Chapter 562
On Jing Ge's spear was Qin Heng's bloody and dripping body . Jing Ge's chest was flooded with the joy of revenge . He gave a shout while surrounded by tens of thousands of soldiers . He had finally avenged his family . After hiding in the darkness for so many years, he had finally avenged them .
Outside Jiaozhou, he had, for the first time, told Fan Xian about his past . Half a year later, Fan Xian had gently promised that he would give him a chance for revenge . Jing Ge didn't know what power Sir Fan junior had to help him achieve his desire, but his wish had finally become reality .
Boundless joy and murderous intent made Jing Ge laugh . The wretched wound between his ears split open like a clown's mouth . It opened larger than usual and looked unusually horrifying . It was also unusually mournful as tears slid down his face like rain .
The people who saw this sight felt a chill rise from the depths of their hearts . On the horse, the old Qin Master's heart felt like it was being torn apart . His eyes darkened, but he valiantly sat up straight on his horse . He didn't let anyone discover that he was close to being unable to endure the mental anguish .
The old Qin Master's face was pale . is white hair flew wildly . Looking at his only son stabbed by the spear of that strange Black Knight, he didn't say a single word .
At this time, a second event slowly changed the picture below the Palace walls like a hidden current . It was as if a master painter had recklessly scattered tens of thousands of red spots on an ink painting of mountains and autumn scenes . Immediately, countless wildflowers sprouted up in the mountains . The somber scene suddenly became a beautiful and bountiful harvest .
The main gate had been crashed open by the rebel army's heavy carriages . The rebel soldiers were cheering loudly as they charged in . However, a large knife dropped down from the gate . It brought with it an icy light and a streak of blood . A number of heads fell to the ground .
The large knife moved again . In the icy light, the Great Prince rode out in full armor with an unstoppable aura like a god . Bounding out of the gate, he cut open a blood path .
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The rebel soldiers in the vanguard had their limbs broken and heads sliced off . The Great Prince gave a great roar and, with the long knife in his hand, he led the 200 imperial soldiers behind him out in a sudden attack . Unexpected by everyone, the moment the gates were broken through, they stole the initiative and charged out to attack first . Thus began the true first attack by the people in the Royal Palace .
The thunder of hooves rang out . Although only a small path was cleared from the rocks and mud inside the Palace, it did not obstruct the speed of the Great Prince's counterattack . The 200 soldiers rode out quickly, relying on the speed of their attack and first-rate riding skills . They were like a knife through tofu, opening up a large gap in the rebel army's vanguard . No one could stand in the direction of the icy light . Those who dared all became bodies on the ground and dismembered limbs .
In just a moment, the imperial soldiers had charged forward almost 60 meters from the wide open gates . Like a stream of mercury, they could not be stopped .
The rebel soldiers increased their speed as they charged toward the broken gate . Dense, like a flock of locusts, they made one shiver in fear .
Although the 200 imperial soldiers were powerful, in front of such a powerful rebel army, they looked as slender as a silver thread .
The Great Prince was not afraid . Since he had put his trust in Fan Xian, he gave no thought to his life and death . He charged quickly and flipped his wrist . The large knife drew an arc through the air and chopped straight down to his right and forward . With a crisp crack, the short spear in a rebel officers hand split open .
The large knife chopped into the officer's shoulder . The Great Prince furrowed his brows with a muffled huff . Generating strength from his core, he dragged his arm . With a thud, the blade of the knife broke through the body and exited, immediately slicing the officer's body into two .
The Great Prince bent his body forward and dodged a sharp spear that passed by his face . The large knife in his hand dragged behind him and spun around his waist . Using the powerful strength of his arms, he hacked in a slant . The large knife whistled desolately through the air and forcefully sent the head of the rebel soldier to his left flying away .
With a gentle slapping sound, countless drops of blood splattered onto the Great Prince's silver armor . The long knife in his hand was stained with thick blood . Following the imperial soldiers desperate surprise attack, there was a line of blood that looked unusually startling and beautiful .
The helmet pressed down on the Great Prince's sword-like brows as a wildfire burned in his eyes . Brave and unstoppable, he led his troops forward, charging toward the rebel camp in the distance . Along the way, no one knew how many obstacles and killings there would be . Perhaps he would never arrive in front of Li Chengqian, but he still had to charge .
He was the Commander of Qing Kingdom's Western Expedition Army . The only person among the royal family who had battlefield experience . Even though he didn't understand Fan Xian's intentions, since he had accepted this order, he would see it through to the end .
He was not a martial ace, but he was a brave general in an army . The attack and defense in the Jingdou battle did not demonstrate his skill in command on the wild battlegrounds . The Great Prince had never feared charging forward and breaking through enemy lines . The cavalry battles on the battlefield were completely different to a duel between aces . Courage was the most important thing . His he courage was without question . The heart he had already pledged was raised with a peak condition .
As the mixed child of Dongyi and the Southern Kingdom, in some ways he was not liked by the Emperor . However, he had great depths of emotion for this land .
A silent arrow flew toward him . He swatted it aside with the tip of his sword, but it forced his body to pause . A few wounds opened up on his body from the countless spears rebel soldiers stabbed in his direction from below his horse . Fortunately, the horse was moving quickly, so he didn't fall into a trap . Instead, he slaughtered open a path and continued charging toward the rebel camp .
They were still very far away, but these 200 imperial soldiers gave one the feeling that they would arrive in front of the Crown Prince in the next instant .
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Fan Xian stood on the black coffins and nervously watched everything that happened below . When the Great Prince charged out of the gates and into his field of vision, he immediately gave the order .
"Clear the road for His Highness!"
There were not many imperial soldiers or Overwatch Council officials left on the walls . Most of them were doing their best to defend against the rebel soldiers attempting to scale the walls with ladders . Relying on two hours of preparation early in the morning, there had yet to be one rebel soldier that managed to climb over the wall .
However, they had long been given military orders . Although they were secretly afraid in their hearts, they followed Fan Xian's orders without hesitation . Leaving the area of the walls they were guarding, they quickly gathered in the middle to fire the few arrows left in their hands without any reluctance .
The arrows gathered together and fell like rain . They all landed on the path ahead of the Great Prince and group of imperial soldiers and on the head of rebel soldiers . They immediately did a great deal of damage . It also slightly reduced the obstacles in the path of the Great Prince's attack .
However, the defenses in the other areas of the Royal Palace became weak . Without the defense of arrows, the rebel soldiers on the scaling ladders seemed like they had taken stimulants and were bravely climbing upward . It looked like they were about to surmount the Palace .
The imperial soldiers desperately pulled at their bowstrings, completely unable to feel the pain in their arms . Blood splattered out from the bowstrings . By order of Duke Fan, they were to use the bows and arrows in their hands to open a path for the prince, but what about the rebel soldiers scaling the walls? But, the prince was leading 200 of their brothers toward the rebel soldiers . If their firing slowed down slightly and the prince was injured, what then? Fear, unease, courage, and various other emotions rolled around in the hearts of the soldiers on the walls .
The rebel soldiers had already mounted the walls via the scaling ladders . Although not many people made it, the Qin family's soldiers were all brave . After stabilizing their position with great difficulty, they began to expand their territory and open up the way for the rebel soldiers behind . However, 200 imperial soldiers had already charged out of the palace gate below . The rebel soldiers were unable to restrain them, so they entered through the broken gates and fought with the remaining defensive power left in the Palace .
It looked like the Royal Palace was about to fall at any moment, but the Great Prince was still charging and killing the rebels below the walls .
Two sets of buzzing sounds rang out . The two giant city guarding crossbows, which had been paused for a while, finally began to fire again . This time, the firing was not targeted at the heavy carriages used to break down the gate or the three-story carriage being transported over to surmount the walls . Under Fan Xian's powerful request, the arrows landed among the rebel soldiers in front of the path the Great Prince was charging along .
The giant arrows landed and pierced through the bodies of countless rebel soldiers, sending up mists of blood . They pierced repeatedly through the stone pavements, while some bounced up again . The heavy weight and powerful striking force were enough to crush a few people to death .
The abrupt and powerful rain of arrows, and the mighty and terrifying crossbow, greatly aided the Great Prince's attack . It opened a blood path right through the rebel soldiers . The Great Prince moved like a silver thread along this blood path, bravely charging toward the rebel camp .
The rebel army clearly had the advantage of numbers . Looking at the Great Prince's handsome and heroic posture on his horse, one felt fear in their hearts without reason . The Qing army valued battle merit above all else . Everyone knew that during these years, it was the Great Prince who led the army to fight in the West with the Hu people without having tasted defeat even once . He had achieved great military merit and was a famous general in the army .
With a famous general leading the attack, the pressure it formed and the power of the attack were not something normal people who oppose .
Fan Xian looked at this impressive sight and took a deep breath . The two slow cycles moving through his body picked up speed . Slowly shedding the layer of Tianyi Dao zhenqi on the meridians in his body, it allowed the ruthless Tyrannical zhenqi to circulate powerfully through his body .
His eyes grew more and more bloodshot as the effect of the medicine reached its peak . He held tightly to the hook and chain in his hand, waiting for the sound of the last arrow .
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Jing Ge was surrounded by the rebel soldiers who first arrived . The old Qin Master withdrew his gaze coldly and turned it toward the disturbance far away . He knew the Great Prince had led soldiers in a counterattack . He knew how wild and heroic the Great Prince's battle style was . If the opposition had 3,000 riders at his command, perhaps the old Qin Master would temporarily avoid their blades . At this time, the rebel soldiers' victory was already decided . The gates in the wall had caved in . At such a key moment, it was clear the old Qin master would not retreat a single step .
This was a natural instinct formed from spending decades on a battlefield . However, seeing the Great Prince's blood covered heroic pose, he thought of his only son's tragic death . The old Qin Master suddenly felt that he was already old . He was so old that he was about to smell the scent of death . The pain he had long hidden deeply in his heart made him make a wrong decision after a moment a hesitation .
"This is the enemy's last desperate counterattack, do not underestimate it," the old Qin Master coughed and said to his trusted general . "Take the Crown Prince to the rear of the camp . "
The Crown Prince glanced at the old Qin Master . He didn't want to retreat . As the Crown Prince did not know anything about the military or wish to disturb the old Qin Master's arrangement of the soldiers, he could only leave silently .
With the Great Prince's last counterattack, he chose to be as immovable as a mountain . This was the best decision . However, personally witnessing his only son's tragic end still made him a bit more on conservative . He had the family general lead the Crown Prince away from the Great Prince's counterattack . Thus, he would have eight Qin family generals at his side .
Perhaps as a ninth-level ace, the old Qin Master didn't care about much .
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But, Fan Xian cared .
The massive city guarding crossbow finally exhausted all of its arrows while the Imperial Army's rain of arrows also became more sparse . The imperial soldiers the Great Prince led were still unable to break into the rebel army's camp after paying a terrible price .
Perhaps miracles could happen on the battlefield, but wanting to use 200 cavalry to carry out a successful counterattack was not called a miracle . It was called delusional . The Great Prince's blood-soaked battle had already cleared out a long and bloody path . His valiant battlefield capabilities had scared countless rebel soldiers witless .
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