mc-med Chapter 287 The Royal Palace Walls Break Through, Entering the Palace and Capturing Xiao Xian
Chapter 287 The Royal Palace Walls Break Through, Entering the Palace and Capturing Xiao Xian
"Keep the music playing, let's see if I can do it again!"
Yuwen Chenglong's silver spear was pointed directly at the center of the enemy formation.
His aura and demeanor were exactly like that of an invincible general.
Hearing the drums and music start up behind him again, Yuwen Chenglong charged forward while picking up the wine gourd hanging on his spear.
The strong liquor burned as it went down my throat, like a fire burning in my chest.
Add wine to the battle song, and the more you drink, the better.
His previously exhausted body suddenly straightened up, and he was full of strength.
"This enemy general is truly arrogant. What does he take my troops for?"
Seeing Yuwen Chenglong charge out and then return, Yang Daosheng was instantly enraged.
He gripped his broadsword tightly, squeezed his legs against the horse's flanks, and immediately charged out of the formation, heading straight for Yuwen Chenglong.
He didn't believe it; the enemy general had been killing people back and forth for so long, he must be exhausted.
He will strike when his opponent is exhausted, and surely he can kill him and become famous in one battle!
"Enemy general, cease your arrogance!"
A furious roar rang out, as loud as a thunderclap.
Yuwen Chenglong quickly turned his head and saw a general standing on a saddle.
He raised his broadsword high with both hands, using the momentum of the horse, and slashed at him with all his might.
Seeing this, Yuwen Chenglong remained completely calm. Without even blinking, he thrust out his silver spear, so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible.
With a soft "thud," the silver spear struck first, piercing straight through Yang Daosheng's chest.
Yang Daosheng didn't even have a chance to bring his broadsword down before he was pinned in mid-air.
"Is that all you've got? You even bark like a dog when you try to sneak up on someone."
Yuwen Chenglong drew his silver spear, and Yang Daosheng's body fell from his horse.
He spat dismissively, his face full of contempt.
If it were him, he would definitely sneak up and approach silently; otherwise, would that be considered a sneak attack?
Look at this enemy general, he's launching a sneak attack and shouting, "If he doesn't die, who will?"
Yang Daosheng was killed, and Yuwen Chenglong charged into and out of the enemy's battle formation eight times, striking fear into the hearts of the enemy.
The enemy's morale was completely crushed, and they lost all will to fight, scattering and fleeing.
Weapons and flags were scattered all over the ground, and countless people were trampled to death or injury.
Half an hour later, the battlefield gradually returned to calm.
The drum band also put down their instruments and sat on the ground, panting heavily.
Their faces were pale, and their cheeks were swollen.
Others risk their lives in war, but aren't they just as desperate?
This whole ordeal of blowing and tapping was more exhausting than fighting a battle; it would take at least half a month to recover.
Yuwen Chenglong planted the silver spear in the ground and leaned his back against the shaft.
As he chugged the liquor, he said, "Finish them off properly, leave no survivors."
"promise!"
After hearing this, Zhao Chong and the others became even more attentive and patrolled the battlefield.
Regardless of whether the enemy is dead or not, go up and give them a finishing shot, only letting them go when you're sure they're completely dead.
This is the rule of the Chixiao Army, which Yuwen Chenglong learned from Lü Xiao.
Yuwen Chenglong looked up at the horizon, took a big gulp of wine, and smiled slightly.
Today's battle has allowed Yuwen Chenglong to finally hold his head high.
From now on, who will dare to call him a piece of trash?
Who would dare to look down on him now?
He glanced at the musicians who were still panting, already calculating in his mind how much extra reward he should give them when he got back.
They deserve much credit for winning this battle.
"My lord, the enemy has retreated. What should we do next?"
After surveying the area, Zhao Chong rode back, dismounted, and asked a question.
"Back in Jiangling, things should be pretty much settled by the time things get to the Prince. I still have important business to attend to!"
Yuwen Chenglong took another swig of wine, drew his silver spear, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
He didn't forget his duty and took the blame for Lü Xiao.
Now that the enemies have been defeated, it's time to go back and find the Xiao family.
Yuwen Chenglong touched the sword he had seized from an enemy general at his waist, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
Yuwen Chenglong is determined to take the blame; no one can change that.
At this moment, inside Jiangling City.
The Sui army had completely entered the city. Apart from the troops that Li Jing had arranged to maintain order, the rest of the soldiers all rushed to the palace.
Sui soldiers could be seen everywhere on the streets, some clearing the battlefield, some collecting weapons, and some escorting prisoners.
The people of Jiangling City hid behind doors and windows, cautiously peering at the commotion outside, not daring to breathe.
"Your Highness, we need to break down the wall."
Li Jing stood in front of the palace gate, looked around carefully, and then turned to Lü Xiao and said.
The tightly closed palace gates were incredibly heavy, and it was clear at a glance that they were piled with earth and stones behind them; trying to break down the gate would be a complete waste of time.
On the contrary, the palace wall next to them, although it looked sturdy, was not very thick, so breaking through the wall was the best option.
"Smash it!"
Lu Xiao glanced at the palace walls, which weren't particularly wide or thick, and with a wave of his hand, he made a clean and decisive move.
"kill!"
With a roar, the giant turtle grabbed the thick battering ram with both hands and slammed into it with all its might.
His mountain-like body, combined with the weight of the log, created an astonishing impact, causing dust to fall from the wall.
The other soldiers followed suit; if one person couldn't lift it, four people would go together, shouting slogans and ramming it one after another.
In short, the King of Shuo needs to take action before the city is breached.
After the city falls, they must make a good impression on the Prince of Shuo in front of this small palace. They cannot let the prince do everything himself.
With a loud crash, a large hole was smashed through the palace wall, dust flew everywhere, and bricks and stones were scattered all over the ground.
Through the opening, one could see the palace servants inside running around in panic, their screams echoing everywhere.
"Kill them! Kill them!"
The Ao fish was the most excited. It didn't even bother to pick up the golden mace. It picked up the battering log and charged at the enemy like a mad bull.
This battering log, compared to a hammer, has no disadvantages other than being heavier.
The moment it hits, no one can withstand it.
Anyone he hit was sent flying several meters away, coughing up blood, unable to get up.
"Your Highness, you don't need to intervene. Just leave it to us!"
Seeing Lü Xiao draw the Zhenyue Sword, the general of the Chixiao Army hurriedly turned around and shouted, his voice filled with urgency.
As people who had followed Lü Xiao for a long time, they knew all too well his martial prowess.
If Lü Xiao were to take action in this battle, the enemy would scatter, and where would they get their military merits?
"I'll give you the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn."
Lu Xiao sheathed the Zhenyue Sword again and stood silently to the side, watching the battle unfold.
Although his intervention would resolve the conflict more quickly, it was not the best option for the soldiers of the Red Vanguard Army.
What they need is military merit, the capital for promotion.
As the head coach, he has to leave some food for his men.
"Please rest assured, Your Highness, the palace will be captured in half an incense stick's time!"
After the Red Valiant Army general finished speaking, he charged into the chaotic battle with his weapon in hand, his momentum unstoppable and his battle cries deafening.
"very nice."
Yu Juluo looked at this scene, stroked his beard, and said with great emotion, his eyes full of satisfaction.
The boys he personally trained were all greenhorns back then, but now they've found the right mentor and have made something of themselves.
They were all vigorous and fierce, showing no hesitation on the battlefield, and were not much different from him in his youth.