Reborn and returned, sisters swapped

Chapter 168 White Rainbow

The elite soldiers moved with lightning speed and swiftness, leaving the scouts no time to react before they were all felled, and blood silently spread across the ground.

Dawar noticed something amiss ahead, and with a start, he stood up abruptly and looked towards the southwest corner.

His eyes revealed shock and anger, and he vaguely realized that he might have been tricked.

"Quickly! The southwest corner has been attacked! All troops, prepare to meet the enemy!" he roared, hastily ordering the mobilization of troops.

However, Bai Nishang's troops had already occupied advantageous terrain, and the defensive line in the southwest corner was gradually being torn apart.

As elite soldiers broke through the defenses in the southwest corner, Bai Nishang led the main force to launch an attack.

Her eyes were cold and stern. She raised her sword and shouted, "Charge!" The soldiers responded and rushed towards Dawar's position like a tidal wave.

Bai Nishang charged at the forefront of the group, her battle blade cleaving a bloody path, exuding murderous intent and unstoppable momentum.

Her elite troops were well-trained and coordinated, and each wave of attacks struck the enemy's vitals.

Seeing this, Dawar knew the situation was critical. He gritted his teeth and ordered his soldiers to resist, but the disparity between the enemy and himself was obvious. His forces were gradually eroded, and his soldiers lost their formation in the chaos.

He personally led a squad of soldiers in an attempt to counterattack, but Bai Nishang's troops were swift and their defenses were quickly breached.

Davar's soldiers began to scatter in all directions. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he was filled with fear and took a few steps back, staring in horror at the defensive line that was about to completely collapse.

At the same time, Agur and Urtu finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

Agur stood guard above the east gate, watching the continuous fires in the city, his brow furrowed, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.

This riot does not appear to be a simple accident, but rather an organized action.

Just then, shouts of battle came from the southwest corner and reached his ears. Agur's eyes turned cold, and he immediately realized that he had fallen for a diversionary tactic.

"Withdraw some troops and immediately reinforce the southwest corner!" Agur roared, issuing the order.

However, most of the soldiers are already concentrated at the East Gate and it will be difficult to redeploy them in a short time, while the defense line at the southwest corner is already in dire need of attention.

He was filled with anger, but he was helpless. He could only order some soldiers to rush to the southwest corner to try to stop the enemy's surprise attack.

Urtu's reinforcements maneuvered through the city, constantly delayed by obstacles on the streets.

When he finally cleared a path, he received orders from Agur.

His face showed a shocked expression: "What? The southwest corner was attacked?"

He realized the situation was more serious than he had anticipated, so he immediately changed direction and led the remaining soldiers toward the southwest corner.

However, Urtu's reinforcements were extremely slow, and the obstacles and chaos created by Zhao Lingfeng's men throughout the city prevented his troops from marching smoothly.

They wandered back and forth through the streets and alleys, often being misled by soldiers disguised as civilians. The soldiers grew increasingly exhausted, and their formation gradually loosened.

Bai Nishang's main force had already broken through the defense line in the southwest corner and was rapidly advancing into the city.

She raised her long sword, calmly and decisively directing each wave of attacks, leading her soldiers to sweep through the alleys of Hersha City like ferocious beasts.

Her elite troops moved silently through every street corner, swiftly clearing out the enemy forces with unparalleled ferocity.

Inside the city, Zhao Lingfeng led his loyal soldiers and civilians in responding to Bai Nishang's attack, lighting more bonfires, blocking the main roads, and continuously disrupting the Black Rock Alliance's formation.

The civilians cooperated well, and some bold young people even joined the battle, picking up rough wooden sticks and crude weapons to charge at the scattered Black Rock soldiers.

Under attack from both inside and outside, the soldiers of the Black Rock Alliance gradually lost their fighting spirit. Agur and Urtu tried their best to command, but their forces were constantly being scattered.

Soldiers ran through the streets and alleys, losing contact with each other. In the chaos, many abandoned their weapons and tried to escape back to their respective camps.

Argul stood on high ground, witnessing the collapse of the entire battle, his eyes filled with despair and anger.

He couldn't believe that his meticulously fortified city of Hersha had fallen under the cover of night.

He looked around and saw the soldiers scattering, the battle flags teetering in the firelight, all hope vanishing in that moment.

Finally, Bai Nishang led her elite troops to break through the last line of defense and reunited with Zhao Lingfeng inside the city.

Their eyes met, and they nodded to each other, as if this moment symbolized victory.

A resolute smile appeared on Bai Nishang's face, while Zhao Lingfeng wore a gratified expression, reflecting on how hard-won the victory was that night.

When the battle ended, the firelight of Hesha City illuminated the sky, and the night wind carried the stench of blood. Beside the burning bonfires were scattered Black Rock Allied soldiers, fleeing in all directions.

On the east gate, Agur was pale as he watched flames soar into the sky and soldiers flee in all directions.

His once resolute eyes were now filled with despair, realizing that the battle for Hersha City had been lost.

He was surrounded by only a few panicked remnants of his army, all dressed in rags, their faces stained with blood, and their weapons trembling in their hands.

Agul was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Retreat! Save your lives and make a comeback!"

With a wave of his hand, he led the remaining soldiers in a hasty escape through the side gate, their steps hurried, having lost their usual composure and dignity.

The soldiers followed closely behind him, their ranks disordered, glancing back every now and then, fearing that Bai Nishang's troops might catch up.

The night concealed their figures, and Agur's face was grim in the darkness, his heart churning with anger and shame.

Along the way, stumbling and falling soldiers followed closely behind, holding broken weapons and their eyes filled with fear.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city's alleyways, Urtu was desperately fleeing with a group of scattered soldiers.

Their armor was already damaged in the fierce battle, and their bodies were covered in dust and wounds.

Urtu staggered, his face filled with exhaustion and anger. He gripped his blood-stained longsword tightly and coldly ordered, "Don't stop, escape towards the west gate!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers quickened their pace and hurried through the narrow alleyways.

However, every turn could lead to pursuit by Bai Nishang and Zhao Lingfeng. Urtu frequently stopped to observe his surroundings, listening intently to the sounds of the wind and grass, his palms sweating profusely.

A hint of fear gradually appeared on his face as he led his soldiers through the darkness like a herd of wild beasts being driven away.

In the southwest corner of the city, Davar was the most disheveled of the group.

Bai Nishang's elite troops launched a fierce attack on the southwestern defense line, and Dawar's soldiers were routed and fled in panic into the nearby dense forest.

Dawar fell to the ground, panting heavily. He scrambled to his feet and waved to urge the soldiers to continue their escape.

His armor was already broken, his face was covered in sweat and dust, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was full of fear.

"Don't stop! Retreat south! As long as we escape Hesha City, we still have a chance!" Dawar's voice was hoarse as he tried his best to encourage the remaining soldiers.

However, he panicked and ran headlong into the bushes.

The soldiers followed closely, their faces filled with panic. Some fell to the ground and could not get up again, their eyes filled with despair.

Just then, the battle cries of Bai Nishang's troops echoed in the distance, reverberating through the silent night sky, seemingly growing ever closer.

The remaining soldiers, led by Agur, Urtu, and Dawar, stumbled and fell in the darkness, scattering in all directions. Some fled into the dense forest, while others ran into the valley, completely losing their formation.

The wind carried their panting and whispered prayers, their armor gleaming coldly in the darkness, highlighting their terrified faces.

As the first rays of dawn fell upon the ruined city of Hesha, the generals of the Black Rock Alliance had already fled in panic with their remaining troops, their hearts filled with humiliation and resentment.

For them, this defeat was not only the loss of Hersha City, but also the destruction of their pride and honor.

They fled in disarray, leaving behind only embers and a devastated battlefield, marking the defeat of the Black Rock Alliance.

Bai Nishang and Zhao Lingfeng stood on the city wall, looking down at the liberated Hesha City, facing the sky where the first rays of dawn were breaking.

On the night the city of Hesha was recaptured, Zhao Lingfeng decided to prepare a grand welcome banquet for Bai Nishang and her elite troops to celebrate this hard-won victory.

As night fell, Gu Jinyan led his soldiers and civilians in a flurry of activity as they prepared the main hall in the city.

This place, once ravaged by war, has been transformed into a banquet venue filled with a festive atmosphere.

Gu Jinyan was Zhao Lingfeng's capable deputy general, so she was naturally in charge of arranging the welcoming banquet.

She personally directed the soldiers to clean the main hall, repair the tables and chairs damaged by the war, and hang up lanterns decorated with silk.

The warm light of the lanterns illuminated the victory flag on the wall, and the red ribbons swayed like fiery flames under the light.

Gu Jinyan ordered the soldiers to bring in newly laid mats and blue-and-white porcelain bowls and plates, and the people also brought their own homemade wine and steaming hot meat soup.

The entire hall was filled with the aroma of food, making one's mouth water.

The main table was placed in the center of the hall, covered with exquisite red brocade and laden with sumptuous dishes.

To express his respect for Bai Nishang, Gu Jinyan specially ordered a whole, plump lamb to be roasted, with fresh fruits and vegetables, fragrant steamed buns, and crispy candied fruit placed beside it.

Each dish was meticulously prepared, as if proclaiming this hard-won victory.

Before the banquet even began, the city square was already filled with celebrating soldiers and civilians.

After months of oppression and suffering, the people of Hersha finally welcomed their long-awaited liberation. Men, women, and children flocked to the streets, singing and dancing to express their joy.

The soldiers embraced each other, toasted to victory, and joyfully gathered around the bonfire, singing rousing battle songs.

The young soldiers gathered together, carrying wine jars, toasting each other, and talking about their heroic battle. Some clenched their fists excitedly, while others imagined peaceful times to come in the firelight.

Street performers also came out at this moment, playing flutes and drums, striking the beat of victory.

The children clapped and jumped around the drummer, their laughter echoing in the night.

The soldiers arranged by Gu Jinyan also distributed food and drinks to the people, and the people were all beaming with joy as they enjoyed the victory feast.

As night deepened, Bai Nishang, accompanied by Zhao Lingfeng, slowly walked into the main hall.

She wore a battle robe, which, though dusty and worn, could not conceal her majesty and coldness.

All eyes in the hall were on her, filled with respect and gratitude.

Bai Nishang's face was calm, but her eyes revealed a resolute determination.

But when she saw the elaborate feast prepared for her, a gentle smile flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, Gu Jinyan stood up and greeted Bai Nishang.

Their eyes met, and in that instant, they seemed to understand each other's hardships and sacrifices.

Although it was their first time meeting, they shared a long-lost understanding, as if they had become bosom friends in that instant.

"General Bai, it is an honor to meet you today." Gu Jinyan smiled slightly, cupped his hands to Bai Nishang, and looked at her with admiration.

"General Gu's arrangements are so well-organized, I feel truly honored," Bai Nishang returned the greeting, her words tinged with sincere gratitude.

Gu Jinyan also felt great respect for her as a female general.