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Chapter 1990 Both died
Just as Helian Wujiu was trembling with fear and his defeat was already evident, two more shouts came from the flank of the battlefield!
"You bandit leader, don't run! Gongsun Jiu is here!"
"Yuan Hui is here! Prepare to die!"
Two Chu generals, like tigers descending a mountain, led their fresh troops and fiercely attacked from the left and right flanks!
It was Gongsun Jiu and Yuan Hui who had been ordered to come and provide support!
They were like two iron clamps, instantly sealing off Helian Wujiu's last escape route.
Gongsun Jiu wielded a long spear made of fine iron, which moved like a dragon, and thrust straight at Helian Wujiu's back!
Yuan Hui then brandished a pair of iron whips, striking Helian Wujiu's waist and ribs with the force of wind and thunder!
With Feng Mulan's twin swords locking his soul in front and Gongsun Jiu and Yuan Hui, two fierce generals, attacking from the left and right, Helian Wujiu was already trapped like a turtle in a jar, unable to escape!
"Ah—! I'll fight you to the death!"
Helian Wujiu let out a desperate roar, fighting like a cornered beast, brandishing his scimitar in a final struggle.
However, his resistance seemed so pale and powerless when surrounded by three top experts.
Feng Mulan parried his desperately swung scimitar with her heavy sword. Her light sword moved like lightning, instantly leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his wrist, and the scimitar almost slipped from his hand!
At the same time, Gongsun Jiu's spear burrowed in like a venomous snake, piercing through the gap in the nail plate under his armpit with a soft "plop," and blood spurted out!
Yuan Hui's iron whip slammed solidly into his back!
"puff--!"
Helian Wujiu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled violently, and the madness and brilliance in his eyes quickly dimmed.
Feng Mulan's gaze turned cold. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, she swung her heavy iron sword with tremendous force!
"Crack!"
The sword flashed, and blood shot into the sky!
Helian Wujiu's head, filled with ambition and resentment, flew off his neck with an expression of disbelief, tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily into the muddy pool of blood.
The headless corpse swayed and then fell off the horse.
The Golden Scorpion, the ruthless and powerful Helian Wujiu, is hereby beheaded!
Feng Mulan reined in her warhorse; a few drops of crimson blood stained her white veil, adding to the grim atmosphere.
She looked at the corpse on the ground with indifferent eyes, as if she had only accomplished something insignificant.
She sheathed her twin swords, her voice carrying clearly across the battlefield:
"Helian Wujiu has been executed! Those who surrender will not be killed!"
The night was as dark as ink, with flickering firelight illuminating the scorched earth of the Golden Scorpion tribe's camp, now a grinding stone of flesh and blood.
The air was thick with an overwhelming stench of blood, mixed with gunpowder smoke and the stench of burning corpses, making it almost suffocating.
When Helian Wujiu's head, with its wide-open eyes and frozen expression of astonishment and resentment, rolled into the mud, there was indeed a momentary commotion among the remaining Scorpion Clan soldiers under his command.
However, the commotion did not stem from fear or an intention to surrender, but rather from a deeper, more desperate madness that had been ignited.
Unlike ordinary armies, their morale did not collapse due to the death of their commander.
Instead, like a swarm of bees that had been thoroughly enraged, it let out an even more shrill and bizarre roar, its crimson eyes burning with a resolute determination to perish together with its foes.
These warriors from the depths of the desert are imprinted with the ancient traditions of their tribe and an almost savage loyalty.
The death of their leader was not the end of the battle, but the beginning of revenge, a path of glory that had to be sacrificed with the blood of the enemy and even their own lives.
The bloodstains on Feng Mulan's white veil were still wet. Her cold eyes swept over the Scorpion Clan soldiers who were still brandishing their scimitars and rushing forward like madmen. There was no surprise in her eyes, only a frozen killing intent.
She already knew from intelligence reports how fierce and stubborn this tribe was.
"Stubborn!"
She gave a cold snort, a sound that wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the clamor of the battlefield, carrying an undeniable air of authority.
"Give the order! Charge forward with the entire army, leave no one alive, annihilate them all!"
"Order!"
The order was like a mountain, instantly reaching every combat unit.
The Chu army's formation, which had initially carried a hint of surrender, suddenly changed, becoming more ruthless and efficient.
Shields advanced like a wall, spears pierced like a forest, and archers, occupying high ground, calmly unleashed deadly arrows upon the stubbornly resisting Scorpion Clan.
The battle entered its most brutal and bloody phase of clearing out the enemy.
The Chu soldiers fought with renewed fervor, and faced with these enemies who refused to surrender, the only way to end everything was through a more thorough massacre.
Screams, the clash of weapons, and the groans of the dying mingled together, turning this land into a true battlefield.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the camp, Zhang Xun, who had attempted to break out, was also in dire straits.
He led a force of five thousand men, a mix of remnants of the Tang army and Scorpion Clan soldiers, like a trapped beast, charging left and right, trying to tear a hole in the iron wall of encirclement.
However, he was facing two formidable generals under Feng Mulan's command, Guo Feng and Niu Tian, who were already prepared for battle.
Guo Feng wielded a massive, powerful axe, each strike accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, specifically designed to break through shield formations and heavy armor.
Niu Tian wielded two heavy iron maces, his moves were fierce and sharp, and he was good at close combat, breaking tendons and bones.
The two men, one on the left and one on the right, acted like two insurmountable gates, completely blocking Zhang Xun's path.
Zhang Xun's Tang general's bright armor was tattered and stained with blood, but he still wielded his horizontal sword swiftly and ruthlessly, his eyes filled with resentment and indignation.
He watched as the last Tang soldiers around him fell one by one, and the four thousand Scorpion Clan soldiers assigned to him were also rapidly reduced in number under the Chu army's methodical slaughter.
"Tang general, prepare to die!"
Guo Feng roared and brought his great axe down with tremendous force to cleave the waist!
Zhang Xun hurriedly dodged to the side, parrying with his sword, but the immense force sent numbness through his arm and split open his hand.
Almost simultaneously, Niu Tian, like a ghost, slashed in from the flank, his double maces striking Zhang Xun's head and ribs from above and below!
Zhang Xun's old strength was exhausted, and new strength had not yet been generated. He could only try his best to parry the iron mace on the top lane, while twisting his body to try to avoid the killing move on the bottom lane.
"boom!"
With a muffled thud, Niu Tian's bottom-lane mace finally grazed his ribs.
Zhang Xun felt a piercing pain; at least two of his ribs were broken. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood welled up, which he forced down, but he was already staggering.
How could Guo Feng let such a good opportunity slip by?
The great axe was raised again, as if splitting Mount Hua in two, and slashed down fiercely at the opening exposed by Zhang Xun's injury!
This axe strike, imbued with all his strength, was as fast as lightning and impossible to dodge!
A flicker of despair flashed in Zhang Xun's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a sense of relief.
He struggled to raise his sword for a final parry.
"Dang - click!"
The sword snapped in two with a single blow!
The heavy axe blade cleaved into his shoulder blade without any resistance, so deep that the bone was visible, almost splitting him in two!
Zhang Xun's body stiffened abruptly, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only gushing blood flowed out.
This general, who once aspired to serve the Tang Dynasty, ultimately fell heavily on this foreign land with endless regrets, never to return to his homeland, just like many of his subordinates.