Chapter 738: Nobody Can Stop Me

The two ambush forces emerged together, already successfully restraining the Qiang people.

The chance to strangle-kill has arrived!

With Chen Wuji's order, the tight defensive formation instantly split open; the Central Cavalry, already prepared, under Chen Wuyi's lead surged forward like a black torrent.

The infantry also quickly followed, changing formation.

"Shi Yi Shu, dispatch troops, protect Mr. Xu well; the rest, follow me to kill the enemy!"

Chen Wuji drew his knife and let out a mighty shout.

After holding back for so many days, it's time to avenge and settle grudges.

Chen Li was about to dissuade him, but Chen Wuji had already mounted his horse and charged out.

Helplessly sighing, Chen Li quickly dispatched several hundred men to stay and protect Xu Zengyi, then hurriedly followed Chen Wuji's steps.

Jiuli Chuan turned into a chaotic battlefield, with slaughter everywhere.

Even the barren green grass today was drenched by a different kind of rain.

Chen Wuji charged straight ahead, rushing toward the enemy's most central position.

The Qiang people, whether unable or unwilling to use banners, had none in their army.

Without banners, it's impossible to know where their commander hides in some corner.

Generally, their commander would be in the middle position.

These people rarely charge forward themselves, but they also don't shrink to the rear.

Chen Wuji was enjoying the slaughter when suddenly several Qiang soldiers stabbed his horse's thigh from the side; the horse, in pain, went berserk and charged at Chen Wuji.

Chen Li immediately led men to block it.

But at that moment, the knight on the horse suddenly leapt into the air, mid‑air drawing his bow; several sharp arrows instantly aimed at Chen Wuji, flying straight toward him.

An arrow shot, those few Qiang men tossed aside their bows and rushed forward.

Chen Wuji's face changed drastically.

Holy shit!

These bastards are really sneaky, actually hiding experts in the army formation.

In that flash of lightning, several figures suddenly sprang up behind him.

He cleanly cut off those arrows, and in mid‑air with one strike he sliced down those Qiang men.

This scene, though described slowly, actually happened in the blink of an eye.

Those few Qiang men were swift—leaping, shooting, discarding bows, brandishing knives and lunging—all in an instant. Meanwhile, the speed of Chen Wuji's Chen Clan Personal Guard beside him was not slow either; it was even a step faster than the enemy.

This scene happened so quickly that even Kong Jianshi, right beside Chen Wuji, had no chance to act.

Chen Li rode up and said, "Family Head, the enemy army is treacherous; you should retreat to the rear."

"Shi Yi Shu, I have so many experts around me, I don't need to be so careful." Chen Wuji said, "For now I can't just sit calmly in the rear; I'm only waiting for good news from the front. It's fine, charge!"

Chen Li, helpless, advised again: "Family Head, although what you say is indeed reasonable, neither army morale nor army spirit is as important as your life; those matters can be taken slowly."

"Shi Yi Shu, listen to me—look at how steady Lao Kong sits." Chen Wuji laughed.

Kong Jianshi twitched the corner of his mouth, "I just don't feel comfortable giving advice to the Young Master."

"I didn't stop you from speaking; what's hard to say?" Chen Wuji, while talking with Kong Jianshi, had already gently urged his warhorse forward.

As the commander of the Three Armies on horseback, how could he not lead from the front?

His personal guards were so tight that he truly had no worry for his own safety.

Kong Jianshi said, "I'm not yet familiar enough with the Young Master to bring it up."

Chen Wuji: ……

It's the first time I've seen someone so honest.

"Now that we're acquainted, say what you want to say. At your age, you're still embarrassed—unbelievable!" Chen Wuji laughed.

Kong Jianshi shook his head, "Young Master, it's not embarrassment; it's simply inappropriate, inconvenient."

"Now it's convenient, but don't bring up today the idea of having me retreat to the rear to watch the battle." Chen Wuji said.

"Damn it, after being harassed by that bunch of dogs for so long, I've been holding in anger; I'll personally take back this unhappiness."

"Yes!"

Chen Li: ……

Even if he wanted to advise now, it's too late.

Actually, Chen Wuji often listens to advice and values his opinions greatly.

But there is one exception.

After stepping onto the battlefield, their Family Head became like a wild horse that has broken its reins.

He has always had a deep obsession with personally charging into battle.

As Chen Wuji personally led the Central Cavalry into the fray, the battlefield situation instantly underwent a tremendous upheaval.

The Qiang people's heavens overturned, their earth collapsed.

Fifty thousand Qiang people, with such a scale of cavalry, could completely dominate the direction of a battlefield.

But the timing of those two ambush forces appearing was too clever; the first strike split their charge formation in two.

The second wave of ambush troops employed even more sinister tactics, the wolf‑pack strategy firmly biting their right flank.

Before the Qiang people could detach troops, Chen Wuji personally led the Central Cavalry to cover and kill them.

The cavalry that should have been unstoppable was dragged into a mire by these three forces.

Surrounded on three sides, they could neither advance nor retreat.

Amid the encircling troops, a young Qiang man raised his right hand high, his expression cold as he pointed fiercely at Chen Wuji's position.

"That Chen brat over there—kill him at any cost! As long as he dies, even if our army loses this battle, we still win!"

On the left, an older Qiang man hurriedly urged: "Great Leader Linglu, the attack is hopeless—there are far too many experts around Chen Wuji; the Bu Yi Alley fighters can't even get close, and we've already lost dozens of experts."

"Then charge, entangle him, kill him!" the young Great Leader Linglu shouted coldly.

The older Qiang person again urged: "Great Leader Linglu, don't act rashly—Chen Wuji's infantry and cavalry are all surrounding him, charging forward. If our troops charge, we'll only draw ourselves in. I know this opportunity is rare, and I've prepared for a long time, but now we've already missed it—it's too late."

The young Great Leader Linglu still wasn't resigned: "Uncle, as long as Chen Wuji dies, even if we all stay here, it would be worth it. We will be heroes of the entire clan, and after death we will enjoy sacrifices like to the gods."

"I know, but the most serious problem now is that we really can't kill him!" the older Qiang person urged, wringing his hands.

"There are too many guards around Chen Wuji; our warriors can't charge through, and the experts have nowhere to use their skills. If we can't kill the enemy, we'll only lose our warriors for nothing—it's not worth it."

"Chen Wuji has long seen through our plan; this is a carefully laid encirclement aimed at us. They've blocked three sides with precise restraint, and I now worry that there may be his ambush forces in the rear."

"Great Leader Linglu, withdraw quickly—if we wait any longer, it'll be too late. Chen Wuji still has that domineering weapon, Shocking Heaven Thunder, in his hand; he hasn't used it today, and we already have no chance of victory—let's look for another opportunity."