Chapter 293 - Rather Die Than Surrender (2/2)

The fact that Ye Chen’s father and the others did not take the time to collect this dead body showed how precarious their situation was.

“Grandruler Tuoba Hongye of the Nanman Kingdom, I, Ye Chen, swear vengeance over this sea of blood. One day, I’ll go to the capital of the Nanman Kingdom and settle this with you!” The veins on Ye Chen’s arms protruded visibly as his heart was filled with anguish and righteous indignation. “Uncle Ye Zhanlie, let me rescue Father and the others first. I’ll come back and lay you to rest properly!”

The Golden Sun Condor swept into the air and disappeared completely into the horizon.

After six hours, Ye Chen’s Astral Body had arrived at Xilin Prairie. The chaotic battle came into his view.

By now, the battle had been going on for some time. The Nanman Kingdom cavalry had withdrawn slightly and was patrolling from afar, gearing up for the next wave of attack.

Ye Zhantian looked around. Out of more than six thousand warriors, over two thousand had been killed, and the rest of them were exhausted. Although they had managed to kill more than five thousand Nanman Kingdom horsemen, there were at least two hundred thousand more behind them!

“I’m afraid we can only hold on for two more days. If the Nanman Kingdom cavalry continues to attack without any rest, then we won’t be able to survive even one day!” Ye Zhantian frowned and stared into the distance. He saw that the Nanman Kingdom cavalry had rearranged themselves into a perfect formation once again.

“As our Commander Wei said before, we respect all of you as heroes. If you’re willing to surrender to the Nanman Kingdom, we’ll reward you handsomely,” a centurion from the Nanman Kingdom declared loudly.

“You want us to surrender? Impossible!” A burly lad growled.

“We’d rather die than surrender!”

Everyone’s voices erupted in unison. Those who wanted to surrender had already done so much earlier. Why would they wait until now to surrender? As for those who had held on to this point and willingly engaged in a deadly battle, who among them was not a valiant hero willing to die fighting?

Many of their wives and sons and daughters as well as fathers and mothers had been slaughtered by the Nanman Kingdom cavalry. If they surrendered to the Nanman Kingdom, how could they ever face their dead relatives?

“I, Ye Clan of Donglin, would rather die than surrender!”

“I, Xu Clan of Donglin, would rather die than surrender!”

The people led by Ye Zhantian mostly hailed from various martial art families. The martial art families had been supporting each other along the way and banded together. It was impossible for them to leave their clans and surrender to the Nanman Kingdom.

Under Ye Zhantian’s command, the death warriors had formed a circle. Those who were at the brink of exhaustion sat in the middle to rest while those who were still energetic formed a circle around them to defend against the next wave of attack. Ye Zhantian was prepared to fight a prolonged battle with these Nanman Kingdom cavalries.

“Retrieve the corpses of the Nanman Kingdom horsemen and their horses, and stack them in front!” Ye Zhantian commanded loudly. Under his instruction, the people got busy. Utilizing the momentarily lull in the battle, they carried the dead bodies of the horsemen and their horses, and used them to build an outer wall several meters tall. This outer wall would effectively block the attacks of the cavalry.

“Without two days’ time, don’t even dream of defeating us. Even if all of us are killed, we’ll drag a few hundred thousand of your horsemen to our graves!” Ye Zhantian looked at the neatly arranged cavalry formation with a steel glint in his eyes.

Just as Ye Zhantian was preparing to face the next wave of attacks, a strange sensation erupted in his heart. There was a sense of familiarity that resonated from his soul. He looked into the distance and saw, amid the clear skies, a Golden Sun Condor chirruping shrilly and flying toward him at top speed.

“It’s Little Chen!” Ye Zhantian’s heart was filled with excitement.

“What’s that?” Spotting the joyous look on Ye Zhantian’s face, Xu Jian and the other combatants followed his gaze and saw a Golden Sun Condor flying toward them.

Good lord, that was a Heavenly Adept mystical beast, Golden Sun Condor!

On the back of the Golden Sun Condor stood two silhouettes.

“Brother Ye, who is that?” Xu Jian and the others asked fervently. Anyone who could steer a Heavenly Adept mystical beast such as this Golden Sun Condor was certainly extraordinary. Could this person be the fabled Ye Clan ancestor?

“It’s my son, Ye Chen!” Ye Zhantian declared proudly.

Ye Chen? The prodigy who was taken in as Master Apothecary Xuanyi’s disciple? Logically speaking, Ye Chen’s cultivation level should be around the legendary Tenth Level at most, how could he tame a Heavenly Adept mystical beast? Everyone was puzzled but nonetheless excited about the arrival of a highly-skilled reinforcement.

Ye Chen’s Astral Body swept through the area and saw his father, fourth uncle, and the others. They had formed a circle and stacked a large number of dead bodies around them. They had already endured a brutal battle. Outside, the Nanman Kingdom cavalry had assumed a neat formation around them. Further away, there were tightly packed groups of evacuees. In some spots, dead bodies of civilians littered the ground. Most likely, they had been slaughtered by the Nanman Kingdom cavalry!

The Nanman Kingdom cavalry was at least two hundred thousand strong!

“Little Wingsy, you’ll protect Father and the others! No matter what happens, you must protect them!” Ye Chen said in a deep voice.

“Yes, I’ll go now.”

The Golden Sun Condor flew past Ye Zhantian and the others and Little Wingsy jumped down.