Vol 8 Chapter 43 (1/2)

VOLUME 8 CHAPTER 43: DON’T TELL ME THIS IS FENG XIAN TAKING IN DILU (2)

Feng Xian POV

As I saw fear fill the eyes of the fallen enemies before me, I began to feel angry.

They picked a fight and so they ought to be responsible for it and follow through to the end. Whether it is mock or real, one should fight with the conviction to die in battle!

If this wasn’t an exercise, many would have fallen to that charge.

… Ah, it’s good that it’s just an exercise.

“Listen up you lot! You should have accepted the loss from before but since you have the guts to come before us once more, I’ll give you a good taste of what we can do!” I yelled as I took another wooden pole from the subordinate officer behind me.

“Charge!”

Aaaaaaaahhhhh!

Immediately after I gave the order, the several dozen cavalry behind me charged forth, fearlessly from the valour in their voices, armed with naught but their pride and courage as soldiers.

Instantly, the enemy was thrown into disarray. What only seemed like a small disturbance at the wings at first has now resulted in a total collapse in their entire formation. They really are too lax about things.

“My lord!”

Un? Just then, I saw Wen Yuan who was yelling at me from some distance away.

Good, looks like Wen Yuan can fight alongside me. This should have been the way from the very beginning. Her and Zhao Yun alone should have been more than enough to easily control the situation yet they have been retreating.

“Wen Yuan! Surround them from the other side!”

“My–”

I yelled out loudly at the same time as she said something to me. I couldn’t hear her but there are more important things to attend to so I didn’t bother listening and flew into the heart of the enemy troops.

The resistance I met with was almost minimal. Some troops feebly raised their weapons only to be knocked away by my horse. Others actually stepped back, not even daring to come forward to fight.

The enemy troops have descended into total chaos, and they had all sorts of weapons imaginable: Spears, polearms, broadswords etc. Even though this was just an exercise, their attention to detail with respect to preparation of the props was rather remarkable.

But why does it feel like their capabilities are far below that of the Jing state troops we faced before?

“You!” And just then, a voice came from my side. It was a loud voice but devoid of resolve.

… Un? But what is this thick aura of strength–

I looked to the side and saw a big black-faced burly man charging in my direction. From how he looks, he’s probably the leader here.

He doesn’t seem very capable and he didn’t even wear much clothing, much less armour, to the battlefield. What a buffoon.

What drew my attention however was not him, but his horse.

The horse that he was mounted on was covered in a brown, glistening coat of fur as it galloped over from a great distance at a speed that exceeded even my own horse.

“Die!” Just as I was taken by the horse, that man had rode up to my side and was swinging down his broadsword at me.

Ah… He’s so slow, especially when compared to that horse of his.

I calmly s.h.i.+fted my body to dodge it and arched my back as I went along with the momentum and swept across with the wooden pole–

“Waa!!” He gave a weird cry as he lost his balance and tumbled off his horse.

“Kuh–”

“Give up. You are far too weak. If you accept defeat, I will show mercy.”

“Wu.”

I quickly rapped his head with the wooden pole when I saw him about to get up, and he gave up after I did so.

“What? Do I have to count down for you as well? 3–”

“Everyone! Lower your weapons!!!”

Just as I began counting down, his bull-headed stubbornness and aura faded away into oblivion and he obediently admitted defeat and acceded to my orders.

At his order, everyone stopped their movements and lowered their weapons.

I looked at him once more and saw that he was the very image of a defeated man who was looking for mercy.

This is far too unbecoming. Why is he being like this for just an exercise?

“My lord!! My lord!!”

“Lord Lu Bu!”

“”Lord Lu Bu~”

Un? Just then, several people came running over out of the crowd as they yelled out at me. When I looked over, I saw that they were all familiar faces.

“Wen Yuan, you’re too slow.” I softly said, feeling a little deflated, “There were only about 2,000 enemies. This was something you could have easily handled.”

Of course, my falling asleep while all this was going on is a big mistake as well.

“Ah, I’m really sorry about all this.” The administrative official-looking lady spoke up first as the 3 of them walked over.

If I remember correctly, she should be called Jian Yong. … What was that abacus lady’s name again?

“The armoury and supplies that the rear guard is in charge of was too c.u.mbersome or we’d have made our escape long ago.”

Eh? Escape?

“Why do we have to escape? Shouldn’t we just defeat these embarra.s.sments first?” I asked, feeling very surprised. When I looked at Wen Yuan and Zhao Yun, I found that they didn’t seem to get what I was saying.

“Wen Yuan, Lord Zhao Yun, don’t you both feel the same way?”

“We did, but we didn’t plan on anything quite as outrageous as what my lord did when she arrived.”

“Though we could fight them off, our troops don’t have proper weapons after all so it would be a difficult battle– But looking at how things have ended up, it looks like we were just overthinking things.”