Inside the city.

"It is said that the people of Yan are fierce and chivalrous, and that there are many heroes among them. They even dared to assassinate this Grand Commandant..." The wicked man coldly watched the carnage in the city, finally venting his anger.

However, there is still a problem that needs to be solved.

Although Lingshou City has now fallen, the Black Dragon Armored Army only has three thousand men, which is far from enough to wipe out the entire Yan army. If they are allowed to retreat, they will inevitably gather in Rao City.

In this way, the greatest gain in this battle was only the capture of one city, so how could he be satisfied?

At this moment, Erniu appeared beside him unnoticed and said in a deep voice, "Grand Commandant, I followed orders and set up an ambush outside the city, killing the Changguo King who wanted to retreat, but I couldn't stop the Yan army from scattering and fleeing..."

Knowing that he had only brought a hundred or so men, the wicked man immediately reassured him, "It's alright, just kill that bastard..."

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly ordered, "Erniu, quickly lead your troops to seal off all four city gates and set the city ablaze!"

"Understood!" Erniu grinned without the slightest hesitation.

When the bride returned home, the wicked husband suffered, but he suffered even more, and the soldiers suffered even more. Since they had entered the service, they had always tormented others, never being tormented themselves. How could they swallow this insult?

With Erniu's departure, the Black Dragon Armored Army, which had been scattered throughout the city chasing the Yan army, gradually regrouped and orderly divided into four routes, heading towards the four city gates.

Another three hundred men lit torches and rode swiftly through the city, setting fires wherever they went. The flames spread rapidly through the night like messengers from hell.

The fierce fire illuminated the night, thick smoke billowed into the sky, flames devoured the eaves, and quickly spread throughout the city. The flames, like a ferocious monster, devoured everything in their path.

The burning wooden house emitted a terrifying crackling sound, the scorching air was almost suffocating, and the firelight illuminated every inch of the street.

The wicked man, with a cold and stern expression, silently gazed at the hellish scene before him, a near-morbid satisfaction welling up inside him. He then turned and slowly rode his horse out of the city.

"Ah! Help!" People scattered and fled in the sea of ​​fire, their cries of panic echoing through the streets.

"Quick, run!" Some Yan soldiers tried to escape from the city gate in extreme panic, only to find that the exits around them had been blocked and all escape routes had been blocked by the Qin army.

Behind them, the flames roared like a giant beast, devouring their last hope. The heatwave swept over them, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

"Die! Die! Die!"

With raging fire behind them and tigers blocking their path ahead, the Qin army before them seemed less invincible compared to the merciless flames. The desperate Yan army roared and charged toward the city gate, where the Black Dragon Armored Army was stationed, hoping to find a way to survive.

However, the narrow and congested city gate could only accommodate ten people walking side by side at most. The more chaotic the situation, the more congested it became, and there was not even room to wield weapons.

The Black Dragon Armored Army stood in formation, blocking the city gate. Amidst the flashing swords and slashing blades, blood splattered everywhere, and soon the city gate was piled high with corpses.

The wicked man stood on high, gazing at the hellish scene, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

The flames raged ever more fiercely, thick smoke obscured the moonlight, the entire city was engulfed in flames, and an overwhelming heat wave swept in, making people's faces ache.

The city of Lingshou, which had existed for hundreds of years, and the people who once lived in this city, have now been swallowed up by the sea of ​​fire and turned to ashes.

A cold glint flashed in the wicked man's eyes. "I will make sure that not a single person survives in Lingshou City, to appease this Grand Commandant's resentment!"

Standing on either side of the wicked man behind him, Erniu and Chunning exchanged a glance and laughed in unison, "That's only right. Once the fire is extinguished, we two will lead our troops inside to search for any survivors."

"Fine, don't let a single one escape!" The wicked husband uttered each word of his command with boundless ruthlessness in his voice.

The inferno in Lingshou City lasted for two days. The raging flames devoured the soul of the city, and the once bustling streets are now nothing but scorching ashes and charred earth.

The wicked man ordered a search of the city, while he himself climbed to a high point on the city wall, which was scarred and mottled by smoke and fire. His gaze pierced through the thick smoke, coldly fixed on the once prosperous place.

Even in such a horrific state, there was not a trace of remorse on his face, only endless coldness and satisfaction. The spread of flames and the pile of corpses could not shake his heart of stone.

Erniu and Chun Ning are leading the soldiers of the Black Dragon Armor Army to thoroughly search every corner of the city.

Whether it was a house reduced to a charred skeleton or a collapsed wall, they searched every possible hiding place. Turning over every pile of rubble and rummaging through every crater, their goal was singular—to leave no survivors.

"Search carefully, leave no survivors!" Erniu commanded in a low voice.

He then led a squad of soldiers into the deepest residential area of ​​Lingshou City. These areas were the main targets of the Black Dragon Armor Army's inspections, because the terrain in these densely populated areas was often complex, offering a glimmer of hope for survival.

The soldiers walked along the collapsed houses, where faint traces of people's struggle for survival could still be seen on the walls that were not yet completely consumed by flames. The air was filled with the smell of burning and decay, and every step felt heavy and oppressive.

In an old neighborhood destroyed by fire, Erniu suddenly stopped, stamped his foot, and a ruthless smile appeared on his face. He muttered, "Looks like there really are people who are lucky enough to survive. Impressive, truly impressive!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers immediately stepped forward and moved the charcoal and stones lying haphazardly on the ground, revealing a narrow passage leading underground. A damp, rotten air rushed out, making people frown.

"You guys, go in and take a look!" Erniu sneered and beckoned to the people around him.

In places like Yan and Qi, some wealthy families would build cellars to store miscellaneous items or food for the winter, which also became a place to save lives in the fire.

Several soldiers nodded, then drew their swords and plunged into the cellar. The moment the panicked pleas for mercy rang out from inside, the survivors hiding there were killed one by one.

On another street, Chun Ning's team was also carrying out a cleanup. "Kill them all," Chun Ning coldly ordered. In the flash of blades, the lives of several survivors were quickly taken.

The search lasted all day, leaving footprints of the Black Dragon Armored Army in every hidden corner of the city, ensuring that no place was missed.

From night to dawn, as the first rays of sunlight touched the earth, every inch of Lingshou City was filled with deathly silence, with no survivors left.