activa-t Chapter 401 was too thrilling.
Chapter 401 was too thrilling.
The Tian Sheng garrison in the city collapsed like a burst dam. The surviving generals had no time to command their soldiers to continue fighting, nor did they have the courage. They frantically climbed onto their horses and fled in panic, and the surviving soldiers also began to flee in all directions.
Berger led his troops in a fierce pursuit, chasing them all the way out of the city.
The city streets were littered with horrific wreckage, the air thick with a nauseating stench of blood, accompanied by the acrid smell of burning. Flames flickered in the wind and rain, and the screams of wounded soldiers filled the air, a truly chilling sight.
"Clatter, clatter!" Just as Meng Benbo was staring wide-eyed at this scene, a series of clear, cold hoofbeats suddenly came from behind him, startling him out of his shock.
Meng Benbo turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Sikong Jin slowly riding towards him, surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers in black.
Sikong Jin was wearing a black cloak, and her delicate, fair face was faintly stained with blood. She looked somewhat bewitching and cold, and there was an indescribable murderous aura about her. This scene undoubtedly made Meng Benbo feel an indescribable sense of oppression. For some reason, the adult at this moment seemed to be just like His Majesty the Northern Emperor, and was filled with a terrifying kingly majesty.
"grown ups!"
Meng Benbo stepped forward, cupped his fists to Sikong Jin, and, still somewhat incredulous, pointed to the corpses scattered on the ground and murmured, "My lord, have we really won like this?"
That's amazing!
He hadn't even made a move yet, how could it be over already? He'd only followed his superior's orders to ambush 20,000 reinforcements near the main road, thinking he could use the opportunity to curry favor with his superior and show off, but now…
Sikong Jin glanced at Meng Benbo, but her gaze quickly returned to its usual calm. She then calmly surveyed the surroundings before instructing, "Lord Bei has already led his troops to pursue the fleeing enemy. Your unit is responsible for clearing the battlefield. Be quick about it. We will continue our march towards Tian Sheng Imperial City tomorrow morning at noon."
As Sikong Jin spoke, he dismounted, bent down to pick up a weapon from the ground, glanced at it, and continued, "Tell the soldiers to travel light. We need to get to the territory of Tiansheng Imperial City as quickly as possible to join up with the Great Zhou army. So these things can be left for now. Just send some brothers to guard them."
After speaking, he threw away the broken knife in his hand and clapped his hands.
"Then, sir, do we not want Ganzhou City anymore?"
Meng Benbo asked in confusion.
Sikong Jin raised her head slightly and searched around before replying, "Who said we don't want it? The Jiangxi Fortress is now under the control of Emperor Beizun. If the army attacks the Heavenly Saint Imperial City, what's the point of having just one isolated city? It's only a matter of time before it falls. We can leave some brothers to watch over it. I still need to negotiate with Emperor Beizun. My efforts are not for nothing!"
Your efforts certainly weren't for nothing; who knows how His Majesty the Northern Emperor will reward you! He might even bestow upon you the title of a peerless king! At that point, who knows if you, this corrupt official, will remember that we, your subordinates, also worked just as hard! Everyone knows about your illicit affair with His Majesty the Northern Emperor!
Meng Benbo thought sourly.
"My lord, after this great battle is over, could you perhaps introduce me to His Majesty the Northern Emperor? The brothers have heard that the trees in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty are covered in golden leaves, and that the women there are all incredibly beautiful, fashionable, and gentle. We all long to see them! My lord, why don't you speak to His Majesty the Northern Emperor and ask him to invite us to visit the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty..."
After thinking for a while, Meng Benbo suddenly spoke.
"Get lost! The war isn't even over yet and you're already thinking about sugar-coated bullets. Someone like you will probably become a corrupt official in the future. I'll have to file a report with the judicial department so they'll have to watch out for you!"
"Damn it, sir, why don't you say you've made so much money off the war?"
Meng Benbo wailed.
"What did you say? Deputy General Meng, you are really too ignorant. Your situation and your thinking are very dangerous. It seems that I should start a rectification campaign."
Lord Sikong shook his head helplessly and turned to walk forward.
Late at night on April 17th of the 469th year of the Red Moon Calendar, Sikong Jin's army fought bravely and with unstoppable momentum, capturing Ganzhou City, the eastern border of the Tiansheng Dynasty, despite the rain.
When Commander Sikong Jin's bodyguard captain, Berger, ordered a halt to the pursuit of the fleeing Tian Sheng soldiers, it was already close to dawn.
Looking at the panicked fleeing remnants ahead, Berger finally breathed a sigh of relief—the main force had been chasing for nearly an hour, and the brothers were now quite exhausted. Moreover, they were now certain that the main force of Ganzhou City no longer existed, and Ganzhou City should have been taken over by the adults. Such a victory was already a great victory for them!
However, Berger had not forgotten the stunt that Sikong Jin had just pulled!
It’s so thrilling!
If those Heavenly Saint soldiers on the city wall hadn't fallen for the trick, they would probably be the ones finished now!
Those arrow towers are the most dangerous thing, and there's also the large army coming from the city; they're all going to be in big trouble. What if…
Berger almost dared not think further. She felt that following Lord Sikong required an extremely strong heart; otherwise, she would be scared to death by him sooner or later! Her heart soared to the sky and then plummeted to the ground in an instant, experiencing such extreme highs and lows that she could hardly bear it!
Fortunately, she had gotten used to being by his side all these years, otherwise she would have been scared out of her wits or even paralyzed.
"Lord Bei! Lord Bei! Lord Sikong orders you to immediately withdraw your troops and return to the city!"
Just as Berger ordered a halt to the pursuit, a messenger from the rear suddenly arrived to convey Lord Sikong's orders.
Berger nodded, then turned to the soldiers behind him and said, "Pass on my order: the main force is to turn around immediately and return to the city as quickly as possible!"
The messenger immediately received the order and went to relay it.
When Berger led his troops back into the city, it was already dawn. The city had been almost completely cleaned up. Apart from a faint smell of blood and burning in the air, the damp ground was tinged with a dark red, and the flowing rainwater had a reddish tinge to it.
The flags on the city tower had been replaced with large banners bearing the words "Sikong," and the soldiers guarding the city had been replaced with soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Sikong Jin Legion, and the defense was quite tight.
From below the city wall, Berger saw Deputy General Meng Benbo directing the soldiers to count the spoils. However, he couldn't find the Minister of Works, so Berger couldn't help but feel puzzled.