Chapter 756: First Volume, Chapter 756: Seizing the Main General Amidst Chaos

First Volume, Chapter 756: Seizing the Main General Amidst Chaos

At that moment, an enemy soldier near Qin Feng—who had once participated in the Liang Kingdom's Biancheng siege warfare—suddenly recognized him and screamed at the top of his lungs: "General! The enemy commander is Qin Feng himself!"

Although the enemy soldier was instantly slain by surrounding Beixi Light Cavalry, Qin Feng's identity had been exposed.

Chen Mou's eyes suddenly gleamed; he had assumed the leader of the pursuing force was at most a Colonel, or perhaps a Gate General, and even if he were the very best, he'd be no more than Xu Mo Ninghu.

Now, learning that Qin Feng had personally joined the fray, Chen Mou was both shocked and delighted.

If Qin Feng could be killed here, it would be a fortune for the entire Da Di.

Watching his cavalry, overwhelmed by an enemy force several times their number, rapidly nearing annihilation, Chen Mou knew full well that the most rational choice was to lead the two hundred cavalry beside him out of the enemy formation and immediately retreat to the Camp—otherwise, staying here meant certain death.

Yet faced with Qin Feng, so close at hand, Chen Mou hesitated.

After a fleeting moment of weighing pros and cons, Chen Mou made his decision and barked: "Kill Qin Feng!"

At these words, dozens of Snow Wolf Brigade cavalry hidden among the crowd immediately went mad, charging straight for Qin Feng.

Due to the extreme chaos and the warhorses' panic, which made them nearly impossible to control, the dozens of fearless Snow Wolf Cavalry surged directly toward Qin Feng like a spear aimed at the heart. The surrounding Beixi Light Cavalry struggled to hold them back.

The cavalry, in utter disarray, shoved and crushed into one another.

When still more than ten steps away, the Snow Wolf Cavalry began unleashing every weapon they could wield against Qin Feng.

Spear after spear, like javelins, hurtled toward Qin Feng, while several Snow Wolf Cavalry ignored the threats from nearby Beixi Light Cavalry, dismounted their bows, and unleashed a rapid barrage of arrows at him!

Lightly equipped as he was, Qin Feng dared not hesitate a moment—he dropped flat onto his horse's back at once to dodge the assault.

Spears and arrows whizzed past his back; had his reaction been even a fraction slower, he would already have been struck.

Only after those dozens of Dead Soldiers were all slain did Qin Feng rise from his horse—and when he looked toward Chen Mou, not a single soul remained in sight!

"Protect the Marquis!"

"Protect Marquis Qin! If the Marquis suffers even a scratch, you shall all be eternal traitors!"

The soldiers surged toward Qin Feng, forming three concentric layers around him, shielding him at the center.

"Marquis, the Snow Wolf Cavalry is extraordinarily fierce. If we continue pursuing, and you come to harm, we cannot bear the responsibility—please turn back immediately and return to the Camp."

Faced with his officers' pleas, Qin Feng did not waver even slightly—his gaze grew even more resolute than before.

"Who is the enemy commander?!"

The Deputy General beside him shook his head: "We still don't know the enemy general's identity."

Qin Feng drew a deep breath, his eyes blazing with intense killing intent: "Then no need for further questions. Whoever he is, tonight he dies here! All soldiers, listen to my command: reorganize immediately and continue the pursuit!"

At these words, every officer present panicked.

"Marquis, even if we must pursue, let us go ahead—you return to the Camp first!"

"That's right! The Marquis is of priceless worth—if anything happens to you, we are all guilty of unforgivable crimes!"

"Please, Marquis, return to the Camp—the enemy is fierce; pursuit is our duty!"

As the saying goes, never pursue a desperate foe—but Qin Feng knew full well that continuing the chase carried grave danger. Yet the greater the risk, the greater the reward!

The enemy commander led merely a thousand cavalry, first annihilating Lü Ci and Li Chou's garrisons, holding off seven-to-one odds with ease.

Then, when pursued by Qin Feng, he first deployed bait; when Qin Feng didn't take the bait, he swiftly executed a Returning Lance Strike, turning a small force into a decisive blow, then vanished again into the chaos.

The enemy commander's military talent may not match that of the Northern Di's great general Chen Si, but his ferocity is exceedingly rare.

In the future, this man will become a formidable rival to the Wild Emperor Party—he must be eliminated in one strike, to create favorable conditions for the Wild Emperor Party's growth.

Qin Feng overruled all objections and growled: "Enough talk! If you truly care for my safety, go cut off the enemy commander's head and bring it to me!"

"All troops, reorganize at maximum speed—this is a military command. Disobedience will be punished by martial law!"

Seeing Qin Feng's firm resolve, the officers reluctantly complied, immediately reorganizing their forces. The cavalry were manageable—these were soldiers from Beixi County, who had faced every storm and would not break at the first blow. The problem lay in… the warhorses, panicked.

There was no choice—Qin Feng left the cavalry whose warhorses were still panicked behind, while the rear and flank cavalry merged into a single force of one thousand, continuing the pursuit.

Meanwhile, Chen Mou had not fled far. After escaping the pursuers' sight, he immediately ordered the remaining two hundred cavalry to split into ten teams of twenty each, scattering in all directions to prepare for guerrilla warfare against the pursuers.

At the same time, Chen Mou led one team, removed the trip ropes from their saddles, tied them all together into a single rope twenty zhang long.

Two cavalrymen each gripped one end, stretched the rope taut, then tied a spear to the end and drove it into the ground—thus, the rope hung suspended in midair.

Concerned that the force of a cavalry charge might snap the rope outright, Chen Mou planted two spears on each end of the rope to reinforce it.

In the pitch-black night, combined with high horse speed, it was nearly impossible to spot the rope hanging three chi above the ground.

All preparations complete, Chen Mou led his twenty bodyguards and stood silently beside the rope, waiting for the pursuers to arrive.

Just as the time of one incense stick passed, the thunder of hooves shattered the silent night.

"They're coming!"

Chen Mou barked: "All soldiers, withdraw slowly."

Under Chen Mou's lead, the twenty cavalrymen gradually accelerated, feigning flight to lure the pursuers into the trap.

At the front of the Beixi Light Cavalry formation was Qin Feng himself!

Having just suffered a major setback, Qin Feng felt no fear—instead, he grew even more aggressive, for only by leading the charge could he clearly see what lay ahead.

When he spotted the enemy, he was momentarily elated, raised his hand to order a charge—then quickly lowered it.

"Something's wrong!"

"The enemy numbers don't add up—they've clearly split into multiple groups! And… their speed is too slow. Even if their warhorses were nearly exhausted, they shouldn't be caught this quickly!"

Qin Feng might not foretell the future, but he could at least do basic arithmetic.

Both sides were charging full speed toward each other—it should take at least one incense stick time to close the distance.

Anything unusual must conceal a trick!

Qin Feng shouted at once: "Slow down! It's a trap!"