Chapter 92 of 100

Chapter 92

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"Qingyi, immediately go to the East City to find Zhao Dezhu and Li Yuntong. Tell them the situation has changed; abandon the East City and immediately lead the troops to rush to the West Gate! The rest of you follow me to attack the West City!"

Luo Shixin did not hesitate for a moment and decisively issued new orders. With a wave of his arm, over a hundred people rushed straight to the West Gate.

If Yi Zhiwendeng is as formidable as the legends say, he should be at the West City now.

Not just should be, he must be at the West Gate!

Even if Yi Zhiwendeng is hailed as a military god, it's impossible for him to turn the tide in such a disadvantageous situation. Turning the tide requires the right timing, geographical advantage, and human support—all three elements must be present. Moreover, it requires someone who can accurately seize the opportunity.

Now, Luo Shixin and his men have already taken the initiative and seized the advantage, controlling the flow of the situation.

To do what is impossible is not the act of a hero but a fool.

If Luo Shixin were in Yi Zhiwendeng's position, the first thing he would do is to hold a city and a gate, ensuring an unbeatable position. This is the heart of Goguryeo; as long as they hold out for one night, reinforcements will arrive at dawn, and they can enjoy the fruits of victory.

Controlling a city hinges on controlling the gates, which are the key points of victory.

The West Gate is the farthest from the battle line, allowing more time for preparation. If he were in Yi Zhiwendeng's shoes, he would choose the West Gate.

Luo Shixin believed that this best choice would also be clear to Yi Zhiwendeng, the cunning old fox.

Yi Zhiwendeng's appearance brought a turning point to the domestic city, and similarly, it gave Luo Shixin a chance to strike a decisive blow. Defeating Yi Zhiwendeng, the savior of Goguryeo, would crush the morale of the city, allowing him to capture it.

Jin Deman and Jin Shengman watched Luo Shixin command with confidence and secretly admired his composure in the face of such a formidable opponent. They didn't know that Luo Shixin had fought many fierce battles and was not intimidated by Yi Zhiwendeng's reputation. To him, everyone had one head and two arms; a spear thrust would turn them into a corpse. What was there to fear?

On the way, Luo Shixin encountered many Goguryeo soldiers. They were no longer fighting chaotically but were moving orderly toward the west, confirming his suspicions.

Encountering these soldiers, Luo Shixin did not hesitate and charged at them, scattering them.

Reaching the West Gate, he indeed saw Goguryeo soldiers and civilians tearing down houses and walls, piling up various debris.

Yi Zhiwendeng, the savior of Goguryeo, not only rallied the soldiers but also the nearby civilians, who were contributing their efforts.

Luo Shixin, a seasoned warrior, could see the logic behind this and secretly rejoiced: if he had delayed, the debris would have formed a hill, blocking all routes to the West Gate, making it impossible to capture it quickly.

Fortunately, he arrived in time. The Goguryeo soldiers and civilians were only preparing materials and had not yet set up defensive structures.

"Kill, start with the civilians!"

Luo Shixin roared and charged into the crowd.

He targeted the weaker targets, heading straight for the civilians. His spear was formidable, and even the bravest soldiers struggled to resist, let alone the unarmed Goguryeo civilians. Within the range of his spear, the civilians fell in droves.

The over a hundred elite soldiers sent by Zhao Dezhu were ruthless, each strike taking a life, showcasing the cruelty of war.

The untrained civilians, seeing their neighbors fall with agonizing cries, could not bear the psychological strain and fled in terror.

They rushed toward the city gate, mixing with the Goguryeo soldiers coming to reinforce, disrupting their formation.

Luo Shixin's strategy to break the civilians' morale was precisely to create this chaos. He would not miss this opportunity and charged into the disorganized Goguryeo ranks.

The disorganized Goguryeo soldiers could not withstand Luo Shixin's fierce charge. In a moment, the first wave of over two hundred reinforcements was scattered. The over a hundred Sui soldiers took advantage of the chaos and slaughtered the disorganized Goguryeo soldiers.

"Among the remnants of the Sui army, there is such a cunning and fierce warrior!" Yi Zhiwendeng's face darkened. Luo Shixin's appearance disrupted his plans. He could already imagine that the enemy had seen through his strategy and was heading this way. If he couldn't defeat this group of soldiers before reinforcements arrived, it would be too late.

"Hou Wen, lead all the guards and press forward. You must capture this man!" Yi Zhiwendeng reacted quickly, recognizing the threat Luo Shixin posed, and decisively ordered his son to attack.

Yi Zhiwendeng, though reclusive, was not idle. He focused on training his two sons, Yi Zhi Hou Wen and Yi Zhi Hou Wu, in both literature and martial arts. He also trained the two hundred guards in his mansion as elite soldiers to serve as his personal guards when he re-emerged.

His two sons, one literary and one martial, were both outstanding. However, they somewhat defied their names: the elder, Hou Wen, was martial, while the younger, Hou Wu, was literary.

Yi Zhi Hou Wen, a large and robust man, wielded a long snake spear, resembling the fierce Zhang Fei. He responded with a rough voice, his eyes full of ferocity. Mounting his horse, he led over two hundred cavalry in a charge.

The northeast was harsh, making it difficult to form a cavalry. Yi Zhiwendeng had put great effort into training his household troops, each one an exceptional rider and warrior.

Luo Shixin, with his keen eyes, immediately saw Yi Zhi Hou Wen's charge and knew it was trouble. His men were all infantry and not very familiar with each other. A cavalry charge would be dangerous. Yi Zhiwendeng had kept this move in reserve, and the cavalry had a significant advantage over infantry. Two hundred skilled cavalry could turn the tide in a small-scale battle.

The over a hundred Sui soldiers were not Luo Shixin's own men, and he did not know their capabilities. Unable to accurately assess the situation, he gave the order to scatter and fight, then charged alone against the two hundred cavalry.

Spear and lance clashed, and the six leading cavalrymen were cut down, their riderless horses scattering and falling.

Luo Shixin's single-handed effort momentarily halted the momentum of the two hundred cavalry.

Before he could catch his breath, a sharp, piercing sound came from the front. A steel snake spear stabbed forward like a venomous snake. The spear tip flickered, suddenly forming a spear flower that lunged at Luo Shixin's chest. This spear strike was venomous and ruthless, silent and deadly!

The opponent is not weak!

Luo Shixin held his breath, reacting quickly. He deflected the snake spear with his spear, leaning slightly to the left to try to neutralize the force. However, the snake spear did not budge, sinking slightly before thrusting toward Luo Shixin's abdomen!

Fierce and ruthless!

Yi Zhi Hou Wen's face was cold, but suddenly the snake spear missed its target. Luo Shixin had vanished from his sight, and a powerful killing aura came from below...

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