The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 561 The Army Pressures the Territory (5)_1

Chapter 561: Chapter 561 The Army Pressures the Territory (5)_1

"Chief Commander, I’m willing to lead a team and fight." Timur loudly volunteered.

Behind him, the twenty or so unidentified soldiers who had infiltrated the area were under siege, and were slaughtered by the Northern Soldiers until only a handful remained.

"Capture them alive." Bayal ordered.

"Capture them alive." The order was conveyed immediately.

"Dream on." The few soldiers in black exchanged glances and then continued their fight with gritted teeth.

"Such diehards." Bayal coldly chuckled.

Billy stood by watching, his men and the soldiers in black fighting, without uttering a word.

"Brothers, I’m going first." One of the soldiers dressed in black, with wounds on his arms and legs, gritted his teeth and drew his blade across his throat.

"Damn!" Timur was shocked, he wanted to stop them, but before he could, the remaining soldiers also drew their blades across their throats. The Northern group originally infiltrated the enemy lines with a die-hard belief, obviously they wouldn’t surrender.

"Men of steel indeed." Bayal evaluated, his gaze finally landed on the bodies on the ground with some respect.

"Chu Suifeng doesn’t have cowards under his command." Timur’s eyes also held respect.

The people of the Northern Country valued warfare and held respect for valiant heroes who didn’t fear death.

"Tomorrow, hang the heads of these people on the flagpole." Billy said coldly.

"Yes, Counselor." Timur saluted, reverting to his cold demeanor.

Those who were sent out, none returned. Situ Gong and the others knew that the situation was bleak. If by morning, those who were sent out have not yet returned, it’s likely that it is not going to end well.

Even if they had expected it, when the next day they saw their comrade’s severed heads displayed on the enemy’s flagpole, everyone’s hearts were still filled with rage.

"General, I’m willing to lead an attack." One of the sturdy soldiers volunteered with rage in his eyes.

"I’m willing to fight the first battle."

...

Several leaders of Luo Heng’s command stepped forward while the soldiers below were also quite worked up.

"Luo Ying, you lead the team to face Timur. Remember, defeat is allowed but not victory." Luo Heng suppressed his sadness, and ordered.

"General." Luo Ying was deeply upset. Losing the first battle is equivalent to giving the enemies encouragement and undermining their own morale, isn’t it?

"Go."

Stomping his feet, Luo Ying led his men out of North City.

The enemy likewise dispatched a general, and both sides immediately engaged in combat.

From his vantage point, Lin Ziyin observed that Luo Ying’s strength wasn’t bad, at least the person the enemy had sent was no match for him.

After more than a hundred rounds of combat, the Northern soldiers sounded the retreat.

Although it went against Luo Ying’s will, he had no choice. Upon hearing the signal, he wasted no time on the battlefield, turned his horse around and returned.

The enemy, of course, wasn’t willing to let go of this opportunity and immediately pursued them relentlessly.

However, when they pursued him to the city gate, they were driven back by the arrows from the city walls.

Five consecutive battles all ended this way. The morale of the Northern Country was soaring, while that of the Northern Land appeared much more calm.

"You five will go into battle again tomorrow." Billy, sitting in his tent, saw the triumphant figures of his generals and frowned.

"State Preceptor, do you think Luo Heng’s men are playing tricks?" Bayal also wasn’t clamored by the victories.

"Let’s wait and see." Billy commanded ominously.

"Yes." Timur, aware of Billy’s capabilities, agreed without objection.

Billy looked at the distant battlefield, filled with silent hatred.