btmnovel Chapter 2518 Dongyi’s final battle, Abao’s death
Chapter 2518 Dongyi’s final battle, Abao’s death
Chapter 2518 Dongyi’s final battle, Abao’s death
"General Wen Zhong has arrived just in time. It seems that this credit can only be shared by the two of us!" Xing Tian, who had just arrived, saw that Wen Zhong had also led his troops there, and immediately went to greet him.
Although he had already reached the imperial city, he did not launch a rash attack. In fact, if Wen Zhong had not arrived just a moment later, Xing Tian would have wanted to retreat for a while.
At this time, Yelü Abaoji was leading the last 10,000 troops to guard the imperial city. These 10,000 troops were either the remaining Golden Wolf Guards or a part of the Pishi Army.
And how many people were following him?
Xing Tian was reckless, but not stupid.
If he tries to deal with Yelü Abaoji with only a small force before the main force arrives, then who knows who will ultimately defeat whom?
Fortunately, just as he was considering temporarily avoiding the limelight, Wen Zhong arrived with the main force, which was a timely help.
"General Xingtian is right!"
"However, I will not give Yelü Abaoji's head to General Xingtian!" Wen Zhong said with a laugh, looking at the last part of the Dongyi troops who were standing in battle formation across the street.
From this day forward, there will be no more Dongyi in the world.
As the ones who brought down the Dongyi, one of the Four Barbarians, from the historical stage, they will surely become a significant part of the history books of future generations.
The thought of being remembered in history books for all time naturally brought a smile to Wen Zhong's face.
In life, everyone has desires; no one can claim to be completely without desires.
However, some people seek wealth, sex, and power, some seek peace and tranquility, and others simply seek fame.
"Oh! I, Xing Tian, will not give this head to the old general either!" Xing Tian replied with a smile.
Yelü Abaoji's head is worth at least a marquisate, and it's the same as a commoner being promoted directly to a marquisate. If it were someone like them, whose rank wasn't low to begin with, with this head, even if they couldn't directly become a duke, they wouldn't be far off.
No one would give up this head. If they did, their descendants would talk about it for the rest of their lives. So whoever gets it will be considered the one with the skill.
“What the two generals say is true, and so do I, Gao Shun.” Standing beside Xing Tian, Gao Shun looked at Yelü Abaoji with a hint of eagerness in his eyes.
Although Gao Shun was definitely a representative of composure among the many generals, even he could not escape the common fate when facing Yelü Abaoji.
After taking this head, money, power, sex, fame—you could practically have it all.
"Kill!" After exchanging a smile, the three men gave the order, and Wen Zhong led his troops in a general offensive.
Wen Zhong's military order was like a clarion call to ignite the final flames of war. The elite Han army, which had been poised for battle, erupted like a long-suppressed volcano.
Forming a disciplined and deadly array, marching to the solemn beat of drums, swords and spears raised, they launched a final, unstoppable charge towards the imperial palace that symbolized the last vestige of dignity for the Eastern Yi!
Xing Tian laughed and followed Wen Zhong's soldiers, striding directly into the battlefield.
Just as Wen Zhong ordered the attack, Yelü Abaoji, clad in armor, began his final pre-battle mobilization after noticing the arrival of a large force of the Han army.
"My lords of the Eastern Barbarians, I, Yelü Abaoji, am incompetent, incapable of governing the country, and helpless in defending against enemies, causing our ancestral foundation and our nation to fall into this desperate state! I am a sinner of the Eastern Barbarians!"
"However, the fault lies with me, the blame lies with me alone! But the Eastern Yi have stood for a hundred years, relying on the advantages of archery and horsemanship, and on the spirit of courage and blood, dominating the northeastern region. When have we ever truly knelt down?" Yelü Abaoji's gaze slowly swept over every Eastern Yi soldier present, and he continued resolutely, "Today, the city has fallen and the country is destroyed, the tide has turned! Abaoji has nothing else to leave you, only a heart still burning with passion, which I wish to shed before these jade steps, beneath the palace gates!"
"Let the world see, and let future generations remember, that we, the Eastern Barbarians, may be defeated, may perish, but our backbone will never be bent! Our integrity will never be lost!"
"My head may be severed! My blood may flow! The spirit of the Eastern Barbarians shall never perish!" Yelü Abaoji roared with all his might.
"Ding! Yelü Abaoji's second Liaozu effect has been activated. When commanding troops in battle, his leadership increases by 2. When conquering foreign tribes, his own leadership increases by an additional 1."
Yelü Abaoji's command level has increased by 3, and his current command level has risen to...
"Our heads may be severed! Our blood may flow! But the spirit of the Eastern Barbarians will never perish!!"
The royal family, officials, guards in front of the palace, as well as many of the remaining Dongyi soldiers in the square, all let out a deafening yet tragic cry!
"Kill! Protect His Majesty! Fight to the death with these Han traitors!"
This last force left behind by Yelü Abaoji, like moths drawn to a flame, charged back against the iron torrent of the Han army with bloodshot eyes.
Since Yelü Abaoji left this army at the end, its basic qualities are naturally beyond question.
Whether it's the remaining Golden Wolf Guards or the Pi Shi Army, they are both powerful forces among the Eastern Yi.
Even the Golden Wolf Guard, a standard cavalry unit, had to dismount and fight on foot due to the terrain, yet they still demonstrated the fighting prowess expected of an elite force.
Although Wen Zhong and Xing Tian personally led the charge, the Han army still paid a bloody price for every step forward.
Xing Tian laughed wildly, each swing of his giant axe taking away several lives. Wen Zhong also wielded his double whips, each strike causing a Golden Wolf Guard soldier to fall.
However, for every one of them who fell, countless Dongyi soldiers continued to take their place.
"Wen Zhong, you old dog, prepare to die!"
In the midst of the fierce battle, accompanied by a roar, Wen Zhong immediately felt a cold wind coming from his flank, and he parried it with his double whips.
"So it was you!" In the instant the whip and blade clashed, Wen Zhong clearly saw the newcomer and then sneered.
He still had some impression of this person, but he remembered that this person seemed to be a military officer of the Dongyi navy. He didn't expect that he would still be alive.
"You stubborn bastard!"
"However, that's enough for today." Wen Zhong shouted angrily, while his double whips continued to strike repeatedly.
If he remembered correctly, this man had been captured alive by the Han Dynasty and later by the Japanese Empire, but was later exchanged back during prisoner exchanges.
Even recently, when Gao Xianzhi ambushed Jinghai's navy, he actually managed to escape.
Therefore, Wen Zhong had to admire this person's tenacity.