Climbing to the Top: A Reborn Queen's Journey-Chapter 554: Fierce Battle

General Fan made a decisive decision and sent troops out of the city. This decision was indeed extremely wise.

The Rouran Barbarians were busy rescuing the fire-stricken horses and attacking the Nanyang Army soldiers who hadn’t managed to escape the camp in time, resulting in utter chaos. At this point, twenty thousand border army cavalry charged into the camp, fearlessly wielding swords, and the Rouran Barbarians couldn’t form an effective military formation for counterattacks, causing significant casualties in an instant.

However, the fierce nature of the Rouran Barbarians was fully aroused, and they zealously wielded their weapons and fiercely fought against the border army. Fortunately, twenty thousand infantry arrived in time to stabilize the battle situation.

The fierce battle raged on for a whole day, turning the sky dim and the earth dark, with no sunlight or moonlight, corpses littering the ground, and rivers of blood flowing.

The Rouran Barbarians suffered heavy losses, with countless deaths and injuries. The border army, fighting with bloodlust, also lost many people. In the end, everyone was blinded by their killing rage. You stab me once, I return the favor, while those behind continue the attack. One figure after another fell continuously.

On the battlefield, human life is so insignificant. Whether it’s a border army general or a Rouran general, when killed, they are no different from ordinary soldiers.

The sky gradually darkened, clouds gathered in the sky, and after several flashes of lightning, it suddenly began to rain.

The torrential downpour quickly drenched everyone, blurring their vision. This intense battle had no choice but to end here.

The border army retreated first. Today, the border army had the upper hand, their morale high, and they retreated in an orderly manner. The Rouran Barbarians, having never suffered such a crushing defeat before, surprisingly lacked the courage to pursue them, allowing the border army to retreat smoothly, leaving behind a field of broken limbs and blood.

The scene was like Hell on Earth, terrifying to behold. Unknowingly, a Rouran Barbarian suddenly started crying. He was quickly silenced by those around him. Nevertheless, the low spirits rapidly spread throughout the camp.

A brawny man, nine feet tall, clutched his wounded right abdomen and angrily shouted in Rouran language: "Return to the tents and rest first, collect the bodies after the rain stops!"

This brawny man was the Rouran general who had wounded Yu Chong with a single blow. His name was Ah Fu Luo, and he was the top general under Fumingdun Khan. With innate Divine Power and a notorious reputation, he had great prestige within the Rouran Army.

Under Ah Fu Luo’s angry command, the exhausted Rouran Barbarians trudged heavily back to their tents to take shelter from the rain.

Thunder rumbled continuously, rain pattered down, accompanied by howling winds that thrashed against the tents. Inside the tents, the Rouran Barbarians who had narrowly survived began to realize just how many comrades they had lost.

Ah Fu Luo stood in the pouring rain until all the living Rouran Cavalry had returned to the tents. Only then did he return to his tent with the help of his personal soldiers to receive treatment for his injuries.

Ah Fu Luo was a tough man, his right abdomen bleeding continuously, but he kept a straight face, opening his mouth and ordering: "Imprison the captured prisoners and interrogate them carefully. The soldiers who burned our supplies are definitely not border army. Find out where they came from! I will take revenge personally!"

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In the storm, the border army soldiers either led their horses or struggled to walk.

General Fan had been waiting for a whole day, having the city gates opened well in advance, and personally welcoming the generals and soldiers back to the city. With a glance, he noticed a familiar face was missing.

"Where is Lin Da?"

"Reporting to the Great General, General Lin died in battle, and we didn’t have time to recover his body."

On the battlefield, where blades and swords have no eyes, the more bravely one charges, the faster they may die. General Lin, leading the cavalry charge into the Rouran camp, had his horse’s leg severed by a Rouran Barbarian, fell off his horse, and was hacked to death, leaving his body incomplete and dying a dreadful death.

General Fan’s eyes reddened, a pang of anguish in his heart, but he said nothing.

Another trusted general, General Chu, was relatively lucky, suffering only minor injuries.

In this battle, a total of three mid-to-low-ranking generals died in combat. The soldiers who died were too numerous to count, but it was at least three to four thousand.

Of course, more Rouran Barbarians were killed. No matter what, this battle was a great victory for the border army.

General Fan mourned General Lin for a moment before quickly pulling himself together, ordering everyone to return to their tents and rest. Hot meals and hot water had already been prepared, allowing the soldiers, who had fought fiercely all day, to eat their fill, wash with hot water, and then sleep.

As for the wounded, their numbers weren’t large because those severely injured couldn’t retreat in time and died in the Rouran camp. Those who managed to escape were mostly lightly injured.

The military doctors in the border army had no hope of getting any sleep that night.

It rained until the third hour, washing away much of the bloody smell in the air. General Fan patrolled and organized throughout the night, not closing his eyes either.

The next day, the Rouran Barbarians did not attack the city, and General Fan didn’t send anyone out of the city. It was a rare day of ceasefire.

After resting for a night, General Chu came to see General Fan, whispering: "Great General, we fought a brilliant victory, finally earning some respect. We should immediately send a battle report to the court to request rewards." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

General Fan nodded slightly: "I will start drafting the memorial. The greatest credit for this battle belongs to the Nanyang Army. I will request a commendation for Yu Chong in the memorial."

General Chu was also impressed by Yu Chong: "To penetrate the Rouran camp, burn their supplies and stables, the Nanyang Army is indeed brave and fierce! Although I don’t know how many casualties they suffered, I wonder if General Yu is safe."

General Fan sighed: "It’s unclear now, we’ll have to wait for the Nanyang Army to return."

After waiting half a day, past noon, the Nanyang Army returned.

While going there, to avoid detection, the Nanyang Army traveled stealthily day and night. On the return journey, with no need for concealment, they rode back at full speed, making much faster time.

General Fan was startled when he saw Yu Chong, burning with fever and unconscious: "What happened to General Yu?"

Having traveled continuously, worried beyond measure, Li Tie’s eyes were bloodshot, his voice hoarse: "Our general was wounded by a Rouran general while setting fire to the camp, losing a lot of blood. He fell unconscious during the retreat, and despite the military doctor’s efforts to bandage and treat him, my subordinates barely managed to support him back."

General Fan, without further small talk, immediately instructed: "Carry him back to the tent at once, summon the best military doctor to treat General Yu."

Yu Chong’s left shoulder was heavily wounded; he lost too much blood, and although treated and bandaged, he hadn’t had a chance to rest and rode on horseback during the retreat, even being caught in the storm. High fever raged, his face flushed, and he remained motionless as he was carried back and forth. It was truly frightening.

The most skilled military doctor in the border army quickly came to re-treat Yu Chong’s external wounds.

Necrotic flesh was removed, and the best wound medicine applied. External wounds are simple to treat, but the high fever was persistent. They painstakingly prepared a fever-reducing decoction, managing to feed him half a bowl before Yu Chong suddenly coughed violently, vomiting it all out.

Most of Yu Chong’s personal soldiers had died, leaving only six alive. These six gathered around Yu Chong’s bed, eyes red, with none willing to rest.

Suppressing his distress, Li Tie picked up a pen to write a letter to the Commandery Princess.

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