Accompanied by the shouts of rushing to the battlefield, the Yu State soldiers felt arrows whistling past their ears, swords and spears clashing, screams rising all around, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Arrows like a torrential rain pierced through battle armor and uniforms, splattering blood in the air as soldiers' heads rolled to the ground.

The entire wilderness was filled with a dense mass of soldiers, surging forward like a tide, accompanied by hoarse shouts.

Both sides' soldiers constantly swung their blood-stained weapons, large numbers of soldiers fell dead in pools of flowing blood, the sounds of fighting and the clash of metal resounding in the sky and earth.

Chen Mo's troops gained the initiative, descending like divine soldiers, morale high, while the Yu State army, having marched long from Zhuima City, was exhausted, and now ambushed, their morale plunged.

Their depletion was our gain.

Chen Mo's troops held the upper hand.

"These defectors are doing their best," on the hilltop, Xia Zhining watched the scene with surprise on her face.

The few waves of attacks ahead should be the enemy's elite; as long as we withstand these opening waves of assault, the enemy's vigor will be almost spent.

Moreover, those engaging the enemy at the front are defectors, and our main force has not been heavily consumed; if this battle is won, it would be a great victory.

"Keep an eye on the central army, it's about time for us to take action, we can't let Liang Song escape, I want to capture him alive." Capturing a prefect of the state alive, especially one from the direct lineage of the previous generation of the Liang Family, the influence and prestige that would bring, it's unimaginable, more impactful than killing him.

...

Liang Song looked grimly at the disheveled forward troops with only a little over a hundred men retreating, his heart sinking to the bottom, the worst outcome had happened.

But in this situation, retreat is not an option; if they retreat now, it's a true defeat, especially with the rear already fallen into the hands of the rebel army, a defeat means no chance of recovery.

"Shi Meng," Liang Song immediately ordered.

"Here I am,"

"Have the central army hold the line, break through from the front," Liang Song's expression turned frenzied, drawing the sword from his waist, ready to join the battle personally.

"Understood."

As Shi Meng was about to lead the personal guard battalion, ordering the central army to take position, shouts rang out from the surrounding hills.

"Longmen County has fallen into our hands!"

"Longmen County has fallen into our hands!"

"Longmen County has fallen into our hands."

The multitude of shouts blended into one, like a thunderous boom, reaching the ears of the Yu State army.

Already dejected, the Yu State army panicked upon hearing these words.

Their families were all in Longmen County, now that Longmen County had fallen into the hands of the rebel army, didn't it mean that their families' lives were in the enemy's hands?

As for the truth of these words...

The rebel army was already prepared to ambush at Wei Yang Slope, they had all the time to seize Longmen County, coupled with the lord's move to reinforce Longmen County, everyone immediately realized something.

They were not clever, but they were not fools either.

They joined the army, fought so hard, wasn't it all for their families?

Now that their families were in the hands of the enemy, they couldn't hold their swords steadily.

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

Shouts rang out again from the surrounding hills.

"The rebel army is deceiving you, don't be fooled, follow me to kill...ugh..."

"Whish..."

Before Shi Meng could finish his words, an arrow sliced through the air with a sharp whistle, Liang Song reacted immediately, moving innate spiritual qi to rescue, but was unsuccessful.

The violently shot arrow first pierced through Liang Song's innate spiritual qi, then through Shi Meng's protective innate spiritual qi, pinning straight into Shi Meng's forehead, he fell to the ground, breathless in an instant.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

Chen Mo's soldiers saw this scene, cheering loudly, their already high morale soaring even higher, their weapons swinging more fiercely against the enemy.

"Splat..."

Fear enveloped their hearts, looking at Shi Meng lying in a pool of blood, the Yu State army completely lost the will to fight, a few threw down their weapons to surrender, while most began to flee in retreat.

"Kill..."

Chen Mo charged at the forefront, Tang Blade in hand, his snow-white warhorse neighed as it leapt down from the hilltop, with Xia Zhining and over five hundred personal guard team members close behind, all eagerly charging onto the battlefield.

"Surrender and you won't be killed!"

Chen Mo shouted angrily, driving his horse straight towards the central army of the enemy.

...

"Do not retreat, turn back, those who retreat, behead!"

Liang Song led the personal guard battalion, hacking at the retreating soldiers, the ground full of retreating corpses killed.

However, the entire army's morale had completely dissipated, they were in a full rout, Liang Song's actions were futile to reverse the situation of defeat.

The front was completely defenseless, Chen Mo's troops closed in to encircle them.

"The rebel army hasn't charged forward yet, please, sir, you should leave first." The Deputy Commander of the Personal Guard Battalion stepped forward and said. The rest of the personal soldiers also echoed, as they were Liang Song's most trusted subordinates. To them, everyone's life, even the outcome of the battle, was not as important as Liang Song's life.

"I cannot leave. If the central army's flag falls, the Yu State Army will completely collapse. How will I face His Majesty?"

Liang Song mounted his battle horse, raised his sword, looked around at the soldiers, and roared towards the sky: "Loyalty to the country, this is the day, follow me to kill the enemy!!!"

"Kill!"

Liang Song led the Personal Guard Battalion to charge at the rebels, but apart from them, not many from the Yu State Army followed.

"Capture Liang Song alive!" Chen Mo shouted loudly. With the spread among the Personal Guard Team, the whole army shouted: "Capture Liang Song alive!"

...

"Die!"

Liang Song swung his long sword, releasing a long sword qi which killed several rebel soldiers coming to seize him.

"You want to capture me, let's see how many of you it will cost." Liang Song laughed wildly.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Countless crossbow arrows shot rapidly because Chen Mo's order was to capture alive, so all the arrows aimed at the horse beneath Liang Song.

Arrows surged from all directions, but under the protection of innate spiritual qi, these arrows couldn't get close to Liang Song and his horse.

At this moment.

Neigh—

The horse under Liang Song neighed in pain, galloped a few more steps forward, then completely collapsed to the ground. There was a feathered arrow in its neck.

Liang Song's eyes widened in anger. He noticed this arrow, so at the last moment, he leaped from his horse, now only about ten meters away from Chen Mo.

Just as he landed, a dark figure flew in—it was Chen Mo kicking from his Snow Dragon Steed. He kicked Liang Song in the chest, completely dissipating the protective innate spiritual qi, and Liang Song was sent flying several meters before crashing heavily to the ground, vomiting blood furiously.

Struggling to get up, countless long spears pressed in upon him, stopping around his perimeter.

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

Looking at the somewhat familiar figure stepping towards him, Liang Song's face changed dramatically, because that person was Chen Mo. From what he knew, this person was only a Sixth-Grade Martial Artist and shouldn't be able to break through his innate spiritual qi, yet the facts were right in front of him, which made him somewhat incredulous.

"Sir..."

Liang Song's personal soldiers, seeing this scene, hurriedly flocked to his side but only met with the slashes of Chen Mo's underlings.

"Don't move, don't move..."

Currently, only Liang Song's Personal Guard Battalion remained in resistance, vastly outnumbered and surrounded by Chen Mo's troops.

"Lord Liang, we meet again. The wheel of fortune has turned indeed."

Chen Mo approached Liang Song with a smile and said.

"You're not a Sixth Grade?" Although it was hard to accept, the truth was right before him, forcing Liang Song to accept it. He pushed aside the spear in front of him, sat himself up, and spat out some blood, saying.

"I never claimed to be." Chen Mo ambiguously smiled.

"Hahaha... *cough cough*..."

Liang Song laughed loudly, but as he laughed, he began coughing, a slight tone of regret evident in his voice: "I should have known, one who could consecutively kill General Guan and General Xu, how could they be a Sixth Grade..."

He closed his eyes as the anguished cries echoed in his ears: the wails of the Yu State Army.

"Tell your men to surrender; you've lost." Chen Mo stated.

Liang Song knew he was defeated but ignored Chen Mo. Instead, he looked up at the darkening sky, lamenting: "Think of me, Liang Song, who studied military books from a young age, taught by famous generals, reached Fourth Grade in my thirties, what a glory that was, but now defeated at the hands of a lowly thief..."

It wasn't hard for him to investigate Chen Mo's background.

As he spoke, his gaze suddenly fixed on Chen Mo: "A true talent, why resort to being a thief?"

This phrase was not limited to women.

"I am the Fifth-Grade General of Xuanwei appointed by His Majesty, whereas you, Liang Song, colluded with Prince Huai, opposing the Court and His Majesty. Who is the real thief here? Moreover, do you think all rebels are enjoying a full stomach like yourselves?" Chen Mo retorted.

"Pah." Liang Song spat but the spit was blocked by Chen Mo's innate spiritual qi. He continued:

"Xu Guozhong is the biggest traitor, ruling arbitrarily, bringing suffering to the people, and harming the populace. He even dreams of holding the reins of power alongside His Majesty. If not for the Emperor writing a blood letter and my brother taking it out of the Capital, everyone would have been deceived by him.

Now, he's even colluding with your Celestial Master Thieves; his heart deserves to be punished."

Knowing his fate, Liang Song grew unafraid, glaring at Chen Mo.

Meanwhile, his entire Personal Guard Battalion had been captured and beaten by Chen Mo's soldiers, the ground littered with corpses and moaning wounded soldiers.

Chen Mo didn't argue with Liang Song; what Xu Guozhong was like was no concern of his, only his interests mattered. He said: "Surrender to me, and you may live."

"Hahaha, the Liang Family has served five generations with honor, and as a son of the Liang Family, I, Liang Song, will never surrender to you thieves, kill or burn as you wish, why waste words?" Liang Song sneered upon hearing that.

"I won't kill you. As the legitimate son of the Liang Family, you're more useful alive than dead."

Chen Mo's gaze remained calm as he said: "I hear your daughter is to marry the Crown Prince of King Chong?"

Liang Song was stunned and then angrily asked: "What do you intend to do?"

"Change the marriage contract. We Chen Family have few descendants. I see her as a good match, to foster heirs for the Chen Family."

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