"Huang Feibiao's words had just fallen, and the sound of dense drums echoed in the valleys on both sides."
"The sound of 'dang dang dang' echoed continuously within the valley."
"A large number of barbarian soldiers emerged from the forest, making various unintelligible screams. Then, the already prepared rolling logs and boulders were thrown down without hesitation."
"The already extremely tired army, due to the arduous journey of a thousand miles, instantly panicked."
The experienced servant with battlefield experience was preparing to lead the men forward, but the barbarians rolled out more than a dozen four-wheeled carts, blocking the road tightly.
These four-wheeled carts appear to be made of solid metal, sturdy beyond measure. The exterior of the vehicles is painted with colorful beasts using pigments, and the interior hides the nozzles. When a soldier behind lights a fire, it sprays a large area of flames in a conical range directly in front."
More than a dozen brave servants were roasted by the flames, reduced to charred embers.
Some tried to retreat from the valley. E atan Chong Yin, brother of Nan Bo Hao, Ju Jisheng, led the elite troops of Nandu and suddenly attacked, cutting off the army at two-thirds of its length. Then they held their ground and defended themselves. These soldiers were even sharper than before, waiting for their opponents to tire out. Even Huang's most experienced servants led the charge themselves but could not break through."
Unable to break through from either end, attacking from above by climbing the sides to engage the barbarians was an endeavor that resulted in heavy casualties.
The vast army was trapped within the valley, and screams of agony echoed unceasingly.
Deng Chanyu looked at Deng Yi with piercing eyes: "Where is the guide you recruited?"
This man of the Deng family was bathed in cold sweat, looking around. The once humble barbarian guide had long since disappeared.
In the distance, Ju Jisheng laughed loudly: "Ha ha ha! This forest has been our home for thousands of years. Crossing the river downstream, attacking Nanbo? You are all out of tricks! At this moment, if you don't submit and bind yourselves, when will you do so?"
Deng Chanyu and Huang Feibiao, the two generals, remained very calm.
Our plans have been uncovered by the enemy, and it can only be said that our skills are not up to par. At this point, blaming or regretting has no meaning.
Seizing the enemy's king is a good strategy, but Ju Jisheng is not foolish. There are more than a thousand heavily armored and shielded soldiers surrounding him, and his position is very far back. It will be very difficult for the vast army to turn around and launch an attack on him in the narrow passageway.
"Go forward!"
"Kill your way out!"
Deng Chanyu and Huang Feibiao exchanged a glance, and the two generals had a very consistent opinion.
Huang Feibiao was preparing to take on the task of leading the charge, but to be honest, Deng Chanyu sincerely thought his martial arts skills were average. If he failed to break through and died in the hands of a common soldier, the morale of the entire army would be utterly destroyed.
"Uncle, your command of the army is very strict. Let me hold the rear guard while you lead the way for the army!" She said decisively.
Can you do it? Huang Feibiao was one hundred and twenty percent skeptical. In his opinion, even himself going up was nine to one odds of death. Perhaps his elder brother Huang Feihu could lead people out in this situation, but the rest? That really needs a question mark.
Deng Chanyu gave him a reassuring look, mounted her horse, and to make herself stand out to the rest of the army, she wore a purple gold hairpin and a hundred-flower battle robe. Coupled with her mount, a fiery red warhorse, this outfit was extremely eye-catching in the midst of tens of thousands of soldiers; it would be hard not to notice her.
She took the Fan Tian Da Ji, and after brushing her fingers over the waistband of her bag, she knew the exact number of five-color stones. Then, she tightened her legs around the horse's abdomen.
"Follow me, Deng Yi!"
She shouted loudly and then charged out like an arrow.
The warhorse understood her thoughts. It dodged its own soldiers in the rather narrow passageway and accelerated at the same time.
The "da da da" gallop of the horse was very loud, and Deng Chanyu calculated the distance in her mind.
"Even Chao Ge has sent a female general?" The Nanjun commander controlling the fire cart was taken aback, then his face twisted into a sinister smile, as if he had already envisioned the scene of the female general being burned into charcoal.
In the next second, a brilliant flash appeared before his eyes, and he felt as if his head had been struck by a heavy hammer. Something penetrated his helmet and broke his skull.
Deng Chanyu held the Fan Tian Da Ji in her left hand and fired five-color stones with her right hand, four at a time.
A Nanjun general and three soldiers fell to the ground instantly in the front line.
Without waiting for the enemy to light up, she galloped forward, holding the Fan Tian Da Ji in her left hand and quickly drawing an arc with her right hand. The heads of the last two soldiers guarding the fire cart were launched high into the air as she reversed her wrist, pointed her long spear downward, and inserted it into the hub of the cart. Then she used both arms to exert force, shouting "Up!"
Just see the metal-made fire cart, with its exterior painted with the pattern of ferocious beasts and weighing over a thousand catties, being lifted up by her single spear!
The fire oil inside the cart was deliberately scattered towards the enemy by Deng Chanyu. Before the soldiers holding torches could figure out what was happening, they were soaked from head to toe with fire oil. Without giving them time to drop their torches, they were howling in agony, turning into groups of limping fire men.
"Boom" echoed with a loud noise, the fired cart, which had been lifted off its wheels by Deng Chanyu, fell sideways and hit another cart.
"Stop her! Quickly stop her!" the Nanjun commander shouted.
Deng Chanyu aimed carefully and fired another stone.
Within ten steps, even the gods couldn't dodge her five-color stones, let alone ordinary people.
The two fire carts were side by side, heading straight for her direction.
From Deng Chanyu's perspective, she could even see the contorted faces of the soldiers.
She showed no signs of fear, and her warhorse didn't slow down even a little. At the critical moment, her spear point dug into the ground, and with a pull, a large amount of dirt was thrown outward.
Some of the soldiers pushing the fire carts closed their eyes subconsciously, while others chose to stop. This delay created a noticeable gap between the two fire carts.
Deng Chanyu confronted the fire carts head-on, driving her spear diagonally into the bottom of one. Using the speed of her horse's charge and her own strength, she forcibly overturned one cart. She then repeated the move, piercing the wheel hub and flipping over the second cart.
The tight encirclement was broken through by her incomparable strength, and both Deng and Huang servants were overjoyed at this moment. Following her opening gap, they all charged out with all their might.
Deng Chanyu kept firing stones, and no general had survived. All of them were killed by a single shot. After that, she waved her long spear, slashing, piercing, and smashing. By the time she finally broke through the valley, she had turned over eleven heavy fire carts weighing over a thousand catties each.
First to collapse were the barbarian soldiers, followed by the morale of the Nanjun soldiers, which plummeted to rock bottom.
The commanding generals of Nanjun were nearly all killed by Deng Chanyu. With their army charging forward from the front, their morale soared. Under the leadership of Huang Feibiao, they attacked from both sides along small paths, attacking the barbarian soldiers whose morale had plummeted with a series of cuts and slashes.
Ju Jisheng was full of shock and horror, and he could only retreat with his remnants to Nanjun.
The valley was filled with captives, and many barbarian soldiers were shocked. They were bound with ropes and didn't even know how to resist.
Huang Feibiao was covered in blood from head to toe and came to join Deng Chanyu. The middle-aged general looked incredulous, as this battle had been so fierce that it seemed like a dream.
In front of Deng Chanyu, who was sitting on a rock idly polishing her long spear, Huang Feibiao was so excited that he kept repeating over and over, "General Deng is truly a heavenly warrior!"
