Chapter 93: The Bloody Battle at Changping Pass, Part 6
"Order the vanguard: at all costs, achieve victory in this battle! After the enemy is defeated, I promise the soldiers of the vanguard ten days without sheathing their blades."
Behind the main formation of the Wei army, the Marquis of Wei watched the distant clash of swords and blades, his tone growing ever more resolute.
Just a little more, and Changping Pass would be taken—breaking the shackles that bound the State of Wei.
"Yes."
Upon hearing the Marquis's command, the messengers swiftly moved, their spirits ignited with fervor.
The capital of the State of Chen, the Zhou royal domain—those were fertile and indispensable lands.
...
At the very front of the war, just as Gu Jian’s forces were on the brink of collapse, reinforcements from the Qin army finally arrived.
The Qin troops under Ying Hui were among the most formidable in Qin, naturally undeterred by the brutal battlefield.
"Gu Jian, you and your men will withdraw. This front is now under my command," Ying Hui said as he stepped atop the city gate, addressing the injured Gu Jian who was being carried away.
Anger marred Gu Jian’s face; his troops had been decimated, fewer than three thousand remained after the fierce fighting.
"Ying Hui, don’t be overconfident. The Wei army is not so easily defeated," Gu Jian spat with hatred.
"Gu Jian, your incompetence does not imply mine," Ying Hui sneered. His fully manned army was more than capable of handling the battle-worn Wei forces.
Gu Jian had said all he needed to say and withdrew. He had fulfilled his duty.
Besides, Ying Hui, relying on his noble lineage, had shown no kindness to Gu Jian and had even refused to aid him earlier. For Gu Jian to speak so frankly was already generous.
After Ying Hui’s troops took the field, Gu Jian’s remaining forces slowly retreated.
What was once a force of over nine thousand had dwindled to fewer than three thousand soldiers.
Armor tattered, faces smeared with blood, bodies covered in wounds...
Seeing the miserable state of his soldiers, Gu Jian’s heart felt as if pierced by knives.
He looked toward the city gate where battle cries rang out and shuddered involuntarily.
Having narrowly escaped death, Gu Jian was still shaken to his core.
The might of the Wei army, witnessed today, lived up to its fearsome reputation.
"This world is on the brink of chaos..." Gu Jian forced a bitter smile. Yet, the root of this turmoil was not in Qin.
"Retreat!"
Gu Jian issued the order to withdraw. Even with Ying Hui’s full-strength Qin army at the front, he felt no sense of security.
At the gate, Ying Hui’s forces engaged the Wei army with increasing intensity.
Once fully alert and engaged, one side fought with unyielding resolve, determined to seize the pass at all costs.
The ferocity of the battle was beyond imagination.
Crowded tightly together, the fighting became all the more difficult.
Ironically, the Wei army, though outnumbered, fought with greater effectiveness because their defensive positions were less cramped.
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