unior is just here to rest for a while."Have a rest.Li Tianzun nodded and said, "As long as no one is killed, that's good.""But the place where Yueya Pass is, there's a war going on. It's very dangero...Chapter 1788: Clash of Arms

As soon as the city gate opened, this battle immediately transformed from a grueling siege into a fierce ground combat outside the gates.

Although it did not restrict the mobility of Liao cavalry as effectively as a siege battle, in the confined terrain of an entrenched position, their cavalry lacked the overwhelming momentum of large-scale charges on open plains.

In terms of trench warfare, the Qin army was not much weaker than the Liao army.

After all, they were old adversaries who had fought on the border for many years. They knew each other too well. Just by meeting each other, they already knew how to fight this battle.

The cries of battle surged and echoed, the air thick with the clash of steel. Swords hacked and sabers sliced, blades becoming embedded in bones and armor, leaving warriors to grapple with gnashing teeth.

A Qin soldier had just knocked a Liao soldier to the ground, when two more Liao soldiers came up behind him. Just as these two Liao soldiers raised their weapons to kill the Qin soldier, several Qin soldiers rushed in from both sides and instantly chopped down the two Liao soldiers.

Gasping, the Qin soldiers climbed up from the bodies of their enemies and exchanged smiles with their comrades. Though they were from different units and didn't know each other, on the battlefield, as long as they wore the armor of the Qin army, they were brothers-in-arms who could trust their lives to each other.

This laugh hadn't even time to recover from the relief of being alive when a blade suddenly pierced his throat. He only felt a coolness in his throat, a slight pain accompanied by a strong sensation of foreign objects entering his body, and the furious expression on his comrade's face across from him. In an instant, he understood everything.

Such a scene, he had seen countless times on other comrades, only today, it was finally his turn.

He struggled to lower his head, trying to get a clear look at the weapon that had killed him. A kick to his back sent him stumbling forward, and he collapsed heavily onto the ground. The world around him dissolved into darkness, a cold and suffocating blackness that accompanied him into oblivion.

The death of a single soldier was, on the vast battlefield, a negligible event. Such deaths were occurring every moment, both among the Liao and Qin armies.

Supingbei, leading his 15,000 elite troops, broke through the Western Gate, their hooves churning up snow and blood.

Snow and mud were trampled together, splashing muddy splatters of black with deep red. The fifteen thousand Qin troops stormed out of the pass like tigers unleashed, instantly scattering the Liao army gathered at the city gate.

"Brothers, charge out of the gate at once! Kill any enemy soldiers you can on your way. Do not pursue those who cannot be killed. Charge!"

Su Pingbei let out a furious roar and ordered the soldiers to immediately wave their flags, ensuring that every single soldier understood Su Pingbei's military order.

and the Liao commander at the west gate was clearly no rookie. He immediately saw through the intentions of this force and ordered his troops to concentrate their superior forces to encircle and suppress the 15,000 soldiers heading north to Su Ping.

The Liao army possessed excellent combat literacy. Upon receiving orders, they swiftly and instinctively located nearby friendly forces, forming a massive pocket aimed at encircling and annihilating the Su Pingbei force entirely.

And at this very moment, within the city gates of Suiyang County, countless arrows rained down.

A rain of obsidian arrows, like a reaper's scythe harvesting souls, swept through the battlefield, leaving scarcely a living thing standing in its wake.

Su Ping let out a wild laugh and roared, "My lads, our brothers within the city are covering us! Take this opportunity and charge with this general!!!", we only share a resemblance in appearance, and our aspirations and ideals are completely different. But this stubbornness, this insistence on being right, is exactly the same."“Haven't you forgotten...