Upon hearing this, all the soldiers were stunned.
Qin Yuezhao immediately turned her horse around and said to Huo Tingye, "Uncle, hurry up and come with me to collect the goods. We have explosives. Have the throwers and archers get ready!"
Only then did the soldiers realize what was happening, and they cheered in unison:
"That's wonderful! That's really wonderful! The gods haven't abandoned us! They haven't abandoned us!"
"Liangcheng is saved! It's saved!"
Three kilometers away on a hillside, Heji, the commander of the Northern Barbarian army, looked at the battlefield through an ancient telescope.
Upon seeing the battlefield, which had been engulfed in a fierce bombardment, fall silent, he immediately addressed his deputy: "Uncle Mog, Qin Yuezhao has exhausted her fire dragons. The entire army is to attack! Climb the ladders, ram the city gates, and hurl fire stones! We must take Liangcheng!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mog raised his scimitar and led the entire Northern Barbarian army out.
Having suffered two defeats at Qin Yuezhao's hands, he was eager to rush into Liangcheng and slaughter them all.
Behind him followed closely a group of Wei soldiers clad in silver armor.
Everyone brandished scimitars and battle axes, charging towards the city walls like savages.
In an instant, a storm brewed, and a murderous aura filled the air.
The third prince of the Great Wei, Wei Ping'an, looked at the chaotic battlefield with some displeasure.
“Prince Heji, when you asked us for help, you didn’t mention that Qin Yuezhao had a fire dragon. Now our Great Wei soldiers have suffered heavy losses. How do you plan to settle this score?”
Seeing Wei Ping'an's unfriendly expression, Heji smiled slyly.
"If we take Liangcheng, I promise to give each soldier of the Great Wei an extra bag of rice. How about it?"
Wei Ping'an grinned.
Oh, a bag of rice?
When we take Liangcheng, we can fight for it based on our own abilities. Who will care about your opinion then?
Heji assumed he had tacitly agreed to the assignment and continued, "But please tell your men, Third Prince, to capture Qin Yuezhao alive and not to harm her."
Legend has it that Qin Yue Zhao can summon gods to grant her food and water; he cannot let her die.
But Wei Ping'an was unaware of these things.
What he was considering was Qin Yuezhao's goddess destiny, which threatened his path to unifying the nine kingdoms.
Therefore, they will inevitably kill Qin Yuezhao.
But he didn't say it aloud; instead, he gave Heji a fake smile.
"Don't worry, Heji. You said you wanted Qin Yuezhao, so this prince will naturally grant your wish!"
Kill Qin Yuezhao, and you can go to the underworld with her!
Qin Yue Zhao rushed back to the general's mansion without stopping.
Upon seeing the letter on the table, her eyes welled up with tears of excitement, and she quickly picked up a pen to reply to Chu Xiao:
"Gods above, Yue Zhao has prepared the site; please grant me the explosives!"
Chu Xiao sat in the car and waited for Qin Yue Zhao for a full half hour.
He thought Qin Yuezhao was probably doomed, but unexpectedly a note floated out of the copper basin.
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