Chapter 533
Chapter 533 Let's Go Home
Both the Turkic warriors and the soldiers of Great Hua were stunned. The notion that someone from Great Hua, a nation known for its frailty, could kill Labuli—a man of great reputation on the plains—in a single round was unfathomable.
Hu Bugui and Gao Qiu were the first to come to their senses, their eyes red as they shouted, "The enemy leader Labuli is dead! Brothers, charge with me! Don't let a single Turk escape!"
"Charge!" Roiling fervor surged within the soldiers' chests. The death of Labuli ignited boundless excitement, while the loss of their comrades drove them to madness. In this storm of emotion and pain, their eyes glinted fiercely, their minds filled with a single thought—kill the Turks! Suddenly, they exploded with an insurmountable fighting spirit. These Great Hua warriors, dressed in foreign attire, burst into the enemy lines like ferocious lions, hacking and slashing. Their ferocity struck fear into the hearts of even the Turks.
Although Labuli was dead, the majority of the Turkic heavy infantry still guarded the walls. With a remaining force of three to four thousand, their brutal nature was fully exposed. The half-high tower of the city on the plains became the contested ground for both sides.
Behind Hu Bugui and Gao Qiu, thousands of their troops fought their way along the city wall, as if they had charged into a hornet's nest; all they saw were swarming Turks. Each advance was a bloodbath, with rivers of blood flowing and countless Turks falling, yet Great Hua soldiers also met their end. At this point, life and death were in the hands of fate. Hu Bugui and Gao Qiu led the charge, screaming, their bodies soaked in blood, their blades nicked and worn. Ahead of them, Lin Wanrong was like a lone wolf at the forefront, his blade rising and falling, severing Turks left and right. His earlier feat of killing Labuli cast a dark shadow over the Turks; none dared to cross his path, and he encountered no worthy opponents. Though his blade was chipped and battered, he seemed oblivious, his face a mask of ruthless intensity.
A thunderous roar erupted as an army of thousands stampeded in. Over six thousand Great Hua soldiers who had been lying in ambush outside the city burst in, crossing the gates of the city that had been opened by the sacrifices of Li Wuling and others. They became a torrential flood, charging straight for the Turks stubbornly resisting on the city walls.
The arrival of reinforcements acted like an adrenaline shot, energizing all the Great Hua soldiers. In contrast, the Turks felt their courage wane.
"For those who dare to invade our great Great Hua, none shall escape punishment, no matter how far! Kill all these Turks!" Hu Bugui yelled, tears streaming down his aged face. He brandished his curled blade, its white glint cutting through the air, his massive frame leading the troops like a soaring bird. With one swing of his blade, he cleaved a tall Turk in two.