Around him were more than ten bandit leaders including Zhang Meng, the "Sky-piercing Hawk", Ma Biao, the "Mountain Wind", and Liu Tao, the "Dragon of the River".

The armor they wore was of various kinds. Some were stripped from government troops, while others were simply made by randomly sewing together animal skins and iron sheets.

But the arrogance and murderous aura that crawled out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood was more frightening than any sophisticated armor.

"Hey, big brother, those soldiers in the city must have peed their pants out of fear, right?"

Zhang Meng, the "Sky-piercing Hawk," grinned broadly, his laughter rude.

"I think we don't even need to attack the city. Just beat the drums a little louder and maybe the walls will collapse on their own!"

"Hahaha!"

A burst of wild laughter broke out, and the atmosphere on the slope became extremely relaxed, as if they were facing not a fortified city, but a table of delicious food.

Peng Lianhu laughed in agreement and then looked away.

"Brothers."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the laughter around him stopped abruptly.

"Fengzhou City is already trapped, but there are still tens of thousands of government troops in the city. A trapped beast will still fight, so don't underestimate it."

"I've decided to rest today and attack the city tomorrow morning!"

"Brother Zhang, you lead our troops and attack the east gate."

"Brother Ma, Ximen is in your hands."

"Brother Liu, you are in charge of the South Gate."

"The rest of the families, follow me and attack the north gate!"

He assigned the task in a few words, with clear organization and full of authority.

The leaders responded with a roar, with bloodthirsty looks on their faces.

Peng Lianhu looked at them and slowly raised three fingers.

"After the city is captured, I will grant you three days of not shedding your swords!"

"Brothers, you can take all the gold, silver, food, and women in the city!"

"roar!!"

These words can ignite the fire in people's hearts better than any war drum.

The eyes of the rebel kings were red and they roared like wild beasts.

After their duties were assigned, they turned their horses around and rushed to their respective camps with greed in their hearts.

Soon, only Peng Lianhu and his horse were left on the slope.

The mountain wind blew, lifting his cloak behind him and making a rustling sound.

The indifference on his face was gradually replaced by an indescribable fanaticism.

His gaze passed Fengzhou City and looked towards the distant horizon.

So what if we have an army of 600,000?

What about this world?

The power and wealth of ordinary people will only last for a hundred years.

He asked quietly in his heart, in a tone that was almost like a prayer.

"Immortal, can you really... make me an immortal?"

There was silence for a moment.

A gentle and compassionate voice sounded directly in the depths of his mind.

"Idiot."

"As long as you build the 'Ascension Platform', you can use the millions of people in and around this city to offer sacrifices to the gods."

"I will help you ascend to heaven and live as long as the heaven and earth."