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Chapter 57 Flag Guards, Ancient Battlefield

Tens of thousands of cold armors gleamed with a chilling light, forming a torrent that surged rapidly through the night.

No one spoke; only the sound of synchronized footsteps and the soft clatter of armor clashing echoed in the air.

Chen Ye, standing among them, looked somewhat solemn.

This is no longer a small-scale conflict involving dozens or hundreds of people, but a major war that threatens the fate of the nation.

Even he felt a sense of pressure.

That's why he didn't dare to slack off even during the march.

With each step, Chen Ye secretly adjusted his breathing, feeling the power of the Mountain-Splitting Force flowing through his limbs and bones, treating this monotonous march as a form of cultivation.

Several days later, the army finally arrived at its destination.

This is an ancient battlefield stretching to the horizon, overgrown with weeds, where the howling wind whistles and seems to recount the tragic events of long ago.

Beneath the loose soil, one can occasionally see piles of long-weathered white bones, which are then trampled by the iron hooves of warhorses.

After a thorough reconnaissance, the army set up camp, and a banner embroidered with a ferocious tiger was raised high, fluttering in the wind.

Meng Yi summoned Chen Ye directly, pointed at the commander's flag, and spoke in a deep, resolute voice.

"Chen Ye, from this moment on, you are the flag bearer. Remember, as long as the flag stands, you live; when the flag falls, you die!"

"Your subordinate obeys!" Chen Ye accepted the order without hesitation.

He naturally knew the weight of this responsibility, after all, the commander's flag is the soul of an army, and as long as the commander's flag does not fall, the morale of the army will remain.

But precisely because of this, he became more at ease.

With his current strength, he has enough power to protect himself even in the midst of chaos, so he has nothing to worry about.

Moreover, being a flag bearer in the central army is much safer than going to the front lines to fight.

Meng Yi was very satisfied and assigned Chen Ye dozens of elite personal guards, led by Wang Xing, to be specifically responsible for protecting the commander's flag.

After being entrusted with this important task, Chen Ye dared not slack off in the slightest. He led his men to set up a restricted area within three zhang around the commander's flag, and they guarded it diligently day and night in shifts.

At the same time, on the other side of the horizon, another large flag embroidered with the character "Xiang" slowly rose.

The Liang army has also arrived.

The two armies faced each other across the vast battlefield, like two giant beasts poised to pounce, creating an unprecedentedly tense atmosphere.

Just as a great battle was about to break out, on a dark and windy night...

Chen Ye was leading his men on a patrol around the command flag when suddenly his ears twitched, and he looked toward the camp entrance.

A sound of horses' hooves approached, and then a small team of a dozen or so people came toward the central military tent. The key point was that the leader was a woman.

Chen Ye's pupils contracted slightly.

It should be noted that Meng Yi was extremely strict in disciplining his troops, and women were absolutely not allowed to appear in the army.

But this woman not only entered the military camp, but also led a group of people straight to the commander's tent, and none of the sentries along the way stopped her.

How is this going?

Just as he was wondering, as the distance between them closed, Chen Ye finally saw what the woman looked like.

This person was dressed in a plain white robe, with a beautiful face, but a cold and aloof expression, and eyes that were as still as a deep well, as if they had no emotions at all.

What alarmed Chen Ye the most was that he sensed a strong murderous aura emanating from the woman.

That chilling killing intent was even more terrifying than any battle-hardened veteran he had ever seen; just looking at it from afar made one's skin sting and one's heart turn cold. At the same time, the woman dismounted and, without even glancing at the guards around her, walked straight into Meng Yi's central command tent.

Chen Ye frowned, his heart filled with doubt and unease.

Who is this woman?
Just then, a sigh came from beside me, "Even she's here. This battle is going to be quite exciting."

Chen Ye turned his head and saw that Wang Xing had come to his side at some point and was now looking at the central command tent with a sigh. So he asked in a low voice, "Do you know this person?"

"It's more than just knowing each other." Wang Xing swallowed hard, lowering his voice even further, as if afraid the woman would hear him.

"This woman is no ordinary person. Her name is Bai Yuege, and she is from the Bai family, another powerful military family in Dayong."

"The Bai family?" Chen Ye frowned.

"That's right. Don't be fooled by the fact that the Bai family isn't as famous as our General Meng's family. They are extremely powerful, and most importantly... they are all madmen."

Seeing Chen Ye's puzzled expression, Wang Xing's face showed a mixture of fear and awe.

Do you know what the nickname of the Bai family's ancestor was?

"what is it call?"

"Killing God!"

"A god of death?" Chen Ye's heart skipped a beat.

“That’s right, it’s the God of Slaughter!” Wang Xing’s face turned pale.

"Back then, the Bai family ancestor fought a decisive battle against the enemy country. After winning the battle, in order to eliminate future troubles, he ordered the burial of 400,000 surrendered soldiers!"

"Four hundred thousand!"

Even with his calm and collected nature, Chen Ye couldn't help but gasp when he heard this number.

"Yes, it's 400,000!" Wang Xing's voice trembled. "It's said that the place is still barren, and at night you can hear ghosts wailing and howling for miles around. What else could such a person be but a god of death?"

Chen Ye fell silent.

Wang Xing muttered under his breath, "But this is just basic stuff for the Bai family. Their ancestral motto is: any means are acceptable as long as victory is achieved!"

"Therefore, setting fire to cities and flooding dikes are child's play. On one occasion, in order to capture a fortified city as quickly as possible, the Bai family commander ordered his men to throw the corpses of his fallen soldiers into the city using catapults, just to create a plague and make the siege easier!"

"People like that, do you think they're crazy or not?"

Chen Ye felt a chill run down his spine.

This isn't just cruel; it's utterly inhuman.

"Moreover, it is said that the bloodline of the God of Slaughter passed down in the Bai family can make them fearless on the battlefield, but it can also affect their minds, causing them to be mentally abnormal. To put it bluntly, they are a bunch of madmen."

At this point, Wang Xing sighed, "So even though the imperial court knows how powerful they are, they dare not give them important positions because they are too ruthless and never leave themselves any way out. In addition, their family is small, so their reputation is not as good as the Meng family. But everyone knows that you must never mess with the Bai family!"

After listening to Wang Xing's account, Chen Ye looked at the brightly lit central command tent and couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.

No wonder he could sense such a strong murderous aura emanating from this woman named Bai Yuege.

It turns out he's the heir of such a mad family.

But why would a descendant of such a family, feared by the imperial court, come alone to meet the commander-in-chief on the eve of a major battle that would determine the fate of the nation?

What exactly does General Meng Yi want to do?
Just as Chen Ye was puzzled, in the central command tent, Meng Yi looked at Bai Yuege sitting opposite him, couldn't help but frown, and asked in a deep voice.

"Does it really have to be this way?"

(End of this chapter)