The battle situation was worse than Wu Lai had imagined. Although the sudden artillery attack stunned the ambushers, the brutality of the Tianjuan Army exceeded his expectations. The Tianjuan soldiers who were lucky enough not to be killed in the first round of artillery fire rushed out of the ambush area. Then, instead of rushing towards the Assyrian army, they went into houses and alleys, using the houses and civilians as cover, and either hid, launched sneak attacks, or confronted.

This undoubtedly slowed down the pace of the battle greatly, so much so that Pu Tong spent the entire meal cursing, because in his opinion, the Tianjuan Army was both rogue and cowardly.

But the Tianjuan Army soon took this kind of rogue and cowardice to the extreme. After finding themselves surrounded by the mopping-up, they pointed the blades of their swords at civilians, forcing them to fight together. This was a very cruel move that made the Assyrian army very helpless, because civilians would often choose to compromise with the Tianjuan Army in order to save their lives. This also meant that the Assyrian army had to face more enemies. For every Tianjuan soldier who fell, there would be more than one civilian buried with him. It is worth mentioning that the fall of these civilians was not necessarily caused by the Assyrian soldiers, because after knowing that there was no hope of escape, the Tianjuan soldiers would often kill the civilians around them.

This is actually a unique and barbaric belief. It has been circulating in the Tianjuan Army for a very long time. Almost all Tianjuan soldiers believe that the people they kill with their own hands will become their slaves after death. The more they kill, the more comfortable their life will be after death.

Such a belief can make the soldiers of Tianjuan fearless of killing and death. It can even be said that many of them are only worried about being killed before they kill anyone in battle, because in that case, they will become slaves of others. If they can kill a few people before they are killed, they can "replace" themselves with one of them and become a slave to the person who killed them, which obviously will not hinder their enjoyment.

Wu Lai had heard of this bizarre statement, and was particularly disdainful of the "replacement" in it, but he had to admit that this was a good brainwashing method.

Of course, the bad things are not just that, because the Assyrian army is not so pedantic as to only attack the Tianjuan Army and ignore the attacks on civilians, especially this time the main force is Pu Dong's Sixth Division - in Pu Dong's mind, foreigners who dare to spit at the Assyrian army can be sentenced to death by hanging. Under his command, the Sixth Division from top to bottom will not be polite to foreigners with weapons in their hands.

The Tianjuan Army was not polite either, especially after they went crazy with killing, so Sartre died shortly after nightfall, in that earth-shattering chain of explosions. Sartre's deputy, Pro, the first deputy general of Napolini City, ordered the fuses of the explosives to be ignited, and then Sartre turned into flying ash, along with the dust and debris, covering half of Napolini...

The huge explosion in the military camp caused nearly a hundred houses around it to collapse instantly. The stones, wood chips, bricks and tiles that were swept up by the shock wave became deadly weapons. What made Pu Tong most sad was that when the military camp exploded, two battalions under his command were interspersed with the military camp. But before he could feel sad, he received a new piece of news - the remnants of the Tianjuan Army were setting fires everywhere in the city.

"Are they going to die together with the civilians?!" Pu Tong was furious. "Go, inform them not to take any prisoners. If he is a wounded soldier, then give him another sword in the neck!"

At the same time, Wu Lai frowned in the big tent of the camp outside the city. Not far away, Banlang and others were running towards him...

At midnight, Pu Tong hurried into Wu Lai's tent. As soon as he lifted the curtain and took a glance, he was stunned, because Wu Lai had changed into military uniform and even had his sword tied around his waist.

The last time Pu Tong saw Wu Lai dressed like this was in the Gap Defense Zone.

"Lord, the battle is about to end, there is no need for you to go out in person, right?" Pu Tong said quickly.

"It's not Napolini, it's Olga Town. The explosion was so loud that the enemy camp in Olga Town sent out a scout team. They collided with ours and then went back." Wu Lai said as he tied his wristband, "I'll take two thousand troops to reinforce them first, you hurry up."

"No, Lord, I'll go. You just stay here. The battle here is almost over anyway." Pu Tong scratched his head cheerfully. "You know, I know nothing about civil affairs."

"No." Wu Lai patted Pu Tong's shoulder. "The civil affairs will be handled by the propaganda team. They are the backup government personnel. This is their job. Today's battle is more difficult than we thought, and the losses are greater. You are the backbone of the Sixth Division. It is better for you to stay here and lead everyone to finish the battle than for me to command."

"But……"

"Don't say but." Wu Lai smiled slightly. "Those guys in the Olga Town military camp dare not act rashly. I will deploy defense there first. As for the attack, we will talk about it after you come. Don't worry, you are indispensable."

"Then..." Pu Tong hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, Lord, don't be too far forward when marching at night."

"I know what's going on." Wu Lai nodded.

…

At dawn, Tianjuan City seemed to become quiet in an instant.

Adolf sat with his back against the palace wall on the left side of the palace gate, his hair disheveled, his leather armor torn, and his face, neck, backs of his hands, and legs covered in blood and mud.

Around him, there were piles of corpses stacked in all directions, including Tianjue soldiers, Assyrian soldiers, horses, mules and dogs.

At this moment, there was smoke and the pungent smell of burning corpses wafting by.

At this moment, Adolf was the only living person within a hundred steps around him.

He was defeated, but there was still arrogance and stubbornness in his eyes.

He could no longer walk, but his left hand still tightly grasped his sword. Due to excessive force, his fingers turned blue and white, just like his lips.

"He is seriously injured and there is no way he can be saved." Bailey put down the telescope. On a pile of sandbags behind him, Sarres, with bandages wrapped around his head and shoulders, was sleeping soundly with his sword in his arms.

"I'm going to say goodbye to him. Even though he is a rebel, he once made great contributions to Tianjuan." Ye Renwu suddenly said.

Bailey glanced at the bandages on Night Blade Dancer's body, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you." Ye Renwu said.

"Be careful." Bailey warned, "Don't block his front, just stand beside him and talk to him. If he moves, my crossbow will be able to shoot in time."

"Okay." Ye Renwu nodded...

Seeing Night Blade Dancer approaching, Adolf narrowed his eyes and straightened his back.

"Ye Renwu, greetings to His Excellency King Xiaoyao." Ye Renwu walked to Adolf's side and bowed slightly.

"King Xiaoyao? Ye Jianwu, I am the emperor." Adolf gave Ye Jianwu a look full of murderous intent and anger.

"Helenpetra is the emperor, not you." said Ye Renwu.

"She's not dead, is she? Were you sent by her?" Adolf asked.

Ye Renwu nodded: "Yes, so you are still the King Xiaoyao, not the Emperor."

"Hmph, you colluded with the Assyrians, attacked the empire, and harmed your compatriots. What qualifications do you have to tell me these things? And that Helen Petra! How shameless!" After Adolf shouted angrily, he suddenly started coughing violently.

"King Xiaoyao, you have already lost." Ye Renwu frowned.

"What? Are you here to persuade the Assyrians to surrender to me?" Adolf laughed loudly, staring at Ye Renwu with contempt. "Although I am not talented, I will not collude with the enemy like you and Helen Petra did. Come on, kill me and you will gain more merits from the Assyrians. In the future, in the history books of the heavens, both you and I will be recorded as regicide."

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Ye Renwu sighed softly: "King Xiaoyao, I am not here to persuade you to surrender. I just respect your contribution to Tianjuan. I have a few words to say to you."

"If you want to kill me and claim the credit, just do it. Humph, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Adolf raised the corner of his mouth with a sneer.

"King Xiaoyao, on behalf of everyone I can represent, I want to thank you for your past contributions to the Tianjuan territory. Those achievements will never be erased, just like your mistakes. I don't care how future generations will interpret our present. I just want you to know that although your attempt to usurp the throne this time has brought huge losses to Tianjuan, in the long run, it was you who promoted the unification of the Luomeng continent. Although the price paid for this is huge and irreversible, I will still regard these as your achievements and contributions." Ye Renwu said seriously.

"Contribution?" Adolf narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, it is a contribution. According to Emperor Helen's intention, he planned to gather his strength and fight a decisive battle with Assyria in a few years. But in my opinion, that would also lead to a devastating defeat, and more people would be killed and injured. Therefore, King Xiaoyao's early attack is equivalent to bringing this ending forward by a few years. In this way, the younger generation of the Tianjuan people can avoid the ravages of war." Ye Renwu replied.

"I don't believe it, but... I think what you said makes some sense." Adolf slowly raised the sword in his left hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Ye Renwu tremblingly, "I will die soon, what you said, I..."

"Puff!" A muffled sound suddenly rang out, and Ye Renwu felt a flash before his eyes. He quickly took two steps back and saw that a large crossbow arrow as thick as a thumb had appeared in front of Adolf's chest, and the tail of the arrow was still trembling slightly.

"Cough!" Adolf spat out a mouthful of blood, and the long sword in his left hand fell to the ground with a clang. He reluctantly lowered his eyes to look at the large crossbow arrow stuck in his chest, slowly raised his face, grinned at Ye Renwu, and suddenly his head drooped and slowly fell limp.

Night Blade Dance let out a long sigh...

…

After the battle, Pu Tong left the Third Regiment and the wounded in Napolini, and led the remaining four and a half thousand people to rush to Wu Lei's camp before dawn.

After listening to Banlang's introduction, Pu Tong shrugged and said, "If I had known that the Tianjuan Army was such a coward and didn't dare to fight, I would have cleaned up the battlefield before coming back."

"Captain Pu Tong, don't think that they are really weak. The terrain of Olga Town is not easy to fight. The lord is still looking at the map." Banlang said as he led Pu Tong to Wu Lai's tent.

"What kind of terrain can be difficult for the lord?" Pu Tong scratched his head subconsciously...

After breakfast, Pu Tong called all the regiment and battalion commanders under his command into the big tent.

Everyone sat down. Wu Lai picked up a thin wooden stick from the small table and pointed the tip of the stick at the map hanging on the shelf: "Look, everyone. This is the map I drew based on the enemy's deployment."

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on the map.

Wu Lai explained as he moved the thin wooden stick in his hand: "We are now in this position, about fifteen miles away from Olga Town. There is only one passage from two and a half miles in front of us to seven and a half miles away, and both sides of the passage are continuous cliffs occupied by the enemy. The enemy is only on the defensive now, firstly because they know that Napolini cannot rescue them, and secondly, they have not only built eleven high stone walls on this five-mile-long road, but also built stone walls and earth walls on both sides of the cliffs for a long distance..."

"...Our scouts have done reconnaissance. If we give up attacking from here, there is a more suitable attack area forty-five miles to the left and thirty-seven miles to the right. However, there are also heavy troops guarding there, and there is a lack of water. The terrain is not suitable for us to camp. The most important thing is that if we don't block this road, the enemy will be able to drive straight in and seize Napolini, which is not yet stable, or even go further and harass Butiri..."

"The enemy has built permanent fortifications on the cliff, with huge rocks, huge trees, and artillery positions. There are sparse trees on the cliff, but there are many stone forests. Our artillery fire can only suppress them temporarily. It is difficult and unlikely to destroy them directly. In addition, the mountain wall on our side is steep and there is no shelter. It is not impossible to climb by force, but the cost is too high..."

"There are also these eleven stone walls. According to the insider we found, each one is forty cubits high and ten cubits thick, with an average width of about one hundred and fifty cubits. There are small stone forts and soldier caves inside the stone walls. It is said that in order to build them, all the large stones within a radius of more than twenty miles were dug out by the Tianjuan people. Our artillery cannot blast open such a stone wall. We may be able to blast open the door, but the enemy has already been prepared, so they must have reinforced the door or even blocked it..."

"...From the current situation, we can only blast open the doors one by one and rush in. But the enemy is not stupid. They will hide in the soldier caves and stone forts, waiting for us to rush in. Based on their stone wall layout, I estimated that as long as there are 2,000 people in each stone wall, it will be enough to fight with us and both sides will suffer losses. In other words, with our current strength, if we rush in forcefully, we can't even break through the sixth stone wall..."

Pu Tong was startled and couldn't help but blurt out, "What should we do then?"