Yun Zhe couldn't see the overall situation clearly, but after becoming separated from his own troops, he had encountered many such stragglers. Most of them numbered around ten, wandering aimlessly through the alleys like headless flies. While this caused considerable trouble for the Lun Lang family, their lack of urban warfare awareness and aimless wandering through the alleys was certainly not a good thing.
Therefore, Yun Zhe tried his best to teach every remaining soldier he encountered the techniques of luring and ambushing in urban warfare. However, faced with the overwhelming numerical superiority of the Lunlang family, these techniques, while useful, were not very effective. Soon, the battle line shrank to the vicinity of the so-called basement, the core and highest point of Donic Castle, accessible only by two obvious passages, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. The bad news was that neither of these passages was currently under the control of the Donic soldiers, while the good news was that the Lunlang family could only reinforce here through these two passages, so being besieged would be a long time coming. At this moment, Andrew and his men could only retreat to the perimeter of the core, watching as the Lunlang family soldiers slowly surrounded the area.
“If we set the city on fire now, the effect will be the best,” Yun Zhe shouted at Andrew, his shoulders and thighs bandaged, with red liquid still seeping out. But Andrew ignored him.
"Damn it, those old fogies," Yun Zhe cursed under his breath. He looked around; the area was full of wounded and injured soldiers—it was supposed to be a place for the wounded. It seemed the defending side had a considerable number of men. While Yun Zhe was annoyed by this damned battle, he also pondered an interesting question: how could he possibly endure so much blood and wounds?
"We have to think of a way," Yun Zhe looked up at the sky. It was still early, and he estimated that his reinforcements would take some time to arrive. At this moment, it was clear that the Lunlang family wasn't going to give them that time.
"Should we pretend to negotiate to buy time?" Yun Zhe shouted again.
"Impossible, there's no way to negotiate anymore!" Yun Zhe turned around in surprise, only to see Philby, covered in blood, standing in the crowd. He stared at Yun Zhe with a grim expression, then looked at the Lunlang family soldiers outside and said in a deep voice, "George is dead. I couldn't save him..."
"Damn it, he doesn't want to live anymore!" Yun Zhe sensed Philby's regret and anger at that moment and instantly understood his thoughts.
"Good news, soldiers!" Andrew shouted. "Hold on for another hour, and reinforcements will be here!"
The soldiers' reaction was rather lukewarm. Most of them believed the statement, but they also understood that, as individuals, they probably wouldn't live to see that moment arrive.
Looking at the soldiers' indifferent reactions, Andrew sighed and suddenly realized that Yun Zhe's suggestion to burn the place down completely might not be such a bad idea after all.
Yun Zhe felt the oppressive atmosphere around him, and his mood worsened. He walked to a firing port and saw the soldiers of the Ars and Tra families below. An idea suddenly popped into his mind.
"Hey, Ars, Tra, have you received any news from your territories lately? I don't think so, because we've completely taken over your territories! Hahahahahaha..." Yun Zhe shouted this out, and the effect was even better than he had imagined.
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