The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

As they gradually climbed up, the arrows raining down on the hillside became more and more dense. Du Meng and Di Zhao immediately put on their armor and quickly drew out the black swords from their ribs to block the fierce rain of arrows.

After a fierce fight, they finally reached the first line of defense set up by the Hongxing Army.

Here, the Jin army gathered like a tide. Most of them hid among the huge rocks, waiting for the right time to quickly shoot arrows, and then quickly retreated back to cover.

Du Meng and Di Zhao looked around and caught sight of a battalion guard captain in the crowd.

The two men walked forward without hesitation, decisively pulled the battalion guard captain out of the crowd, and loudly asked: "Why are you standing still here? Why don't you go up the mountain to fight?"

The battalion guard chief was so frightened that his face turned pale. After recognizing the two men, he hurriedly explained: "Generals, it's not that I'm timid, but the enemy's rolling logs and rocks are too fierce, and it's difficult for our army to get close. More than half of the thousand people in our camp have been killed..."

Before he finished speaking, Du Meng interrupted him coldly: "Even if there is only one person left, you must not retreat. Do you want to be punished by military law?"

"I...I dare not..."

"Then bring the brothers in your camp who can still fight, and follow me to charge into battle!" Du Meng roared, swung the black knife in his hand high, and made a deafening shout: "Brothers, the deputy commander has ordered that our army must reach the top before dark! Between life and death, only the top of the mountain is our destination. Then, we will see you in the Lieying Hall! Kill!" Before he finished speaking, Du Meng had already swung his knife and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Du Meng was like a ferocious beast, unafraid of life or death, and took the brunt of the charge, rushing to the top of the mountain.

Behind him, the Jin soldiers were like awakened lions, finding their backbone, following his steps, and charging towards the top of the mountain without retreating.

At this moment, the second line of defense in Xishan guarded by Zhang Tao was facing tremendous pressure.

Facing the fierce enemy, he decisively ordered: "Bows and arrows ready!"

In an instant, hundreds of Hongxing Army archers pulled their bowstrings in unison, and arrows rained down on the enemy.

However, although these arrows temporarily caused heavy losses to the enemy, they failed to slow down their offensive momentum.

The whistling sounds of arrows and the wailing of the Jin soldiers intertwined, and the hillside was littered with blood and corpses.

Seeing that the enemy was advancing instead of retreating, Zhang Tao's eyes flashed with determination, and he shouted loudly: "Prepare rolling logs and rocks!"

The guard next to him reminded him, "Sir, we don't have many logs and stones left."

Zhang Tao was unmoved and said in a deep voice: "First repel this wave of enemies, and then we can think of other things!"

His eyes were like torches, and he swore in his heart: Brother Tian entrusted me with the important task of the Xishan defense line, how could I fail to live up to this trust? Even if I die, I must firmly hold the second line of defense and not let the enemy take a step forward.

Under the command of Zhang Tao, the Hongxing Army threw out all the remaining logs and rocks.

In an instant, long logs and huge rocks rolled down the hillside, accompanied by the Jin army's shrill screams.

On the hillside, the corpses of the Jin army were piled up like a mountain. Many of the helmets had been smashed, with blood and brain matter overflowing from the gaps. The scene was horrifying.

Du Meng, who was charging in front, saw a rolling log coming towards him. He quickly swung the black knife in his hand and cut the thick rolling log in half with one stroke.

He rolled to the side nimbly, hid under a protruding rock, and then cautiously stuck his head out to observe.

Above, Zhang Tao was calmly directing the battle.

Although Du Meng did not know Zhang Tao's identity, seeing that the Hongxing Army all obeyed his command, he guessed that he must be the general of the Hongxing Army.

Du Meng quietly snatched the bow and arrow from a Jin soldier, aimed at Zhang Tao, and then shot an arrow silently.

The arrow broke through the wind, suddenly flew out from behind the rocks, and shot straight towards Zhang Tao's neck.

Zhang Tao only felt a cold light coming at him, and he instinctively dodged to the side. Although he avoided the throat, the arrow still pierced his shoulder.

"Swish!" The arrow pierced through Zhang Tao's shoulder with great force, leaving only the tail of the arrow outside.

He couldn't help but scream out in pain, his body swayed, and finally he fell to the ground.

The soldiers around him were all panicked when they saw this scene. They came up to him and asked with concern, "Sir, are you okay?"

Zhang Tao lowered his head to check his wound, gritted his teeth, and answered calmly: "I'm fine..."

At this moment, Du Meng, who was hiding under the rocks, jumped out and shouted: "The enemy commander is dead, soldiers, charge!"

He knew that his arrow was not fatal, but was just used to boost morale.

Upon hearing the news that their commander was dead, the Jin soldiers were greatly encouraged and tried their best to climb up.

The distance between the two sides, which was originally not far, was quickly shortened by the sudden and fierce attack of the Jin army.

The soldiers around Zhang Tao looked down and realized that the second line of defense was difficult to hold. Their only option now was to retreat to the top of the mountain.

They all said to Zhang Tao: "Sir, the enemy's attack is fierce, and the logs and rocks are running out. It is better for us to retreat to the top of the mountain first."

"No!" Zhang Tao waved his arms to push away the Hongxing army around him, tightly grasped the arrow on his shoulder, and pulled it out with great force.

He straightened his body despite the pain and said in a firm voice: "This is where we will fight the enemy to the death. We will not retreat even a single step!"

After he finished speaking, he gripped his sword tightly, led the charge, and rushed towards the enemy without hesitation.

Zhang Tao, the main general, was seriously injured but did not retreat. Instead, he chose to take the initiative to attack. Hundreds of Hongxing soldiers had no choice but to follow him and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Jin army.

Du Meng had been staring at Zhang Tao. Seeing that Zhang Tao did not retreat after being hit by an arrow, but rushed forward even more fiercely, he sneered in his heart and raised his knife to meet the enemy.

When the two men clashed, Du Meng swung his sword without hesitation.

As a martial artist, Zhang Tao's skills are not very high, but he has a brave spirit.

He held the knife with both hands and blocked Du Meng's attack steadily. Then he shouted and swung the knife towards Du Meng's chest with his backhand.

Du Meng dodged sideways and then swung three consecutive knives at Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao gritted his teeth and barely blocked the three attacks, but was also pushed back three steps.

Seeing this, Du Meng became more confident. He quickly approached Zhang Tao and swung his knife straight at his chest.

When the blade was about to pierce through the armor on Zhang Tao's chest, he suddenly twisted his waist and narrowly avoided the knife.

"Sha!" The black knife brushed past the armor on Zhang Tao's chest and almost pierced his armpit.

While Du Meng had not yet put away his knife, Zhang Tao quickly retracted his arm and firmly clamped the black knife under his armpit.

Then he swung the knife and chopped at the opponent's head.

Du Meng didn't expect that the opponent had this trick. His face suddenly changed. Facing the fierce knife, he had no time to think. He could only abandon his weapon and fall backwards.

Du Meng rolled down along the hillside. Zhang Tao naturally would not miss this opportunity. He quickly threw away the black knife under his armpit and chased after Du Meng.

However, just as he was about to catch up, an arrow flew from the side and hit him in the ribs.