CHAPTER 350: CHAPTER 344: SUCCESS

Some horses were still tied to the post, but it was merely symbolic. After all, once the horses were tamed, they would behave as long as they were tied with ropes. But at this moment, with one strong pull, the horses could drag the post forward and charge ahead, trampling the Hu soldiers who had come out to fight, or knocking them down with the post.

However, there were many Xiongnu cavalry, and the stables were not limited to just one. Before long, there were people mounting their horses to respond to the attack. Zhao Hanzhang charged forward to meet them head-on. She was full of battle spirit, while the enemy was filled with fear and trepidation, giving her an advantage in their first clash.

Zhao Hanzhang struck and sent her opponent’s weapon flying with a single thrust. With another sweep, the opponent fell with eyes wide open, clutching his neck. Zhao Hanzhang had already leapt over him. After a long moment of fighting, seeing that the enemy was becoming more organized, Zhao Hanzhang commanded, "Sound the horn, we’re retreating!"

The herald, who had been following Zhao Hanzhang, immediately pulled out the horn and began blowing it.

The Zhao Family Army inside the enemy camp, upon hearing the horn, started killing while regrouping, and began breaking their way out.

Zhao Hanzhang was about to weave her way out and turned her horse’s head, scanning the people behind her but failed to spot Zhao Erlang and his soldiers. She focused her gaze and asked, "Where’s Erlang?"

Qiu Wu, also engulfed in the frenzy of battle, glanced at the soldiers following him, realized that Erlang was missing, and panicked, "I don’t know!"

Zhao Hanzhang gripped the spear in her hand tightly, clenched her teeth, but still ordered, "Sound the horn for retreat!"

Her eyes flushed red as she looked back at the chaotic enemy camp. Not finding Zhao Erlang, her heart felt as if it was being scorched by fire. But behind her were eight hundred soldiers; she couldn’t let them be trapped in the enemy camp, not to mention the entire Yu State was behind them.

If this night raid was to fail, it would be a heavy blow to the morale of Yu State.

Zhao Hanzhang was just about to spur her horse out when she suddenly heard a familiar "ah——" in her ears.

Zhao Hanzhang immediately turned back at the sound. Amidst the flames, she saw Zhao Erlang trapped afar, both hands gripping his spear against a descending blade. Though distanced, Zhao Hanzhang could almost not see his facial expression, but she could hear through the clamor his clenched-teeth cry straining to exert strength, a faint "ah!"

Zhao Hanzhang immediately yanked on the reins to turn back and galloped towards him, giving the order, "Change formation, penetrate into the central army, break out from the west side!"

The herald immediately blew the horn upon hearing the order, changing from retreat to attack. Meanwhile, the flag bearer closely followed Zhao Hanzhang.

The flags followed the commander, and the soldiers followed the flags — that is the rule on the battlefield!

The soldiers did not question Zhao Hanzhang’s decision nor sought reasons; upon hearing the command to attack, they instinctively turned back to find their battle flags and immediately charged towards them.

Zhao Hanzhang fought her way through in one breath, the speed of her horse was extremely fast, and she even leapt over the fallen flaming column on the road...

Zhao Erlang’s face was tense and his veins bulged as he desperately held onto his spear, but the blade was still pressing down bit by bit, drawing ever closer to his neck...

Liu Cong’s face showed bloodthirsty cruelty, daring this punk to assail him... A slight breeze seemed to swirl past Liu Cong’s ear. His pupils shrank, and his body reacted faster than his mind. He swiftly retracted his broadsword and leaned back onto the horse’s back. Almost simultaneously, a spear thrust where his neck had been...

The thrust pierced through, and with no hesitation, the spear made a downward cut. Liu Cong responded more swiftly, rolling off the horse as he saw the spear slicing through the air toward his face, thus avoiding the second strike...

The opponent’s force suddenly vanished, causing Zhao Erlang to lunge forward. A Hu soldier next to him was just about to slash down on Zhao Erlang’s comrade, but seeing this, he immediately thrust his sword forward fiercely.

Zhao Hanzhang swept down with her spear and seeing her attack missed again, didn’t linger in battle. She directly reached out and grabbed the back collar of Zhao Erlang’s shirt, yanked him backward, and redirected her spear to brush away the opponent’s sword, pierced through the opponent’s wrist, and with a forward thrust, stabbed straight through the opponent’s heart. She retrieved her spear effortlessly and swept it across, striking down the Hu soldiers coming to aid...

Zhao Hanzhang shouted to Zhao Erlang, "Go!"

Zhao Erlang, regaining his senses, followed closely after his sister, fighting his way out.

After landing, Liu Cong quickly leaped out of the range of Zhao Hanzhang’s spear, then pulled down a Hu soldier and leaped onto the horse himself. Seeing Zhao Hanzhang about to leave, he wouldn’t let them escape and immediately moved to intercept.

Zhao Hanzhang blocked the incoming broadsword, her arm slightly shaken, but she fearlessly counter-thrust, and the two were locked in combat.

Zhao Erlang and Qiu Wu couldn’t get closer and had to fend off other Hu soldiers on the side for Zhao Hanzhang, while awaiting the other units led by their commanders to come and join the fight.

Liu Cong was fierce and held significant prestige. He stalled Zhao Hanzhang, allowing the chaotic camp in the rear to slowly organize, with more Hu soldiers mounting horses to support.

Zhao Hanzhang realized they couldn’t linger in battle, or none would be able to get out.

Thus, she struck fiercely and swiftly, the spear in her hand stabbing densely. Liu Cong barely managed to fend her off, but her moves were diverse. Seizing a gap, her spear slithered like a snake along his deflecting sword and stabbed forward, hitting his right chest armor with a clang...

According to Liu Cong’s experience, a stab here wouldn’t do much as his armor could withstand it, so he wasn’t panicked. Yet, he almost didn’t feel her stopping; she was still stabbing forward fiercely, and Liu Cong sensed the pricking pain...

His expression changed, but he didn’t look down at the wound, nor did he look at Zhao Hanzhang. Instead, he changed the attack direction of his broadsword and slashed fiercely towards Zhao Hanzhang’s neck...

Zhao Hanzhang retracted her spear, simultaneously leaned back against the horse’s back, as the horse dashed forward, passing by Liu Cong. She used her waist strength to sit up, and without looking back, thrust backwards with her spear. Liu Cong’s deputy general, seeing this, didn’t hesitate and leapt to the right side of Liu Cong’s body. A spear pierced through his body. Before he could speak, the spear was withdrawn, and he instantly lost strength and fell to the left side, pressing down on Liu Cong...

Liu Cong was shocked and yelled, "Huyan Lang!"

Zhao Hanzhang felt regret, though she wished to turn back and stab Liu Cong again, she knew the chance had passed and couldn’t be forced.

Sure enough, as they landed, Hu soldiers immediately surrounded them to provide protection.

Zhao Hanzhang only glanced back and said, "Go!"

The flag bearer ran with Zhao Hanzhang, and the soldiers followed the flags. In no time, they fought their way out from the west side; the Xiongnu army also organized pursuit forces to chase after them from behind...

Meanwhile, Ji Ping finally reached the supplies depot. A hundred soldiers quietly approached. Because the camp was in chaos, many soldiers guarding the supplies had rushed out for support. They sneaked in smoothly and dispersed in various spots.

Ji Ping blew a whistle, and fires ignited simultaneously at various places. With a successful hit, the group immediately retreated, fearing the flames weren’t strong enough, he also signaled Li Tian and the others to shoot fire arrows.

As they withdrew, Li Tian and the others continuously shot fire arrows towards the ignited spots, landing on the supplies, instantly setting a raging fire.

The enemy camp grew increasingly chaotic.

Liu Cong, clutching his chest, got to his feet. Observing the fiery scene at the supply depot, he was so furious that his eyes seemed to blaze, shouting, "Jin people, Jin people!"