"Kill—!" Seeing that the battle had begun, Erniu fiercely swung his longsword and led the Black Dragon Armored Army in a frontal assault. Battering rams, ladders, grappling hooks... all kinds of siege weapons were deployed one after another, and the fearless Qin soldiers gradually approached the city gate under the cover of their shields.
The Donghu defenders fought back fiercely, but suffered repeated casualties under the relentless bombardment of the catapults. Some tried to throw down rolling logs during a lull, but were accurately shot and killed by Qin crossbow bolts.
On the city walls, countless corpses lay, and blood flowed like rivers—a scene of utter carnage.
"Hold on for me—" the Donghu King roared from the city wall, but if anyone paid close attention, they would notice that his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
The Qin army's offensive was ferocious and terrifying. On the city walls, Donghu soldiers wearing fur coats were constantly being shot to death by crossbow bolts. Their proud archery skills were now as naive as a child's polite refusal in the face of the Qin army's crossbows.
As the war drums beat faster, the wicked man ordered an intensified attack. The battering ram pounded against the city gates with a deafening roar, and the wooden palisades and iron chains creaked and cracked under the strain.
"It's broken! It's broken!" Erniu laughed loudly outside the city gate, which shattered more and more as he rammed it, the wind rushing in like the sigh of death.
With a final, deafening crash, the city gate collapsed completely, and the Black Dragon Armored Army swarmed in. The defenders on the city walls, seeing this, collapsed in morale and panicked. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Qin army scaled the walls with ladders and launched a frenzied attack.
Just then, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves echoed from the other side, as Wang Jian's army arrived. Seeing that the battle had begun, Wang Jian immediately ordered his troops to provide support and join forces with E Fu.
"You little rascal, you've still beat me to it!" Wang Jian laughed heartily, his tone tinged with a hint of sourness.
The wicked man turned around and laughed, "The General is benevolent, but I, the wicked man, am ruthless and decisive, cutting through the mess with swift strokes, which is naturally much faster."
Wang Jian shook his head with a helpless smile. Just as the wicked husband said, although his journey was smooth, he had wasted too much time. It was not unjust for him to lose to the wicked husband.
"Now that the Supreme General has arrived, Erhe, issue the order!" The wicked man saw only wails and flames before him. He coldly ordered, "First seize the four city gates, then search the streets and alleys. Kill all Donghu without mercy! As for the Donghu King... his life or death is irrelevant!"
"Understood!" Zhang Erhe immediately ordered his messenger to deliver the message.
Inside the city, Chun Ning and Er Niu led their large force through the streets and alleys, their blades tearing through flesh, like the Grim Reaper wielding his scythe to reap everything in their path. The common people of Yan hid in their homes, trembling and praying for the bloody battle to end quickly.
The fighting lasted for half a day, and the main streets of Xiangping City fell into the hands of the Qin army. The resistance of the Donghu people was repeatedly defeated. Some tried to escape outside the city, but were shot dead by the Qin army's arrows, which had been laid in ambush. In an instant, blood flowed like a river, and corpses littered the ground.
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"It's no use... we can't hold them off any longer!" Inside the mansion, the King of Donghu was drenched in cold sweat as one piece of bad news after another arrived. His advisor cried out in anguish, "Your Majesty, we must leave quickly! If we don't leave, we'll be surrounded by the Qin army in no time."
The King of Donghu's face was contorted with resentment: "How hateful...how hateful...the wicked Qin army...!" He gritted his teeth, his last glimmer of hope shattered, and finally chose to flee. His advisors and a few personal guards protected him as they ran towards the west gate outside the city, hoping to escape in the chaos.
They hadn't gone far when the Qin army discovered their tracks, and a fierce battle ensued.
Just then, Wang Tian arrived nearby and immediately led his troops to provide support. The Donghu king, seeing the enemy's swift advance, felt a chill run down his spine, and his long sword trembled uncontrollably.
"Stop him!" he shouted sternly. His personal guards charged forward fearlessly, but the Qin army was as sharp as a blade and they could not withstand it at all.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he ruthlessly abandoned his personal guards and turned to flee, but was blocked by Chun Ning and Er Niu who were chasing after him.
Erniu sneered, "Where do you think you're going? Let me see how many eyes you have on your body!"
On the other side, Chun Ning also approached slowly with a cold smile, deliberately rubbing her battle sword against her armor, making a harsh and unpleasant sound.
The King of Donghu was truly unlucky to be surrounded by three people at the same time. If he could escape today, the three of them should retire and return to their hometowns.
Caught in a pincer movement, the Donghu King was utterly desperate: "Stop, stop forcing me! If I hadn't been forced to fight, how could you be so arrogant!"
He forced himself to calm down and gritted his teeth, intending to fight back with his sword. However, he was no match for Chun Ning and Er Niu's teamwork. In a flash, Er Niu snatched him from behind and grabbed his arms tightly.
"Let me go!" The Donghu King struggled violently, but Erniu's arms were like iron hoops, and he couldn't move. Chun Ning glanced at him coldly, then held her long sword to the Donghu King's neck: "Weren't you going to defend Xiangping to the death? Why are you trying to run away now?"
The King of Donghu's face turned red and his eyes widened in anger, but he was no match for Erniu's capture and felt a wave of despair wash over him.
Chun Ning sneered: "Let's go, the Grand Commandant is waiting for you."
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More than an hour later, the battle in Xiangping City gradually subsided. A large number of Donghu soldiers were executed, with only a small number hiding in the city, awaiting a thorough search.
The wicked man and Wang Jian stood side by side on the city wall, looking at the mess and bloody stench of the city, but they didn't care at all and continued to chat and laugh.
When he saw Chun Ning and Er Niu dragging the Donghu King over, the wicked man narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed, "Oh, you captured him in time, you actually brought him back alive?"
The Donghu King was still cursing angrily: "You wicked man, you will die a horrible death!" Erniu kicked him in the shin, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground, his face covered in blood and mud.
The wicked man calmly looked down at the arrogant alien king: "Boy, your father died by my hand, and now you're here too. What a coincidence..."
The King of Donghu gritted his teeth: "If I had prepared earlier, your Qin army might not have fared well! Today it was my carelessness..."
"Enough with the nonsense." The wicked man coldly interrupted, gesturing for Erniu and the others to take him away. "Spare his life for now; he's still useful." He then surveyed the surroundings and shouted, "Order: Search the entire city—kill any remaining Donghu followers who resist!"
The soldiers responded with a roar and immediately split up to carry out their mission. Now that Xiangping was in their hands, they naturally had to wipe it out completely to prevent future troubles.
That night, Xiangping City was shrouded in the shadow of blood and fire. From time to time, a few shrill cries could be heard from the buildings and alleys, as the Qin army killed the Donghu soldiers who were hiding.
The wicked man sat in the prefectural government office in the center of the city, busy writing a report on the great victory, preparing to send it back to Xianyang early the next morning to present to Ying Zheng.
Just then, a sound of footsteps mixed with voices reached his ears. The wicked man looked up at the door and saw Wang Jian leading a group of generals in.
"Reporting to the Grand Commandant, all remaining Donghu people in the city have been exterminated!"
The wicked man nodded slightly, a smile appearing on his face. "You've all worked hard. When we return to Xianyang, I, the Grand Commandant, will personally petition for your merits, requesting the reward for conquering two kingdoms!"
"Haha..." Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. Even the usually composed and mature Wang Jian seemed slightly excited, stroking his beard repeatedly.
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