When Feng Ningyan and Liao Guangwen led the five thousand elite soldiers of the Crimson Flame Battalion to the South Yong Pass, they heard the deafening roars and the rumbling of cannons.
The two of them jumped off their horses and ran up to the city gate tower.
At this moment, the commander of the Southern Yong Pass, Sima Du, was at the head of the city commanding the troops. This was already the second time the enemy had attacked the Southern Yong Pass forcefully.
The frontline battalions of the enemy troops of the Southern Wilderness stormed towards the Southern Yongguan Tower in batches after batches. The firearm battalions that were protecting the advance troops also did not show any weakness. Rocket after rocket came whistling towards them like a torrential rain.
The tower of the Southern Yong Pass was filled with archers and flaming stone carts. Arrows rained down like rain, and the fireballs blocked and killed the enemy forces that were climbing up the Sky Stairway to enter the city.
Although it seemed like they were evenly matched, the corpses under the city gate tower were piled higher and higher.
In front of the Southern Yong Pass, dust flew everywhere, flames burned fiercely, war horses cried out, corpses covered the field, and a bloody mist filled the sky.
"Young Marshal!" Only after being reminded by the deputy general did Sima Tu see Feng Ningyan climbing up the city walls. He hurriedly jumped over several corpses and ran over.
Feng Ning Yan looked at the blood-red Yonghe River from a hundred zhang away. However, when she saw that the Thousand Victory Bridge had been occupied by the southern enemy, she couldn't help but frown.
"General Sima, when we were patrolling the Southern Yong Pass the other day, this young general had clearly warned you to guard against surprise attacks from the southern border. Now that the Hundred Victory Bridge is lost, what crime should you take as punishment? "
Sima Chang knew that he had failed in his duty, so he didn't dare to refute him. "This lowly general is willing to accept the punishment!"
The Yonghe River outside the Southern Yong Pass was a natural moat between the Southern Wilderness and the border of the Great Wu. Therefore, if the Southern Wilderness wanted to attack the South Yong Pass, they would have to break the bridge that the Southern Ning army was stationed at.
The name of the bridge was obtained from the countless victories of Feng Wei, so it was originally a bridge of humiliation for the Southern Wilderness.
Feng Ning Yan walked to the edge of the city gate tower and looked at the 100 Victory Bridge from behind the dense shield. On the other side of the bridge, a young general dressed in golden armor immediately pulled on the reins.
The Coiling Dragon Moonshatter Saber in his hand was not only wide, but it also took up half of its full length. Such a heavy weapon clearly showed that this person's physical strength was astonishing. He was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
"Duan Liushao!" Feng Ningyan said in a hoarse voice, "He really did come personally."
"Young Marshal, he is the Crown Prince of the Southern Wilderness, Duan Liushao?!"
Sima Du had long since noticed that young general. However, he was well-mannered and gentle in his twenties. He had expected that this young general was someone who had never been to a battlefield before, so how could he put him in his eyes?
Who would have thought that this was actually the Crown Prince of the Southern Wilderness?
When Liao Guangwen heard this, he was extremely excited, "Young Marshal, wait for me to capture that LiuShao!"
"Brother Liao!" Feng Ningyan hurriedly shouted, "You're not his match!"
Liao Guangwen was surprised, "How did Young Marshal know?" Have you guys fought before? "
"You have not fought, but he is definitely not someone that you can capture alive. Furthermore, the war between the two nations is not a one on one fight, but a battle between commanders and soldiers.
Feng Ning Yan's eyes were cold. She took an iron bow from the hands of an archer standing next to her, pulled out an arrow, and aimed at Duan Liushao.
Seeing her draw the bow suddenly, Sima Du and Liao Guangwen were astonished. Could it be that the young marshal wanted to shoot Duan Liushao to death with one arrow?
The distance between the city gate tower and the Thousand Victory Bridge was more than a thousand feet. If one's crossbow was spent and even Duan Liushao's heartguard mirror couldn't pierce through, then how could one kill?
No matter how strong Feng Ningyan's archery was, it shouldn't be possible, right?
Just as the two were puzzled, they heard a sharp whistling sound. The arrow between Feng Ning Yan's fingers had already left its bowstring!
The Crown Prince of the Southern Wilderness, Duan Liushao, stood at the end of the bridge with his horse on his horse. Watching the soldiers of the Southern Wilderness fall in wave after wave, leaving corpses everywhere, he couldn't help but grip the Coiling Dragon Moonshatter Saber even tighter.
He did not have such a realistic experience of war. When he saw that the Yong River beneath his feet was dyed red with the blood of his soldiers, he told himself that this was the price that would be paid for success.
Just as he was gazing at the walls of the Southern Yong Pass, he suddenly saw a shield move away. A pitch-black iron bow emerged, shining an arrow that reflected the sunlight and was dazzling.
Those arrowheads were heading in his direction!
He could not help but be startled and subconsciously raised his Moonshatter Knife to block.
But in an instant, the arrow had already whistled through the air. Not only did it not slow down, it actually arrived in front of Duan Liushao's horse.
The arrow stuck itself deep into the deck and shook.
Duan Liushao raised his head in astonishment. Layers of smoke and beacons flashed across his eyes as his gaze landed on the city walls.
He saw a young and beautiful general standing at the top of the city, wearing a suit of blue and silver armor. She was not wearing a helmet and looked at him coldly from across the sky.
The war horse beneath him seemed to have felt the strong threat and began to pace around on the spot uneasily. Duan Liushao looked at the teenager in shock and pulled on the reins forcefully.
Seeing that Duan Liushao had already noticed her, Feng Ning Yan shouted loudly, "Brother Liao, let our brothers stand behind this young commander-in-chief and shout along with me!"
Liao Guangwen immediately ordered the soldiers of the Crimson Flame Battalion to line up behind Feng Ningyan. As she shouted out, all of the soldiers shouted out together, their loud and clear voices echoing through the skies.
"Since ancient times, the book of war has always been about plotting against the enemy! Second, beheading! "Attack the city!"
"The Crown Prince of the Southern Wilderness is bold and unwise. He only knows how to attack and doesn't care about human life!"
"Pity the good son of the Southern Wilderness!" Pity the good son of the Southern Wilderness!
Feng Ningyan shouted, and the soldiers of the Crimson Flame Battalion shouted in unison, their voices echoing out like a human voice.
When the guards of the Southern Yong Pass outside the city heard this, they all felt impassioned and couldn't help but shout along.
It was a common occurrence for soldiers to fight outside of the city. However, the reason why Feng Ningyan led the soldiers was not to provoke them to come out and die, but to shake the morale of the soldiers of the Southern Wilderness.
The best way to fight was simply to defeat the enemy with their own schemes. They would bow down the enemy without a fight. It was all for the sake of "plotting against the enemy."
The strategy in the battle between the two armies was second to none. Attacking a city was the best strategy.
Feng Ning Yan's challenge mocked Duan Liushao for being courageous and unscheming. Furthermore, she instigated that Duan Liushao looked down on human lives, making the hearts of the Southern Wilderness' troops unsteady.
The last sentence was a heartbreak.
The warriors of the Southern Wilderness were attacking the city with all their might, but when they heard the overwhelming cheers from the city gate tower, they were all terrified. When they heard the meaning of the words clearly, they became even more flustered and fell down the Sky Stairway.
Duan Liushao never expected that a youth that looked to be only sixteen or seventeen would be able to command all the soldiers in the Southern Yong Pass.
"Could it be …" He is the Young Marshal of the Southern Ning Army, Feng Yao! "
To the side, Military Advisor Sang Huaiyu bowed and reported, "Your Highness, she is no longer Feng Yao, but the only daughter of Feng Wei. Now Great Yue State's Yuwangfei, Feng Ning Yan."
Duan Liushao gritted his teeth as he looked at the tragic defeat of the soldiers who were attacking the city and the icy cold Feng Ningyan, "There's no battle today! "Call for gold and call for troops to retreat!"