Chapter 388: Chaos, Yuchi

Under his leadership, Song Jiang and Wu Yong also displayed tenacious combat prowess.

Although Song Jiang is a rookie, that's only relative to the other Liang Shan heroes.

In this world that possesses vigorous energy, no matter how Song Jiang fares, he won't be worse than some ordinary soldiers.

At that moment, Song Jiang's long sword waved so tightly that nothing could get through, forcing the several approaching Cangzhou Army soldiers to retreat step by step.

However, the Cangzhou Army were far from ordinary troops.

Although they were few in number, each was a seasoned elite warrior.

Wielding their weapons, they madly charged toward Song Jiang and the others.

Each impact seemed as if it would tear them to pieces.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, with both sides exchanging blows, making it hard to tell who was winning.

Song Jiang and his companions' clothes were already stained red with blood, but their eyes remained fierce.

They knew that only by standing could they survive.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a Cangzhou Army soldier roared, brandishing his broadsword as he charged at Hua Rong.

His eyes filled with madness and killing intent, as if he wanted to cleave Hua Rong in two with a single strike.

However, Hua Rong showed no fear at all.

He flickered his body, easily dodging the soldier's attack.

At the same time, his spear thrust like a venomous snake toward the soldier's chest.

"Pfft!"

The spear pierced the enemy's chest again, felling him to the ground.

Hua Rong pulled out his spear, gently blew off the blood on the tip, and revealed a cold smile on his face.

After the melee, Hua Rong led Song Jiang, Wu Yong and a few others to break out successfully, but the Liang Shan brothers behind them were now down to a handful.

They looked back and saw the battle fires still burning, while their hearts felt as if cut by a knife.

They knew that those brothers who had fought bravely against the enemy were now more likely to perish than survive.

I have already set foot on a road of no return, but only by surviving can there be hope to avenge the brothers.

"Go!"

Song Jiang waved his hand, leading Wu Yong, Hua Rong and the others away swiftly, disappearing into the vast night.

As the night deepened, Song Jiang, Wu Yong and the others had already fled the battlefield.

"Brother, we will avenge them."

Wu Yong clenched his fists, his face revealing a sorrowful and indignant expression.

Hua Rong, standing beside him, glanced at Wu Yong's expression, twitched the corner of his mouth, and remained silent.

And the leader, Song Jiang, also said nothing, but his gaze was extraordinarily firm and ruthless.

In the night, the silhouettes of Song Jiang, Wu Yong and the others gradually faded, finally disappearing into the darkness.

And the battle cries and flames on the field also faded with the passage of time, gradually dissipating into the endless night.

Moreover, Song Jiang and company marched swiftly through the night, daring not to slacken in the slightest.

They well knew that if the Armored Second Squad discovered they had been deceived, they would surely pursue swiftly.

Therefore, they must quickly find a safe hiding place to evade possible searches.

Wu Yong walked while pondering the next plan; he knew well that although this breakout succeeded, Liang Shan's losses were heavy, and their whereabouts were likely to be exposed at any moment.

Therefore, they needed to find a concealed and safe place to regroup and plan future actions.

"Brother, not far ahead there is a dense forest; we might as well go there to hide for a while."

Wu Yong pointed ahead and said.

Upon hearing this, Song Jiang nodded in agreement, and everyone quickened their pace, running toward the forest.

In the night, they moved like ghosts through the woods, searching for a suitable hiding place.

After a search, they finally found a concealed mountain cave.

The cave lay on the mountainside, surrounded by dense trees, making it extremely hard to discover.

Song Jiang and the others exchanged smiles, each feeling a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"This place is excellent; we will settle here for now."

Song Jiang said, "We'll make plans after dawn."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and settled in the cave.

After a night of running and fighting, everyone was utterly exhausted.

Meanwhile, as time passed, the Yellow Turban Army's disadvantage gradually became apparent.

Opposite them, the Cangzhou Army, relying on superior numbers and superb martial skill, gradually gained the upper hand.

The Yellow Turban soldiers fell one by one; the survivors mostly bore serious wounds and were exhausted.

At this moment, Meng Zhang also took advantage to sow chaos within the Yellow Turban Army, ordering a portion of the soldiers directly under the Azure Dragon Regiment to don Cangzhou Army armor, their shadows moving through the night like ghosts.

These soldiers set fires throughout the Yellow Turban Army's interior, creating chaos.

The firelight illuminated the chaotic battlefield, with thick smoke rolling and flames raging.

The Azure Dragon Regiment soldiers clad in Cangzhou Army armor shouted slogans, brandished their weapons, and pursued the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers in all directions.

Within the Yellow Turban Army they wrought wanton destruction, worsening its collapse.

Their actions were like the final straw that broke the Yellow Turban Army, driving it completely into despair.

"The Cangzhou Army has already broken in! Run!"

The Azure Dragon Regiment soldiers wearing Cangzhou Army armor shouted loudly, their booming voice echoing through the night sky, causing even greater panic.

The Yellow Turban soldiers panicked, fleeing in all directions, and their once orderly formation had completely collapsed.

The Yellow Turban army, already mired in chaos, now suffered an added blow and could no longer hold together as a fighting force.

They scattered like headless flies, utterly unable to organize any effective resistance.

Weichi Wudi, the War God employed by the Taiping Sect to check Meng Zhang, was originally a strategist among the Hundred Schools of Thought, versed in military tactics and highly skilled in martial arts, having created countless legends on the battlefield.

However, fate was cruel; the faction he had previously belonged to was destroyed for opposing the Da Qian dynasty.

In that harrowing battle, he lost comrades as close as brothers, and also lost everything he had once possessed.

After that battle, Weichi Wudi vanished from people's sight for a time, his whereabouts a mystery, as if he had evaporated from the world.

However, the shadowy manipulators behind the Taiping Sect had continually been searching for his traces in secret.

They fully understood Weichi Wudi's military talent and martial prowess, hoping to summon him from retirement to aid the Yellow Turban rebels with his strength.

Finally, thanks to their unremitting efforts, Weichi Wudi was coaxed out of his seclusion and took command of the Yellow Turban rebels.

His joining undoubtedly infused the Yellow Turban army with a powerful fighting force.

It also caused the Yellow Turban army's high‑prestige commander Meng Zhang to feel an unprecedented pressure.

He was currently riding his warhorse named Ink Shadow, whose whole body was as black as ink, with sturdy hooves and eyes revealing an unyielding wildness.

The weapon in his hand was called the Heaven‑Slaying Halberd, a long spear whose shaft flashed with cold light, as if it could cleave heaven and earth.

His whole body was enveloped in deep‑blue aura, like stars in the night sky, both profound and mysterious.

Sun Liuer, meanwhile, rode his warhorse Six Bright Colt, whose coat was as white as snow, with bright, perceptive eyes that seemed able to see into people's hearts.

The Heart‑Following Iron Rod in his hand never left his side; it was his signature weapon, now emanating a pale cyan aura that complemented the aura surrounding his body.

The two exchanged a glance; without a word, battle was about to erupt.

Weichi Wudi launched the first attack, channeling his aura as the Heaven‑Slaying Halberd turned into a blue streak that thrust straight at Sun Liuer.

(End of chapter)