The Sickly Scion's Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool Chapter 912 - Chapter 912: Reinforcements Arrive (1)

Chapter 912 - Chapter 912: Reinforcements Arrive (1)

Chapter 912: Reinforcements Arrive (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Noticing Si Yun’s gaze on Song Jingchen, Shen Yijia’s face turned cold. “Leave him to me later.”

It was obvious that he was the one who created the black-robed men. Now, he even dared to target her people.

Very good, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers, Xiao Qirui, and her mother’s seven years of imprisonment would be avenged today.

Song Jingchen glanced at her.

“His poison doesn’t work on me,” Shen Yijia explained.

The brat in her stomach had swallowed her spiritual liquid. If he dared to poison her…

“Hmph, when he comes out, I’ll let him know why his b.u.t.t is so red.” she thought.

A certain genderless child cowered.

Song Jingchen pursed his lips and knew that she had made up her mind. He reminded her, “Be careful.”

Then, she looked at Xiao Li, whose eyes were red. She pursed her lips and said, “You and Thirty Thousand will bring two teams and find an opportunity to bring Brother Xiao back.”

Xiao Li wiped his tears and choked. “Thank you, Bulwark Duke.”

Although the rolling logs at the city gate had exhausted a portion of the Wu Kingdom’s soldiers, this was not enough to completely stop their attack.

In less than five minutes, countless Wu Kingdom soldiers surged into the city again.

The sound of hooves mixed with this shout seemed to shake the entire Nanling Pa.s.s.

The difference in military strength between the two sides was too great. The Wu Kingdom’s army had the absolute advantage in numbers. Even if they exhausted themselves, they could exhaust the Great Xia soldiers to death.

To the soldiers of Great Xia, this was destined to be a battle to the death.

“Let’s fight them to the death!” 50,000 soldiers roared as they went up to them.

In an instant, the two sides clashed, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Song Jingchen charged through the heavy-armored cavalry like an iron s.h.i.+eld alone. The sword in his hand was like a lightning dragon. Wherever the cold light reached, it dazzled. Even though his iron armor was like a mountain, no one could stop him.

You Yi also joined the battlefield. He was born to kill. At this moment, he was like a flood dragon entering the sea. He raised his hand and slashed down. The enemy soldiers fell to the ground like wheat stalks.

“I can finally kill to my heart’s content.” Shen Yijia bared her teeth and pulled out the long whip at her waist.

The whip whistled through the air. Usually, before the enemy’s spears could touch her, she would whip them off their horses and kill them.

Wherever the three of them pa.s.sed, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Most of the Wu Kingdom’s army’s unstoppable aura was suppressed by them, and their formation was completely messed up.

However, their target was not these soldiers.

Song Jingchen took the lead and led a group of cavalry elites to clear the way. Shen Yijia and You Yi each led a team on the left and right wing. The three teams led the army and charged into the dense Wu Kingdom army.

“Shoot the horse and capture the leader first.” he thought.

No matter how powerful they were, it was impossible for them to kill all 400,000 soldiers. It would only tire them out. Only by killing Yan Guangmao and Si Yun could they end this war as quickly as possible.

More and more soldiers surrounded them.

When the horses under them fell, they immediately s.n.a.t.c.hed the enemy’s horses and continued to charge.

However, it was not easy for them to break through the human wall formed by 400,000 people alone. The warhorses could be s.n.a.t.c.hed, but the stamina they lost could not be replenished.

The cavalry behind them had long been devoured by the Wu Kingdom’s army. Even Shen Yijia, who was far stronger than ordinary people, gradually felt tired, let alone Song Jingchen and You Yi. The three of them were enraged.

Soon.

They were almost there.

“What’s going on?” Yan Guangmao looked at Si Yun. “Where’s your puppet?”

Si Yun tightened his grip on the bone flute. “That’s it.”

There was only one possibility why his flute could not summon the living dead.

Yan Guangmao was shocked and turned to look at the young man who was approaching him.

He actually… killed all those people?

However, before Yan Guangmao could think further, Song Jingchen’s attack was already close.

He quickly swung his saber to block. The sabers and swords collided with a clang, producing dazzling sparks in the night.

The blood on his face blurred Song Jingchen’s face, but the killing intent in his eyes was tangible.

“Hmph, you’re courting death.” Yan Guangmao sneered and took the initiative to attack.

Perhaps because his plan didn’t work, Si Yun had no intention of watching from the sidelines this time. He flipped his fingers, and several silver needles flew out of his fingertips and shot at Song Jingchen.

With a whoosh, the long whip that rushed in blocked all the silver needles.

“Heh, aren’t you ashamed to pinch embroidery needles all day?” Shen Yijia rode over to block his path and said disdainfully, “Oh, it’s also possible that you’re not a man at all..”