361 A Decisive Battle (2/2)

Tuo Nengya silently sighed to himself. Dragon King had found a group of the bravest soldiers, but not a competent commander. The chiefs could not do it, neither could he.

” I do not oppose war.” As Tuo Nengya said this, the people in the tent beamed, relieved. He added, ”I have only one request.”

”Please tell us, Boss Tuo.” Long Xiaoshi said politely.

”All signs indicate that Golden Roc Fort is preparing for its fourth attack, which will probably happen tomorrow. Let's defend one more time to discourage the enemy. After that, I will be the first to lead the charge.”

This was not what the chiefs had agreed on. All people fixed their eyes on Long Xiaoshi. Now that Dragon King was not here, he was the leader of the Great Snowmountain. Long Xiaoshi lowered his head and did not say a word.

”There will be a fight sooner or later, why should we have to wait again? When Golden Roc Fort comes, why not charge and kill them just as we desire?” The chief of the Greatsword Peak had a quick temper, and was eager to say what was on his mind.

The chief of the Canopy Peak Long Fanyun flushed and said, ”I think Boss Tuo speaks reason. Defending one more time will act to discourage Golden Roc Fort.”

The chief of the Greatsword Peak slapped on his knee and shouted angrily, ”Golden Roc Fort is as timid as a mouse. They only kill people stealthily. Are the swordsmen from the Great Snowmountain afraid of them?”

Long Fanyun blushed deeply, but refused to concede. ”I didn't say we were afraid of Golden Roc Fort. I just don't want our people to die in vain.”

The two glared at each other, which was common in Great Snowmountain. Long Xiaoshi knew that fight themselves bloody if he did not say anything, so he spread out his arms, and said, ”Ok, keep your fire for the battlefield. Why not defend first and attack later, and take Golden Roc Fort by surprise?”

The plan was settled. Tuo Nengya could not change the chiefs' minds, and simply agreed.

Back in his residence, Tuo Nengya antsy, like on pins and needles. He couldn't explain why but felt that something was wrong. Later, he would recall that each time Golden Roc Fort had launched a strong attack, they would send a number of killers to sneak into the camp to create chaos. However, these two days had been peaceful, not a single sneak attack.

The attack tomorrow would be fierce. Tuo Nengya was worried that it would be difficult to defend, let alone launch an attack instead.

Before dawn the next day, all troops in the camp began to prepare for the war. The Five Peaks of the Great Snowmountain and Tuo Nengya volunteered half of their machetemen as the main force to defend, leaving the rest for the attack during the second half.

After breakfast, with the drums beating their resounding beat, Golden Roc Fort's army launched their fourth attack.

Unlike what Tuo Nengya had expected, this attack was not as formidable as the previous three attacks. The defending army repelled several attacks only with their bows and arrows.

Dugu Xian seemed to be at his wits end and could only take advantage of sheer numbers to launch one attack after another to break the last defence line of the Great Snowmountain campsite.

However, the attack this time lasted far longer than the previous attacks. It raged from morning to noon Piles of corpse were lay in front of the camp, dyeing the soil red.

The defenders were exhausted and quickly running out off their arrows. Behind them, the other half of swordsmen were waiting impatiently for their turn to attack. The chief of the Greatsword Peak unsheathed his heavy sword, pleading Long Xiaoshi to launch the attack.

Tuo Nengya felt that it still was not the appropriate time. It seemed that Golden Roc Fort had not used up all their forces. However, the plea for the final attack was getting louder and louder, he could not ignore it any longer.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Long Xiaoshi ordered the gate of the camp open and lead the entire army to charge.

The sound of the low drum beat and the shrill horn intertwined in the valley. The bravest group of swordsmen in the Great Snowmountain took the lead in rushing out of the camp, stepping over the enemy's corpses and blood, heading for the enemy who outnumbered them.

Even the exhausted defending army were drawn into the battlefield, putting down their bows and arrows, taking up their swords, and rushing out before receiving the order.

In the distance, the Commander of Golden Roc Fort Dugu Xian finally felt relieved.

Three thousand heavy cavalries, all heavily armed, gathered at the foot of the mountain, pointed their lance forward. Propelled by the battle drum, they hastened their pace and rushed towards the enemy.

Tuo Nengya was still a macheteman inside. Once he rushed out of the campsite and held up the patronus's saber, he no longer thought about winning or losing. Even when he saw the unexpected heavy cavalry, he did not care. There was only one thought in his mind: Never let the swordsmen from the Great Snowmountain win. Even if he were to die, he would kill as many people as possible.

Meanwhile, dozens of masked killers emerged from where they were hiding, and jumped into the Great Snowmountain campsite, which was almost deserted.

That was what Gu Shenwei saw when he returned to the campsite after his ordeal.