Doomsday Code

Chapter 910 Digital Performance Review

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Has His Majesty ordered you to go?"

The massive body of the bull landed in front of them. The snow wolves beneath it had already been severely intimidated by Chen Cheng's divine phantom, and now, upon encountering the bull, they all immediately became spineless.

Those who surrender will be spared death.

The bull's voice echoed throughout the battlefield, and those who were still thinking of escaping lost their courage upon hearing it.

Because Kui Niu's roar carries a special method of intimidating the mind, it is very effective against these Snow Wolf Riders whose fighting spirit has been shattered.

The six thousand elite cavalry guards quickly began to confiscate weapons and detain the snow wolf riders.

Before Chen Cheng stood an old general with a long beard. Chen Cheng could not sense the sun-like power aura emanating from him, unlike other legendary-level generals. He was very similar to Sheli.

In Chen Cheng's eyes, he saw a sharp sword sheathed, just like Sheli.

However, his sword far surpasses Sheli's in both quality and sharpness.

Moreover, Chen Cheng only looked at him for a short while before his eyes felt a stinging pain, as if the sheathed sword was somehow piercing his eyes again.

Chen Cheng quickly withdrew his divine domain, while Sheli beside him held a butcher knife in his hand, his eyes fixed on the suddenly appearing Ye Rong. Sheli was ready to take full action if Ye Rong made any move.

"What a sharp sword! I presume the general is General Ye Rong, the current commander of the Great Wall Army."

Chen Cheng broke the silence between the two sides by speaking first.

Ye Rong remained silent, watching him. However, in Chen Cheng's perception, the sword sheathed was trembling, showing signs of losing control and bursting out of its sheath.

"General Ye, General Ye."

Chen Cheng called out.

He was genuinely afraid that Ye Rong would lose control and fall into a state of demonic possession, which would be an unforgivable sin for him.

A tear slid down Ye Rong's cheek and landed in his hand. The next moment, Ye Rong shouted:

"I dedicate this sword to Your Majesty."

This tear transformed into a sword, which was then slashed out of Ye Rong's hand.

The sword did not strike Chen Cheng directly, but instead carried a wisp of his consciousness across hundreds or even thousands of miles of space, appearing at the location of the Western Camp.

At this moment, the same situation that had just occurred—the Blood Fiends and Snow Wolf Riders fighting against the Great Wall Army—was also taking place here.

This sword strike, like a celestial being descending from the heavens, instantly shattered the fighting spirit of the 20,000 elite troops of the Kingdom of Komo. At the same time, its sharpness remained undiminished as it sliced ​​through the ranks of the 20,000 elite soldiers, causing them to lose their armor as their formation was broken.

The sword intent dissipated, and the tears in his hand evaporated completely.

Chen Cheng, however, was still reeling from the shock of that sword strike.

He wasn't surprised by the power of Ye Rong's sword strike, but rather savoring everything that strike had conveyed to him.

This is not a sword of sword intent, but a sword of the heart slashed out by Ye Rong's heart.

His final sword strike could have wiped out those 20,000 elite troops, but he didn't; he merely removed their armor.

He was telling Chen Cheng that Ye Rong had never changed, that he always remembered the imperial decree from back then, and that he was a guardian, not a killer.

After unleashing this sword strike, Ye Rong performed a deep bow to Chen Cheng, a gesture he hadn't done in almost two hundred years.

"This humble general, Ye Rong, pays his respects to Your Majesty."

In the autumn of 804 AD, Ye Rong was ordered by the emperor to guard the Great Wall in the northern border. In the winter of 996 AD, he reported back to His Majesty.

For 192 years, the Great Wall was never breached. A total of 13,564 enemy attacks were repelled, and the number of enemy casualties was too numerous to record.

The number of those killed in battle was 295,643, including two battalion commanders, 7,541 colonels, and 288,100 armored soldiers.

"Among them, 7,541 captains died in battle, 2,123 were orcs and 48,674 were armored soldiers."

At this moment, only Ye Rong's voice could be heard calling out numbers at the foot of the Great Wall. Every number he uttered represented all the wars and legends that had taken place on the Great Wall over the past two hundred years.

Everyone was watching Ye Rong, watching this general, who usually presented himself as decisive and resolute, deliver these data in a choked voice.

Here are their relatives, friends, comrades-in-arms, and their own personal experiences.

It turns out that the invincible general in their eyes was not heartless. He had just silently endured the hardships alone for two hundred years. In fact, he still remembered everyone and everything.

He just couldn't find anyone to confide in.

Chen Cheng did not stop Ye Rong from speaking, but simply stood quietly in front of Ye Rong and listened to everything he had to say.

At that moment, a line of poetry suddenly popped into Chen Cheng's mind.

Green hills everywhere bury loyal bones; why must they be wrapped in horsehide to return home?

Unintentionally, Chen Cheng recited this line of poetry.

By the time he realized what was happening, the scenery before him was already blurred by his tears, and Ye Rong's report had long since ended.

When Ye Rong heard the poem recited by Chen Cheng, he, being from a prestigious family, was naturally able to appreciate the courage of the soldiers who fought on the battlefield, disregarding life and death.

And isn't this referring to their Northern Wall Army?

Chen Cheng wiped away his tears with his hand, then helped Ye Rong up and said:

"Now is not the time to be sentimental. The revolution is not yet successful, and we must continue to work hard."

"Now those five kingdoms are about to completely break off relations. According to the intelligence I've gathered along the way, they are very likely to take action against the Great Wall Army."

Chen Cheng then told Ye Rong everything he had heard.

After all, he was the commander-in-chief of the Great Wall Army, and he should know better than I how to deal with this.

At this moment, Kui Niu also flew over and greeted Chen Cheng.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. I am Kui Niu, and I am currently the acting commander of the Southern Camp."

Kui Niu gave Chen Cheng a simple, honest smile.

"Your Majesty, the Kui Niu tribe, to which Kui Niu belongs, is one of the top 100 royal families of the orc race. Previously, Wei Bing, the commander of the Southern Camp, died in battle. Kui Niu's strength and military achievements are sufficient, so he temporarily took over as the commander of the Southern Camp."

"The same applies to me. Commander Long Chen of the Eastern Camp was also killed in battle, so I am currently temporarily assuming the position of commander of the Eastern Camp."

Ye Rong never forgot his position, so he and Kui Niu were only temporary officials before they received official titles from the emperor.

Furthermore, this temporary arrangement wasn't something announced behind closed doors; the entire Great Wall Army knew about it.

Chen Cheng, of course, wouldn't stage any power grab; he simply used the King's Sword in his hand as witness to conduct a simple investiture ceremony.

Although it seemed like child's play, Kui Niu truly benefited after receiving Chen Cheng's investiture.

In the future, when he commands the Southern Camp in battle and uses the battle formation enhancement, there will never be a situation where the battle formation is unstable again.

Through the Divine Realm, Chen Cheng also saw that with his investiture, the King's Sword in his hand emitted a power that merged into the bodies of Kui Niu and Ye Rong.

Although he didn't know what kind of power it was, seeing how happy Kui Niu was, he knew it must be beneficial to them.