Chapter 5308 Indestructible

Chapter 5308 Indestructible
The scimitar is exceptionally sharp, with its surface covered in dozens of layers of cloud-like patterns, forming a complex, magnificent, and dazzling design. Rainwater makes it slippery and can cut hair with a single blow. As a true wax warrior, Ishari relied on this scimitar to charge into battle for more than ten years, becoming invincible and unstoppable.

However, at this moment, the blade sliced ​​through the air and struck the heavy armor of the Tang army with a clang, making the palm numb, but it only left a scratch on the surface of the armor, which was quickly soaked and covered by the rain, leaving no trace.

The Tang soldiers who were being cleaved showed no fear. Facing Ishakri, they stepped forward, twisted their bodies, straightened their hips, raised their arms to gather strength, and swung their swords down without any fancy moves. The blade cut through the air with a sharp, short whistle and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Ishakli reacted swiftly, raising his scimitar to parry while simultaneously stepping back. With a crisp "clang," the two blades clashed, and Ishakli's entire arm was sore and numb from the impact that he almost dropped his scimitar. He narrowly avoided the blow and, upon looking back, discovered that the blade had been chipped, which horrified him.

His sword was said to have been forged from high-quality steel sourced from India by a master swordsmith in Damascus. It was said to be able to cut through iron like mud and was indestructible. Yet, it almost broke as the blades crossed, and in front of him was just an ordinary Tang soldier, who was only armed with standard Tang military equipment!
Still reeling from the shock, the Tang army soldier on the other side took another step forward, his sword sweeping from the lower left to the upper right in a swift, sweeping slash. Ishari dared not challenge the blade with his leather armor and had no choice but to retreat again!

The Tang soldiers were clearly targeting their commander. Although their attacks were repeatedly evaded, they pressed forward relentlessly, their swords flashing with murderous intent and ferocity. At the same time, with him as the arrowhead, the Tang soldiers on both sides quickly formed a huge "arrow formation" and continued their fierce attack!

Ishari also realized that something was wrong. This heavily armored Tang army was clearly not just trying to repel the Zhenla army, but wanted to kill him in the middle of the battle!
The battle raged on within the military camp, with soldiers from both sides clashing and fighting. How did this Tang army manage to find itself so precisely amidst such chaos?

He looked up and saw the sentry post that stood out abruptly in the distance, realizing that some of his actions were being monitored...

Seeing the situation was not good, his personal guards rushed up from both sides to protect him behind him, trying to stop the Tang army's heavy armor soldiers from charging. However, these heavily armored Tang soldiers were almost impervious to swords and spears, ignoring defense and attacking fiercely. They swung their swords and slashed, and the Zhenla soldiers screamed in agony. For a time, they could not withstand the attack!

The heavily armored soldiers not only plugged the gaps previously opened by the Shinra army, restoring their formation to its original integrity, but also surged forward through the gaps, relentlessly pursuing the Izali. From above, they resembled a giant spear piercing through the battle formation in the midst of chaos, cutting a bloody path unstoppable.

In just a moment, Ishakli's personal guards were almost all killed or wounded. He no longer cared about his demeanor or dignity, turned around and ran. He jumped off the wall and ran for dozens of feet before stopping to look back at the enemy situation and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps because wearing heavy armor inevitably slows their movement, and knowing they couldn't catch up with the Ishakri who were running wildly, the heavily armored infantrymen gave up the chase when they reached the wall, turned around and charged into the battle. Wherever they went, there were corpses and blood everywhere.

Ishari's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed a soldier next to him and shouted, "Go up and give the order! Everyone charge at the outpost! Capture and destroy it at all costs!"

With such a strategic location overlooking the entire battlefield, the Tang army could take in the situation within the camp and make targeted deployments, firmly maintaining the initiative on the battlefield, posing a significant threat to the Zhenla army.

"Yes!"

The soldier jumped down from the wall with him, thinking he had escaped the battlefield and saved his life, but now he was being told to turn around and climb back up the wall...

But he dared not delay for a moment. After receiving the order, he gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards the wall. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the Tang army on the outside had retreated inward, he struggled to climb the wall and conveyed Ishakli's order to all directions.

In an instant, the chaotic and disorganized Zhenla army finally had a clear strategic objective, and they all surged toward the sentry post like a tidal wave.

Li Jinxing, with a commanding view of the battle situation, remained calm and composed, making a simple gesture from his post.

Below the sentry post, hundreds of Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) soldiers and shield bearers immediately formed a battle formation. When the enemy rushed close, they used their shields to block, while the Mo Dao slashed through the gaps in the shields. The blades flashed like lightning, and blood splattered. Countless enemy soldiers crashed into the shields, their heads bleeding profusely, unable to cross the line.

Throughout history, in terms of military formations alone, none can rival the Chinese.

The "phalanx" that the Arabs relied on to rampage through the West was like a lamb to the slaughter in front of the Anxi army, let alone the mere Zhenla.
Li Jingren led his heavily armored infantry, charging and fighting through the enemy ranks, leaving behind a trail of severed limbs and flowing blood.

Izali also became determined, and even though the battle was going badly, he kept sending in his reserves, gritting his teeth and determined to fight the Tang army to the death.

The battle raged from dawn till afternoon, with both sides fighting relentlessly and fiercely. The military camp was littered with corpses and pools of blood. The soldiers were bloodthirsty, their fear, excitement, and agitation unleashing their full potential, oblivious to fatigue and hunger.

As evening approached, an army suddenly emerged from the dense forest at the foot of the eastern hillside, sweeping across the slope like a tidal wave.

Li Jinxing, looking down from his vantage point, clearly recognized that these were friendly reinforcements from Tuolupura City. However, Ishali was unaware of this and thought that reinforcements from the Kingdom of Linyi had finally arrived. He immediately led all the reserve troops to rush up the camp, making a desperate gamble and fighting to the death!

However, when he reached the military camp, he saw that the army that had suddenly emerged did not climb the walls and rush into the camp to attack the Tang army. Instead, they split into two, bypassed the camp, and gathered on the west side of the camp, where the Zhenla army had previously been stationed. After completely cutting off the Zhenla army's retreat, they turned around and attacked again.

Izali was first horrified, then his face turned ashen.

He never expected that the army that came was not from Lin-yi. Tuolupuluo City was the largest city in Lin-yi, with high walls, thick walls, and ample military equipment. Even if it was ultimately defeated, it should have been able to hold back the Tang army. Otherwise, why would he have led his troops to reinforce it?
But now that it is the Tang army that has appeared, it means that Tuolupura City is either completely surrounded by the Tang army and has no time to spare, or the city has already fallen and Linyi has been destroyed.

Izali prefers the latter...

Since Linyi has already fallen, what's the point of him fighting to the death here?

He acted decisively, taking advantage of the fact that the Tang army had not yet completely encircled them, and roared, "Everyone, follow me and fight your way out!"

He turned around and charged toward the wall behind him.

The Zhenla army also realized that things were going badly. Once they were surrounded, they would surely die. Seeing that Ishali had already turned back, they quickly abandoned the Tang army in front of them, turned around and rushed towards the wall with Ishali. Then they jumped down from the wall and attacked the Tang army that had suddenly appeared and circled around to the west of the camp to try to cut off their retreat.

At this moment, the clouds were thick, the rain was drizzling, and the sky had darkened. Yet, one could see the Tang army's array of Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) in formation, their blades flashing and their edges standing like walls, seemingly indestructible.

The Zhenla army, having lost its courage and broken its will, fled in panic, only wanting to break through the Tang army blocking its way to escape. As a result, they were immediately killed by the powerful Mo Dao formation, with blood splattering and limbs scattered everywhere.

Ishali had heard of the Mo Dao formation and dared not confront it head-on. Seeing that things were not going well, he turned directly to the dark and deep forest on the north side and fled into it.

Liu Renyuan personally led his troops to intercept the fleeing soldiers of Zhenla. Seeing that they had fled into the dense forests of the mountains, he did not pursue them. It was already late and visibility in the forest was poor. Moreover, it was raining and extremely difficult to travel. The few fleeing soldiers scattered into the forest would be as difficult as climbing to heaven if he tried to capture them one by one. So he simply ignored them.

By the time he led his troops to the foot of the military camp, the battle was nearing its end.

The two sides, who were evenly matched and locked in a stalemate within the military camp, were decided the moment the Tang army reinforcements arrived. The Zhenla army lost its courage and had no will to fight. In an instant, it was completely suppressed by the Tang army, which was full of fighting spirit. The outcome was inevitable.

The sky grew darker and darker, and the rain intensified until it poured down.

Liu Renyuan rode his horse through the open gate into the village. Wherever his horse's hooves trod, corpses lay strewn about. The blood, washed away by the rain, appeared black due to the light, a testament to the ferocity of the battle.

The reinforcements from the Zhenla army were expected, but their ferocious fighting power was unexpected.

I thought that only the elephant corps guarding the capital of Zhenla was capable of fighting, but I didn't expect that this randomly dispatched reinforcement would also have such fighting power...

"General!"

Li Jinxing and Li Jingren stepped forward and saluted.

The latter had just removed his heavy armor; his face was pale and his body was soaked.

Liu Renyuan dismounted and took two steps forward to help the two men up. He first patted Li Jinxing's shoulder heavily and praised him: "Well done! This time, capturing Wuwenling and holding it back against the enemy is a great achievement and you deserve great credit!"

"I dare not accept the general's praise; I am truly a fellow soldier who would risk his life for his comrades!"

Liu Renyuan examined Li Jingren's face closely and asked with concern, "You look rather pale. Are you injured?"

Li Jingren was a little embarrassed: "Thank you for your concern, General! I'm not injured, it's just that the armor is too heavy and I've killed too many enemies, so I'm a little exhausted."

It wasn't that he was too weak. After several hours of intense fighting, the entire army was exhausted and utterly drained. In the final stage, they were only holding on by sheer willpower.

Liu Renyuan patted him on the shoulder and praised him, "Well done! Leading from the front, killing enemy generals, you have lived up to the prestige of the Prince of Jiangxia!"

Li Jingren's eyes reddened with emotion.

He knew that this sentence would be written into the battle report. Once it was presented to the emperor, so that His Majesty would know that the son of Prince Li Daozong of Jiangxia had lived up to the prestige of his father and grandfather, fought bravely on the battlefield for the empire, and made military achievements, then the restoration of the Jiangxia Prince's Mansion might be just around the corner!

What could be more glorious than regaining the title your father lost due to his mistakes?