Chapter 760: First Volume, Chapter 760: A Complete Mess

First Volume, Chapter 760: A Complete Mess

The highest-ranking officer present was Wang Sihai, Guerrilla Captain of Beixi County, who led his remaining hundred or so cavalrymen in another charge against the dense enemy ranks.

Spear after spear forcibly tore through the enemy's encirclement lines; though during their escape, their backs were exposed to enemy fire, resulting in over twenty comrades falling instantly.

Yet the remaining eighty comrades successfully broke out of the encirclement.

Wang Sihai roared in excitement: "Comrades, hold on! Once we link up with the Marquis, we'll be safe!"

At that moment, a vast black tide of cavalry appeared ahead.

Wang Sihai initially thought it was Qin Feng's main force and was about to breathe a sigh of relief—until he noticed the armor on these cavalrymen was unmistakably wrong. This was… the Snow Wolf Brigade's main force!

Wang Sihai's eyes instantly filled with despair. All the enemies they'd encountered before had merely guerrilla units—the true main force had only now revealed itself.

"Whoa!"

Wang Sihai yanked hard on the reins, staring at the Snow Wolf Brigade's main force barely two hundred steps ahead, then turned to look back at the pursuing enemy troops—he had nearly accepted his fate.

"Comrades, it seems tonight is our day of death."

"Comrades, are you afraid!"

Around him, the soldiers were streaked with blood—some their own, some the enemy's. They gasped heavily, eyes bloodshot with exhaustion and defiance, yet not a single one showed fear.

"For Beixi County, for Marquis Qin, what fear is there in spilling five steps of blood!"

"That's right! Since the day we became soldiers of Beixi County, we never expected to die peacefully. As Marquis Qin often says: we shed more blood, our families sweat less."

"Captain, give the order!"

Hearing the soldiers' roars, Wang Sihai took a deep breath, his gaze hardening instantly. He raised his spear and bellowed: "Beixi Light Cavalry—Charge!"

Under Wang Sihai's lead, the soldiers launched a suicide charge without hesitation.

Just as all prepared to die gloriously, an unexpected event occurred—a thunderous clatter of hooves came from the east as a mounted force charged in.

Then, a familiar voice rang out.

"Snow Wolf Brigade! Qin Feng is here! I'll be your opponent!"

Wang Sihai and the eighty remaining light cavalry stared dumbfounded at Qin Feng leading the countercharge—unable to decide whether to be stunned or furious.

What merit did a lowly soldier, a mere captain, have to warrant the Marquis of Great Liang risking his life to come rescue them?

Wang Sihai felt his nose sting. When he turned to look at the soldiers beside him, he saw they were all streaked with tears.

"The Marquis came back to save us? Damn it, if we'd known, we'd have just died sooner…"

"The Marquis risked his life for us…"

"The Marquis of Great Liang, Lord of the Northern Border, risked everything for a handful of us? Now I finally understand why every comrade is willing to charge into death for Marquis Qin—such a lord, even shattered bones are no fear!"

At that moment, a messenger rider galloped up from afar, shouting: "Who is your Main General?!"

Wang Sihai hastily wiped a tear from his eye and replied firmly: "Guerrilla Captain Wang Sihai."

The messenger swung his small flag hard: "Captain Wang, Marquis Qin has returned to rescue you! What are you waiting for? Quickly link up with the main force!"

Wang Sihai nodded firmly, spurring his horse: "Comrades, aid Marquis Qin in slaying the enemy!"

The eighty cavalrymen unleashed a earth-shaking surge of momentum, charging toward Qin Feng's position.

At the same moment, Qin Feng's Beixi Light Cavalry collided head-on with the Snow Wolf Brigade's main force—literally collided.

Both sides charged with spears, smashing into each other until they pressed so tightly that spears could no longer be wielded; they discarded their spears, drew Zhan Dao blades, and began cutting down enemies in close combat.

Chen Li had nearly given up, but never expected Qin Feng would turn back to rescue a small detachment of light cavalry—he felt both admiration and exhilaration.

He gazed across the chaos at Qin Feng and roared: "Qin Feng, tonight only one of us walks away alive!"

Qin Feng, protected at the center by his Deputy General and others, heard the shout, turned his head, and saw a rider standing fifty steps away—broad-shouldered and muscular, wielding a twelve-foot spear, with a Zhan Dao strapped to his back, every movement radiating ferocity.

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow: "Who are you?"

Chen Li did not hesitate: "Deputy General Chen Li of the Snow Wolf Brigade!"

Hearing the name, Qin Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You're also surnamed Chen?"

Chen Li's eyes burned with near-mad killing intent: "Correct! Chen Si is my elder cousin!"

At this, Qin Feng sighed inwardly. The Chen Family was simply unbelievable—every male was a loyal minister or fierce general.

During the National War, when Qin Feng was trapped at Qingyu Mountain, Chen Ping—who led the assault on the mountain—was also one of Chen Si's cousins.

Just now he killed Chen Mou, and now another cousin, Chen Li, has appeared.

Even Qin Feng couldn't help but marvel: the Chen Family's genetics were too powerful!

Seeing Qin Feng silent, Chen Li's gaze blazed. He raised his spear, its tip aimed at Qin Feng: "You killed my cousin Chen Ping, murdered my cousin Chen Mou, and severed my elder cousin Chen Si's arm. Our feud with the Chen family is irreconcilable. From this day forward, every Chen family member who sees you, Qin Feng, shall kill you on sight!"

Qin Feng silently took the bow and arrow from his deputy officer and fired at Chen Li—but before it reached him, an unlucky fellow intercepted it.

Between them stretched only fifty steps, yet thousands of chaotic cavalry filled the space.

"Too bad."

Qin Feng sighed, returned the Bow and Arrow to his Deputy Officer, ignored Chen Li's curses, drew his Zhan Dao, and growled: "Kill! Tonight, Beixi Light Cavalry and Snow Wolf Brigade settle this!"

Qin Feng was not a man who sought confrontation—but the battle had merged into chaos, retreat was impossible. He could only grit his teeth, press forward, and maintain the troops' high morale—even if it meant drinking poison to quench thirst, he could not stop.

Amid the fierce clash, a combined force of one thousand cavalry, one thousand Bow Infantry, and three thousand Infantry marched at full speed from the Gaoshan Country border.

Leading them, Feng Chen, Right Vanguard Vice General of the Northern Di, frowned deeply, constantly urging his Deputy Officer to push the Infantry faster.

"Snow Wolf Brigade is in fierce combat—hurry to reinforce!"

Feng Chen's eyelids twitched as he cursed inwardly: "Aren't the two nations already at peace? How did we slip back into war so carelessly?"

Unbeknownst to him, Jing Qianying and Ning Hu had already arrived at the battlefield with one thousand cavalry and two thousand Infantry.