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Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 637 - 350
When dawn broke on the second day, dark clouds loomed over the city. The Allied Army had gathered early, all the Feudal Lords aware of the significance of today's battle. They began to motivate their soldiers, calling for them to fight with the courage of the desperate. Some even offered heavy Gold rewards, promising a thousand taels of Gold and a promotion of three ranks to the first person who breached the city walls.
All the soldiers' eyes gleamed with avarice, the stretching city walls before them now symbolizing Gold and official hats. The bulging veins on their temples revealed just how turbulent their hearts were at that moment.
As the drums sounded, the great battle unfolded. The soldiers, as though injected with adrenaline, rushed madly towards the city walls. The trebuchets hurled giant boulders at the walls, coordinating with the soldiers' assault.
Atop the ramparts, Lu Xun had a chair brought over and sat in it with a dignified posture, making sure that all the surrounding soldiers could see him. The flag embroidered with the character of Chu stood next to him.
"My lord, it's too dangerous here, please quickly move to a safer place," Lao Han said earnestly, looking at Lu Xun seated in the chair.
"No need, today I'm staying here, to share the fate of the city walls. Tell the soldiers I, Lu Xun, am with them. As long as the city stands, I stand; if the city falls, I fall," Lu Xun spoke resolutely, his voice carrying a firm determination and will, causing those around him to feel a quiver in their souls.
In this critical moment, Lu Xun displayed a resolute attitude, vowing to share the fate of the city walls. Such a stance greatly boosted the morale of the troops. The fluttering flag of Great Chu inspired their hearts, filling them with the courage to fight.
The battle quickly became fierce. Allied soldiers reached the city walls, their dead piling up, but the brutality of war had just begun. The defending Defending Army that had long been waiting struck down those soldiers mercilessly, sparing none.
The Allied Army clambered onto the city walls continuously, only to be repelled time after time. As time ticked by, the base of the walls became piled with bodies, blood flowing into the moat and dying the water bright red. Yet the city walls remained in the hands of the Chu Army, the flag with the character of Chu waving in the air, as if mocking the attacker's hubris.
"General, our troops are nearly decimated!" A General, covered in blood, entered the tent of the Allied Army, shouting to Han Shanyuan.
Han Shanyuan furrowed his brows. He knew the battle was at a critical juncture. There was no room for relaxation, for that would mean defeat. Yet, as he looked at his subordinates kneeling in the tent, he was acutely aware of the high cost of potential victory.
Observing Han Shanyuan's troubled face, the kneeling man quickly exclaimed: "General, don't forget that our army is the foundation in times of chaos. If we spend all our resources, even if we win this battle, what then? It would be nothing but a bridal gown made for others!"
Upon hearing this, Han Shanyuan closed his eyes tightly. He knew the other man was right, and it was time to make a decision: continue the assault for someone else's benefit or stop the attack to preserve their own strength.
After a long while, Han Shanyuan opened his eyes, a glint flashing in them before his right fist smashed down onto the table, "Tell the lads to stop the attack. I won't make this losing deal."
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Meanwhile, similar scenes played out in other tents. The Allied Army, with their own hidden agendas, still chose to act in their own best interest at this moment, thereby declaring the end of today's battle.
As orders from various factions were conveyed, the Defending Army on the walls was surprised to find the enemy's assault weakening. They didn't know what exactly had happened, but they understood this to be an opportune moment. Fortified, they fought even more valiantly, and the battle ended quickly in their favor.
The Allied Army gained nothing but piles of bones beneath the walls from their attacks, having reached the walls several times only to retreat without success.
By now, with the exception of Wang Tao's forces, everyone else had ceased their attacks and returned to camp for rest and reorganization. Wang Tao's troops, already worn out from the past days of intense battle, watched the withdrawal of their allies, their will to fight dissipating.
Wang Tao watched this scene in silence, letting out a deep sigh. He felt a bitter reluctance, having seen the dawn of victory several times, only for the Chu Army to extinguish it each time.
"My lord, let's withdraw. It no longer holds meaning," Mr. Wu said softly from the side.
"I'm not willing to accept this. After such long planning, to end up with such an outcome," Wang Tao clenched his teeth and spoke, yet deep down, he felt a growing admiration for the Chu Army.
To win so hard-fought a battle under such a relentless onslaught was enough to make an army proud. Despite being outnumbered tenfold, the Chu Army demonstrated a terrifying desire to attack, as though they were the larger force. Such fighting spirit and courage he had never seen before.
"Tell the brothers to withdraw. There's no need for needless sacrifices," Wang Tao ordered after a deep sigh. Despite his unwillingness, he had to accept the bitter reality; the performance of the opposing side also conquered this warlord, compelling him to silently commend them. If he were in the same situation, he admitted to himself that he could not have done the same.
After this battle, the morale of the Allied Army was greatly diminished, and as the news of the dwindling food supplies spread, panic ensued. The once-mighty Allied Army seemed on the brink of collapse, as if Great Xia itself was faltering.