Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Back then, Nan Hua was pretending to be nothing more than an ordinary soldier. She had to finish her task of assassinating a certain important leader from the army, so she stayed there. During the important moment, she killed the target and disappeared into the night.

'This time, I'll have to show great performances.'

Gong!

The sound of the war drum resounded.

The respective generals from each army were standing at the forefront of their soldiers, looking at the enemies in front of them. Neither one of them showed any nervousness and there were only confidence and determination.

No matter what, they had to win the war.

"River General Pan," Great General Nan looked at the person in front of him. His lips curled up to form a sneer. "I didn't expect you to take the long trip to come here personally."

In front of Great General Nan was another general. Holding a large and long sword that seemed to be as big as his body, he sat on top of his horse. His expression was menacing when he looked at Great General Nan in front of him.

"Great General Nan, how about if you just give up? We all have gathered here today in order to take over Fei Yang Kingdom." River General Pan chuckled.

Great General Nan's eyes turned cold. "Do you really think that I'll abandon my homeland that easily? What terms did that Prime Minister Lei give to you to make you choose to participate?"

"Ah, didn't you know about it? We'll take over Fei Yang Kingdom and divide the territory into five parts." River General Pan chuckled. "Do you think you can give better promise than this?"

Great General Nan was silent. He was looking towards the other famous generals as his heart lurched. There were a lot of those old veterans who managed to survive up until now and still made their name on the battlefield. Even then, he knew for sure that facing so many of them would mean that they had to expend all of their energies.

River General Pan glanced over at the other famed generals. Seeing them nod their head, he smirked. "Facing the famed Fei Yang Kingdom, we've been advancing without stopping to come to this famed high pass. The same High Pass that stopped us many years ago. This time, we'll avenge that time and march through the gate! Everyone,....."

"Archers!"

Swish!

River General Pan was stunned but then he glanced at the army at the side where General Long was located. Ignoring the conversation between River General Pan and Great General Nan, General Long directly ordered his archers, who were located at slightly higher position, to shoot immediately.

"Damn it!" River General Pan was fuming. Just who is defending and who is attacking exactly?

"CHARGE!"

The shout reverberated from across the river and also in front of them. River General Pan noticed Great General Nan was advancing towards him.

Clang!

Their weapon met each other.

The two of them both used sword, but River General Pan used a rather big one while Great General Nan used a long sword.

"You're back to use sword again, Wu Xian?" River General Pan sneered.

Great General Nan, whose real name was Nan Wu Xian, merely swung his sword towards River General Pan. "Against someone like you, a sword is enough."

"Don't you get cocky!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The two generals clashed with each other, sending the sound reverberating around them. Generals were people who had high martial arts (aside from some pure intelligent type who really only rely on their brain). They all donned in eye catching armor to make sure that the enemy would target them.

This way, they would be able to make sure the most skilled one was facing them and not their subordinates.

Drap! Drap! Drap!

Running along with the soldiers, Nan Luo ordered them to start attacking the enemies around them. The two armies had clashed and it was impossible to keep the formation intact.

In the first place… it was not their style either.

Clang! Slash! Slash!

Behind Nan Luo, Nan Hua was cleaning up the soldiers swiftly. No one could get close to Nan Luo's back. With each strike, a soldier would fall down and then got trampled by either side as they continued to try advancing.

Feng Ao Kuai was staying in the middle of his soldiers, his hand was holding onto several knives. Aside from arrows, he had been learning the art of throwing knives, albeit not as good as archery. After all, he didn't really like it and if it was unnecessary, he really didn't want to get into the middle of skirmish like this.

"Young Master!" Si Kang yelled.

Slash!

Feng Ao Kuai switched to a sword as fast as possible. He looked at the dead soldier beside him, his heart was cold. This was the first time in his life he was facing a much greater number of enemies. Back then, Old Master Nan would find them those that were more or less at equal number.

'There are so many of them…'

"Maintain the formation!"

"Yes!"

Glancing at the side, Feng Ao Kuai noticed the scattering of Nan Luo's soldier. They were more or less grouped but the distance between each other was much larger. "Tell Xiao Yan to maintain formation."

"Yes, Young Master."

Swish! Slash!

Nan Hua killed another group of people, looking at the mess of corpses around her calmly. She noticed that her brother was advancing very quickly because she had cleaned up those around him.

"Luo, don't go too fast."

"Ah?"

Nan Luo swung his sword before turning around. He could see Nan Hua was standing there with her bloodstained robe. "Oh? I didn't expect that I'll be advancing too fast. In that case…"

Swish! Clang!

"Where do you think you're looking at, young boy?"

A commander from Wei Da Kingdom had appeared in front of Nan Luo. Holding his sword, Nan Luo glared at the other party, his eyes were cold and icy. "I'm looking at a rotten piece of meat."