strictlysupreme Chapter 183 Snowstorm Obstacles
Chapter 183 Snowstorm Obstacles
As winter quietly descends, Jiaxian County, located on the border between Gu Xuanchao and Lingguo, is covered with a thick layer of white snow, resembling a silver-clad fairyland.
But behind this tranquil beauty lies a hidden crisis.
Jiaxian County, once a prosperous town, is now occupied by Wu Bailie, a general of the Gu Xuan Dynasty.
The original civilians either fled or died, and those who remain in the city are now all soldiers of the Gu Xuan Dynasty.
The heavy snow continued to fall, seemingly threatening to engulf the entire town of Chiayi in endless white.
The shortage of food and fodder in Jiaxian County has become a persistent worry for Wu Bailie and his generals.
The supplies were delayed for more than half a month, and the soldiers' morale was gradually declining.
Inside the main hall of the city government, the candlelight flickered, illuminating Wu Bailie's tightly furrowed brows and the anxious faces of the generals.
They all sat together, discussing their next plans.
"How many more days can our supplies last?" Wu Bailie's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying an unquestionable authority.
Upon hearing this, the grain official hurriedly stood up from his seat and respectfully replied, "Your Highness, we still have enough grain for five days. If we only eat two meals a day, we can probably last for another eight days."
Upon hearing this, Wu Bailie's gaze sharpened as he scanned each of the generals present.
His heart was also filled with anxiety and helplessness.
He knew that in the attack on the Ling Kingdom, supplies were the key to victory.
However, the heavy snow blocked the roads, and the supplies were delayed, which made him extremely anxious.
Seeing this, the strategist coughed lightly and said slowly, "Your Highness, judging from the current state of this heavy snow, it seems unlikely to stop anytime soon."
If we continue to wait like this, I fear our supplies will run out and morale will plummet. At that point, attacking the Spirit Kingdom will become even more difficult.
The strategist's words struck Wu Bailie's heart like a heavy hammer.
He knew that the strategist's words were true, but faced with such a dilemma, what choice should he make?
After a moment of silence, Wu Bailie finally spoke.
"Give the order that everyone eats their fill tonight. Tomorrow, no matter what the situation, attack the Ling Kingdom."
We can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, our only option will be to retreat.
The generals were all taken aback upon hearing this.
But they knew Wu Bailie's temperament well and understood the current situation.
So everyone present nodded in agreement.
Meanwhile, in a small town dozens of miles away from Jiaxian County, Daya and Xiaoyue were busy treating the old general.
The old general had made outstanding contributions to the Ling Kingdom.
But time waits for no man, and coupled with the pain of battlefield injuries, his body gradually weakened.
After the last battle, Ling Kingdom's vitality was found to be weakened by Xiaoyue and Daya.
After a month of practicing the medical techniques in the Linglong Divine Skill, Daya and Xiaoyue, through their discussions, finally devised this treatment plan.
Inside the room of the city government, Da Ya pulled out the last silver needle and said softly, "General, tonight's last treatment will cure your illness."
However, from now on, you must take good care of your health and never go to the battlefield again.
Upon hearing this, the old general smiled a long-lost smile: "I thank you both very much."
He knew his life was in danger, and he only started treatment after he had promised the two of them.
So he nodded solemnly and said, "I will keep my promise to you."
"I will keep this body and return to King Ling and his wife with the glory of victory."
Daya laughed when she heard the old general say that.
"Okay, but you promised us you wouldn't go to the battlefield again."
Xiaoyue then spoke up, "Then, General, please rest well. We'll be leaving now. It's cold outside, so please stay in your room."
After packing their things, the two pushed open the door and went out.
The old general's two sons, Yue Zhiyang and Yue Zhifei, were standing outside the door.
When they saw Daya and Xiaoyue come out, they hurriedly went to greet them.
Yue Zhiyang asked with concern, "Da Ya, Xiao Yue, is my father alright?"
Daya smiled and replied, "Uncle Yue, as long as the old general doesn't go to the battlefield, he'll be fine. However, you should still take good care of him and not let him suffer any more."
Yue Zhiyang was moved to tears: "Thank you, thank you both so much. You are truly great benefactors to our Yue family."
Upon hearing this, Daya and Xiaoyue smiled sheepishly.
"Uncle Yue, there's no need to be so polite. We'll be going now. You two should go in and keep the old general company."
Then, carrying their things, they walked and talked, gradually disappearing from the sight of Yue Zhiyang and his brother.
Time flies, and a night has passed.
The snow tonight is heavier and more plentiful than during the day.
The entire town of Chiayi was covered in thick snow, turning it into a white castle.
But within this white castle lurks endless danger.
The next morning, the ground in Chiayi County was covered with a blanket of white snow.
Like feathers fluttering in the sky, they covered the entire earth, turning everything into a pure white.
Beneath this tranquil and beautiful snowscape lurks a surging murderous intent.
Clad in heavy armor, Wu Bailie rode a tall warhorse, his eyes blazing as he stared straight ahead. They were fully prepared to attack the Ling Kingdom.
Behind him was a densely packed army of Gu Xuanchao, who braved the bitter cold and trudged through the snow, resolutely advancing forward.
"Soldiers, for our glory, for the splendor of the Gu Xuan Dynasty, attack!"
With this order given, Gu Xuanchao's soldiers surged out of Jiaxian City like a tide, heading towards the Ling Kingdom.
Wu Bailie's voice echoed in the cold wind, inspiring the soldiers like a bugle call.
The army surged in like a tide, casting a chilling aura over the white expanse of land.
In this brutal battle, how many people will survive?
How many more families will be torn apart because of this? All of this seems to be shrouded in mist by the heavy snow…
On the city wall of Ling Kingdom, General Zheng Xining, who was guarding the city, was stunned as he looked at the large army surging in from afar.
He had never seen such a crazy siege. It was difficult to even walk in the heavy snow, let alone attack a city.
"Has Gu Xuanchao gone mad?" General Zheng Xining, who was guarding the city, couldn't help but curse.
He couldn't understand Wu Bailie's decision, and he couldn't imagine how much fighting power Gu Xuanchao's soldiers could maintain under such harsh conditions.
Despite the criticism, Zheng Xining did not lower his guard.
He quickly calmed down and turned to his deputy, ordering, "Sound the war drums immediately, then quickly inform the old general that Gu Xuanchao is attacking!"
After receiving the order, the deputy general turned and quickly left.
Before long, several war drums on the city wall sounded in unison, their deafening roar echoing through the sky.
Everyone in the small town heard it clearly; they knew that another great battle was about to begin.
The lieutenant ran all the way to the city government.
At that moment, General Yue Zhenfeng stepped out of the mansion, ready to face this sudden battle.
"Report! General, Gu Xuanchao is attacking!" The adjutant's voice was urgent.
Daya and Xiaoyue arrived just then and heard the deputy general's report.
Xiaoyue was extremely anxious. She knew that the old general's health was not as good as before and he could no longer withstand the cruelty of the battlefield.
"General, you promised us you wouldn't go to the battlefield. Let us handle the rest of the fighting."
Xiaoyue stopped the old general, her tone firm and pleading.
General Yue Zhenfeng looked at Xiaoyue, a hint of relief and helplessness flashing in his eyes.
He knew his own physical condition and understood Xiaoyue and the others' concerns.
But as a veteran of the Ling Kingdom, he had a responsibility to protect his homeland and its people.
Finally, the old general said helplessly, "Don't worry, I will not go to the battlefield again."
His voice was calm, but it contained a lot of helplessness.
Then the old general turned around and loudly commanded the people in the mansion, "All generals, listen to my orders!"
"The general is here!"
Qin Lingxing, Qi Lingxing, Shu Lingxing, Hua Lingxing, Bai Lingxing, and all the generals and soldiers responded.
Their voices were unified, resounding throughout the city like thunder.
General Yue Zhen took a deep breath, which condensed into white mist in the cold air.
He suddenly raised his voice, which shook the surrounding area: "All of you, go back and fight our old generals to protect our homeland, Ling Kingdom! Every inch of Ling Kingdom bears the footprints of our ancestors; how can we allow these bandits to trample on it!"
"Yes!"
The crowd responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the entire mansion, filled with fearless determination and the courage to die for their cause.
They knew that this battle was crucial to the rise and fall of the Ling Kingdom, and that behind them were countless people. Only by fighting to the death could they protect their homeland.