the battle scene.

There were four guards by her side. They were highly skilled, but her mad galloping caught them by surprise.

Because they were occupied by fighting the Hu, they didn't have time to protect her. They shouted at her again and again but their calls quickly disappeared into the commotion. The white figure did not look back, they wondered whether she had heard them or not.

Murong Ke stayed calm under his mask. The Jins' attack came as a surprise and completely sabotaged his plans. He continuously passed down orders, however, the Jins had charged to the front by this time and some of his commands couldn't be relayed in time.

He stared at the blood-stained figure in the field and angrily growled: "Wang Hong, you shameless bastard! I can't believe you would use a woman to raise morale!"

No one could hear his growl.

Thousands of Jin soldiers quickly reached Chen Rong as they took on the Hu. Behind them, a steady stream of Jin troops was still coming...

A captain neared Murong Ke and asked him, "Silang, what do you think we should do?"

He looked at Murong Ke with worry, for he knew the twenty thousand soldiers at the north gate were mostly made up of disbanded soldiers. Murong Ke had placed them there just to fill the numbers. He had expected the Jins to be so cowardly that even in the event they open up the gate, it'd merely be a bluff. He even said he alone could take on ten thousand of them... Little did he know the Jins would risk their lives from the very first attack. And at the north gate where there was the largest number of Hu!

Murong Ke snapped: "What do you think? Have our men block them even if death stands in the way!" How could he retreat? A retreat now would be catastrophic!

The captain received his order and rushed out.

At the same time, five thousand marching Jin soldiers were surprised to find that the Hu army in front of them was far less daunting than as had been told in legends. They had only to thrust their halberds to reach these Hu.

This realization immediately spread among the troops. Blood confronted blood, flesh confronted flesh. One body fell after another, and then onward to the next breathing life.

In a flash, the Jins had gained ten paces.

Though it was not a long distance, both the scholars on the fortress and the offensive troops were ecstatic.

"The barbarians are not fearsome – " one excitedly shouted.

His voice couldn't travel very far, but the tens and hundreds of such cries were palpable to the Jin soldiers in the rear.