lcionline Chapter 256 Death
Chapter 256 Death
This battle concerns the fate of Dongyang, as well as Yuan Feng's life and the future of the Nan family. Although Yuan Feng did not personally go to the battlefield, he paid close attention to it and was very clear about the progress of the battle.
Dongyang and Beirou have been fighting at the foot of the Qilian Mountains for over a month without any breakthrough. Nanfei didn't show anything in front of Yuan Feng, but she knew Nanfei was very anxious.
This final all-out battle, a fight to the death, was the consensus that had been building in the hearts of the soldiers for so long: the war could not be delayed any longer!
Nanfei had once told her that a commander doesn't always have to lead from the front. But ever since she was injured, whenever Nanfei wore her armor, he was always at the forefront of the charge, just like she used to be.
Everyone says Yuan Feng is reserved and sensitive, while Nan Fei is unrestrained and unconventional. Perhaps only Yuan Feng truly knows how considerate Nan Fei really is.
Therefore, how could she sit idly by and watch Nanfei face danger? Fortunately, Nanfei was not on guard against her, which allowed her to succeed so easily.
According to Nanfei's plan, the main force of the Northern Wolves would be tied down in a direct confrontation, while the left, right, and rear flanks would launch a surprise attack in the afternoon. This inevitably led to chaos on the main battlefield, with everyone seemingly blinded by rage.
Yuan Feng faced Yu Zheng, the second prince of Beirou. As a young prince who usually took the initiative to guard the northwest frontier under the suppression of the crown prince, he was not only deeply loved by the soldiers, but also highly skilled in martial arts.
At the beginning of the war, the Crown Prince of Beirou harbored wishful thinking and prevented the King of Beirou from allowing Yu Que to return to the rescue. After Prince Ming surrendered to Dongyang, the capital was occupied, and Dongyang pressed its advantage, advancing with unstoppable momentum, leaving no chance to reverse the situation.
At the foot of the Qilian Mountains, Yu Zheng, relying on his familiarity with the terrain and years of experience, and with the Emperor and Crown Prince now completely depending on him and no longer issuing reckless orders, was able to concentrate all his efforts on fighting Dongyang, which slightly improved the situation.
Yu Zheng had met Nan Fei before, but they had never faced each other directly. Nan Fei always used his highly skilled soldiers and personal guards as cover, and rarely engaged in direct combat.
Yu Zheng despised generals like Nan Fei from the bottom of his heart, so when he saw Nan Fei take the initiative to attack him, he was naturally overjoyed. Defeating the enemy general on the battlefield would greatly boost the morale of his troops.
In fights, the tough are always afraid of the reckless, and the reckless are afraid of the fearless. The Dongyang commander's reckless fighting style today truly shocked Yu Zheng.
It took Yu a moment to realize that today's commander was not Nan Fei, but the legendary female general of Dongyang, Yuan Feng. Yuan Feng had been absent for a long time, and rumors spread throughout the countries that she had been stripped of her military power. It turned out that Yuan Feng was meant to be the grand finale.
Just how powerful was the legendary, unstoppable female general? Whether it was the needs of war or the instinctive competitive spirit of comrades, when the two faced each other, the thought of "I want to win" arose in both of them.
Yuan Feng appeared to be advancing bravely, but the Dongyang army was gradually retreating. When Yu Zheng sensed something was wrong, he was entangled by Yuan Feng and unable to retreat.
Just then, the sound of war drums came from all directions, and a shrill scream came from behind Yu Zheng: "Your Highness, they've launched a sneak attack and surrounded the central command tent... Quickly save the Emperor and the Crown Prince..."
Yu Zheng understood immediately. In desperation, he unleashed his power, wielding his longsword and slashing directly at Yuan Feng. The hundred-pound sword carried the force of a thousand pounds. Yuan Feng, of course, could not dodge. His spear was cleaved in two, and as the longsword was about to fall on his head, Yuan Feng could even feel the wind from it.
If there's no way to avoid it, there's no need to hide; Yuan Feng is not afraid. Dying on the battlefield is her best end. For her, for Nan Fei, and for Dong Yang, it's all the best.
The soldiers on both sides, unable to break through and offer any help, seemed to slow down their movements, and some even cried out in surprise.
In a flash, something wrapped around the Mo Dao (陌刀), then a figure flashed by and pulled the Mo Dao away; it was Nan Fei and his soft sword. Yu Zheng let the gates open wide, then slammed the Mo Dao heavily into the ground, instantly creating a large crater.
Yuan Feng slightly moved his toes, kicking up half of the spear, which thrust straight at Yu Zheng's face. Yu Zheng, in turn, drew his short sword and flew it towards Yuan Feng. At this moment, the two were fighting for their lives, neither of them having any thought of dodging.
Half of the spear pierced Yu Zheng's head. An incredibly sharp short sword pierced through the armor and went straight into Yuan Feng's chest. Yuan Feng felt no pain; she rushed to Nan Fei and helped him up: "How are you?"
Nanfei channeled all his strength into his Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword), and he slammed into the ground along with it. His protective soft armor could defend against weapons, but it couldn't withstand such a powerful impact.
Nanfei forced a smile, about to reply that he was alright, when blood gushed out the moment he opened his mouth. The blood mist blurred Yuan Feng's face, and also blurred Nanfei's consciousness.
"Southward... Southward... Southward..."
The sound came from near and far, hazy and indistinct, as if from a distant past. Long, long ago, a girl often called out to him: Nanfei, Nanfei, Nanfei…
There seemed to be something round in the sky—was it the moon? Nanfei reached out as if to pluck it from the sky. He vaguely remembered someone once telling him: "The moon rises over the sea…we share this moment though we are far apart…"
"Nanfei...don't sleep...please...please..."
Who is it? Who is calling him, and who is begging him, and what is it begging him for?
The moon vanished instantly, and it began to rain, large raindrops falling on his face. Nanfei closed his eyes, letting himself sink into darkness.
Yuan Feng held Nan Fei's head and grasped his hand, tears streaming down her face, her voice hoarse: "Nan Fei, please, please..."
Please don't die...
If I am fortunate enough to survive this war, I will resign as general. If you wish to become an official, I will stay at home like a sister-in-law, seeing you off in the morning and welcoming you home in the evening; if you do not wish to become an official, we will go to Chongming Island and live a life of husband and wife.
If I die, it doesn't matter. You still have a bright future ahead of you, and you still have Duoyi. You wouldn't burn down the Yuan mansion for no reason; such a grand undertaking must be to protect Duoyi.
Southward flight, whatever the outcome, I have no regrets. So, please, don't die...
Yuan Feng had imagined countless possible endings, but she never expected it to be like this. The boy who once braved the desert alone to save her and Nan Hua had, years later, once again sacrificed his life to save her.
Why save her? She was clearly prepared to die!
"General, be careful!" Ouyang Jin's voice rang out.
Without a second thought, Yuan Feng drew the short sword from her chest, turned around to face her enemy, and decapitated the attacker.
Yuan Feng picked up the broken spear, wielding it in one hand and a sword in the other, neither dodging nor defending, cutting his way forward. Human lives were worthless, and nothing grew where he went.
With Yu Zheng dead, the Northern Rou forces were doomed. The Northern Rou soldiers were surrounded on all sides and fled in panic like headless flies.
Ouyang Jin shouted, "Call the army doctor and stop the general!"
No one dared to stop him. Ouyang Jin stood in front of Yuan Feng, watching the blood gushing from her chest: "General, General, I am Ouyang..."
Yuan Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't hear anything. At this moment, he was unstoppable, and Yuan Feng charged towards Ouyang Jin with his spear.