Chapter 1417: The Inevitable Mission

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"Who else wants to go die!”

Wu Qingcang's scolding echoed in the tent, no one dared to speak.

Suping gasped for breath, his chest armor rising and falling rapidly. But though he opened his mouth time and again, Suping couldn't find the words to speak.

Finally, he angrily threw the bloodstained, sharpened sword on the ground. His voice choked with emotion as he said: “Four thousand brothers, four thousand living brothers, they followed me from the capital to Xian Chao, and then from Xian Chao to Yueya Pass. But I can’t bring them back anymore!”

"Do you know, out of my four thousand brothers, there are quite a few pairs of siblings. Their families rely on the salaries of their brothers to get by. Their parents are elderly and have no children. If these brothers all die, it's as if they have been cut off from their lineage. How can I possibly deliver their pensions to them"

These words touched the hearts of all the generals.

The commanders at Yueya Pass had seen countless battles and deaths, but they were still human. Facing the death of their subordinates, those who they respected deeply and spent every day with, it was hard for them not to feel pain.

Wu Qingcang wasn't feeling well either.

His lips moved slightly, and he spoke in a low voice: "If I had the chance to go back, I would personally deliver condolences to their parents."

After saying that, Wu Qingcang's eyes turned as cold as ice. He gritted his teeth and said: "But before we do that, we need to kill every single Liao soldier and avenge our brothers!"

The atmosphere inside the tent briefly lifted because of that sentence.

Wu Qingcang looked at the indignant generals, but his heart was not at ease.

He knew that to carry out his words and kill all the Liao army was nearly impossible.

The gap in strength between the two sides is too great.

And regardless of whether it was support or existing reserves, Yueya Guan had reached the point of exhaustion.

But the Liao army, it seemed, was inexhaustible, never-ending.

While everyone else can be pessimistic and despairing, as the head coach, he cannot afford to be.

He had to do everything he could to send his subordinates positive and optimistic signals, urging their will to survive and win. Otherwise, if even he gave up hope, then Moonlit Pass would be truly finished.

"Since its establishment, Yuezhaya Pass has never faced a battle as difficult as this one. From the start of the war until now, we have suffered losses of over 63,000 soldiers, and everything within the city has been nearly destroyed."

We are out of options. If we retreat, not only will we perish, but the entire Qin state and its people will suffer unimaginable devastation. Therefore, we must hold our ground at Moonlit Pass. As long as we remain here, the pass remains intact. If we fall, we all die.

Wu Qingcang's eyes blazed like torches as he said, "Therefore, today, I need a general to step forward and carry out a mission."

After all eyes were drawn to him, Wu Qingcang said: "I intend to act as a commander skilled in surprise attacks and maneuverability. I will lead one thousand of the fastest light cavalry, bypassing the main battlefield, to the rear of the Liao army, cutting off their supply lines."

“With 600,000 troops, even though our casualties have been greater than theirs in the siege so far, the Liao army still has at least 500,000 men. The daily expenses for feeding, housing, and caring for these 500,000 soldiers are astronomical. Even if there is still grain and forage in their camps after all this time, it certainly won’t be plentiful. As long as we can cut off their supply lines, we can create a rare opportunity to catch our breath.”

Wu Qingcang swept his gaze over each general and said in a deep voice, "Who, is willing to go" line of characters etched onto its surface with utmost subtlety. These markings are so faint and minuscule that they would easily be overlooked without deliberate searching.At midnight, important int...