Call of the Heroes of Chaos in Another World

Chapter 2340 Three Generals Slain in Succession, Wen County City Falls
"Your subordinates obey!" Upon hearing Xue Rengui's order, the three generals stepped forward from among the generals to receive it.

Having watched the battle unfold for a full month, Gao Shun was now itching for action, and his elite troops were ready to charge at any moment.

"Ding, Gao Shun's Dragon Elephant Formation skill effect 2 has been activated. After the skill is activated, his strength increases by 3, his command increases by 4, his base command is 94, his base strength is 95 (+3), his current command increases to 98, and his current strength increases to 98."

"Ding! Gao Shun's Dragon Elephant Trapping Formation skill effect three activated. If the number of his Trapping Camp troops is less than 700, the attack power of all members of the Trapping Camp will increase by 3."

Gao Shun's martial prowess has increased by 3, bringing his current martial prowess to 101.

"Charge! Charge! Charge!"

Under Gao Shun's leadership, seven hundred elite soldiers, clad in double-layered heavy armor and wielding thick shields and slashing ring-pommel swords or long-handled battle axes, formed a mobile steel fortress, treading on the muddy flesh and rubble, and swiftly pressed towards the crumbling breach.

"Stand up your shields! Hold the line!" Zhao Kuangde roared from behind the breach. The remaining defenders hurriedly formed ranks, their spears protruding from the gaps in the shields, attempting to create a forest of spears.

However, the attack intensity of the Trapped Camp was clearly incomparable to that of the previous attacking troops.

Deng Jiugong, who was also charging forward with the Trapped Camp, swung his Green Dragon Blade forward and cleaved several spears that were thrusting at him in two!
Meanwhile, the elite soldiers of the Trapped Camp behind him seized the opportunity to charge forward, their heavy iron shields colliding violently with the Song army's shields, producing a dull thud.

The Trapped Camp attacked from bottom to top, following the piles of ruins and corpses, while the Song army defended from top to bottom.

However, in this wave of collisions, the Song army's shield formation was still being shaken, and several soldiers were even knocked to the ground.

The soldiers of the Trapped Camp were trained to the highest level, and these elite soldiers were usually provided with meat, making them all burly and strong.

Their physical abilities were certainly incomparable to those of ordinary soldiers.

The swords and axes slashed wildly at extremely close range, the heavy armor making a screeching sound as it was torn apart by the sharp blades, with armor plates flying off from time to time and blood splattering everywhere.

With their superior equipment and unstoppable momentum, the elite soldiers of the Trapped Camp painstakingly carved their way into the Song army's defenses, inch by inch.

They had a clear division of labor: some used shields to block and strike, while others were responsible for wielding heavy weapons and slashing fiercely under cover. Each swing was powerful and heavy, often knocking down Song soldiers in front of them, shield and all.

At this moment, the gap between elite troops and ordinary soldiers was fully demonstrated.

The battle at the breach instantly entered its most brutal phase, turning the area into a bloody meat grinder. Zhao She had no choice but to send in the fresh troops he had reserved.

The fresh troops that Zhao She kept as his last trump card were all veterans from the earliest days of the Zhenxi Army, and they were the most determined fighters in the army.

However, the elite troops fought bravely and selflessly, and with the help of two god-like generals, Yang Jian and Deng Jiugong, they overcame all obstacles. The corpses piled up at a visible speed, and blood flowed through the cracks in the broken bricks and stones, almost forming a stream.

Under the personal leadership of Prince Zhao Kuangde, the morale of the Zhao Song army soared. He and his soldiers were almost prepared to die, practically using their bodies to block the breach.

"General Yang, if we don't kill Zhao Kuangde, I'm afraid we won't be able to break through!" Deng Jiugong slashed one Song soldier after another, and as the soldiers of the Trapped Camp behind him pushed forward, he shouted loudly at Yang Jian, who was not far away.

"Let's take a team and charge in to kill him!" Yang Jian shouted in response.

If Zhao Kuangde isn't killed, the morale of these Song soldiers won't completely collapse. "Just what I wanted! Men, follow me and General Yang, let's kill the enemy generals and seize the flag!" Deng Jiugong called out to the troop of soldiers in the Trapped Camp beside him.

"We are determined to charge into battle, even at the cost of our lives!" Dozens of the most elite elite soldiers of the Trapped Camp roared in unison.

Using Yang Jian and Deng Jiugong as their spearheads, they instantly coalesced into an unstoppable torrent of steel, fiercely piercing towards the core area where Zhao Kuangde was located.

Zhao Kuangde was covered in blood. His princely robe was torn, revealing the fine armor underneath, which was covered with sword marks and splattered blood.

He wielded a long spear made of wrought iron, his spearmanship steady and skillful, clearly not a pampered person. Each thrust of his spear carried the sound of wind breaking, accurately knocking down Han soldiers who tried to approach.

"Protect the Prince!" The Song army's personal guards also spotted the elite Han army rushing towards them and moved closer to Zhao Kuangde, trying to form a denser defensive formation.

"Deng Jiugong, I'll go left, you go right, tear them apart!" Yang Jian shouted.

His three-pointed double-edged sword drew a sharp arc, directly cleaving a Song soldier holding a shield away, the immense force causing the Song army's formation to falter slightly.

He moved with agility, his blade flashing like a bolt of lightning, targeting the gaps in the enemy's formation with fierce attacks.

Deng Jiugong, on the other hand, was like a tiger descending the mountain, wielding his powerful longsword with a whooshing sound, making no fancy parries and relying entirely on offense as defense.

He deflected the spears thrust at him by Song soldiers with the back of his blade, followed by a thunderous slash that often severed both the soldier and his weapon.

With his fierce courage, he fought his way through the dense ranks of Song soldiers.

The two, one agile and the other fierce, worked together seamlessly, and the elite troops they led were highly skilled in tactics, closely following their commander and continuously widening the gap they had created.

Zhao Kuangde also noticed these two Han generals who were like gods of war and the immense pressure they brought.

His eyes narrowed, but instead of retreating, he halted with his spear and shouted sternly, "Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy! The Song Dynasty is right behind us!"

"Today, I may die, but my Great Song Dynasty must never perish!"

Zhao Kuangde knew that if he continued to hold this position, his chances of survival would be slim, but he could not retreat. If he did, the morale of his soldiers would be shattered.

"Kill!" The prince's presence and his determination to die inspired everyone. The remaining Song soldiers erupted in a desperate cry and charged forward even more frantically.

"Yang Jian! Prepare to die!" An old general of the Song army, wielding two axes, leaped down from his high position and slashed directly at Yang Jian.

"Ding, Deng Jian's Fierce General skill is activated. Martial Power +6, Base Martial Power 102, Martial King +3, Current Martial Power increased to 111."

"You're courting death!" Facing the opponent's high-altitude leaping attack, Yang Jian snorted coldly. His third-tier double-edged sword trembled continuously as he parried, easily neutralizing the opponent's force.

"Ding, Yang Jian..."