Chapter 832: Battle of Qianyuan City

Although because of this, Su Ye painstakingly schemed against several innocent weak women, causing them to fall into the abyss and even be doomed to eternal damnation. This made Su Ye feel a little guilty.

But those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. With hegemony ahead of them, there will be more such insidious tricks in the future!

Whether it is the opponent or himself, they will face this situation, and he will naturally not abandon the plan because of the so-called conscience issue.

To put it bluntly, in the face of the great cause of the world, the sacrifice of a few weak women is really too insignificant!

In troubled times, beautiful women are destined to have a miserable fate!

"Zhao Gao, Zhao Gao, your head is full of conspiracies and tricks, but this time, can you guarantee that your plan will succeed?"

Su Ye's face showed no emotion, he looked at Zhao Gao and whispered.

"Thank you for your praise, my lord. I will do my best to ensure that the plan goes smoothly."

When Zhao Gao heard this, he was immediately delighted and bowed.

"Amitabha, although this plan is a bit sinister and vicious, in troubled times, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!"

"If it helps my lord's ambition, I am willing to take on the responsibility for any sins!"

Yao Guangxiao also nodded and recited softly.

To put it bluntly, in times of chaos and when human life is worthless, all kinds of cruel and brutal schemes to confiscate property and exterminate clans are everywhere.

Yao Guangxiao. No, this evil monk in black has done so many bad things, but he just can't save face in front of Su Ye. In fact, he doesn't feel much about it.

The main reason was that Su Ye was feeling a little uncomfortable now, and he just felt a little guilty for plotting against a weak woman.

Otherwise, compared with those cruel means, the innocence and even lives of two weak women would be nothing!
In Su Ye's memory, Dong Zhuo was a tyrant, he stayed overnight in the imperial city, he was a licentious person in the palace, and he caused many innocent deaths among the concubines and even beauties in the palace.

Even the protagonist Diao Chan, who has been passed down through the ages, is the same, compared to the passive ones like Su Xin.

Even more tragic is Diao Chan's situation, where she actively moved between two men and used her beauty to please them.

But this does not affect the reputation of Wang Yun, who used the "beauty trap" to kill Dong Zhuo.

At the same time, in Qianyuan County, the southern gateway of Daqian Qianzhou, which was once ravaged by floods, although the water has receded, it still looks like a swamp.

The county town, Qianyuan City, which is located on higher ground and has been repaired by the Daqian Dynasty and turned into a strong fortress, is now undergoing a brutal siege!
Meng Zhang, the commander-in-chief of the Yellow Turban Army of Luzhou, who was known as the "General Longxiang", led hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops and surged northward like a tide, heading straight for the heart of Daqian - Qiandu.

The hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops that had already entered Qianyuan County in the south of Qianzhou were divided into several routes by Meng Zhang's troops. They advanced rapidly along the roads of Qianyuan County like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Meng Zhang himself led the main force and attacked Qianyuan City directly, vowing to conquer it in the shortest time possible and clear the obstacles for the road to the north.

At this time, on the city wall of Qianyuan City, Nangong Tianxia, ​​who was hastily transferred from Yanzhou after several days and nights of non-stop travel, was wearing heavy dragon scale armor, his eyes were wide open with bloodshot, staring at the Yellow Turban Army surging like an ant swarm below, his already restless heart was filled with anxiety.

Because Qianyuan County had already turned into a swamp, there were not many defenders in Qianyuan City.

Now, only a few days have passed, and facing the endless Yellow Turban Army and the unparalleled coordination of "Longxiang Commander" Meng Zhang, Qianyuan City, which originally lacked defenders, has already been constantly exposed to gaps.

This forced Nangong Tianxia to order his extremely valuable heavy cavalry, the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry, to dismount and fight, and use the precious heavy cavalry as the city defenders.

But even so, it is just a drop in the bucket. Facing Meng Zhang's continuous offensive and amazing command rhythm, the pressure on Qianyuan City and Nangong Tianxia is increasing!
The Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry, the elite division of the Daqian Dynasty, was famous for its thunderous force, but now it had to engage in close combat with the Yellow Turban Army on this narrow city wall.

Every sound of the clash of swords was a great test of Nangong Tianxia's will.

However, letting the precious heavy cavalry soldiers, Lei Zelongqi, to the city wall to serve as defenders was only a stopgap measure. If reinforcements could not arrive as soon as possible, Qianyuan City would eventually be broken.

Outside the city, the Yellow Turban Army's offensive was as fierce as a tide, and various siege weapons carefully crafted by Mohist craftsmen were used one after another, which was a feast for the eyes.

The huge battering ram slammed into the city wall like a giant beast, and every impact seemed to crack the wall.

There were all kinds of ladders on the towering city walls, and countless Yellow Turban soldiers climbed up in an attempt to break through the defenders' defense line.

In the rear, there were many catapults, crossbows and other long-range weapons, which continuously poured stones and arrows onto the city walls, suppressing the defenders on Qianyuan City so that they could not raise their heads.

The defenders were not to be outdone. They used the arrow towers, parapets and other defensive fortifications on the city walls to fight back with rolling logs, stones, strong bows and crossbows. Every counterattack made the Yellow Turban Army pay a heavy price.

However, the number of Yellow Turban troops was too large, seemingly endless. Even if the defenders fought desperately, they could not withstand the tidal-like offensive.

And in the Yellow Turban Army, Meng Zhang's generals Zhang Hao, Liang Lin, Liang Fang and others each led a team, took the lead and launched a charge towards the city wall.

Zhang Hao, a former fierce general of the Former Qin Dynasty, held a 10-foot-long snake spear in his hand and led the way like a tiger descending from the mountain. Wherever he went, no one dared to stop him.

Every time the burly figure climbed up the ladder, he would boost the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers behind him, making the defenders feel more pressured.

On the other side, the brothers Liang Lin and Liang Fang cooperated well. Liang Lin was good at using a pair of single-needle silver hammers, while Liang Fang wielded a phoenix-wing gilded halberd. The two of them, one attacking and one defending, were like two hammers fighting a golden halberd, and they shined brilliantly in the siege.

The team of Yellow Turban soldiers led by the two men were extremely brave. They attacked the city walls again and again in an attempt to break through the defenders' defense line.

On the city wall, Nangong Tianxia saw it all and was worried.

He knew that if the Yellow Turban Army broke through the city wall, Qianyuan City would no longer be defensible, and the consequences would be disastrous.

But no matter how anxious he is, it is useless as he has no soldiers at hand. A skilled cook cannot cook without rice.

No matter how brave he was, he could not defend against the Yellow Turban Army led by Meng Zhang alone under such circumstances.

He could only keep giving orders, dividing the remaining Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry into several teams, each led by a trusted captain around him, and constantly patrolling the city walls to counterattack the Yellow Turban Army's siege troops.

For a moment, the shouts and cries of killing from the city walls shook the earth.

Countless Yellow Turban troops and the Daqian defenders fought a desperate battle relying on the city walls. The blood dyed the city walls red and also dyed the land beneath their feet red.

(End of this chapter)