Chapter 0010: Passionate Counterattack

In the encampment, a thousand-man commander of the Wei army, Chao Gai, brandished his sword and shouted, directing the counterattack

It is not good; if we continue to delay, when the Qin soldiers approach the granary and set fire to the supplies, the front-line army will inevitably collapse, as depicted on television! Although Chen Ling is participating in an ancient battlefield for the first time, with a little thought, one can realize how devastating the impact of burning the camps and destroying the supplies would be on the morale of the front-line troops. Once the morale is shattered, a great defeat is unavoidable

With a swift motion of his long sword, the blade shimmered, and his figure seamlessly merged with the sword's body. His swordsmanship was intricate; with three strikes, three Qin army eagle guards were instantly grazed by his sharp blade.

The Qin soldiers, fierce as wolves and tigers, used their shields to block arrows and wielded their weapons to deflect them as they advanced towards the camp. Although the Eagle Guards numbered only five hundred, their offensive capability was formidable. Each soldier was agile and swift, and they began to engage with the guards at the gate, clashing fiercely with the Wei army.

The other four swordsmen arrived, and Chen Ling swung his sword to deflect two attacks, sidestepped to avoid another strike, and with his other hand, delivered a punch that landed squarely on a Qin soldier's face, causing blood to spurt from his nose. Following that, he swiftly reversed his sword and pierced the chest of the man to his side, decisively withdrawing the blade and retreating to draw the enemy in. At this moment, among the five who were pursuing him, one was dead, two were injured, leaving only two still in pursuit.

Chen Ling could not afford to delay any longer. With a sudden burst of determination, he executed the Seven Stars and the Northern Dipper footwork, simultaneously inhaling deeply from his abdomen. A warm current of energy governed his strength and power. At that moment, he recalled the saying, "The dragon in flight has regrets; excess is as bad as deficiency." One must not exhaust all their strength; each strike of the sword should be delivered with focus and intent, reserving three parts of strength. The sword must be drawn swiftly and retracted quickly, creating an unbroken momentum in the sword's force.

Meanwhile, other Qin soldiers had already charged into the rear camp, and a chaotic scene ensued among the tents as a chase and encirclement battle began

At this moment, the battlefield on the back of the Ying Mountain was in chaos. Although this fierce combat was not as brutal as the scene on the front lines where thousands of horses galloped and charged into battle, for Chen Ling, who was stepping onto an ancient battlefield for the first time, it was already a significant experience in his life. In his previous life, he had killed people during missions, but those were all assassinations and shootings. The sight of a melee with cold weapons was equally shocking to him.

Archer! Quickly release the arrow

The injured personnel inside the tent gazed towards the entrance, all taken aback, unable to believe that this frail and slender youth, who was so unassuming during peaceful times, could exhibit such courage at this moment

Ah

At this moment, some guards within the infirmary began to gather, some wielding long spears and others holding short crossbows, organizing a counterattack near the fence to resist the assault of the Qin army

The two Qin soldiers were caught off guard by him, and in quick succession, he unleashed several sword strikes that were truly exquisite, each one lethal and executed from an unexpected angle. The rough-and-tumble Qin soldiers had never encountered such martial arts techniques in the military camp. Within just a few moves, both men were struck by swords and met their demise.

Chen Ling wielded his sword and broke through, now with doubled physical abilities. Although he appeared lean, his muscles and flesh were filled with strength. His arm strength was slightly greater than that of an average elite warrior. Coupled with his exceptional swordsmanship, unique movement techniques, and rich combat experience, he quickly stood out. One could see him move like a startled rabbit, leaping into the fray in an instant

War is brutal and bloody, with people resembling mad beasts, wielding guns, swords, and spears, their eyes red with fury as they desperately shout and fight. The intensity, the bloodshed, and the scenes of cruelty are unimaginable unless one is in the midst of it; it is nothing like the light, simple, and straightforward portrayals seen on television.

Chen Ling, unable to contend with the three at once, fought while retreating. He raised his sword in a flurry before him, blocking the thrusts of three sword points with his blade. Although his physical strength was nearly exhausted, an infinite surge of courage and killing intent filled him, granting him a youthful vigor that rendered him completely unafraid of the encirclement by this group of Qin soldiers

Chen Ling has not yet officially rejoined the team, and his armor is incomplete. Dressed in a red warrior outfit, he has not yet donned the outer armor and lacks protective plates. His body feels light, allowing for swifter movements. His strikes are as swift as the wind, and the light of his sword seems to envelop him in a curtain of blades. In the blink of an eye, three to five eagle guards of the Qin state have been pierced and fallen to the ground.

Chen Ling, due to his extensive combat experience, was exceptionally agile and sharp. Upon his first entry into the battlefield, he executed strikes, parries, and counterattacks in one fluid motion. In the blink of an eye, over ten individuals fell to his sword, either dead or wounded, immediately drawing the attention of the other Eagle Guards.

Chen Ling wielded his sword as he roamed, his movements agile and evasive. Combined with exquisite swordsmanship and techniques infused with scientific principles, his hands, feet, elbows, and knees were constantly in action. He delivered a kick to the groin of a fierce Qin soldier, causing the man to double over in pain, howling loudly.

Fortunately, Chen Ling had undergone rigorous training during his previous life as an agent. His temperament was as solid as a rock, calm and decisive. When blood splattered across his face and clothing, he did not feel nauseated like in the illustrations, nor did he show any mercy. Being in the midst of it all, if he did not retaliate, he could very well be struck down in the next moment.

The young man is seeking death! Several Qin soldiers shouted angrily

The thirty-jin weapon, when swung, is not light in weight. If one lacks sufficient arm strength, after a while of fighting, they will surely become exhausted. Chen Ling gradually felt his arms growing sore and numb, yet thousands of warriors around him wielded their swords and axes, spilling the blood and severed heads of their enemies. This scene ignited his blood, causing it to flow rapidly, and he was unaware of where this newfound strength came from. With the Seven Star Step and the Ancient Chen Sword Technique, the sword's edge was sharp, and he faintly regained the graceful demeanor of a young swordsman from years past.

Chen Ling picked up a finely crafted iron long sword, weighing approximately 30 pounds, which is the weapon of elite heavy infantry. Most of the injured in the camp had been on the front lines, engaged in numerous deadly battles, and were elite heavy soldiers facing extreme peril. Their weapons were also placed on the weapon racks within the camp. He casually grabbed a long sword, which was exceptionally well-made.

Kill! The cries of slaughter echoed everywhere, countless soldiers fell into pools of blood, yet no one had the time to extend a helping hand, for the enemy's spear had not yet ceased, mercilessly swinging.

You little brat, are you looking for death! Five strong men from the elite unit dismissed the other guards and simultaneously charged at him with swords

The surrounding guards, witnessing Chen Ling's formidable presence, cheered loudly, their morale soaring as they gradually gathered around him, rallying around him as the core to counterattack the Qin army

These Qin army eagle guards are elite troops, distinct from ordinary soldiers. In addition to their excellent armor and weapons, they are exceptionally well-trained. Although there are only five hundred of them, they press forward relentlessly and have managed to breach the rear of the camp, suppressing the defending troops and attempting to rush past to set fire to the supply and logistics camp behind.

The Qin soldiers have attacked the camp, be on guard

Ordinary soldiers lack extensive combat experience, engaging in indiscriminate hacking and slashing on the battlefield, making it easy to kill enemies but also easy to be killed. Those who have undergone combat training pay attention to the weaknesses of their opponents, strike decisively, and avoid unnecessary flashy moves, ensuring a lethal blow. Meanwhile, elite warriors, after identifying the enemy's vital points, can calmly analyze their surroundings, killing enemies while striving to evade surprise attacks.

Chen Ling sprang forward with a swift stride, circling around to the core of the infirmary. He shouted at the wounded soldiers inside: "The Qin army has launched a surprise attack, aiming to set our military provisions on fire. Those who are able to move, come out and fight with me. We must block these hundreds of Qin soldiers attacking the camp; this will lead us to a great victory"

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