Chapter 299: The Army Collapses Like a Mountain

Xie Chan led twenty thousand soldiers and began to gallop across the desert and Gobi.

"These bastards, to actually destroy our water channels like this!"

Seeing the water channels destroyed by the Northern Border Army, Xiao Tao was instantly furious.

These were the water channels they had worked so hard to dig! For the past two months, she had followed her mistress, working day and night, exhausted. Being with these people from the Construction Corps, she always felt an inexhaustible supply of energy...

However...

All of this had been completely destroyed by this Northern Border Army!

"Mistress, are these Longyan people all this detestable?"

Xie Chan smiled faintly: "Conflicts of interest have been the same since ancient times. Whether in the Western Regions or Longyan, where is there a pure land?"

Xiao Tao was unconvinced: "Then does our Construction Corps count as a pure land?"

Xie Chan was stunned, then smiled brightly.

Does it count?

She did not know.

In this world, there is probably no place where struggle does not exist. But at least, the current Construction Corps is still relatively pure. Everyone yearns for that piece of pure land...

As for whether it will maintain today's purity as time passes and power struggles arise, that she does not know.

"Mistress, do you think that Wu Kaiti will die?"

Xiao Tao asked, feeling bored.

In any case, they were just out for a show today, so there was no rush to march.

Xie Chan said: "Once targeted by the Night Walkers, where would he have any chance of survival?"

Wu Kaiti was too arrogant, impatient to come and pick up easy gains; through carelessness, he would surely lose his life! Of course, if he were more cautious, Xie Chan would not be so certain.

Twenty thousand elite soldiers wandered under the night sky, following Xie Chan.

It is unknown how much time had passed.

Suddenly, a Scout ran over and said in a panic: "General Xie, enemy activity discovered ten miles away! The remnants of the Northern Border Army are setting up camp!"

"What?"

Xie Chan was startled.

That Northern Border Army didn't actually flee back? They still wanted to set up camp here? A sharp glint flashed in her eyes; could it be that this Northern Border Army still had some scheme?

A counterattack?

She took a deep breath and asked: "How many enemies are there?"

"Over ten thousand!"

Over ten thousand?

Joy appeared on Xie Chan's face. If there were more, she really wouldn't dare to have any ideas. But at this moment, the Northern Border Army had only ten thousand-plus men... and they were a routed army at that! Looking at her own side, twenty thousand elite soldiers, all of whom were Yinzhou troops left behind by Liu Zheng, possessed astonishing combat power. Plus, they were well-prepared; wouldn't this be easy to capture?

She was instantly invigorated: "Prepare the troops, prepare to attack!"

"Yes, General!"

At this moment.

There was only about a quarter of an hour left until dawn.

Zheng Yuxing had been unable to close his eyes and rest in the tent.

Defeated just like that...

He had actually been defeated just like that, defeated by an unknown kid named Ling Chen! Having been a general for over thirty years, this immense humiliation almost destroyed all his reason.

Cup after cup of strong liquor seemed unable to suppress his melancholy at this moment.

"Uncle, why is there still no news from Rongshan Pass!"

The Third Prince barged in, his face full of questioning.

Seeing Xie Ling's attitude, Zheng Yuxing was instantly enraged, but he still suppressed it fiercely and said coldly: "What does His Highness mean by this? Are you suspecting that I, Zheng Yuxing, did not send the letter?"

Xie Ling snorted coldly: "Uncle, things have come to this, preserving strength is all a delusion! Do you think Liu Zheng will respect you if you keep those soldiers at Rongshan Pass? That is wishful thinking!"

"Respect is won with fists!"

"At this time, we must counterattack and take Cheshi to have the capital to confront Liu Zheng!"

"Or is it that... Uncle wants to surrender to that Magistrate Liu?"

His tone was extremely vicious and sarcastic.

It seemed he was also anxious because he had lost so miserably.

Zheng Yuxing instantly bristled, threw his wine cup to the ground, stood up abruptly, gripped his sword hilt, and looked at Xie Ling coldly: "Your Highness, Zheng Yuxing has been loyal to Your Highness and has never had a second heart! For Your Highness to insult me so, it truly chills Yuxing's heart!"

Xie Ling scolded angrily: "Zheng Yuxing, what do you want to do? Are you trying to commit insubordination?"

Outside the tent, the officers and soldiers heard the two arguing and hurried in to mediate.

"General, absolutely not!"

"Your Highness, victory and defeat are common matters for a soldier, please calm your anger!"

"The soldiers at Rongshan Pass must be on their way! We cannot be in chaos at this time!"

Zheng Yuxing's eyes were red; he snorted coldly and then sat down.

Xie Ling took a deep breath, realized his emotions had gone too far, and hurriedly apologized to Zheng Yuxing: "Uncle, I... I was really..."

Zheng Yuxing sighed deeply, feeling disheartened, waved his hand, and gave a self-deprecating smile.

He seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant.

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat awkward.

"General Zheng, you should get some good rest!"

"Go, go, go, strengthen the guard, and wait for reinforcements!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we still have a chance to counterattack!"

A group of people spoke these pleasantries and left one after another.

In truth, everyone knew that something was a bit off. Logically speaking, those tens of thousands of people from Rongshan Pass should have arrived at their encampment by now...

However, they waited and waited, but they simply did not see them arrive.

This darkest hour before dawn made them shiver involuntarily as they walked out of their tents.

On the earthen mound.

Xie Chan did not care at all that she was covered in dust; she looked out as far as she could, and indeed, Zheng Yuxing was worthy of his reputation, as he was well-versed in the Art of War even when setting up camp.

The remnants of the Northern Border Army were currently stationed on two slopes, forming an angle with each other... This way of setting up camp could cover the view in all directions—east, south, west, and north—and it was also quite convenient for combat and defense.

Therefore, for the attackers, there existed some difficulties.

If they attacked both directions simultaneously, their forces would be spread thin, and due to the slope, the Northern Border Army would also hold the advantage.

But if they concentrated their attack on one side, they would fear being attacked from the front and rear.

There were no trees on these slopes, so a fire attack was also impossible.

"My Lady, it is almost dawn..."

Xiao Tao reminded her.

Xie Chan took a deep breath.

It seemed this would be another bloody battle! However, despite this, she did not want to let this opportunity slip by! Because she knew that although this Zheng Yuxing was hot-headed right now, if he returned to Longyan and calmed down, he would remain a formidable enemy of the Western Regions Construction Corps!

Today.

This Zheng Yuxing must be eliminated!

Only then could their Grand Canal be successfully excavated.

"Prepare..."

"Yes!"

Twenty thousand elite soldiers mounted their War Horses and put on their Helmets.

The darkest moment before dawn.

Their morale was as high as a rainbow!

"Kill!"

Xie Chan shouted fiercely.

"Kill!"

Twenty thousand elite cavalry poured out in full force, instantly creating a momentum like a landslide or a tidal wave, filled with a murderous aura.

"What? The pursuers are here?"

Zheng Yuxing was still drinking when he heard this, and he was slightly stunned.

Good heavens!

This Cheshi had won by luck and suffered eight hundred losses of their own, yet they still had the heart to come and hunt them down? He was instantly enraged: "Follow me and charge out!"

He had been drinking all night and had not taken off his armor; this fierce shout was also full of momentum, and the soldiers began to cheer like a mountain collapsing or a sea roaring. For a moment, the ten thousand plus Northern Border Army faced a formidable enemy and began to defend.

When the Third Prince Xie Ling ran out, his face was already deathly pale: "Who? Who is chasing us?"

"Uncle, hurry and run!"

"Run quickly!"

"We cannot beat them!"

It seemed Ling Chen's Suicide Squad had left an indelible impression on him.

"Run, run, run quickly, we can only fight once the reinforcements arrive!"

Xie Ling was afraid of death and was about to flee on horseback, but he was pulled down by Zheng Yuxing, who glared at him, spitting as he shouted: "Your Highness, the battle has not yet begun; to retreat without fighting, how can that be the way of a real man? Someone, take His Highness down and follow me to kill the enemy! If I, Zheng Yuxing, die in battle, then send His Highness back to the country!"

"Yes!"

Xie Ling was terrified, his legs trembling: "No, no, send me away quickly, hurry!"

However, at this moment, the twenty thousand elite soldiers of the Construction Corps had already charged over.

This was destined to be a grueling battle.

One side held the advantage in numbers, while the other held the advantage of the terrain.

One side was high in spirit, while the other was a routed army.

The first wave of the cavalry charge was greatly affected by the slope. Zheng Yuxing took the lead and charged over with his soldiers. Seeing the Northern Border Army actually taking the initiative to attack, the Construction Corps realized that the Northern Border Army could not be underestimated, so they simply dismounted, intending to engage in close-quarters combat!

Xie Chan and Xiao Tao, both highly skilled in martial arts, killed several of Zheng Yuxing's Lieutenants head-on.

This caused the Northern Border Army to fall into chaos for a moment, but under Zheng Yuxing's organization, they immediately began a stubborn resistance.

"Kill!"

The Construction Corps led by Xie Chan automatically formed the Mandarin Duck Formation, with everything from long sabers to Plate Armor.

But looking at the Northern Border Army, their Weaponry and Equipment were not uniform, and there were even many wounded soldiers.

Therefore.

Although this Zheng Yuxing was good at leading troops, after all, even a clever housewife cannot cook without rice...

Xie Ling watched the intense battle before him, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

He could not die!

Yes!

He could not die!

He is the Third Prince of the Longyan Dynasty! He is the one who is to become the Emperor, how can he die here!

However.

Zheng Yuxing gave the order, letting these men protect him, not allowing him to move at all.

"Pfft..."

A human head flew over at this moment, just like that, it smashed onto Xie Ling's face.

"Ah!"

Xie Ling immediately vomited.

"Let me go, quickly let me go!"

"If anything happens to me, all of you will have your nine generations executed, do you understand!"

He was already going crazy.

Those men still kept him tightly protected inside.

Clanging and clashing, screams rose one after another, and the sounds of battle cries were endless.

Xie Chan was determined to annihilate Zheng Yuxing this time, naturally sparing no cost. And these twenty thousand elite soldiers, stimulated by those thirty thousand of the Suicide Squad today, naturally also gave birth to the determination to repay the Protectorate with their deaths!

Under such circumstances.

Even if Zheng Yuxing was strong, when facing the elite soldiers of the Western Regions Construction Corps, he still retreated step by step, losing defensive high ground one after another...

"Kill for me!"

"Kill for me, all of you!"

Zheng Yuxing had already lost his head at this moment; in his hands, he had already severed hundreds of heads! But he was still hacking and killing! He had been hacking and killing for a full hour!

At this time.

The sky had already brightened.

The sun slowly rose from the horizon.

The cool sunlight shone upon Zheng Yuxing's heavy armor, armor that had already been washed by fresh blood who knows how many times... Because he was too exhausted, Zheng Yuxing was already panting, but the movements in his hands still could not stop.

At this moment...

Everything before his eyes was blurry.

One by one, the Northern Border Army were dying.

The battle situation seemed already impossible to reverse.

More than ten thousand people...

More than ten thousand...

On several earthen slopes, at this time, corpses were strewn everywhere, a scene of utter devastation.

"Quick, quick, quick, quickly escort me away!"

"Hurry!"

Xie Ling was already in despair.

Zheng Yuxing turned his head to look at Xie Ling, his eyes already full of complex emotions, and he shouted: "Send His Highness back! The rest of you, follow me and continue to kill!"

"Yes!"

The crowd roared in agreement.

"Kill!"

Xie Chan gave another order to charge.

The final charge, this battle was about to end...

The Third Prince Xie Ling, looking at Zheng Yuxing's thick back, a flash of killing intent crossed his eyes, he let out an 'ah' sound, and taking advantage of the few men who were about to send him away, he suddenly rushed forward...

Clang!

A sharp Dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely into the back of Zheng Yuxing's neck...

The entire field was shocked.

"Your Highness, you..."

"General!"

"General Zheng!"

The remaining few hundred Northern Border Army soldiers shed tears and roared out.

Xie Chan was also stunned.

She had just been admiring that this sixty-year-old Zheng Yuxing could actually lead the charge and block wave after wave of their attacks.

Yet at this moment...

Zheng Yuxing also turned his head with difficulty, looking at his nephew with disbelief and shock.

Xie Ling pushed the now-fading Zheng Yuxing aside, then knelt down before Xie Chan with a thud, his eyes streaming with tears: "General, General, the enemy general has been executed, the enemy general has been executed! It wasn't me who wanted to fight, it wasn't! I beg you, spare my life, spare my life!"

The men of the Northern Border Army cursed one after another.

Their incomparably powerful Northern Border Army had actually been led to this state today by such a coward!