Chapter 236: Why Not Die Heroically?

Despair instantly enveloped the heart of every Zhenbei Army soldier!

The bitter battle, fatigue, and hunger of a few days ago, coupled with the hidden worry of the commander's serious injury, were infinitely magnified by this desperate situation at this moment.

Many people showed gray and defeated expressions on their faces, and morale hit rock bottom at this moment.

The Prince of Zhenbei looked at Adunla's arrogant face and the fear flashing in the eyes of the soldiers around him; the dying flame in his body was instead completely ignited.

The defeat was set, and death was unavoidable; the Prince of Zhenbei knew all this clearly.

But even if he died, he had to exert the greatest value!

Now the Xiongnu main army was basically ambushing him here; the Vice General and Colonel on the periphery certainly wouldn't have such great pressure. If he could contain the other party, they might still have a chance to escape.

Because he had already seen the fire rising at the end of the valley; he knew this was the message given by the Vice General.

Based on the mutual understanding between him and the Vice General who had followed him for many years, if there was no situation over there, the other party would not light a fire rashly.

But since there was an opportunity to light a fire, it showed that the pressure on the Vice General was not very great.

His time was running out, and if His Highness the Crown Prince wanted to control the Zhenbei Army, he needed someone with some prestige to sit in command.

And the Vice General was the best choice. These years, the Vice General had followed him and had some insights in arranging troops and formations; although he couldn't be considered top-notch, he was at least much better than His Highness the Crown Prince.

With his assistance, His Highness's situation would not be even more difficult, so he must send him out.

The Prince of Zhenbei made a judgment in an instant, raised his horizontal blade violently, pointed at Adunla, and used his last strength; his voice was like a wounded tiger roaring.

"Soldiers of Da Qian! I am incompetent and fell into the Xiongnu's treacherous trap! Today, we have no path of survival! But even in death, we must fight out the blood and spirit of Da Qian men! Follow me to kill them, behead Adunla! Use the enemy's blood to sacrifice the heroic souls of our Zhenbei Army who died in battle! Killing one is enough, killing two is a profit! Kill—!"

This desperate roar was like a stimulant, injected into the hearts of the Zhenbei Army, which was on the verge of collapse.

Fear was replaced by bravery; it was death either way, so why not die heroically?!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Tens of thousands of people roared, ignoring any formation, following the Prince of Zhenbei, ignoring the arrows falling from both sides, and crazily rushing toward Adunla's royal flag!

This roar resounded through the valley and naturally attracted the attention of the Vice General, who were currently being surrounded by the Xiongnu.

But the other party surrounded them without attacking, obviously just wanting to limit the actions of their cavalry and not let them support the Prince of Zhenbei.

The Vice General turned his head and could only see many fire points rushing toward one side of the valley; he knew this was the General launching the final charge.

At this moment, he also understood the General's intention; it meant for them to retreat as soon as possible.

If tens of thousands of troops died under the hands of the Xiongnu, it would be even more difficult for them to escape.

But even though he understood the General's intention, the Vice General was still somewhat hesitant; his heart told him this was the best choice at present, but he couldn't bear to abandon the General and escape alone.

Just watching the firelight rushing up in dots, the Vice General finally gritted his teeth and shouted: "Brothers! Break out!"

"Dying struggle!"

Adunla snorted coldly and waved his hand; the elite wolf cavalry around him immediately spurred their horses to meet them.

More Xiongnu cavalry rushed down from the hills on both sides, trying to completely drown this Zhenbei Army.

The battle instantly entered the most cruel melee.

The Prince of Zhenbei's eyes were red, having completely forgotten the existence of the arrow wound, forgotten the high fever and severe pain; he only had Adunla's ferocious face in his eyes.

There was only one obsession in his heart, and that was to drag Adunla to die with him!

The blade light flashed, and a Xiongnu centurion who rushed up was split in half along with his blade! Blood splashed all over his head and face, warm and sticky.

He didn't stop, the warhorse stood high, the horse hooves kicked over another enemy, the horizontal blade slashed down, and another head flew up!

At this moment, the Prince of Zhenbei was the former Martial Champion of Da Qian; wherever he passed, the Xiongnu cavalry fell over.

The personal guards clustered tightly around him, using their bodies to block attacks from the side; everyone held a belief of certain death, and the combat power they erupted made the Xiongnu elite feel cold.

This small team tore a gap in the Xiongnu tide and kept approaching Adunla's direction!

The playfulness on Adunla's face disappeared, replaced by a trace of solemnity.

He didn't expect the Prince of Zhenbei to have such terrifying combat power while seriously wounded and dying.

All along, the Prince of Zhenbei had been slightly better than him in force, but he was slightly higher in strategy.

A dying tiger often erupts with more terrifying force; Adunla knew this point particularly well.

"Release arrows! Shoot him to death! Don't get close!" he ordered sternly.

More arrows were concentrated on the Prince of Zhenbei and the surrounding personal guards, and even the warhorse under his crotch was within the scope of aiming.

An arrow hit his horse's neck, and the warhorse fell to the ground with a mournful cry.

The Prince of Zhenbei rolled down, his steps staggered, but he stood firm immediately and continued to charge forward on foot.

Another arrow hit his right shoulder, piercing the armor, but he just let out a muffled groan, backhanded his blade to cut off the arrow shaft, his movements not stopping at all.

There were more and more wounds on his body, blood soaked his battle robe, and every step left a bloody footprint.

But he was still charging, still killing!

He was less than fifty steps away from Adunla! He could even see the other party's surprised face.

Just at this moment, a sense of dizziness and weakness struck him; the Prince of Zhenbei's vision went black, his steps softened, and he knelt on one knee, supporting his body tightly with the horizontal blade so he wouldn't fall completely.

"General!"

The personal guards beside him exclaimed, protecting him with their lives.

Adunla clapped his hands repeatedly, revealing a cruel smile: "Worthy of being the Prince of Zhenbei, his bravery is comparable to a fierce tiger! But he still cannot defeat the wolf pack! He can't do it anymore! Go! Cut off his head, reward a thousand cattle and sheep, a hundred slaves!"

Under the heavy reward, the Xiongnu cavalry howled and surged up.

The Prince of Zhenbei panted heavily, his vision already blurred, and the sound of killing in his ears became distant.

He knew his time had come!

He raised his head, his gaze seemingly wanting to pierce through the darkness and look toward the northern frontier.

When he turned his head, he saw that the fire at the end of the valley had gone out.

"Hope... you... all leave..." his lips moved, emitting a weak sound that no one could hear.

Then, he used his last bit of strength, stood up violently, pointed his horizontal blade at the sky, and let out a heart-rending shout: "Da Qian... ten thousand victories!"

This shout exhausted all his strength.

Several Xiongnu cavalry spears pierced his body from different directions at the same time.

The Prince of Zhenbei's majestic body trembled violently, but he did not fall, still leaning on his blade, standing stubbornly, his eyes wide open, looking toward Adunla's direction. ===== CHAPTER 237 =====