Warhammer Fantasy: I Have Total War System

In the blink of an eye, seven troops simultaneously attacked from different directions.

Two Yunmosige riders, one on the left and one on the right, each led a team of elite Yunmosige riders and flew out of the fortress.

The three Haotian Generals, covered in blood, flew in from the directions of the vanguard and the central guard respectively.

They streaked across the sky like a thunderbolt, rushing straight toward the emerging ogre tyrant.

Li Lin's swollen eyes were half-open, and he could only see the flag bearers in the Jade Dragon Cavalry, whose flags were embroidered with General Zhao's insignia.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what had happened.

The entire rear guard army group was a trap.

General Zhao's own troops, apart from the artillery battalion that was ordered to retreat as soon as possible, should consist of the Heavenly Dragon Guards and Yunmosige stationed in front of the fortress gate.

He knew from the beginning that the rear guard group couldn't hold the line; the real tactic was to defend the narrow passage.

By relying on narrow passages to defend corners, the infantry's advantage in close combat can be amplified.

The others outside are merely pawns used to lure the enemy lord into revealing himself!

Two Yunmosige led the Jade Dragon Horse Corps and charged at the two stone horned beasts that were clearing a path for the tyrant.

With a swing of his halberd, several powerful bursts of energy, carrying the might of thunder, slashed toward the head of the stone-horned beast.

The colossal beast, as large as a mountain, trembled and stopped in its tracks. Its exoskeleton crashed to the ground like a mudslide, the deafening roar causing a painful ache in the eardrums.

The giant beast was barely managed to be defeated by Li Lin and his companions after much effort and risking their lives.

In front of a genuine Aurora military officer, he felt like just a normal opponent, not an invincible natural disaster.

The crimson silhouettes of the Jade Dragon Horse cavalry flashed in the air. These winged mounts, with dragon blood, spread their golden wings and darted through the sky like fighter jets, effortlessly dodging the ferocious attacks of the stone horned beasts.

Less than three minutes after engaging the enemy, a stone horned beast crashed down, kicking up a waterfall of dust.

The ogre tyrant roared and led two stone horned beasts to its aid.

He was met with the heavy hammers of three Haotian Generals.

General Zhao personally confronted the tyrant, while the other two generals each dealt with a stone horned beast alone.

The two sides were too far apart to see anything, so Li Lin could only see a few fragmented scenes—General Zhao's heavy hammer clashed with the ogre tyrant's thunderous spiked club, causing the sky and earth to lose their color, and sparks of lightning the size of bowls to fly out, carving huge and ferocious ravines in the sand.

Turn your attention back to the unit cards and attribute bars on the system's large map.

The battle was not as easy as it appeared from afar to Li Lin. Both Yunmosige had only one-third of their health remaining, and the Jade Dragon Cavalry had also lost six cavalrymen without a sound.

All three Haotian Generals faced the enemy with half their health remaining and were completely exhausted.

General Zhao has slightly higher health, but his health is rapidly decreasing during the fierce battle with the Ogre Tyrant.

Once the others had finished dealing with their opponents and surrounded the Tyrant, a military skill icon suddenly popped up in the Tyrant's attribute panel, which was at half health—[Feast of Carnivores].

A blood-red haze enveloped the fierce battlefield. The fallen stone horned beasts shed their fur and dismembered their flesh, which became nutrients and flowed into the body of the ogre tyrant.

Its health bar surged, and in just over ten breaths it recovered to its peak state, with over ten thousand health points, almost more than the combined health points of everyone present in Zhen Dan!

If the fighting continues, even if General Zhao and his men manage to defeat the enemy, they will certainly suffer heavy casualties!

The two sides remained locked in a stalemate for a long time, not like they were actually fighting.

Then, the tyrant actually took the initiative to retreat and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

General Zhao and the others did not stop them, which clearly indicates that they had made some kind of compromise earlier.

"Not bad, no elite units lost." Li Lin's tense nerves relaxed, and he immediately tilted his head, stuck out his tongue, and fainted.

As the Thundertooth Beast ridden by the tyrant disappeared from everyone's sight, the ogre army scattered and fled like sandstorms in the desert, following their lord.

These large, fat men looked bulky, but they were actually incredibly agile, disappearing into the yellow sand in the blink of an eye.

This long and bloody melee has finally come to an end.

-----------------

Li Lin didn't know how long he had been unconscious.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the soft bed of the Sinan carriage, surrounded by familiar, cramped bronze walls. In addition to the fragrance of sandalwood furniture, there was also a faint scent of herbs in the air.

Xing Ganqi was leading several plainclothes, barefoot peasant soldiers, carefully carrying medical supplies to the outer hall of the Dragon Palace, as if afraid of making too much noise and disturbing him.

"What about Su Zhe's female soldiers?"

Li Lin subconsciously checked the system's troop section, then fell into a long silence.

That twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old, sharp-browed, capable and brave artillery battalion commander from Lushun, along with thirty-three other flamethrower operators, has already passed away.

The rest of the men mostly returned to their own units.

A thin layer of mist emanated from the jar of all spirits beside his pillow, enveloping and nourishing Li Lin's ailing body.

The excruciating pain in his bones had subsided considerably, replaced by a dull, heavy ache. He felt like a drowned zombie that had been thrown into an ice cellar, unable to move, and extremely exhausted.

However, compared to losing one's life and having one's soul used as a cup by an evil god, this discomfort is nothing.

Compared to his physical pain, Li Lin felt that the emotions surging inside him were even more unbearable.

His feelings were extremely complex, a state of complete indifference as if playing a game, combined with extreme fear of the brutal war and severe post-war trauma.

He ultimately chose complete indifference, staring at the system panel in front of him, constantly reminding himself that it was all just a game, and the dead were just game characters, nothing to be alarmed about.

"I need to feed the young master his medicine, so stop being naughty!"

Xing Ganqi was talking to someone, and after a series of clinking sounds from the porcelain bowl, he brought a bowl of warm medicinal tea to Li Lin's bedside.

"Young Master, you're awake?"

"Hmm..." Li Lin managed a weak hum.

"Please don't speak, just rest well."

Xing Ganqi's tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

He supported Li Lin under his armpits, his strong arms lifting him up slowly and firmly without aggravating his injuries. Then he fed him the medicinal soup sip by sip. His hands, which had been wielding swords for years, were very steady, and not a single drop of the medicinal tea was spilled.

It felt strange to be served by a grown man, but after drinking the herbal tea, Li Lin found it really delicious.

He had read many articles in the medical field that said that nursing is actually the most suitable profession for men, and now, after experiencing it firsthand, he realized that this was indeed the case.

Just after I finished giving him the medicine, there was a light knock on the open car door.

"Junior Brother Li, I am Shen Du. I have come to pay my respects on the orders of General Zhao and Commander Yu."

Li Lin frowned slightly and gestured with his chin towards Xing Ganqi: "Go."

Xing Ganqi put down the medicinal tea and bowed to accept the order.

Soon after, Shen Du, whose sword had been confiscated, was escorted by Xing Ganqi and two Yu Yong guards into the Sinan carriage.

He was dressed in fine clothes, looked radiant, and exuded an extraordinary air about him.

He glanced at the large carriage, which was of the standard size for a military commander, and stopped seven steps away from the bed. Then he knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a salute.

"Junior brother, you've gone to a lot of trouble!"

Li Lin glanced at him sideways.

The two had almost no interaction. The last time he saw Shen Du was in Gu Ying's tent. At that time, he was sitting upright with sharp eyes and elegant speech, but he never looked at him properly except when they were gossiping.

But at this moment, he suddenly knelt down and bowed, calling him "Junior Brother" repeatedly. The obsequiousness and fawning were palpable.

"General Zhao and Commander Yu request that you proceed to the central command tent as soon as possible," Shen Du said, taking out a small porcelain bottle from his robes and presenting it to his brother. "This is the Jade Marrow Pill left to me by my father. It has the effects of healing bones and tendons and greatly replenishing blood and qi. It is a famous healing pill. Please accept it, junior brother."

Li Lin gave a signal, and one of the Imperial Guards took Shen Du's medicine bottle and handed it over to Xing Ganqi for safekeeping.

Shen Du's lips twitched for a moment, then he quickly recovered.

He was very good at keeping a straight face, and he rarely showed any extra expressions.

"What's the matter? Why the rush? Can't we wait until I'm fully recovered?" Li Lin asked hoarsely, using the last of his strength.

Shen Du took a deep breath and said, "Generals and commanders, we need to reorganize the allied forces' command structure."

"Reward those who have made outstanding military achievements and severely punish deserters who flee the battlefield."