The battle on the city wall had reached a fever pitch, with shouts of battle deafening.
The clanging sounds of swords clashing were incessant.
The soldiers defending the city fought bravely, building an iron wall with their own flesh and blood.
Arrows rained down like raindrops, while rolling logs and oil repeatedly thwarted the enemy's offensive.
The soldiers of Zhou's army were fearless and charged forward wave after wave.
Like surging waves, they crashed against the city walls' defenses, wave after wave.
Just then, a soldier shouted in terror:
"The enemy has breached the north gate!"
His voice trembled, filled with despair.
This sudden news struck Chen Qingwan like a bolt from the blue. (North)
The fall of the city gates means that the enemy can advance unimpeded, and Jingzhou City is in grave danger!
Chen Qingwan's heart sank, and a chill ran up her spine from the soles of her feet.
She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.
"General Li Mu!"
Chen Qingwan's voice was strong and clear.
"You shall immediately lead the Imperial Guards to the North Gate and drive the enemy out!"
"Yes, sir!"
General Li Mu accepted the order and led his elite Imperial Guards toward the north gate.
Chen Qingwan stood on the city wall, gazing at the soldiers fighting below, her heart filled with anxiety.
She knew that the fate of Jingzhou City was hanging by a thread.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the enemy ranks, attracting Chen Qingwan's attention.
The man was dressed in black armor, holding a long spear, and exuded heroic spirit, like a god descending to earth.
"Lu Yan!"
Chen Qingwan exclaimed, her heart filled with surprise and excitement.
Could it be that Lu Yan has come to provide assistance?
However, when she looked closely, she realized that the person's face was not Lu Yan's.
Instead, it was a complete stranger she had never seen before.
The man rode a black warhorse, charging back and forth through the enemy ranks.
With each swing of his spear, he took several lives, and wherever he went, the enemy army collapsed.
Chen Qingwan wondered, who exactly was this person?
Why do they possess such formidable strength?
Just then, the man suddenly turned his horse around and charged towards Chen Qingwan's direction.
His spear was pointed directly at Chen Qingwan, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Chen Qingwan was startled and quickly dodged.
"Whoosh!"
An arrow shot out from the city wall and struck the man squarely in the chest.
The man let out a scream and fell off his horse.
Chen Qingwan looked closely and saw that the archer was none other than Xia Shanhu.
The tiger descending the mountain bowed deeply and clasped his hands in greeting, saying:
"Reporting to my lord, I have successfully fulfilled my mission and slew the enemy commander!"
His voice trembled, and his exhaustion was hard to hide.
The long hours of drawing the bow and shooting arrows made his arms sore and numb, and his tiger's mouth was also slightly painful.
Chen Qingwan nodded slightly, suppressing her inner anxiety.
Their gaze fell upon the corpse below the city, its chest pierced by an arrow.
The black armor reflected a cold light in the sunlight.
The spear he had been gripping tightly fell limply to the ground.
All of this demonstrates the high position this person held during his lifetime.
Who is this person?
Chen Qingwan's voice was slightly hoarse.
The prolonged tension and stress left her feeling physically and mentally exhausted.
A soldier covered in blood staggered to the top of the city wall.
He knelt on one knee and excitedly reported:
"Reporting to my lord, this man is none other than Zhou Tai, a general of the Zhou family army!"
"Zhou Tai?"
Chen Qingwan was shocked. The name was so familiar that it stirred up a storm in her mind.
Zhou Tai was a renowned and fierce general in the Zhou family army, known for his bravery and skill in battle.
He could easily take on a hundred men, striking fear into the hearts of the Jingzhou garrison.
Unexpectedly, he was shot and killed by a tiger descending the mountain with a single arrow!
On the city wall, the defending soldiers erupted in deafening cheers.
The tension in my nerves was released at that moment.
Zhou Tai's death was undoubtedly a huge blow to the morale of the Zhou family army.
The originally aggressive offensive was momentarily halted.
The soldiers attacking the city looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and unease.
Some soldiers even began to retreat, trying to escape this hellish battlefield.
"Kill! For Da Tong!!"
General Li Mu roared, his eyes bloodshot, as he raised his sword high.
The blade was stained with the enemy's blood, gleaming with a chilling light in the sunlight.
"Imperial Guards! Charge with me! Retake the city gate!"
The Imperial Guards roared and charged down the mountain like tigers, unstoppable.
The spears and swords in their hands drew silver arcs in the air, piercing the enemy's chest.
Blood spurted out, staining the city walls and the earth red.
A young Imperial Guard soldier, his face covered in blood and dirt.
He brandished his long sword, felling an enemy soldier before shouting:
"Brothers! For our homeland, for our families, kill these sons of bitches!"
Another veteran had several arrows stuck in his body, and blood was flowing continuously.
But he gritted his teeth and persevered, brandishing his battle axe and roaring:
Kill! Leave no one alive!
On the battlefield, shouts of battle shook the heavens, and the clang of metal on metal was incessant.
Severed limbs and broken arms were scattered all over the ground, and blood stained the land below the city wall, creating a scene of hell on earth.
The soldiers of Zhou's army were initially full of vigor, but under the fierce counterattack of the Imperial Guards, they gradually collapsed.
Their eyes were filled with fear as they retreated, trying to escape this hellish battlefield.
"Useless trash! Hold the line! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed on sight!"
A general from Zhou's army brandished his long sword and roared at the top of his lungs.
Li Mu and Xia Shan Hu led the charge, like two killing gods, fighting a bloody battle on the city wall.
Every swing of the sword takes away a life.
His eyes were piercing, and his sword moved with lightning speed, each swing accompanied by a scream.
An enemy soldier attempted to ambush Li Mu, but Li Mu had already noticed and with a backhand slash, he cleaved the soldier in two.
The tiger descending the mountain's arrows never missed; every single one struck the enemy's vitals with pinpoint accuracy.
His bow-drawing motion was fluid and seamless.
An arrow was shot out and struck an enemy general in the throat.
The general screamed and fell off his horse.
The Imperial Guard soldiers shouted loudly and fought bravely against the enemy.
Their hearts are filled with love for their country and their families, and they are determined to protect them.
They are willing to give everything, even their lives.
On the other side, the enemy commander-in-chief watched the battle from afar.
The soldiers launched a relentless offensive, yet they were unable to breach the city walls' defenses.
His brows were furrowed, his heart filled with anxiety, and he muttered to himself:
Why is this small city so difficult to conquer?
Suddenly, a messenger rushed over in a panic, knelt down, and reported in a terrified voice:
"Report...Reporting to the commander-in-chief, General Zhou Tai...is dead in battle!"
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