Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

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Chapter 107, Undeterred and Unstoppable

The top of a rolling hill.

Heavy hooves pounded on the tips of the grass, which had turned slightly yellow in the autumn. Xi Heng sat sideways on the horse, looking at the distant battlefield shrouded in a layer of smoke and mist.

As a garrison fortress behind the northern border, Kezhou City, though not as strategically important as the most important Qiming City, still had high and thick walls, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Yanmeng, being a nomadic state on the grasslands, had been fighting with the Great Zhao for nearly a century, but had rarely actually breached any city or fortress.

Therefore, the many generals and soldiers of the Great Zhao were not afraid of Yan Mengren's attack on the city.

After all, the few engineers in Yan Meng's army had almost all defected from the Great Zhao Kingdom more than ten years ago, and the catapults they built were all outdated models. Yan Meng's country also lacked skilled craftsmen, so even such outdated siege weapons could not be built properly.

Last time, Yan Mengguo pulled out a catapult, but the projectiles were launched so high that they couldn't even get over the city wall. After being loaded and fired ten times, the catapult would collapse, which made the soldiers of Zhao laugh at the sight.

As for other siege weapons, they basically need to be close to the city walls, and can be burned by a single fire, so they are not very effective.

If we compare Yan Meng's army with the Tianliang rebels who once ruled the Great Zhao, Yan Meng's army would be more than three times stronger than Tianliang's in terms of military strength and combat power.

But when it comes to siege capabilities, the tables immediately turn.

The Zhao generals, skilled in defending cities, only needed to be wary of powerful enemy warriors attempting to storm the city walls, and they didn't need to worry about the Yan Meng Kingdom's offensive.

At least... that's how it should be.

But now, Xi Heng could only see the defending troops on the distant city walls facing a barrage of dense fog.

Yan Mengguo's rudimentary catapult did not launch stones to smash the wall, but instead threw out many black circles of varying sizes, which fell like rain onto the top of the city wall.

The black munitions exploded upon landing, first bursting into flames, then creating thick black flames that obscured the defenders' vision. At the same time, the military headquarters below also erected heavy ladders against the wall.

Due to poor visibility, the defending troops were unable to take proper precautions, and Yan Meng, the vanguard, had already climbed up the ladder to the top.

"Something seems amiss..." Xi Heng murmured as he gazed at the city wall of Kezhou from afar.

Although the Zhao garrison on the city wall managed to react with difficulty, ordering their warriors to wield swords and spears to disperse the thick smoke, once the smoke cleared, another black bullet would fall, exploding into black mist that obscured visibility and choked the lungs.

Although Yan Meng's throwing chariot outside the city could not launch boulders weighing over 200 jin as powerfully as the Great Zhao's throwing chariot, and its operation was quite slow, with a long interval between each launch.

However, it is quite suitable for launching these black fog bullets of various sizes.

Black smoke billowed over the city wall that Yan Meng was attacking. Due to insufficient firing rate, it failed to cover all the walls, and the defenders on the other walls could still shoot arrows to kill the enemy.

However, these people can only provide remote support and cannot directly resist enemy attacks.

If there were no choking black fog, the defenders would surely have poured out oil or lowered stones, spiked boards, and rolling logs, etc.

With just a few strikes, you can knock down, crush, or stab any enemy climbing the ladder.

However, with poor visibility, even if the defenders blindfolded themselves and randomly threw oil cans downhill, they wouldn't hit any specific targets.

In a short while, Yan Mengjun's troops had already scaled the city wall at a point where the flank defenses were weakening.

Although he was stabbed to death by the city wall defenders in an instant, it also meant that the defense line of the Great Zhao was being gradually broken down, and more and more enemies were climbing up.

"Your Highness, what should our army do?" came the voice of the adjutant beside him.

Xi Heng raised his hand to quiet the people around him and carefully looked at the thick black and gray fog.

She had encountered a similar dense fog attack when she fought against Yan Menghua before.

The solution at the time was to retreat from the area shrouded in black fog, but the city walls couldn't be moved.

Furthermore, even if the fog is blown away in various ways, black fog bombs will be thrown from below to cover it again.

"This thing doesn't seem to have the impact of an explosion or the damage from shrapnel; it only burns and emits smoke. It must just be a new thing created by changing the gunpowder ratio."

"How could such barbarians as Yan Meng produce new technology? Or did they steal it when they attacked other small countries?"

"No matter what, how should we deal with this..."

There are two fairly straightforward ways to abolish this tactic—either bombard the enemy's catapults or detonate their ammunition depots.

With his extraordinary eyesight, Xi Heng could see that the black fog bombs that had caused the defenders' predicament were being placed in boxes next to each of the catapults.

Xi Heng estimated the distance, then with a flick of his right hand, he magically grasped a spirit stone.

"Using a single spirit stone can unleash a massive fireball with a range of hundreds of meters, which will then crash into the enemy's formation."

"Then we need to be close enough."

The besieging army numbered in the tens of thousands, spread across a radius of a kilometer.

If Xi Heng wants to hit the fireball accurately, he needs to get at least 500 meters away from the launch vehicle.

In other words, it requires breaking through the enemy's lines.

She was able to do this as a martial artist who had mastered the Transformation Realm.

"But consuming an entire spirit stone just to destroy the chariot with a single strike... it feels like such a waste."

Xi Heng wanted to use this opportunity to further expand his advantage.

Rushing over to destroy the siege equipment with fireballs and then fleeing was really not her style.

Since we're going to charge into the enemy lines, we should strike at their heart and soul; that would be enough to sway the entire battle.

If she could win this battle, it would be exactly what she wanted.

She turned to look at the cavalry lieutenant beside her and ordered, "Bring the core soldiers who accompanied me in the last fire raid on the enemy camp."

The lieutenant turned around and called out the names of the soldiers one by one. A total of fifty-three elite cavalrymen lined up in a single file.

Xi Heng approached, casually grabbed a spirit stone, chanted an incantation, and pinched his fingers, once again drawing fire patterns on the backs of these people's hands.

The defending troops of Kezhou City in the distance were quite resilient. Even when hit by thick smoke and at a disadvantage, they failed to allow the enemy to actually occupy a section of the city wall.

Perhaps it was also because Yan Mengjun's visibility would be obstructed by the thick fog after he climbed the city wall.

Neither side could see the enemy clearly through the smoke, so the Zhao soldiers, who were already prepared to fight on the city walls, naturally had the upper hand.

But as more and more people climb the city walls, this balance of power will gradually crumble.

Xi Heng didn't know when the city wall would fall, so he could only speed up his chanting and draw fire patterns on the backs of the hands of the elite soldiers in front of him.

Gradually, after one spirit stone was used up, she drew another one on the back of her hand.

"Fifty-odd regular fireballs, plus my own fire spell that cost a whole spirit stone, and a cavalry raid... should be enough to inflict considerable damage on the enemy."

Using another spirit stone gave Xi Heng even more confidence.

"Downhill, form a bird formation, prepare to attack the catapult position from the enemy's weak flank." Xi Heng waved his hand, turned around, mounted his warhorse, and spurred the reins forward.

Charging an army of tens of thousands with only five hundred cavalry was something her soldiers would never even dare to dream of.

Although he was still following Xi Heng's orders to go downhill, his movements were clearly somewhat hesitant.

Seeing this, she narrowed her eyes and said loudly again:

"When a bird of prey is about to strike, it must first take flight; a single rider charging forward can deter an entire army—a formation of birds in flight!"

The long sword at his waist was suddenly drawn, its cold light flashing, and the general's aura and power rose up.

His unintentional display of murderous intent startled his subordinates, who then took action, forming ranks according to their troop types.

The first to obey orders were the vanguard cavalry who had previously fought alongside her in a surprise attack, forming the head of the bird formation.

Xi Heng was at the front of the formation. While waiting to form ranks, he ordered his deputy to hand him a smaller, dark red Zhao banner. However, instead of hanging it on a flagpole, he simply wore it like a cloak behind his back and tied it around his neck.

The dark red cloth fluttered in the autumn wind, making the upright and square Zhao character stand out.

A few minutes later, the five hundred cavalrymen finally formed their battle formation.

The soldiers were extremely nervous. Xi Heng casually said a few words to boost morale, and without caring whether his soldiers took it to heart, he began to plan when the vanguard cavalry would unleash their fire spells.

The fireball was released three times in total. The first time was when they broke in to confuse the enemy, the second time it hit the center of the enemy, and the third time it exploded when they broke out.

Xi Heng's fire spell was intended to directly destroy the enemy's catapult formation.

Furthermore, she also planned to unleash a sword that would open the door along the way.

Qi and blood, along with internal energy, have been incorporated into the sword and can be activated at any time.

With everything ready, the girl pondered for a moment before reopening her eyes.

Immediately, he pointed his sword at the enemy's densely packed formation, which resembled ants.

"All troops, follow me and kill!"

After a brief sound, Xi Heng suddenly yanked the reins, spurring his horse forward at top speed.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

To boost morale, the triangular cavalry formation behind them shouted with increasing ferocity.

The sounds of battle echoed across the vast wilderness, drawing the attention of a group of auxiliary soldiers on the outer perimeter of the enemy ranks, hundreds of meters away.

"There seems to be some sound..."

The man rubbed his rough ears and looked back at the source of the sound.

In the distance, shrouded in a misty haze, a cloud of brownish-yellow dust seemed to rise up, standing out starkly against the hazy gray-black fog surrounding the city walls.

Then, a series of increasingly loud, rumbling sounds, like muffled thunder, rose up.

The busy service soldiers around, who were carrying boxes of supplies, mostly stopped to look.

Gradually, from the rising dust, many cavalrymen suddenly appeared, wearing armor, riding warhorses, and carrying spears, swords, or bows and arrows, charging forward.

At first, the Yan Meng soldiers on the perimeter thought that this cavalry was their own elite force, since their fully armored heavy cavalry looked very similar to this cavalry.

But as they drew closer, they could feel the overwhelming killing intent and power, and in disbelief, they realized that it was the enemy's cavalry charging towards them.

Among them, the miscellaneous soldiers and generals who knew about the battle were at a loss. According to the intelligence they had, although the Great Zhao had won a victory in Qiming, it had also suffered many casualties and needed to rest for several days.

How could we rush here immediately after just finishing a fierce battle?

Before he could think any further, the cavalry formation had already collided with the enemy's outer troops.

boom--

Cries of pain continued, and horror erupted.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

One by one, the soldiers blocking the way were knocked away by the warhorses, crashing to the ground, suffering multiple fractures, and coughing up blood, nearing death.

The warhorse's hoof stomped down again, making a loud thud and drawing blood. The remaining soldiers standing nearby immediately panicked and scattered.

The outer guerrillas were disorganized and incompetent, but the inner enemy regulars were not.

Hearing the shouts from the outside, they turned around at the command of their soldiers, some with shields and some with guns, and in a short time formed a human wall and shield wall.

With their spears and shields raised, a dense wall of soldiers stood before them, seemingly ready to halt the cavalry's charge.

But in the next instant, the rider charging ahead suddenly spread his left hand high, gathering a cluster of flames upwards.

Seventeen tiny suns, seemingly about to illuminate the heavens and earth, suddenly lit up.

Before the cavalry could even make contact with the human wall and shield formation, seventeen fireballs fell like meteors.

Boom——

Explosions rang out, screams of pain filled the air, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The impact of the explosions threw up large numbers of enemy troops, leaving large gaps in their previously well-organized formations.

Xi Heng swung his sword forward, clearing the way for the cavalry formation.

The enemy soldiers who were still standing tried to slash her with their swords, but their heads were blown off by the sword energy she swung.

The soldiers who barely managed to dodge the two attacks were stunned by the continuous explosions. Even those with strong wills still tried to slash and kill, but their numbers were few and far between, and they could not stop the aggressive cavalry.

After charging into the enemy ranks, the riders' initial hesitation turned into ferocity.

Now, with the help of immortal magic, they became excited and impassioned again, shouting and yelling, constantly calling for battle.

The cavalry, like sharp knives, pierced into the enemy's heartland. Then, with Xi Heng's sword energy clearing the way, they finally saw the rows of catapults in front of the city wall.

Judging by the distance, it was still several hundred meters away. Xi Heng raised his left hand, which was tightly gripping the spirit stone, and the fire patterns on the back of his hand bloomed and grew larger.

Flames surged up, and the largest fireball was quickly raised.

The last time she used such powerful fire magic was when she was searching for immortals at sea to break through the dense fog.

Today, coincidentally, the fog was broken in a different way.