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The two men at the front fell from their horses as soon as the arrows were fired. The third man barely managed to turn to the side, and an arrow grazed his shoulder armor, sending sparks flying. He was so frightened that he instinctively reined in his horse.

In that brief moment of delay, more pursuers emerged from around the corner. There were about a dozen riders. They were both shocked and furious to see their fallen comrade and Lin Feng blocking their path alone. They all drew their bows and fired arrows!

Lin Feng had already spurred his horse toward a protruding boulder to the side, and the arrows clattered and stuck into the rock.

Using the boulder as cover, he drew his bow again, and every arrow struck its mark, each one precisely hitting a pursuer's vital point, whether man or horse.

His movements were as fast as a ghost; he shot, dodged, moved, and shot again, his movements fluid and graceful, as if he were not fighting a life-or-death battle, but rather conducting a ruthless hunt.

The Black Wolf Guards' arrows failed to lock onto his elusive figure. Instead, one after another, people fell from their horses, screams, neighing, and roars filled the air. For a moment, the narrow ravine was blocked by him and a few rocks!

"Scatter! Dismount! Climb over the cliffs on both sides! Go around and kill him from behind!" a Black Wolf Guard leader roared angrily.

The pursuers dismounted and attempted to climb the steep ravine.

Seeing this, Lin Feng stopped fighting. He mounted his horse, seized the opportunity, and suddenly charged out from behind the boulder. The black horse galloped forward like lightning along the ravine!

After rushing out of Yingchou Ravine in one breath, a wide-open hilly valley covered with thick snow suddenly opened up before my eyes.

Not far ahead, a low, abandoned beacon tower built of loess and stones stands on the snowfield like a silent giant.

Atop the beacon tower, wisps of smoke were already rising – Old Ghost and his men had lit the beacon! Further away, on the horizon, a straight, even thicker column of black smoke was shooting into the sky! It was the beacon smoke from the direction of Ironwall City, responding to the beacon fire!

The backup has arrived! The city is aware!

With a firm resolve, Lin Feng spurred his horse toward the beacon tower.

Urna and the others had arrived earlier and were setting up defenses under the beacon tower. Although the beacon tower was old, its walls were thick and it had only one small entrance, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Lin Feng, Wu Erna, Lao Gui, Liu San, and other able-bodied men quickly occupied the firing ports and crenellations on each level of the beacon tower.

Just as everything was set up, the pursuers arrived from the direction of Eagle Sorrow Gorge!

About thirty Black Wolf Guards and more than ten Shadow Wolves dressed in black spread out in a fan shape and surrounded the beacon tower.

The leader, an exceptionally tall and robust man riding a remarkably swift white horse, was none other than Toghtog Bukha, a fierce general under Burte! He had actually come after them in person!

Tuotuo Buhua stared at the wisps of smoke rising from the beacon tower and the plumes of smoke echoing from the direction of the city, his face ashen. He knew time was running out. Once the Iron Wall City reinforcements arrived, the cooked duck would fly away.

"Archers! Hold down the crenellations! Infantry! Bumper batters! Break down the gate!"

Tuotuo Buhua brandished his sword and roared, "Listen up, you inside! Hand over Princess Ulolan and that treacherous guard, and I'll spare your lives! Otherwise, after we break down the gate, leave no one alive!"

His answer came from a precise arrow fired from the upper level of the beacon tower, which nearly pierced the tassel of his helmet! It was Lin Feng!

Tuotuo Buhua broke out in a cold sweat and flew into a rage: "Fire arrows! Break down the door!"

Arrows rained down on the beacon towers, striking the earthen and stone walls with a crackling sound.

However, the beacon tower walls were thick, and the firing ports were narrow, making it difficult for arrows to inflict effective damage on the inside. On the contrary, the stray arrows that were occasionally fired from the firing ports were cunning and ruthless, successively felling five or six Black Wolf Guards who tried to approach.

Seven or eight Black Wolf Guards, carrying a thick tree trunk cut from a nearby dead forest, howled as they charged toward the small wooden door of the beacon tower.

"Boom!" The tree trunk slammed heavily against the door, causing the wooden door to shake violently and dust to fall.

"Again!"

"boom!"

The second time, the bolt groaned under the strain, and cracks appeared in the door panel.

On the upper level, Lin Feng, Wu Erna, Lao Gui, and others fired arrows in rapid succession, but there were too many pursuers and the arrows were limited.

"Guards, we're running low on arrows!" Liu San said urgently.

Lin Feng glanced at the few remaining quiver quiver quivers, then looked down at the Black Wolf Guards below, who were charging forward again, howling as they hoisted their battering rams.

He put down his bow, drew the stolen Black Wolf Guard scimitar from his waist, its blade reflecting the snow and exuding a chilling aura.

"Prepare for close combat. Guard the stairwell," he said calmly to Urna. "Your left arm is injured; guard the princess's floor."

Urna wanted to say something, but when she met his unquestionable gaze, she swallowed her words, nodded heavily, and walked downstairs with her knife in hand.

"Boom—Crack!" With the third impact, the already rotten wooden door finally shattered! Wood chips flew everywhere!

"Charge in!" Tuotuo Buhua roared with wild joy.

The Black Wolf Guards and the Shadow Wolves surged in through the broken doorway like a tide!

The narrow doorway instantly became a bloodbath! Lin Feng, Lao Gui, Liu San, and others guarded the upper stairwell, their curved swords, short spears, and daggers forming a death line, engaging in a fierce hand-to-hand battle with the surging enemies! The air was filled with the glint of blades, the flying of flesh and blood, and the mingling of roars and screams!

Lin Feng's scimitar transformed into a deadly beam of light, each strike concise, efficient, and lethal, devoid of any unnecessary flourishes, displaying only the purest killing technique. He stood like a rock at the top of the stairs, unyielding no matter how the enemy charged.

Old Ghost and Liu San, along with others, protected his flanks, displaying equally fierce courage. However, the enemy was simply too numerous; as soon as one wave was killed, another surged forward, leaving corpses piled up on the narrow staircase and blood flowing like a river.

The situation is extremely precarious!

At this critical moment!

"Waaaaah—waaaah—!"

The deep, resonant sound of the horn, like rolling thunder, came from the horizon!

Immediately following, the earth trembled slightly—the sound of countless hooves striking the frozen ground! Approaching from afar, it was like muffled thunder rolling across the snowfield!

Reinforcements! The reinforcements from Ironwall City have arrived!

Tuotuo Buhua turned around in horror, only to see a black torrent sweeping in with overwhelming force from the edge of the snowfield to the northeast!

A scarlet banner, bearing a large "Zhao" character, fluttered wildly in the wind and snow! Beneath the banner stood a general in golden armor and a red robe, wielding a long spear. This was none other than Xu Tiande, the commander of the Shuofeng reinforcements and a fierce general under Zhao Polu!

Behind him were hundreds of armored cavalrymen, their hooves pounding the ice and snow, their killing intent soaring to the heavens!

"It's the Yan army! Reinforcements from Iron Wall City! Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Tuotuo Buhua was terrified and no longer cared about the beacon fires. He turned his horse around and roared.

However, it was too late. Xu Tiande's cavalry, like an iron torrent, instantly shattered the Black Wolf Guard's already scattered formation due to the siege.

Arrows rained down, sabers flew like a forest, and a one-sided massacre unfolded on the snowy plains. The Black Wolf Guards and the Shadow Wolves cried out in despair and fled in all directions, but how could they outrun the well-rested and prepared Yan army cavalry?

Tuotuo Buhua was speared off his horse by Xu Tiande and beheaded. The remaining Di Rong scattered and fled into the mountains and forests. The iron cavalry pursued them for several miles, achieving considerable success, and then withdrew their troops without further pursuit.

Beneath the beacon towers, the stench of blood mingled with the smell of smoke.

Xu Tiande dismounted and strode to the gate of the beacon tower, where he saw Lin Feng standing with his sword in hand, covered in blood, but his back straight as a spear, calmly looking at him.

"Brother Lin!" Xu Tiande's voice was loud and clear.

"You're finally back! Commander Zhao received the letter you wrote before you set off and ordered me to travel day and night from the north wind. I arrived this morning and hadn't even entered the city when I saw the smoke signals, so I came ahead of the others!"