Chapter 1326 - 324: Royal Banner! (Part 2)

Chapter 1326: Chapter 324: Royal Banner! (Part 2)

Then, it’s time for shift change.

Those who have rested immediately mount their horses again, while those returning continue to rest.

The mobilization of troops and the sound of warhorse hooves are not small.

But among these soldiers, those who are asleep sleep very peacefully. With the battle imminent, they all know how to conserve their energy.

Warhorses need to conserve strength, and people, in fact, are the same.

This continuous night harassment is not mainly to tire the enemy; the primary objective is to prevent night raids from the Yangshan Village’s garrison.

This was a common tactic when Lord Zheng rose to power, so in guarding against it, they were extremely cautious.

In other directions of Chu army camps and forts, Liang Cheng only dispatched some scouts for alertness, without making large-scale defenses.

Because according to the timetable, the Yan Army’s various forces should already be in position, soldier to soldier, king to king.

Not to mention the Chu army wanting to execute a "Lock Dragon" formation, even those clever generals who want to sneak in will find a Yan Army already waiting by the time their troops leave the fort or camp.

Without the support of the forts, the Chu people would have to field battle with the Yan Army. Although the combat effectiveness of the Yan Army’s various divisions varies, in field battles, everyone has absolute confidence.

Lord Zheng slept very well, or rather, ever since the day he almost followed in Emperor Taizu of Qing’s footsteps inspecting enemy situations before returning home,

after entering the King’s Tent,

the melancholy in Lord Zheng’s heart had completely dissipated.

Actually, the trouble was that bit of fussiness in his heart, stemming from a younger brother’s rebellion against a controlling elder brother.

Old Tian already said everything, and Lord Zheng naturally felt relieved.

Without distracting thoughts,

there was naturally clarity of mind,

after eliminating all emotional disturbances,

next,

was to honestly prepare to fight this battle well.

First,

get a good sleep.

These barbarian soldiers and wild people, accustomed to noise and clamor during pasturing, can still rest fully in this environment. When morning arrives, everyone sees the refreshed Lord Zheng stretching and can’t help but admire that their lord is truly composed!

A Ming carried a water sack, pouring and letting Lord Zheng wash his face. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

The water in the water sack was precious.

Because the nearby wells were either filled or poisoned, and even stream water couldn’t be casually drunk, so everyone drank from their own prepared water sacks.

Liang Cheng didn’t send anyone to find a water source because the results of the battle would be revealed today. If they win, they have everything; if not, they must retreat, giving the Chu Marshal no chance to rearrange his forces.

So, across the entire army, only Lord Zheng could afford to waste drinking water like this.

"Ah... slept really well."

"Nonsense, sleeping next to you yesterday, all I heard was your snoring," said the Sword Saint, eating crusty pancake and drinking water.

He was amazed,

considering this lord usually enjoyed privileges at Snow Sea Pass, yet last night’s snoring, tsk tsk.

"Hahaha,"

Lord Zheng laughed and said:

"Don’t say that, wearing armor on the battlefield, it makes sleeping comfortable and easy to sleep deeply."

The battlefield is a place confronting life and death. In such an environment, ailments like depression or nervous breakdowns disappear entirely.

"Not sleeping next to you tomorrow night," the Sword Saint said.

Lord Zheng immediately said, "That can’t do! If you don’t sleep next to me, I can’t sleep soundly snoring."

The Sword Saint sighed, took a sip of water, and bit a crusty pancake.

At this time,

the bugle sounded,

all soldiers quickly finished what they were doing, organized their armor, mounted their horses, and got into position.

The assault was about to begin!

Three thousand barbarian cavalry were at the very front,

The King of Wild People, accompanied by Sang Hu, came to the front of the formation.

He grasped a sword in his right hand, raised his left hand high, then, the blade cut across his left palm, smearing the blood on his forehead.

Instantly, over half of the barbarian cavalry followed the Wild People’s King, cutting their own palms with the blade and smearing the blood on their foreheads. The rest, a step late, also completed the ritual.

"Under the stars, I will be waiting for you in the depths of the starlight. This battle is not for the Holy Tribe, but for ourselves, for your families."

The King of Wild People roared with a ferocious expression:

"After this battle, you will eat the same food as them, drink the same clear and refreshing water as them, wear the same refined armor as them.

We will have our own tents, our own houses, our own pastures, and even our own slaves!

You,

will become new leaders, one by one!

You,

will have your own families, your own tribes, your own women!

All of this is achieved by you now, using your sabers, using the blood and skulls of the enemy ahead!

Go forth,

warriors of the Holy Tribe!

Since birth, we have not feared the cold winds, nor the harsh frost!

Go forth,

warriors of the Holy Tribe!

The stars,

have once again given us a chance,

for the stars,

for the future,

for the warm, bubbling tea oil,

vent your fury and roars on the enemies ahead!!!!!!!!!!

At first,

when the King of Wild People spoke in wild people’s language, many barbarian soldiers in the rear wore expressions of looking at a joke.