Chapter 1629: The Duty of Soldiers

Zhao Yun's voice pierced through the noise on the battlefield, clearly reaching the ears of every soldier. Hearing this, they immediately adjusted their offensive and launched a fierce attack toward the enemy's command center. Zhao Yun knew well that only by disrupting the enemy's command system could they have a chance of winning in this battle with a disparity in strength.

"Follow me!" Zhao Yun took the lead, his long spear piercing the night sky, bringing a touch of cold light, aiming directly at the head of the enemy commander. Behind him, five hundred elite soldiers followed like shadows, everyone's eyes flashing with firm light, as if fearless.

The enemy's command center was located in the center of the camp, where the firelight was brightest. That was where the enemy's generals and strategists gathered; it was the brain of their entire camp. Zhao Yun led an elite squad like a sharp blade, striking directly at the enemy's heart.

"Enemy general, don't run!" Zhao Yun gave a roar, his long spear like a dragon, thrusting directly at the enemy commander. The commander did not react slowly either, drawing his sword to meet him, but only saw Zhao Yun's spear shadows heavy and confusing, hard to distinguish between real and fake. After a few rounds, the commander already showed signs of defeat and was knocked off his horse by Zhao Yun with one spear thrust.

"The main commander is dead!" The news spread rapidly among the enemy, and the army's heart fell into chaos immediately. The enemy, having lost command, was like scattered sand, their combat effectiveness greatly reduced.

"Good!" Seeing this, Zhao Yun felt happy in his heart, but immediately said in a low voice, "Do not slacken, continue to clean up the remaining enemy troops!"

The battle was still continuing, but the situation had already reversed. Zhao Yun's troops, relying on precise tactics and tenacious fighting spirit, gradually gained the upper hand. The enemy either fled or surrendered, no longer having the power to organize effective resistance.

"General, the enemy has collapsed, should we pursue?" A deputy general rode to Zhao Yun's side and asked for instructions.

Zhao Yun looked up toward the distance; the night was still deep, but the situation on the battlefield was already clear. He pondered for a moment and shook his head: "Do not pursue a desperate enemy; our purpose this time is to disrupt the enemy's deployment and buy time for the main army. Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to risk pursuit."

"But..." The deputy general seemed somewhat unwilling and wanted to say something more.

Zhao Yun interrupted him: "Our troop strength is limited; if we pursue too deep, we fear an enemy counterattack. Moreover, the main army is about to arrive; our mission is to ensure their safety, not to entangle with the enemy here."

Hearing this, the deputy general suddenly realized and bowed: "The General is far-sighted, this subordinate admires you."

Zhao Yun smiled slightly and said no more. He understood in his heart that although this battle was won, it was only a part of the entire war situation. The real challenge was still ahead.

"Pass the order down, clean up the battlefield, count the casualties, and then withdraw from this place." Zhao Yun issued the final order.

The soldiers acted quickly; some were busy treating the wounded, while others were busy collecting spoils of war. Zhao Yun stood to the side, silently watching all this. His heart had both the joy of victory and worry about the future.

"General, we have won a great victory in this battle, you are truly wise!" A soldier ran to Zhao Yun excitedly, his face full of admiration.

Zhao Yun smiled slightly and patted his shoulder: "This is not my merit alone; it is the result of everyone's joint efforts. Moreover, the battle has not ended, we cannot lower our guard."

Hearing this, the soldier's expression tightened, and he nodded solemnly.

Not long after, the battlefield was cleaned up, and Zhao Yun led the troops to withdraw quietly. They followed the mountain road they came from and quickly disappeared into the night. Only the messy enemy camp was left behind, witnessing this thrilling battle.

When Zhao Yun led the troops back to the main camp, the sky was already slightly bright. The main commander of the army had long since learned of their victory and personally came out of the camp to welcome them.

"Zilong, you have made a great contribution in this battle!" The main commander held Zhao Yun's hand and said excitedly.

Zhao Yun bowed modestly: "Thank you for the praise, main commander; this is the merit of all the soldiers, not the power of one person."

Hearing this, the main commander laughed loudly: "Zilong is modest. However, having said that, what are our plans next?"

Zhao Yun nodded in agreement: "The main commander's words are very true. But although the enemy is defeated, they still have remaining power. We need to act cautiously and not underestimate the enemy."

Hearing this, the main commander nodded with a solemn expression: "Zilong, rest assured, I have my own measure. You go and rest first; when the main army is ready, we will discuss the strategy to break the enemy together."

Zhao Yun bowed and withdrew, leading the troops back to his own camp. The soldiers had been exhausted after a night of fierce fighting. But they knew the battle had not ended, and they had more important missions waiting for them.

In the days that followed, Zhao Yun and his troops became the vanguard of the main army. Relying on their excellent combat effectiveness and precise tactics, they made repeated contributions. And the enemy, under their strikes, retreated steadily, their morale low.

The main army returned in triumph, and the people along the way welcomed them, with laughter and joy unending. Zhao Yun rode on his horse, looking at all this, but a trace of worry arose in his heart. He knew well that the wounds of war could not be healed overnight; what the people needed was long-term peace and stability.

Returning to the camp, Zhao Yun immediately summoned the generals and began to discuss the next defense and governance matters.

"Gentlemen, although we have achieved a phased victory, we must not lower our guard." Zhao Yun said with a solemn expression, "Although the enemy is defeated, the remnants have not been eliminated; we must strengthen precautions to prevent them from making a comeback."

Hearing this, the generals nodded one after another in agreement.

"General Zilong's words are very true." An old general spoke up, "We should take this opportunity to strengthen border defense and at the same time send out scouts to closely monitor the enemy's movements."

Zhao Yun nodded in agreement, then turned to another general: "You are responsible for leading a portion of the soldiers to repair the city walls and strengthen defensive works. Remember, you must ensure that every place is indestructible."

That general bowed and received the order, then left with the soldiers.

Next, Zhao Yun arranged a series of tasks, including reorganizing the army, training new recruits, and comforting the people. He knew well that only by doing this basic work well could the long-term peace and stability of the country be ensured.

After finishing these, Zhao Yun finally had a moment of leisure. He walked out of the tent and wandered alone in the camp. The night was getting darker, the starry sky was brilliant, and the breeze blew, bringing a trace of coolness.

"General, what are you thinking about?"

A familiar voice rang in Zhao Yun's ear.

Zhao Yun turned his head to look; it was his deputy general. He smiled slightly and signaled the deputy general to sit down.

"I am thinking that although this war has ended, our responsibility is even heavier." Zhao Yun said slowly, "What we have to protect is not only this land but also every person on this land."

Hearing this, the deputy general's expression was solemn: "General, you are right. We are soldiers, and we must seek welfare for the people and protect the peace of the country."

Zhao Yun patted the deputy general on the shoulder gently: "You are right. Remember, no matter when or where, we must put the people in the highest position in our hearts." ===== CHAPTER 1630 =====