Feng Xiyan’s eyes lit up when he saw Xue Ruhong. He raised his hand to stop Xue Ruhong from bowing and quickly asked, "General Xue, where are the weapons?"
Just then, Tan Pengtai and Zhan Qi brought a metal box and placed it in front of him. Zhan Qi opened the lid, revealing gleaming arrows inside.
The sharp arrowheads glowed faintly with a cold blue light, made from an unknown material.
Feng Xiyan picked up one of the arrows and lightly ran his index finger across the tip. When a thin line of blood appeared, his eyes widened in surprise.
"This arrow is incredibly sharp. Strong, yet lightweight."
After inspecting it, he drew his sword and slashed at the arrow shaft.
The moment the bronze sword hit the arrow shaft, the sword’s body suddenly shattered and broke into pieces.
Seeing this, Zhan Qi exclaimed in shock, "Great General—your sword!"
Feng Xiyan looked at the broken blade in his hand, then at the unscathed arrow shaft. His hands trembled with excitement as he said, "We can win... We can win!"
Clutching the arrow tightly, he ordered, "Distribute these to the archers!"
The soldiers responded quickly, "Yes, Great General!"
As they began distributing the arrows, Feng Xiyan said, "Show me the rest."
Leaving Xue Ruhong to command the archers on the wall, Feng Xiyan followed Zhan Qi and Tan Pengtai down to inspect the other weapons.
When the soldiers saw them return, they hurriedly opened the metal boxes.
The moment Feng Xiyan saw the swords, armors, crossbows, and bows, he ordered, "Distribute the bows and crossbows to the archers. Grab your weapons, put on the armor, and follow me into battle!"
Hearing their great general was leading the charge, the soldiers were thrilled and eagerly grabbed swords and put on their armor.
Feng Xiyan took up a sword, put on the shiny armor, and then whistled. The sound echoed across the area, and soon, his war horse galloped over.
Mounting swiftly, he drew his sword and shouted, "Brothers, follow me to kill the enemies!"
Tan Pengtai, Zhan Qi, and the rest of the soldiers raised their swords and echoed the cry, "Kill the enemies! Kill the enemies!"
Seeing that everyone was ready, Feng Xiyan then ordered, "Open the city gate!"
At his command, the soldiers blocking the city gate quickly removed the six massive wooden planks securing it. As soon as the last one was removed, the Yuezhi Tribe soldiers outside noticed.
"The city gate is open! Charge!" one of them shouted.
At once, the Yuezhi Tribe soldiers surged forward, pushing the still-closed city gate with all their might.
On the other side, the Feng Army soldiers had retreated and formed a tight barricade twenty meters behind the city gate, their spears pointed at the gate and their eyes filled with determination to win.
As the first Yuezhi soldier burst through the city gate, Feng Xiyan commanded, "Charge!"
Instantly, the two armies clashed.
Holding the sword given by Bai Hanyun, Feng Xiyan easily beheaded a Yuezhi Tribe soldier. Wherever he went, heads fell, dyeing the ground red with blood.
With fewer than 200 soldiers, Feng Xiyan, Tan Pengtai, and Zhan Qi pushed the Yuezhi Tribe soldiers out of the city, leaving scattered bodies and blood trailing behind.
In just a few minutes, hundreds of Yuezhi soldiers had fallen under their swords.
The Yuezhi soldiers were forced to retreat again and again, and all their attacks ended up in failure. No matter how hard they stabbed the Feng Army soldiers, their weapons could not leave any scratches on the Feng Army soldiers’ shining armors.
Seeing Feng Xiyan and his subordinates pushed forward as they were covered in blood with cold murderous intent surging out from their bodies, the Yuezhi soldiers felt chills run down their spines.
Trembling with fear, one of them dropped his weapon. Staring at Feng Xiyan and the Feng Army soldiers in horror, he shouted, "We can’t win... We can’t win! Our weapons are useless! They can’t be killed!"
As his words echoed across the battlefield, more and more Yuezhi Tribe soldiers lost their courage and will to fight. As their instinct to survive kicked in, they threw down their weapons and fled the battlefield without hesitation.
"I don’t want to die!"
"Run! We can’t fight them!"
With a few soldiers fleeing first, more and more followed suit.
Watching this scene from afar, Kai Mu was enraged. He grabbed the bow hanging beside his saddle, drew the string, and aimed at one of the deserters.
As soon as the arrow left the string, it headed towards a deserter.
The arrow pierced the soldier’s back, straight through the heart, killing him instantly.
Lowering his bow, Kai Mu glared at his troops and roared, "Whoever dares to run away—kill without mercy!"
His words made the soldiers hesitate. They stood still, looking at one another in uncertainty.
However, before they could decide to fight or to run, Feng Xiyan and his troops charged at them and slaughtered them without mercy.
Every time the Feng Army soldiers swung their swords, they reaped the lives of the Yuezhi tribe soldiers.
On top of the city wall, Xue Ruhong noticed that the tide of the battle had shifted. With Feng Xiyan leading the charge below, the pressure on the city wall had eased significantly.
Seizing this opportunity, Xue Ruhong asked the archer team captains, "Have the bows, shortbows, and arrows been distributed to the soldiers?"
The captains nodded. "Yes."
Receiving his confirmation, Xue Ruhong’s eyes flickered as he commanded, "Archers, get ready!"
At his command, the first archer team equipped with longbows loaded their arrows and aimed at the enemies below.
Xue Ruhong waited patiently until Feng Xiyan and his men pulled away from the enemy line. Then he shouted, "Release the arrows!"
At once, hundreds of arrows rained down on the Yuezhi Tribe soldiers.
Seeing this, Kai Mu laughed and said, "Still using the same old tactic? Looks like they didn’t get any reinforcements. Just a desperate last struggle!"