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

Zhang Tao stared at Du Meng angrily, pulled out the black knife stuck in the ground, and staggered towards the other party.

However, Du Meng shot an arrow right after that, hitting Zhang Tao in the chest again, this time deeper than the previous one...

Zhang Tao finally couldn't hold on any longer. He knelt on one knee, using the knife to support his body. The handle in his hand was shaking because of trembling...

Du Meng calmly took out another arrow from the quiver, slowly put it on the bowstring, aimed at Zhang Tao's chest and shot.

flutter!

Zhang Tao knelt on both knees, and his body was pierced with more than ten arrows, which was a shocking sight.

He lowered his head, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth...

Du Meng grinned grimly and kept drawing arrows from the quiver and shooting them one arrow after another until the entire quiver was used up.

Looking at Zhang Tao again at this time, his chest and lower abdomen were full of white feathers, his whole body was stained red with blood, and there were large pools of blood on the ground.

This tragic scene shocked the surrounding Jin soldiers...

When Zhang Tao's confidants saw this scene, their eyes filled with bloodshot and they let out heart-wrenching roars.

Seeing that the quiver was empty, Du Meng threw away his longbow and walked towards Zhang Tao.

When passing by a Jin soldier, he pulled out the steel knife from his ribs.

Du Meng stood beside Zhang Tao, pointed his steel knife at those confidants, then raised the steel knife high, aimed at Zhang Tao's neck, and chopped it down fiercely...

Chimba tribe mountain top

Under the fierce attack of the Shura team, the team led by Chang Sheng once rushed to the top of the mountain.

However, their way forward was stubbornly blocked by Duan Tianyang and the disciples of Linghua Palace.

As the battle escalated, both sides paid a heavy price, but it was obvious that the Shura team suffered greater losses.

Faced with such a situation, Chang Sheng wisely chose to retreat and decisively commanded the entire team to evacuate down the mountain.

Duan Tianyang and Gu Jianhong issued orders almost at the same time: "Chase!"

The two of them were leading everyone in Linghua Palace to go down the mountain. At this moment, a soldier from the Hongxing Army, covered in blood, came hurriedly from the rear: "Sir, it's bad, the enemy is launching a fierce attack from the west mountain!"

When these words were spoken, Duan Tianyang, Gu Jianhong and others were all shocked. They immediately stopped and turned around in unison.

The soldier rushed to Duan Tianyang and reported in a trembling voice: "Sir, the enemy...they killed Sir Zhang. Our army suffered heavy casualties and can't hold on any longer!"

"Which Lord Zhang?"

"Yes...it's Master Zhang Tao..."

Duan Tianyang's head buzzed when he heard this. He subconsciously grabbed the soldier's arm and asked, "What? Lord Zhang was killed by the enemy?"

The soldier nodded painfully, his voice choked with sobs: "Yes... yes, Lord Zhang has sacrificed his life for his country." As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

Duan Tianyang was shocked and couldn't believe that a man who was fine just now was killed by the enemy in the blink of an eye.

The soldier, with tears in his eyes, reminded anxiously: "Sir, the enemy is about to attack the top of the mountain, please make a decision quickly!"

Duan Tianyang pushed the soldier away and ran towards the west mountain. Gu Jianhong and others followed closely behind him, but Duan Tianyang shouted without turning back: "Brother Gu, you guys hold the top of the mountain, don't follow us!"

Gu Jianhong and others stopped, looked at each other, and ultimately did not follow.

Duan Tianyang rushed to the West Mountain like a gust of wind, only to see that there were less than three hundred of his own soldiers on the top of the mountain. Their faces were hideous and covered in blood, and it was difficult to tell whether they were enemies or friends.

Some were busy throwing rolling logs and stones, while others were shooting sharp arrows downwards. However, the enemy arrows below the mountain rained down like rain, and the Hongxing Army, which consisted of only more than 200 people, kept falling down from being shot by arrows.

Duan Tianyang quickly joined the battle formation. He swung his sword to cut off the flying arrows and asked anxiously, "What's going on here?"

Seeing Duan Tianyang return, the soldiers cried out as if they had seen a savior: "Brother Tian, ​​Lord Zhang has been shot to death by the enemy's arrows. Even his body was not preserved. His head was cut off by the enemy..."

Duan Tianyang's heart trembled, he clenched his fists, and asked quickly: "Since you can't resist, why don't you retreat?"

"Master Zhang is determined not to retreat. He said that Brother Tian entrusted the defense line to him, and he would never retreat on the battlefield."

When Duan Tianyang heard this, his heart ached and tears almost burst out. He closed his eyes in regret.

He left in a hurry and failed to give Zhang Tao clear instructions in time: "Defend if you can, retreat if you can't."

Because he didn't say this sentence, Zhang Tao died tragically and hundreds of soldiers died on the battlefield.

In fact, as the commander-in-chief, Duan Tianyang needs to coordinate the overall situation and it is impossible for him to take care of every detail.

Generals and officers on the battlefield need to have the ability to make independent judgments about the battle situation.

However, a considerable number of his subordinates were former rebels. They had neither received professional military training nor lacked military literacy, let alone the ability to make decisive decisions when the two armies confronted each other.

They often choose to hold on until death, and Zhang Tao's sacrifice is a tragic example.

The war was urgent, and Duan Tianyang had no time to regret, let alone mourn the death of Zhang Tao.

He wiped away the tears from his eyes and looked down the mountain, only to see that the enemy was only ten meters away from the top of the mountain.

He took a deep breath and said firmly: "Brothers who can still fight, join me in resisting the enemy!"

Then he bravely rushed down the hill and attacked the enemy.

Waving the black knife in his hand, he successfully deflected more than ten arrows and rushed towards the Jin army.

With a sweep of the sword, a crisp sound of armor-breaking was heard, and three shields broke. The faces of the three Jin soldiers behind them were scratched with bloody marks, and they retreated screaming.

Duan Tianyang shuttled through the enemy's formation, and the sounds of armor breaking and weapons breaking continued.

Under his leadership, hundreds of Hongxing Army soldiers bravely rushed down the mountain and forced the enemy back with their momentum.

Duan Tianyang led the soldiers and successfully forced the Jin army back to the second line of defense, and then led the troops to retreat to the top of the hill.

However, the Hongxing Army lost dozens of people in this battle, and in the end, less than fifty people followed Duan Tianyang back to the top of the mountain.

Despite successfully resisting this round of attacks by the Jin army, the war was still going on.

The Jin army mobilized another battalion as the main attack force and continued to launch a fierce attack on the hill.

Faced with such a situation, Duan Tianyang did not dare to attack rashly, but led his soldiers to defend the hilltop.

The rolling logs and stones stored on the West Mountain had been used up. A large number of Jin soldiers rushed to the top of the mountain and engaged in a fierce battle with the Hongxing Army led by Duan Tianyang.

At this time, Duan Tianyang no longer felt any fatigue. To be more precise, his body was almost numb.

Faced with the enemy troops pouring in like a tide, he could only mechanically swing the black sword in his hand to resist.

"The enemy is on the verge of collapse. Brothers, let's attack them in one go!" Deep in the Jin army's camp, a martial artist held a severed head and shouted to encourage the surrounding Jin soldiers.

Duan Tianyang looked over when he heard the voice. Although he didn't recognize the martial artist, he recognized the severed head in the other's hand at a glance. It was Zhang Tao's head...