Mythical Three Kingdoms

”Prepare to die, Yan Yan!” Jiangh Qin roared, thrusting his sword toward Yan Yan.

”Such trivial tactics to break my army!” Yan Yan shouted back. A flash of golden radiance swept by, and the previously routed soldiers seemed suddenly infused with the will to fight, stabilizing their formation. Yan Yan immediately mustered his remaining strength to charge at Jiangh Qin.

”Just as I thought. Yan Yan’s army will not break apart. Even under conditions of ambush, fire attacks, and encirclement on all sides, they maintain their minimum combat capability,” Pang Tong observed, standing atop the highest cliff, licking his lips.

The battle between Yan Yan and Jiangh Qin was almost a perfect stalemate—attack and counterattack in an endless exchange. Meanwhile, Yan Yan’s troops gradually adapted to the chaotic assault from all directions, slowly recovering their combat power and reestablishing their formation.

”Bofu, it’s up to you!” Pang Tong said to Sunx Ce, whose eyes seemed ready to ignite flames.

”Soldiers, heed my command! We will win this battle! Charge!” Sunx Ce mounted his horse with a loud shout, leading his remaining two thousand soldiers forward with determination.

At that moment, Sunx Ce’s eyes burned with fiery intensity. His Inner Qi condensed into an almost tangible armor around his body, with countless streams of golden light continuously permeating outward.

Sunx Ce’s aura grew stronger and stronger, reaching its peak at the moment he charged down the mountain and into the valley. With one thrust of his spear, flames poured forth in torrents, clearing out a vast portion of Yizhou troops amidst a cloud of Qi.

”Break before me!” He drove his Great Spear toward Yan Yan with all his Essence, Qi, and Spirit combined at its peak. Yan Yan struggled to block the strike but was sent flying dozens of meters, landing heavily on the ground and coughing up blood.

”Do you think you can stop the path of Sunx Bofu? Break!” Sunx Ce roared, sending out another burst of golden radiance that enveloped his soldiers.

Witnessing Sunx Ce’s overwhelming spear strike that launched Yan Yan away, followed by his unleashing of his Legion Talent, the Yizhou troops fell into despair—a profound, unmatched hopelessness. Their previous resolve to counterattack was shattered, replaced by hesitation and fear.

”Kill!” Sunx Ce, caring little about understanding his Legion Talent, felt his internal fury vented completely with that single spear strike. As the golden light swept across his enemies, he felt an immense relief, wielding his Great Spear as he charged toward Yan Yan’s direction.

”Retreat!” Yan Yan shouted in fright. Sunx Ce’s strength had surged to new heights with that one spear, far beyond what Yan Yan could handle.

Sunx Ce led his army in relentless pursuit, breaking through and slaughtering enemies left and right. Wherever his forces passed, the Yizhou army scattered in disarray. Yan Yan’s seemingly indestructible Legion Talent was rendered utterly ineffective under the crushing might of Sunx Ce’s Legion Talent.

”Today, I will capture you alive!” Sunx Ce yelled, leaping forward. He felt as though he now possessed the power to soar like Lyu Bu had in the past—a feat he had once envied, but now he felt it within his grasp.

”Get down here!” Zheng Du had realized the moment his army collapsed that he had fallen victim to a trap set by the strategist Pang Tong. But defeat was defeat, and he even guessed what this enormous pitfall Pang Tong had laid was meant for.

[His target is Yizhou—he intends to swallow Yizhou whole. If General Yan falls and is captured, Jiangzhou and Ba Commandery won’t have time to react. The steep defenses of Sichuan and Shu will be obliterated!] Zheng Du’s thoughts raced, and his loyalty to Liu Zhang drove him to charge desperately toward Yan Yan.

Sunx Ce reached Yan Yan first, though Zheng Du was only a dozen steps away from them. Seeing Sunx Ce thrust his spear toward Yan Yan, Zheng Du held nothing back, releasing all of his Spiritual Capacity in a furious outburst.

”Ah!” Before Sunx Ce could be injured, Zheng Du was already coughing up blood, his lips smeared red, but he continued to glare at Sunx Ce without wavering.

Unleashing one’s Spiritual Capacity—a desperate, last resort for top strategists. It was a move that could only be used once and was usually effective for taking down a single opponent. However, Zheng Du clearly lacked the precision that Li Ru had once displayed; he had harmed himself before even injuring anyone.

”General Yan, retreat quickly,” Zheng Du shouted, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on Sunx Ce.

”Zizhongg, what are you doing?!” Yan Yan propped himself up with his Long Spear, while Sunx Ce also looked at Zheng Du with a face full of wariness.

”Retreat swiftly—I can’t hold on for long,” Zheng Du responded coldly. ”We were calculated against from the very beginning. General Sunx, you have an exceptionally talented strategist. We were plotted against right from the start!”

Sunx Ce didn’t respond, merely staring at Zheng Du. The feeling of being restrained like this made him very uncomfortable, yet he lacked the assurance to evade. Spiritual shocks couldn’t be dodged by speed, so he could only glare coldly at Zheng Du without offering any reply.

Yan Yan gritted his teeth, realizing Zheng Du intended to sacrifice himself to secure a chance for Yan Yan’s escape. Without hesitation, Yan Yan turned and fought his way in another direction, trying to gather routed soldiers and flee while no one pursued.

”Why doesn’t General Sunx let that strategist of yours show himself?” Zheng Du snarled toward Sunx Ce’s direction with a cold smile. He knew his Spiritual Capacity could likely knock Sunx Ce unconscious for a month but wouldn’t kill him, given the strength Sunx Ce had displayed earlier—unless Zheng Du could get within five steps of him.

”You want to see me?” Pang Tong leaned forward, looking at Zheng Du fearlessly, stepping right into Zheng Du’s five-step range. Jiangh Qin had already cleared out nearby threats.

”Bold move!” Zheng Du looked at Pang Tong’s ugly appearance and remarked, ”Though you’re quite ugly, your intellect shines through undeniably.”

”Your praise is unnecessary,” Pang Tong replied indifferently, brushing his sleeve casually. ”Even if Yan Yan escapes, it will mean nothing. Our army’s conquest of Jiangzhou is already inevitable.”

Zheng Du showed a hint of surprise; Pang Tong’s voice sounded noticeably youthful. However, these details were unimportant—what mattered now was that Sunx Ce was about to lose an arm!

”Die with me!” Zheng Du roared.

”Too much anger isn’t good for your health. You should rest now!” Pang Tong unleashed his vastly superior Spiritual Capacity, effortlessly countering Zheng Du’s spiritual attack. He then struck Zheng Du with a brick, knocking him to the ground.

”Whew, done. I told you not to approach a top strategist too closely. Even for me, head-to-head proximity would be deadly. If you got within five steps, you’d definitely be killed,” Pang Tong said, slightly dizzy.

Zheng Du’s Spiritual Capacity, though considerable, paled in comparison to Pang Tong, who had once strategized alongside Zhou Yu and waged mental wars against Chen Xi. A mere village tactician couldn’t hope to challenge Pang Tong’s caliber.

”Are you alright?” Sunx Ce asked with some concern.

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