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Chapter 1007: Subduing the Enemy and Destroying Them with Unstoppable Force (5K)
The ruins of Pengikent are shrouded in darkness.

"So you mean I should just stand by and watch these people starve to death without doing anything?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

The frost will explain:

“Our reinforcements are right behind us. These lowly people won’t die from hunger for a few days.”

"But if it delays the pursuit, or if the pursuing soldiers go hungry, the consequences will be enormous."

Su Yao turned around and looked at the man. He recognized him; he was the first Kushan general to surrender. "I remember your name is Ah."

“Sadguru, sir, I am Sadguru,” Sadguru said, his face slightly flushed.

"Good, Sadhguru, I'll remember you. This time, I'll show you Kushans the difference between my Han army and your Kushan army."

Su Yao glanced back at the trembling civilians who were nervously watching the soldiers around them, and nodded, saying:
“Your prince abandoned the people he was supposed to protect, but I, Su Yao, will not abandon any innocent life.”

"Pass down the order: all soldiers will have their rations halved tonight, with strict distribution, to weather this difficult time together with the people. No one will starve to death!"

Lu Su and Zhang Liao exchanged a glance and replied in unison, "Yes, sir!"

Soon, the Han soldiers began to distribute food in an orderly manner, set up temporary tents, and help the wounded.

The people who were originally terrified and waiting to die were already somewhat surprised when they saw the Han army participating in the firefighting efforts. This time, they received food and shelter, and their attitude immediately changed drastically. They knelt down and wept bitterly, expressing their gratitude to the Han army.

"Lies! Prince Bo Diao is lying!"

"The claims that the Han army is ruthless and that the red-robed Han generals are man-eating demons are all lies!"

"General Su is truly a living bodhisattva who saves people from suffering!"

The people here are mostly very simple and honest. They may not have much knowledge and may be illiterate, but they can tell who is good to them and who is bad to them.

They hated Prince Bodiao for burning down their houses and killing their people, but these Han Chinese from afar saved them from their plight and naturally won their trust and gratitude.

As night fell, scattered campfires lit up the ruins of Pengjikent. Han soldiers and local people sat together, sharing their limited food.

Although their conditions were still very difficult, the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.

People who don't speak the same language are communicating with each other using sign language in a friendly manner.

Even more remarkably, the local people spontaneously organized a delegation to come before Su Yao's command tent to express their gratitude and loyalty.

Su Yao helped up the elders kneeling in front of him, and suddenly felt a surge of energy within his body—his experience points had increased.

natural.

As a strategy game themed around conquering cities and territories, True Three Kingdoms not only grants experience by "killing monsters," but also provides experience and other rewards for conquering and occupying cities.

However, compared to directly killing, the experience points gained from conquering a city are affected by many factors, such as the size of the city, the number of people, and even the loyalty of the local people.

Therefore, the ancient city, now in ruins, didn't offer him much experience. Instead, the reward of the people's loyalty provided a significant boost, which at least temporarily relieved his immediate crisis, allowing him to put his skills to good use later.

Moreover, what surprised Su Yao even more than the experience points he gained was an unexpected piece of information provided by the locals.

"Oh? You mean the prince's men are lying in ambush in the mountains?"

Su Yao raised an eyebrow and looked at the old man kneeling before him. This white-haired old man was a priest of the city's temple.

Originally, Prince Bo Diao's retreat wasn't an indiscriminate killing spree.

The noble priests and the local wealthy families were qualified to go with him.

However, unlike the other priests who retreated, the old man chose to stay in his hometown because he was reluctant to leave it. This is why he was able to obtain this confidential information.

The old priest was slightly shocked to hear Su Yao speak fluent Kushan language, but he quickly composed himself and began to speak earnestly:

"In the mountains of the south, there are at least nearly 10,000 troops lying in ambush."

"The leader is Bahar, a general under the prince, known as the 'King of Swords,' one of the fiercest generals in the Kushan army."

"The Sword King?" Su Yao chuckled. "So he's very powerful?"

The old priest said solemnly, "That's right. This man's swordsmanship is superb, and it is said that he has never met his match. Moreover, he is extremely brave in battle, always leading from the front, and is deeply loved by his soldiers. General, you must not be careless."

"Haha! Old priest, you're overthinking it."

At this moment, Sadhguru laughed three times, stepped forward, and said:
"Do you know who you are before you? This lord is no ordinary general, but a true god who is the reincarnation of Indra and manifests miracles on earth!"

"What Sword King Bahar? He's nothing but an ant before this great man!"

Su Yao flicked his nose and coughed lightly. Even he felt a little uncomfortable when faced with such flattery.

However, the old priest clearly didn't see it that way.

Upon hearing Sadhguru's words, a strange light flashed in his eyes. He carefully examined Su Yao, then suddenly knelt down: "So...so you are the one from the oracle."

"A divine oracle?" Su Yao frowned.

“Yes.” The old priest nodded excitedly. “Prince Botiao’s retreat this time was due to a divine oracle from the royal temple, which said that you are a demon comparable to Phrido, bringing calamity and destroying everything.”

"Only by having a prince become king and obtain Indra's protection can one win; now it seems that this was nothing but a clumsy lie."

Upon hearing this, a hint of amusement flashed in Su Yao's eyes: "Oh? So what does the old priest think I am?"

The old priest kowtowed deeply: "How could you possibly be a demon? I believe General Sadhguru's words. If there truly is a miracle, it must be the heavens bestowing their blessings upon our gods!"

Su Yao chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "Whether I am a god or not, you are right about one thing—I am here to save you."

The old priest, tears welling in his eyes, exclaimed, "Your Excellency is merciful! We are willing to follow you to the death!"

Su Yao nodded and reassured him, telling him that as long as the people of Pengjikent were willing to submit to the Han and cooperate with their actions, he guaranteed that everyone would receive fair treatment and protection.

The old priest was immediately moved to tears and led his entourage in bowing repeatedly.

"However, compared to that, I'm more concerned about what you just said about the prince needing to become king to stand against me. So, is he going back to fight for the throne?"

"Yes, my lord."

The old priest nodded and said in a low voice:

“Even in our border region, we know that the Kushan king has been in very poor health lately, and the power of state affairs is basically held by the prime minister and the queen, while Prince Botiao holds military power and has the support of the governors of the south.”

"Now that Prince Bo Diao has hurriedly returned to the capital and brought with him the divine oracle from the temple, something big must be happening in the capital."

"It seems that things are quite unpredictable and turbulent within the Kushan Empire; it's quite interesting."

After seeing off the old priest, Su Yao, Zhang Liao, Yufuluo, Sadhguru, and other generals, along with Guo Jialusu and others, gathered together for a heated discussion.

Throughout history, the destruction of great powers has often stemmed from the outbreak of their internal conflicts.

Although the Kushan Empire had a vast territory and a large army, its internal conflicts were numerous and deeply entrenched after hundreds of years of dynastic rule. The current struggle for the throne presented them with an excellent opportunity.

As you can see, for the sake of the throne, this prince easily abandoned an important border town in his country.

After speaking eloquently, Guo Jia said, "Your Highness, this is truly a golden opportunity!"

"With the Kushan Empire in turmoil and Prince Bodiao eager to return to the capital to seize the throne, this is the perfect opportunity for our army to march south!"

Excitement gleamed in Guo Jia's eyes.

He immediately suggested that the army should regroup briefly and then head south.

Prince Botiao is the most capable prince in the Kushan Empire. We must keep a close watch on him. Even if we cannot kill him, we must severely weaken his power and prevent him from easily seizing the throne.

The best-case scenario would be for the Kushan Empire to completely disintegrate, so that they would no longer have the ability to threaten us.

Su Yao nodded slightly: "Fengxiao is absolutely right. Therefore," he turned his gaze to the map, "our most urgent task is to deal with this ambush force in front of us."

Zhang Liao clasped his hands and said, "Your Highness, my three thousand iron cavalry have rested and are ready to lead the vanguard into battle to secure victory for Your Highness!"

Hufro hurriedly added, "Me too, me too!"

"Our Xiongnu warriors will never lag behind!"

Su Yao pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "No, we don't need to launch a direct attack."

A meaningful smile appeared on his lips: "Since he wants to ambush us, let's turn the tables and launch a grand night raid on him."

Midnight that day, in the southeastern mountains of Pengikent.

"General Bahar, it's late, you should get some rest."

"General Bahar, it's late, you should get some rest."

A lieutenant approached Bahar and whispered words of advice. Bahar was sitting on a boulder, polishing his beloved greatsword, the blade gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

"I can't sleep." Bahar said in a low voice without looking up, "What's the situation with the Han army?"

"The scouts report that the main force of the Han army has been resting in Pengjikent all afternoon and shows no signs of continuing the pursuit," the lieutenant replied. "It seems they've been bogged down in the mess in the city."

As he spoke, the lieutenant described what the scouts had seen. The Han army was helping to put out the fire, cutting down trees for firewood, and fishing in the river with the local people. Apart from a cavalry force of three thousand men resting and on guard, they made no move to pursue the enemy.

Bahar sneered, "Hmph, woman's compassion. If it were me, I wouldn't care about those lowly people. They really can't tell what's important."

The lieutenant hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "General, those civilians are actually quite innocent too."

Bahar looked up abruptly, a cold glint in his eyes: "Hmm? Are you perhaps questioning the prince's decision?"

The lieutenant quickly shook his head: "Your subordinate wouldn't dare! It's just that those people are, after all, our citizens, and now..."

"Shut up!" Bahar snapped. "His Highness has his own reasons; it's none of your business to interfere!"

The deputy general fell silent, too terrified to speak further.

Bahar stood up, gazing at the faint firelight of Pengikent in the distance, and said in a deep voice:
"Tomorrow morning, send scouts to investigate again. If the Han army still makes no move, we will take the initiative to attack and harass their supplies. We must not let them obtain food easily."

"Isn't this bad?"

The lieutenant was startled.

"That red-robed general is portrayed as incredibly powerful. If they don't come, fine, but are we going to provoke them?"

"You know nothing!"

Bahar's eyes widened in fury as he grabbed his deputy's collar: "His Highness entrusted me with the crucial task of covering the rear, not to leave me here waiting! If the Han army recovers and catches up, His Highness will be in grave danger!"

The lieutenant was sprayed in the face with spittle, but dared not wipe it away: "General, please calm down. I will arrange it immediately."

Bahar released his grip and snorted coldly: "Remember, our mission is to hold back the Han army and keep them pinned down here, at all costs!"

"Finally, double the number of scouts. Don't assume they'll all be sleeping peacefully just because it's dark. Don't forget that in legend, Frido is the ruler of the night. Everyone be careful. Anyone who dares to be careless, lazy, or cause trouble will be the first to be chopped down!"

"Yes, yes, General!" The lieutenant quickly responded and withdrew.

As night deepened, Bahar, after patrolling the area once more, finally felt a wave of weariness. He returned to his hideout in the mountains, lay down on his back, looked at the broadsword in his hand, and muttered to himself:
"Miss Dina's divine oracle, the red-robed Han general, Furido... Hmph, I don't care what kind of demon or monster you are, this blade of mine isn't afraid of you!"

Bahar gradually fell asleep, while the Kushan scouts kept their eyes wide open, maintaining a tight watch with sentries both visible and hidden, to prevent the Han army from sneaking across the mountainous area where they were lying in ambush under cover of night.

However, they were unaware that danger was quietly approaching under the thick cover of night.

shhhhh--

After a few short sounds, one by one the hidden sentries in the mountains and forests were eliminated.

Su Yao personally led his men, dressed in jet-black night clothes, and stealthily crept up.

It turned out that after the old priest led his people to surrender, Su Yao was finally able to utilize the local talent pool to find a qualified guide to help him unlock the map.

In this way, Bahar's so-called strict vigilance was completely ineffective in Su Yao's eyes.

"Your Highness, General Zhang's troops are in position and awaiting your orders!"

"General Tian, ​​our second team is in position and ready to launch an attack at any time!" Yufulo reported excitedly in a low voice.

Su Yao narrowed his eyes, feeling the surging power within his body. After breaking through his limits, his perception abilities had also greatly improved.

Even in the dark, without the aid of the system, he could clearly perceive the location and number of nearby enemies.

"Pass down the order: proceed according to plan."

Su Yao gave the order:
"Leave no one alive; if there is resistance, kill them without mercy!"

With Su Yao's command, five thousand Han soldiers, like ghosts in the night, silently approached the Kushan army camp hidden in the mountains.

"Something's wrong, something's not right!"

"Go blow the whistle! There's trouble ahead!"

When the Kushan sentries finally noticed that the guards had not returned and sounded the alarm, the Han army finally dropped their pretense and began a full-scale attack.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Flames illuminate the night sky.

First, a rocket took off, followed by countless others. They streaked across the night sky like a meteor shower and crashed into the Kushan army's ambush camp on the mountain.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Kill!"

The Han soldiers shouted in unison and charged up the mountain path, brandishing their weapons.

The Kushan army was caught off guard by this sudden attack.

"Fight back!"

"kill!"

"Give us a resounding counterattack!"

Bahar was jolted awake from his sleep. Without a moment's thought, he immediately ordered a counterattack.

Thanks to their readiness for battle, they were not immediately overwhelmed by the sudden attack, but instead formed ranks on the spot and organized a counterattack with a hail of arrows.

But
Boom—Boom boom boom—

Terrifying explosions rang out one after another. As the Han army charged forward, the grenades they threw exploded in the Kushan army's ranks, sending flames soaring into the sky and scattering fragments everywhere, instantly tearing apart the Kushan army's defenses.

These Kushan soldiers had never seen such a terrifying weapon before, and they were all scrambling for cover in the face of the sudden explosion.

"Heavenly lightning! There really is heavenly lightning!"

"You can't win, run!"

"Hold on! Don't mess up!"

Bahar brandished his broadsword on the mountain, roaring as he tried to quell the morale of his troops.

But in the next instant, amidst the smoke, a crimson figure burst forth like lightning, charging straight toward him.

The man held a long-handled broadsword, its blade gleaming eerily in the firelight.

With each strike, several soldiers were torn to pieces.

Soldiers along the way were easily parted like waves of wheat before his charge.

"You're that Sword King Bahar?"

In the blink of an eye, Su Yao had arrived in front of him.

Bahar's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively swung his knife to strike.

This strike embodied Bahar's lifelong skill; it was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a bull, enough to cut it in half at the waist.

However, Su Yao simply raised his hand and pinched the blade between two fingers.

"Wh-what?!" Bahar was shocked and tried desperately to pull back his weapon, but found that the blade did not budge.

"too weak."

Su Yao shook his head, flicked his finger lightly, and with a "crack," the greatsword, forged from the world's finest Wootz steel, snapped in two.

Bahar staggered backward, his eyes filled with terror: "Monster! Who...who are you?!"

"Su Yao."

Su Yao smiled slightly, then threw a punch.

Before Bahar could even react, he was sent flying backward by the punch, crashing heavily into the mountainside, spitting out blood and losing consciousness.

"General!" The Kushan guards around him cried out and rushed forward, but Su Yao simply waved his hand, and his Mo Dao swept across, instantly sending limbs and severed arms flying everywhere.

"Monsters and Demons"

"It's Frido! It really is Frido!"

"It's done, we're done!"

Faced with Su Yao's overwhelming power, the Kushan army's central force collapsed first.

Su Yao extended his foot and kicked lightly, sending a blade from the ground spinning into the air, severing the Kushan army's flagpole not far away.

The commander's flag collapsed with a crash.

The Kushan army's resistance was quickly crushed by the attacking Han army.

The Kushan army, having lost its commander, completely collapsed. Some knelt down and surrendered, while others scattered and fled into the night without looking back.

The Han army won a complete victory in this battle!
(End of this chapter)