This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Chen Jing nodded slightly.

"Okay, I understand..."

He Ying bit her lip, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

Chen Jing turned around, noticing something amiss behind him.

"Is there anything else?"

He Ying raised her head and said in a deep voice:

"With the army routed, our desperate defense of this place is nothing more than a precarious existence, and there is absolutely no chance of reinforcements arriving anytime soon."

"Moreover, we have seen it clearly in the border army in recent years. Da Zhao... is rotten to the core. When the Da Li cavalry invaded the border, the Da Zhao border army's high-ranking officers were still thinking about how to line their own pockets and how to exclude others to consolidate their own power."

"Otherwise, with your military achievements and abilities, how come you only have three thousand men?"

Chen Jing turned around, looked into the distance outside the city, gently patted the yellow earth of the city wall, and said in a calm tone:

"What do you want to say, senior sister?"

He Ying glanced at the seemingly endless enemy camp in the distance, and slowly clenched her fist.

"Since the Great Zhao is so incompetent, why not...why not...let us lead our troops to defect and join the Great Li in conquering the Great Zhao..."

Chen Jing remained silent, and a long silence fell between them.

After a long while, Chen Jing came to his senses and quietly looked at He Ying.

"Senior sister, I hope this is the first and last time you say these words."

"If there is a next time, I will execute..."

Chen Jing spoke softly, but the word "execute" made He Ying's legs go weak, and she almost knelt down.

She forced herself to look up, suppressing her fear, and gazed directly into Chen Jing's calm yet seemingly unfathomable eyes. After a long while, she nodded gently.

"Okay, I understand..."

After saying this, He Ying bowed and took his leave.

Chen Jing watched her departing figure and sighed.

He Ying's thinking was too simplistic.

Did they think they could survive by defecting and surrendering?

impossible.

In a previous battle, Chen Jing had personally beheaded a general. Later, he learned that the general was a prince of Dali who had served in the army.

At the time, this would have been a great achievement.

But now, this is also his death warrant.

If he surrenders at this point, Dali might allow him to live a little longer because of his military leadership.

But once this battle is over, he will surely die.

Not only him, but all the surrendered soldiers associated with him met the same fate.

Furthermore, Chen Jing never intended to surrender.

A man should know what to do and what not to do when he stands in this world.

If I die, I will die. What is there to fear?

As darkness fell, the city was plunged into complete darkness.

Tonight is their last hope.

Of the three thousand elite soldiers, only half were still able to move.

Chen Jing had already discussed with his several deputy generals that they would make one last breakout tonight.

If you can get out suddenly, you live; if you can't, you die.

As the commander-in-chief, Chen Jing resolutely chose to cover the rear. He would lead all the wounded and remnant soldiers to tear open a gap for the breakout, and then cover the rear for the main force.

All the soldiers knew that this was a mission with no chance of survival.

But no one was saddened by this, because they had long since become numb, and they all knew that even with Chen Jing covering their retreat, the rest of them might not be able to escape.

In the end, they might all die.

As night fell, the world became quiet and still.

The Dali army camp seemed to have fallen asleep.

They probably never expected that this remnant army would take the initiative to attack.

At the weakest point of the Dali defense line, Chen Jing and his soldiers suddenly rushed out of the darkness.

Chen Jing took the lead, unleashing his strength, which was close to the fifth realm, and no one could stop him wherever he went.

Soon, a gap was torn in Dali's blockade line.

The large group following Chen Jing and his men immediately rushed out, fleeing desperately into the vast darkness of the night.

The Dali side reacted extremely quickly, and the sound of horses' hooves shook the ground.

Chen Jing stood proudly, holding a large spear, with hundreds of soldiers behind him who had long since disregarded life and death.

They held their ground at a mountain pass, refusing to retreat.

"kill..."

The outcome of a clash between hundreds of men and thousands of cavalry was predictable.

If it weren't for Chen Jing, a powerful commander, they wouldn't have been able to stop the enemy for even a moment.

Fortunately, the mountain valleys on both sides gave them some advantages, preventing the cavalry from fully unleashing their power.

The fighting began; blood and severed limbs were everywhere.

Chen Jing's spear relentlessly reaped lives, he was completely numb, his eyes bloodshot.

All he could do was fire his gun repeatedly, sweeping across the battlefield and killing everyone who charged at him.

Before long, he was surrounded by corpses.

There are people, and there are horses.

There were enemy troops, and there were also our own people.

They piled up together, like a small hill.

Finally, Chen Jing, like a god of death, intimidated the Dali soldiers who rushed up.

Looking at that figure who stood tall and unyielding amidst blood and fire, a sense of fear finally rose in the hearts of the Dali soldiers.

The battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from afar, and Chen Jing turned around.

A figure in tattered armor was seen rushing towards them through the darkness.

Chen Jing was startled, and disbelief appeared in his eyes.

He had considered that one of his lieutenants might come to his aid, but he never expected that the person who came in the end would be her.

It was that selfish senior sister...

He Ying leaped onto the mountain of corpses and stood beside Chen Jing.

Holding his sword, he gazed intently ahead, his eyes burning with intensity.

Chen Jing came to his senses and murmured:

"Senior sister...you...why are you here..."

After a moment of silence, He Ying said softly:

"I'm your senior sister..."

Chen Jing's heart skipped a beat, and his nose stung with tears.

He smiled and nodded slightly.

He wiped the blood from his face, grinned at the enemy soldiers, and said:

"Looks like today, you and I, brother and sister, are going to die together..."

He Ying didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and her eyes softened with tenderness.

"kill..."

He Ying roared and charged ahead of the enemy.

Chen Jing followed closely behind, his spear flashing like a dragon, like a tiger among sheep.

The two were originally from the same school, and after more than 20 years of living and working together, their tacit understanding was beyond question.

With their cooperation, their combat strength increased significantly.

However, human strength has its limits, and no one can maintain such a powerful fighting force indefinitely.

Although He Ying has broken through to the fourth realm, he is ultimately lacking in foundation.

Once his vital energy was exhausted, he was no longer able to fight.

In a moment of carelessness, his right arm, which was holding the knife, was severed.

He Ying roared and kicked the general who had severed his right arm away. He Ying stumbled back a few steps and stood back to back with Chen Jing.

Chen Jing glanced back, his eyes reddening.

"Senior sister..."

He Ying smiled sadly and turned around to say:

"Junior brother... I'm sorry... I've been too selfish all these years..."

Chen Jing shook his head.

"Senior sister was just doing the only thing she could do, and I've never blamed you..."

Watching the enemy troops attack again, He Ying smiled reluctantly and murmured:

"Junior brother... if you survive... don't forget me..."

A long spear pierced her body. With her last bit of strength, He Ying clung tightly to the spears embedded in her body with both hands, letting out a fierce roar.

The spears snapped, instantly killing the soldiers wielding them.

He Ying collapsed, blood gushing from her mouth.

She tried to turn her head back, wanting to take one last look at that figure, but in the end she closed her eyes and collapsed.

On the other side, Chen Jing didn't even have time to turn around and glance at He Ying.

Because he had more enemies in front of him.

But tears had already fallen silently; of all the Flying Cloud Sect members left, he was all alone...

Chen Jing had long since lost track of how long the battle had been going on.

The spear in his hand was already soaked in blood.

Several arrows were still stuck in his back and abdomen, and each time he was shot, they would tear open his wounds, causing him to bleed profusely.

Finally, Chen Jing was completely exhausted.

After killing a charging soldier with a single spear thrust, he was unable to pull out his spear, which slipped from his hand.

My legs buckled, and I didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The Dali soldiers around him stopped and surrounded Chen Jing.

The enemy commander walked over step by step, his sword gleaming coldly in the firelight.

"General Chen is exceptionally brave and valiant; I admire him greatly."

"But since you killed so many of my brothers, I can only cut off your head to commemorate the warriors of my Great Li."

Chen Jing weakly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

But I couldn't help but think of the days I spent practicing Taoism in Anyi County.

"Heh... sir, it seems Chen Jing is going to break his promise..."

He slowly closed his eyes, awaiting death.

I just missed that streak of light that streaked across the sky.