“There’s an ambush!” A team member’s low exclamation was like a muffled thunder, instantly shattering the silence of the night.

The originally quiet grassland seemed to be torn open by a crack, and countless Northern Barbarian soldiers emerged from the darkness. They were like long-lurking predators, approaching quietly with cold murderous intent.

The team members’ nerves were instantly tense, and it seemed that the only sound in their ears was their own rapid heartbeats.

Everyone subconsciously tightened their weapons, their eyes darting around in the darkness, trying to capture the enemy’s movements.

The figures of the Northern Barbarian soldiers were looming in the light of the fire, like ghosts from hell, and the sense of oppression came over them like a tide.

“Break out in a scattered manner, don’t fight to the end!” The deputy general’s voice was low and powerful, like a sharp sword, cutting through the panic in the team members’ hearts.

His eyes were firm and his tone was unquestionable calm.

This order seemed to inject strength into the team members, allowing them to recover from the brief confusion.

“Listen to the deputy general and charge out!” a team member gritted his teeth and whispered.

There was a look of determination in his eyes, as if he had already prepared for the worst.

In fact, they had already prepared for retreat and the worst-case scenario long before.

As planned in advance, everyone quickly split into several groups and rushed in different directions like arrows.

But by this time, the Northern Barbarians had already reacted.

For a moment, the originally silent grassland was instantly broken, and dense northern barbarian soldiers rushed towards them from all directions like a tide.

The ground trembled under their footsteps, and the dust they raised spread in the moonlight, making the whole scene look even more hazy and terrifying.

The shadows of swords and lightsabers intersected in the moonlight, and the sound of metal colliding was as deafening as thunder.

A man with a scimitar in his hand, a ferocious expression and a low roar from his mouth rushed over like a mad beast.

The scimitar shone with a cold light in the moonlight, as if carrying endless murderous intent.

Faced with such an encounter, although everyone was shocked, they were already prepared.

I saw a man with a determined look in his eyes. The dagger in his hand drew a cold light in the firelight and accurately pierced the enemy’s throat.

“puff!”

The blood instantly gushed out like a spring, looking particularly dazzling under the light of the fire.

No matter how ferocious and hideous the northern barbarian was, and how he covered his neck, his eyes gradually became dull, and finally he fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing the enemy fall to the ground, the man’s face was suddenly filled with joy.

This heroic demeanor was also seen by others, and they were all excited.

However, before everyone could be happy for long, several more enemies approached quickly.

One of them might be of the same clan as the person who was killed. The expression on his face was extremely ferocious, even more ferocious than that of the person who fell to the ground.

The ferocious man came breaking through the wind, waving a scimitar.

He turned around suddenly, without any fear in his eyes, and blocked a scimitar with his dagger. Sparks flew as the metal collided.

With his other hand, he quickly drew out the dagger from his waist and stabbed another enemy in the abdomen with lightning speed.

The man fell to the ground, his body twitching continuously.

The deputy general was also engaged in a fierce battle at the same time.

His long sword once again collided with the enemy’s scimitar, and the collision of the blades made a sharp “clang” sound, and sparks flew.

The enemy gritted his teeth and roared, using all his strength to press down the blade, trying to force the deputy general to retreat.

However, the deputy general’s movements were clean and neat, without any unnecessary effort. He turned his feet, pressed the blade forward, and the long sword slid through the enemy’s armor like a poisonous snake, accurately cutting into his throat.

The enemy’s eyes widened, blood gushed out from the wound, and his body fell weakly. However, the deputy general had no time to catch his breath, and his eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

In the darkness, more Northern Barbarian soldiers came like a tide.

Their shouts were deafening, and the blades flashed coldly in the light of the fire.

There was rage and bloodthirstiness burning in the eyes of these soldiers. Their steps were firm and swift, as if they would not stop until the rebels were completely torn apart.

The deputy general took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, and sweat dripping down his forehead.

His breathing was heavy and rapid, but his eyes were still calm and sharp. He knew that at this moment, he could not fall down.

“Clang!” He swung his sword to block the enemy’s attack again. The vibration of the collision of the blades made his arm numb.

However, he did not retreat. Instead, he used this force to take a step forward and swept his sword, forcing the enemy back several steps.

The enemy stumbled back, a look of fear in his eyes.

However, before he could stand firm, the deputy general swung his sword, and the blade flashed like thunder, instantly cutting open his chest.

Blood gushed out and the enemy fell down powerlessly with a muffled sound.

The deputy general breathed heavily and glanced across the battlefield.

He saw the rebels fighting fiercely with the northern barbarian soldiers, and everyone was trying their best.

However, the number of enemies was too great. They were like an endless tide, one wave after another, as if there would never be an end.

“damn it!”

The scene before him made him curse under his breath and grit his teeth.

His eyes gradually became cold and fierce, like a sword drawn from its sheath, revealing a chilling murderous intent.

He knew why these northern barbarian soldiers were so crazy.

Their supply chain was set on fire by the rebels, which meant that their rear would fall into chaos. For these soldiers, guarding the supply chain was their bottom line.

At this moment, their anger and hatred have been completely ignited, and they will not let go of any rebel soldier.

But what is there to be afraid of?
His eyes became more determined, and the flags of the rebels and the people who lost their homes under the iron hoofs of the northern barbarians appeared in his mind. A surge of blood surged in his chest, as if even the cold night wind could not extinguish it.

“Afraid? We, the rebel army, are never afraid!” the deputy general growled in his heart.

His thoughts went back to the day when he joined the Rebellion, which was his only option when he had no other choice.

But now, this is not only his choice, but also his belief.

“Either you become a general and command a army, or you return home wrapped in your horse’s hide!” This was the belief he kept in mind since the first day he joined the army.

He took a deep breath, and his aura gradually changed, becoming fearless and resolute.

His figure appeared taller and taller in the firelight, like an unshakable mountain.

“Brothers, charge!”

His voice was hoarse and powerful, with a shocking force, “Your Highness is still waiting for us! We can’t fall!” His voice was like a war drum, inspiring every rebel soldier.

When the already exhausted team members heard his call, their fighting spirit was rekindled.

They gritted their teeth, brandished their weapons, and fought the enemy more fiercely.

“Kill!” A team member roared and rushed towards the enemy. His dagger slashed across the enemy’s abdomen and blood gushed out.

However, before he could catch his breath, two more enemies pounced on him.

Instead of retreating, he swung his sword with all his strength and forced the enemy back.

He led the charge, rushing to the front. His long sword cut through the firelight, and every swing took a life.

Enemies fell one after another, but he still did not stop.

The brutality of the battle was beyond imagination. The ground was covered with blood and broken weapons, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The deputy general’s movements gradually became slower and the wound on his arm continued to bleed, but his gaze remained cold and his steps remained firm.

“For our homeland, for our compatriots!” the deputy general kept repeating in his heart, and every move he made was filled with endless determination.

The brutality of the battle was beyond imagination. The ground was covered with blood and broken weapons, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The deputy general’s movements gradually became slower and the wound on his arm continued to bleed, but his gaze remained cold and his steps remained firm.

Amid the din of the battle, the deputy general looked around, trying to find a glimmer of hope. However, all around him was an endless grassland, with moonlight shining on the ground, illuminating every inch of the land clearly.

There were no trees, no cover, no escape.

The deputy general’s heart sank suddenly, but he quickly put these thoughts aside.

He knew that despair would only make them more vulnerable, and hope was their only weapon.

His gaze turned to the distance, which was a slightly low-lying area with overgrown weeds and uneven terrain, which might be used as a temporary cover.

More importantly, the other end of the low-lying area leads to a more open area, which is their way to survival.

“Quick, retreat over there!” the deputy general pointed to the low-lying area and shouted loudly.

When the team members heard his order, they gritted their teeth and dragged their tired bodies towards the low-lying area.

The breathing of the rebel squad and the shouting of the pursuers intertwined together, forming the most brutal symphony of the night.

The wind was mixed with the smell of blood. The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, making everyone’s shadow look hideous and lonely.

However, at this moment, a shrill whistle suddenly came from the sky.

The voice seemed like a call from hell, harsh and cold, making people feel chilled.

The deputy general’s face suddenly changed, and he immediately realized what it was – it was the sound of the Northern Barbarian archers collectively shooting arrows!

That kind of sharp whistling sound can only be produced by a dense rain of arrows.

“Get out of the way!” the deputy general shouted hoarsely, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

He looked around, trying to find a place to take cover, but there was almost no cover on this open grassland except for a few patches of weeds in the low-lying areas.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a dense rain of arrows came from the air.

The sound seemed to tear the night sky apart, and the tragic night, which was originally illuminated by the faint moonlight, suddenly turned pitch black.

Countless arrows shot towards them like flowers scattered from heaven, carrying the roar of death, covering the entire low-lying area.

As soon as one of the team members heard the deputy general’s warning, he immediately lay down to avoid the rain of arrows. However, he was still a step too slow, and an arrow pierced through his shoulder.

He groaned and blood gushed out from the wound, but he still gritted his teeth, stood up, and continued to run forward while dragging his injured body.

Another team member was not so lucky. He was hit by two arrows in the back. His body shook violently and blood stained his back red.

His legs went limp and he fell to the ground, but he still used up his last bit of strength to throw the dagger in his hand at the pursuing enemy.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness and determination, and he finally fell down powerlessly.

The deputy general’s eyes swept across the battlefield, and seeing his team members falling one after another, his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and it hurt so much that he could hardly breathe. However, he had no time to be sad, he had to let the remaining people survive.

“Everyone listen up, continue to retreat! Don’t stop!” The deputy general shouted loudly, his voice overwhelmed the whistling rain of arrows, with unquestionable power, “The mission has been accomplished, only life has meaning!”

When the team members heard his order, they gritted their teeth, suppressed the grief in their hearts, and broke out in different directions according to his instructions.

They understood that this was the only way to survive.

The rain of arrows gradually stopped, and the Northern Barbarian archers were apparently re-adjusting their arrows, while the footsteps of the pursuers were getting closer and closer.

The deputy general’s eyes were grim. He knew that they had to completely shake off the pursuers before the next wave of arrow rain arrived, otherwise everyone would die.

“Quick, retreat to the open area!” The deputy general waved his long sword and rushed to the other end of the low-lying area.

His figure looked extremely lonely and brave in the moonlight, like an unshakable mountain.

The remaining team members followed closely behind. Their steps were staggering and their bodies were already exhausted, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered.

There was a flame of hope burning in their eyes, which was a desire for life and a response to the sacrifice of their comrades.

One of the team members was shot in the leg by an arrow, and blood was dripping from the wound onto the ground. He could barely stand, but he still tried his best to drag his body forward and crawl.

His eyes were filled with resentment and anger, as if he was making a silent protest against this cruel night.

The deputy general turned around and saw him, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He did not stop because he knew that any stop might result in more casualties.

He gritted his teeth, swung his sword to chop away the enemies in front of him, and shouted loudly: “Keep moving forward, don’t look back!”

When the lieutenant led the rest of the team out of the low-lying area and stood in an open area, he finally stopped. He looked back and saw that the figures of the pursuers were still looming in the darkness, but they had successfully shaken off most of the enemies.

The moonlight shone on them, illuminating their tired and bloodstained faces.

The deputy general glanced at the remaining team members. Their number was less than half, but there was a hint of determination in everyone’s eyes.

“We survived.” The deputy general whispered, with a hint of relief in his tone, but more of heaviness.

He raised his head and looked at the grassland in the distance, as if paying tribute to his fallen comrades.

His hand tightly grasped the long sword, and his eyes were cold and fierce: “For their sacrifice, we must not stop.”

The wind was howling, as if playing a tragic war song for them.

The night on the grassland was still cold. The moonlight shone on them, making their shadows look hideous and lonely.

The deputy general turned his gaze to the front, which was the direction leading to the rebel camp.

A surge of blood surged in his chest, as if even the cold night wind could not extinguish it. (End of this chapter)