Chapter 167: You are actually Bai Feiyu?

Inspired by the commander's rallying cry, the morale of the Zhao army soared instantly, and their determination to slaughter the enemy grew increasingly intense.

If they could secure a victory this time, the Zhou forces would not dare to venture here in the near future, ensuring the safety of everyone present. Once safety was established, their only remaining task would be to hold the fortress securely—a duty that would be fulfilled without suffering any further casualties on their side.

Although they had come here to fight a war, everyone hoped to survive alongside their comrades; no one wished for a disastrous defeat. Therefore, as long as the border garrison could hold the line, everyone else would live to see another day.

For a time, the soldiers of Zhao fought with unmatched valor. The Zhou army, already considerably outnumbered by the Zhao forces and further depleted by Bai Feiyu's ruthless slaughter, began to rout completely.

Bai Feiyu cut a bloody path straight through the enemy lines, thrusting his God-Slaying Spear toward a prominent Zhou general in a flash. In the blink of an eye, he pierced the general's throat. Blood spewed forth from the dying commander, splattering onto the battlefield. Without missing a beat, Bai Feiyu plunged back into the fray.

"Charge!"

Suddenly, a complete stranger appeared within the Zhao encampment, catching everyone off guard. Yet, because the man wore the uniform of their own army, everyone knew well that no one could possibly change uniforms mid-battle.

That left only one conclusion: this was an officer they had never laid eyes on before.

This realization troubled not only the ordinary soldiers but also unsettled several officers. After all, a face completely unfamiliar to them raised immediate suspicions. Who on earth was this person? Why had he suddenly appeared in their camp? Could he be a spy dispatched by the Zhou kingdom?

Given that nearly every military officer stationed at this Zhao border fortress was acquainted with one another—while none of them knew the faces of the Zhou officers—many commanders instinctively mistook Bai Feiyu for an enemy agent from Zhou.

Without hesitation, one of the officers lunged toward him.

"Damn it! Some bastard is actually disguised as one of our own! Let's see me take your head!"

At that moment, Bai Feiyu was locked in fierce combat with a Zhou general when he suddenly spotted one of his own Zhao comrades charging straight at him. His eyes widened in utter disbelief.

He certainly had not anticipated this bizarre turn of events. He had merely been trying to maintain a disguise, only to be hunted down as an infiltrator by his own side!

"Ha! Nice try, kid! No matter how you disguise yourself, you'll never be one of us. Don't think you can pull the wool over our eyes with such cheap tricks!"

The Zhao soldier laughed heartily as he lunged fiercely at Bai Feiyu.

Suddenly, Bai Feiyu felt as though he had become the primary target of everyone around him. Virtually all the nearby troops were converging on his position. With few major Zhou generals left to fight, the newly freed Zhao commanders had all turned their sights on him.

"Stop, stop, stop! I am Bai Feiyu! Stop attacking your own people!"

Bai Feiyu roared at the top of his lungs, turning his gaze toward the approaching Zhao general. "Don't attack me! I'm on your side!"

"Bai Feiyu?"

The Zhao general paused for a moment before bursting into roaring laughter. "Ha! You expect me to believe you're Bai Feiyu looking like that? Do I look like an idiot to you?

"You think I don't know what Bai Feiyu looks like? The lad has delicate, fair skin—he looks nothing like your hideous mug!

"You're still trying to fool us? Heh, if you're going to make up excuses, at least find a better one. Are you trying to laugh us to death?"

Hearing this, Bai Feiyu was so furious his nose felt crooked.

Unbelievable! At a time like this, he couldn't even clear his name. If this kept up, he was going to be killed by his own comrades.

Without a second thought, Bai Feiyu bellowed, "Take a good, hard look at the weapon in my hand and the armor I'm wearing! There's no mistaking these!

"I only used a special method to alter my facial features! If any of you dare lay a finger on me again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

This time, Bai Feiyu thrust his weapon forward, offering it as proof for the surrounding Zhao officers to inspect. After all, he couldn't just keep getting besieged by his own people. If this continued, wouldn't everyone end up despising him? The Zhou forces already hated him, and if the Zhao army treated him as an ungrateful outsider, his good intentions would be reduced to nothing.

He might just become the first person in history to be slain by his own army on the battlefield.

"What the hell... that really is Bai Feiyu's weapon! But why doesn't Bai Feiyu look like that?"

"I've never heard of anyone having the ability to alter their appearance like this. Besides, even if Bai Feiyu wanted to disguise himself, with that delicate face of his, he should've disguised himself as a woman instead."

"Damn it... could Bai Feiyu have already fallen in battle? Brothers, charge together! Let's avenge Bai Feiyu!"

Recognizing the weapon, the soldiers grew even more agitated and immediately renewed their collective assault on Bai Feiyu.

Clearly, they believed that the disguised man before them was an enemy who had killed Bai Feiyu and stolen his identity—though even that excuse sounded rather far-fetched. After all, none of them had ever heard of or witnessed the art of facial disguise, so naturally, they refused to believe a single word of the truth.

"Unbelievable!"

Faced with this absurd situation, Bai Feiyu ripped the facial mask right off his face, instantly restoring his original appearance.

"Take a good look! I really am Bai Feiyu, damn it!"

"????"

Seeing Bai Feiyu suddenly revert from that hideous visage back to his true self, the officers stared as if they had just seen a ghost. Several of them were moving too fast to stop in time, nearly crashing into Bai Feiyu and almost striking him by accident.

"Holy crap, Bai Feiyu! It really is you! How the hell did you pull that off?"

"Good lord, facial disguise actually exists in this world? Why have I never laid eyes on it before?"

"Ah, damn it... I thought we'd caught a Zhou spy and won ourselves some military merit. Turns out it was just Bai Feiyu!"

Upon confirming his identity, many let out sighs of disappointment, feeling genuinely regretful while simultaneously astonished by Bai Feiyu's uncanny disguise. After all, such sorcery was rarely seen and practically nonexistent in reality.

A torrent of profanities raced through Bai Feiyu's mind. He had naively assumed that as a hero of this battlefield, he would at least be spared such rough treatment.

Now it appeared he had thought too much. These fellows were clearly just heartbroken that their golden opportunity for military glory had slipped away.