Peace Order

Chapter 1918: Chapter 18: Moment of Decision

Wei Yiwen extended his finger towards the distance, opened his mouth, and the paleness of his face, usually caused by mental exhaustion, suddenly showed a tinge of blush. The next moment, a thread of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his chest throbbed painfully.

Wanting to soothe this oppressive feeling in his chest, yet unable to do so.

His chest tightened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood seemed to have finally dispelled the breath Wei Yiwen had been desperately holding onto, and he fell backward, collapsing, causing a commotion around him.

Pang Shuiyun, playing chess, said: "A strategy to affect the heart; Wei Yiwen, known for his high self-esteem, was it intentional?"

Wen Qingyu said: "No."

Pang Shuiyun raised his brows: "Then what was it?"

Wen Qingyu said: "It was deliberate."

Pang Shuiyun let out a helpless smile, while Wen Qingyu calmly placed a piece on the board. The white piece connected with the others, not achieving much in terms of territory but successfully linking the lives of the other white pieces, allowing the dragon to break free!

Wen Qingyu, having exchanges with Jiang Gao, gained an advantage.

Emperor Ying’s determination and courage could not weigh against Wen Qingyu’s self-planning strategy.

Perhaps, if Jiang Wanxiang were still alive, Jiang Gao might have honed his skills and experienced more under Jiang Wanxiang’s guidance. But now, Jiang Gao, like a young dragon, faced the experienced members of the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, who had romped through the chaotic world for more than a decade, yet in his fervor, he was still too naive.

Emperor Ying’s strategy, exchanging pieces within the Eastern Capital with the Taiping Army, succeeded!

Wen Qingyu used the plan to his advantage, employing a chain strategy.

The Taiping Army, in turn, restrained the main force of Ying Country’s second-line troops, successfully!

And then a series of reactions occurred throughout the land—

Prince Qi, Wang Bao, broke through successfully!

Meng Rang, broke through successfully!

Beihai Guo Fangyu and Qinghe Zhang Jincheng, broke through successfully!

Dou De, Dan Xiong’s troops, breached the blockade!

The sound of hooves thundered like a storm, Dou De’s tiger eyes glaring wide, as he saw the leaden clouds rolling and pressing down. He had already seen the battle flags with the Azure Dragon pattern and He Ruoqinhu’s mighty army.

Those were the top ten Divine General armies in the world!

This charge would likely come at a great cost.

But here they stood, where could a true man turn back?!

Dou De took a deep breath, suddenly shouted: "Brothers, charge with me, the heart of a man, the will of a hero, is in this moment!" Leading this army of over ten thousand insurgents, they had no military formations, no outstanding strategies from the Military School.

But at this moment of charging, their determination reached an extreme.

What inspired such determination and strength?

It came from the father whose legs had worms, from the brother who died in foreign lands, from the son buried alive, from the unyielding spirit deep within.

They knew they were the poorest of the poor, kneeling before powerful officials like weeds to be trampled on, trodden into the mud, and still they had to smile humbly and say it did not dirty the lord’s shoes.

But even they!

Even those whose names were like dirt and dust would get angry, would roar.

There were no military orders, no agreements, only an angry charge. The troops of Dou De successfully pierced through the rear of He Ruoqinhu, crashing into the battle formation of the famous general mercilessly.

These common people, these rebels, these righteous men.

At the moment of charging, facing professional soldiers, they were torn apart by the elite training of these soldiers, slaughtered. Thus, those who followed their fathers fell to swords; those avenging their brothers were pierced by spears, their blood scattering instantly.

The blood fell upon the earth, exuding an air of tragedy.

Like moths chasing flames, but just a momentary spark.

They swung their weapons, clenched their teeth, widened their eyes, and struck down hard upon their enemies’ heads and necks, their throats filled with blood, mumbling, rasping in a hoarse roar:

"Die!!!"

"Give back my father’s life!"

The first wave was indeed weak, slaughtered by He Ruoqinhu’s elite.

But the second wave, the third wave, without rest.

Brave and fierce, maddened.

The colonel of Ying Country’s army shouted in fear and anger: "Are you not afraid of death?!"

His spear stabbed into a young man’s abdomen.

The young man spat out blood, but lifted his head, eyes brimming with bloody tears.

His older brother died on the battlefield, father lost in the canal, mother heartbroken and sick, lying on a bed. Sister-in-law and younger brother went to find food for her, those who ate it became rebels, eventually, sister-in-law and younger brother were buried alive, mother hung herself after wailing for three days.

Of the entire family, only I am left.

Living, for what?

Why not fear death?

The young man’s eyes reddened, he roared forward, allowing the spear to pierce his body.

Stretching out his hands, fiercely grabbed the colonel’s neck and choked forcefully.

The roaring tide broke through the army of the hero, and a slight delay appeared at the rear of He Ruoqinhu’s force. Dou De, pierced by arrows and spears, pressed forward bravely, grasping a pike in his arm, raising it high, with the war flag of Qilin pattern.

Dou De roared fiercely: "Yue Pengwu!!!"

"Central Plains Dou De, come to aid, the lives of these common people, burn like fire!"

"Will you join us in death!"

Will you commit to death?

The cry of the Golden Winged Great Peng soared into the sky, representing Yue Pengwu’s response. If it were another military general, perhaps they would not aid these insurgent commoners at this moment, or even regard them as expendables, but this place was different.