allonlinenovel Chapter 164 The Agreed Signal
Chapter 164 The Agreed Signal
He felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his eyes welled up with tears. He then opened his eyes, his gaze burning with an indomitable fighting spirit.
He secretly vowed in his heart: "If I want to protect Hesha City, I, Zhao Lingfeng, will never back down, even if I am shattered to pieces!"
Zhao Lingfeng waved his hand, ordering the elite troops behind him to assemble. In the solemn atmosphere, the soldiers' eyes were firm as they quietly awaited instructions.
Zhao Lingfeng held a long sword, his gaze cold and sharp.
He roared at the soldiers behind him, "This is our last battle to protect our homeland!"
Today, follow me in the charge! Let us fight to the last drop of blood and keep the enemy outside the city!
The soldiers responded loudly, their fighting spirit burning like a raging fire.
They lined up neatly, following closely behind Zhao Lingfeng, and as his roar echoed through the night sky, they suddenly launched their charge.
Zhao Lingfeng took the lead, his blade flashing coldly, like a charging tiger, leading his troops straight towards the enemy's central line, attempting to tear a gap in the enemy's defenses from the front.
Zhao Lingfeng led his troops at high speed into the enemy ranks, his blade slicing a bloody path through the enemy ranks.
His longsword flashed out like lightning, slaying several enemy soldiers in succession without pausing, his movements as fluid as flowing water.
Caught off guard, the enemy forces were thrown into disarray by Zhao Lingfeng's fierce attack.
Zhao Lingfeng moved swiftly and coldly through the enemy ranks, each strike precise and deadly, with enemy soldiers falling one after another.
As he shouted, he directed the soldiers around him to launch a surprise attack on the enemy archers and commanders, cutting off their command chain.
Several soldiers from Hersha City swiftly stormed into the enemy's rear, routed their communications team, cut down their flags, and set fire to their camps.
In an instant, the enemy's formation was thrown into chaos, the soldiers lost their command and scattered in panic, and the formation completely collapsed.
Zhao Lingfeng witnessed the enemy's formation being broken. Although he felt a little relieved, he knew that the enemy had a large number of troops and that a moment of chaos was not enough to turn the tide of the battle.
He raised his longsword high and roared, "Warriors of Hersha City, today we will defend our city to the death! Let the enemy know that we will never surrender!"
His voice ignited the soldiers' fighting spirit, and everyone gritted their teeth and charged at the enemy with all their might.
Zhao Lingfeng rushed into the enemy's core area and confronted an enemy general head-on.
As the enemy general swung his sword, Zhao Lingfeng swiftly dodged to the side, then stabbed the general in the chest with a backhand strike. The blade pierced through the armor, and blood splattered everywhere.
When the enemy general fell to the ground, he did not hesitate and continued to command his troops to advance towards the center of the enemy lines, intending to tear the enemy apart completely.
Every step is a battle with death.
Zhao Lingfeng's armor was stained with blood, his strength was gradually being exhausted, and his movements were becoming increasingly heavy, but he always stood at the forefront, constantly encouraging the soldiers around him.
His eyes gleamed with unwavering determination, each strike imbued with the conviction to protect his homeland; even when surrounded, he showed no sign of retreat.
As the battle intensified, Zhao Lingfeng's elite troops were gradually surrounded by the enemy, and their numbers dwindled.
However, even so, the soldiers of Hersha City remained tenacious and fought fiercely with the enemy.
Zhao Lingfeng led the remaining soldiers to form a small defensive circle, fighting desperately to protect each other.
He roared, his voice hoarse but filled with unwavering resolve: "As long as Hesha City stands, our warriors will not retreat! For the city, for our homeland, we will fight!"
Even as his last bit of strength was about to be exhausted, he still insisted on wielding his long sword, slashing down every enemy who approached.
Blood stained the sand, and his vision gradually blurred, but he still stood firm.
His last remaining belief sustained him: he had to fight for Hersha City, even to his last breath.
Night fell over the east gate of Hesha City, which was covered with the accumulated marks of battle.
The city walls were riddled with cracks from arrow wounds, and appeared to be crumbling under the firelight.
Agul led the Black Rock Alliance's elite troops, silently lying in ambush outside the city gates, his gaze cold and piercing.
Like a ferocious beast lurking in the shadows, waiting for the chance to crush Hesha City in one fell swoop.
At Agul's command, the elite warriors of the Blackrock Alliance quickly assembled, wielding battering rams, and launched a fierce attack on the east gate.
The massive battering ram, controlled by four burly men, was raised high and slammed down on the city gate with a deafening roar.
The wooden door cracked with a "crack," the entire city gate trembled slightly, and dust fell in a flurry.
The defenders of Hesha stood inside the city gate, their expressions tense, gripping their weapons tightly, ready to repel the enemy's attack.
The battering ram pounded down again and again, the dull thuds like the whisper of death, and the wooden planks of the city gate gradually cracked, revealing hideous fissures.
Agur sneered and pointed ahead, signaling his soldiers to speed up their attack.
At the same time, his trusted general, Bakhun, stood in front, shield in hand, wielding a heavy long axe, leading a squad of elite infantry to charge into the city.
"Push harder! Smash the city gate!" Bakhun roared, his voice like thunder, inspiring the soldiers to exert all their strength.
Finally, with a loud bang, the wooden planks of the east gate collapsed under the enormous impact, and enemy soldiers poured in like a tidal wave.
The defenses of Hersha City collapsed completely in that instant.
The moment the east gate was breached, the defending general Xu Zhen raised his spear and commanded the remaining soldiers to fight to the death.
He knew that once the city gates fell, Hesha City would be doomed, and endless grief and indignation welled up in his heart.
He raised his spear and roared, "Warriors of Hersha City, follow me to defend the city! At all costs!"
Upon hearing this, the soldiers' morale soared, and they stood firmly by Xu Zhen's side, ready to fight the enemy to the death.
Just then, Agur's trusted general, Bakun, rushed into the city, pressing in like an iron tower.
He wielded a heavy axe, his eyes were as fierce as a wild beast's, and his steps were firm and powerful.
The surrounding Hesha soldiers were instantly cleaved and felled by his axe blade upon the slightest contact.
Bakun locked onto Xu Zhen, roared, and charged at him with his long axe.
Bakun's axe blade whistled through the air as it hurtled toward Xu Zhen's head.
Xu Zhen's eyes were like an eagle's. He quickly dodged to the side, and his spear thrust out like a venomous snake, aiming straight for Ba Kun's chest.
Bakhun parried in time, and the axe handle collided violently with the spear shaft, sparks flying everywhere.
The two instantly engaged in fierce combat, their swords and spears clashing with overwhelming force. The surrounding soldiers dared not even approach, fearing they would be drawn into this life-or-death duel.
Bakhun's strength was terrifying, like that of a ferocious beast. Each strike carried immense force, cleaving down heavily. The axe blade struck the ground, sending sand and gravel flying and cracking the floor tiles.
Xu Zhen moved with light, agile steps, staying outside of Bakun's attack range, searching for his weaknesses.
Bakun grew increasingly ferocious, swinging his axe and roaring as he struck repeatedly, seemingly intent on crushing Xu Zhen into mud.
Xu Zhen's spear was as agile as a snake, each strike sharp and swift, the tip gleaming coldly as it relentlessly pierced Ba Kun's vitals, as if he were wrestling with a ferocious beast.
Driven to rage by Xu Zhen's speed, Ba Kun roared repeatedly, his anger barely contained.
He suddenly shouted and swung his long axe horizontally, the blade almost grazing Xu Zhen's chest, nearly causing Xu Zhen to lose his balance.
Seeing Xu Zhen hesitate for a moment, Ba Kun seized the opportunity, leaped up, raised his long axe high with both hands, and roared as he chopped down at Xu Zhen.
This strike gathered all his strength, carrying an overwhelming force, and slashed straight at Xu Zhen's shoulder.
Xu Zhen's eyes were sharp and he remained calm. He gripped the spear shaft tightly with both hands and suddenly raised the spear horizontally just as the axe blade was about to strike.
They managed to block Bakhun's fatal blow.
The axe blade struck the gun shaft with a piercing clang, sending sparks flying.
Xu Zhen felt his arms go numb from the shock, but he gritted his teeth and refused to take a single step back.
Seeing this, Bakun roared and pressed down hard, trying to break Xu Zhen's defense.
Xu Zhen calmly observed Ba Kun's posture as he exerted force, and suddenly realized that his center of gravity had shifted, revealing a fatal flaw.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly released the gun barrel, dodging to the side, causing Bakhun to lose his balance unexpectedly.
In that instant, Xu Zhen swiftly thrust his spear forward, the spear piercing through Bakun's chest like lightning.
The spear tip pierced through Bakhun's armor and penetrated deep into his heart, causing blood to gush out and stain the spear red.
Bakhun looked down at the spear piercing his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief, his lips trembling slightly, as if he couldn't believe he would die here.
His eyes widened, a mixture of anger and despair swirling within them, and the long axe in his hand fell limply to the ground with a dull thud.
He struggled to say something, but in the end he only let out a weak growl before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.
Xu Zhen stood panting beside Bakun's corpse, his spear hanging to the ground, his body covered in sweat and the blood of the enemy.
He raised his head and looked around. The soldiers of the Black Rock Alliance were shocked and angry when they saw their general fall.
The soldiers of Hersha City, seeing this, were greatly encouraged and erupted in deafening cheers.
It was as if they were proclaiming their tenacity and indomitable spirit.
However, this was only a temporary victory.
The soldiers of the Black Rock Alliance surged forward quickly. Xu Zhen wiped the sweat from his forehead, gripped his spear tightly, and prepared to fight again.
He knew he carried the fate of the entire city of Hesha on his shoulders, and even if it meant death, he would fight to the very last moment.
Xu Zhen stood beside Ba Kun's corpse, his eyes gleaming with an indomitable light.
However, soldiers from the Black Rock Alliance continued to pour into the city, and the soldiers of Hesha City were surrounded and gradually lost their ability to resist.
Xu Zhen's face showed grief and resentment. He shouted orders to the soldiers around him: "Defend the East Gate at all costs!"
However, the enemy forces were numerous, and the defenders of Hesha were forced to retreat under constant attacks.
Ultimately, the east gate fell completely, and enemy troops flooded into the city like a flood.
Xu Zhen's figure disappeared amidst the enemy's flashing swords, and the defenses of Hesha City completely collapsed.
Night fell over the city of Hersha, firelight and smoke filled the streets, and the sounds of clamor and shouts were deafening.
Zhao Lingfeng, covered in blood, walked resolutely through the streets and alleys.
The surrounding area was filled with the wreckage of battle and empty houses due to the retreat.
His gaze swept around frequently, and he prayed silently that he could reunite with Gu Jinyan as soon as possible to organize the final defense.
After passing through several narrow alleyways, Zhao Lingfeng finally saw Gu Jinyan in a square surrounded by ruins.
She was covered in dust and looked tired, but her eyes remained resolute.
The two exchanged a glance, seemingly without needing to say a word, understanding that this was their final battle.
They nodded to each other, their eyes filled with encouragement and unwavering faith.
Zhao Lingfeng stepped forward and said softly, "Jinyan, in today's battle, we will fight to the death and not let the enemy set foot in the city."
Gu Jinyan nodded and replied firmly, "Even if only one soldier remains, we will protect the last piece of land in Hesha City."
They immediately set about gathering the surrounding civilians and the remaining garrison troops to organize a series of defensive lines within the city.
Zhao Lingfeng directed the people: "All able-bodied men, come with me to move stones and planks to build simple barricades!"
The elderly, women, children, and others should quickly evacuate into houses, use tables and chairs to block doors and windows, and remain silent.
Although the people were terrified, under the firm command of Zhao Lingfeng and Gu Jinyan, they began to take action, and temporary barriers appeared on the streets.