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Chapter 1399 When disaster strikes, we all fly away

"I am Wang Chao, the Iron General of the Great Qian Dynasty!"

He suddenly roared, dragging his broken body, and charged at Shen Yuan with all his might, the curved boring bar in his hand pointing directly at Shen Yuan's lower abdomen.

This attack lacked any skill, only a death wish, like a dying beast trying to bite its opponent in its final moments.

A hint of disdain flashed in Shen Yuan's eyes. He easily dodged the attack by turning to the side, and then swept out a white jade pillar, which struck Wang Chao heavily on the back.

With a sharp crack, Wang Chao's spine was broken, and he flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the crenellations of the city wall. The spikes on the crenellations pierced his chest, and blood flowed down the spikes, staining half of the city wall red.

"Ahem. Jiang Xiaobai, Zhu Wen, you ultimately cannot defend Wuzhou."

Wang Chao's voice grew weaker and weaker, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

He watched the Hengzhou army approaching from below the city walls, and the Yellow Turban flag fluttering atop the city walls, about to fall. A bleak smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

He recalled his youth, when he followed the late Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty to fight on the battlefield. Back then, the army was disciplined and the soldiers were of one mind; how majestic they were!

But now, the Wuzhou Allied Forces are rife with infighting and scheming against each other, and in the end, they cannot escape the fate of the city falling and their people dying.

"The Great Qian Dynasty ultimately perished."

These were his last thoughts, then his head lolled to the side, and he breathed his last.

Shen Yuan walked to Wang Chao's body, glanced at the old general who died with his eyes wide open, and curled his lip.

"He's a tough nut to crack, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong master."

He raised the towering white jade pillar and slammed it down, smashing Wang Chao's corpse and the arrow shards behind him to pieces, splattering blood and flesh everywhere.

At the same time that Wang Chao died in battle, the Xuanwu battering ram at the East Gate finally broke through the main city gate.

With a loud crash, the heavy wooden door collapsed, and Hengzhou soldiers poured into the city like a tidal wave, engaging in a fierce street battle with the Yellow Turban army defending the city.

In a mansion behind, Jiang Xiaobai, who had already led Sun Bin down from the city wall, had changed into the armor of an ordinary soldier. Sun Bin beside him had also put away the sheepskin scroll, the wheeled carriage had been replaced with a fast horse, and his body was fixed in place by a captain.

“Mr. Sun Bin, it seems that today is the day Wuzhou City will fall.”

Jiang Xiaobai sighed softly and glanced at Sun, who looked solemn beside her.

"This was expected. The Yellow Turban Army in Luzhou has already been defeated, and the Yellow Turban Army in the south, led by the deputy commander of Hengzhou Army, has been intercepted by his own Hengwu soldiers."

"Now, Wuzhou City can be said to have no reinforcements left, while the two Hengzhou armies led by Zhuge Kongming and Xue Rengui have just joined forces, greatly increasing their strength. It is only a matter of time before Wuzhou City falls!"

Sun Bin shook his head.

"Alliance Leader, everything is ready. The breakout passage at the North Gate has been opened, and General Wang Zicheng's father is there to meet us."

Xi Peng hurried in and whispered to Jiang Xiaobai, his tone tinged with urgency.

"Pass down the order: the entire army must immediately break out through the north gate, without fail!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, his gaze sweeping over the battlefield outside the window, without a trace of lingering affection.

"Tell those Yellow Turban soldiers to lead their troops to defend the east and west gates to the death, and to delay the Hengzhou army for an hour. After we have safely withdrawn, we will send reinforcements back to pick them up."

He paused and added.

Sun Bin watched silently from the side, not saying a word. He had long known Jiang Xiaobai's plan; the so-called "reinforcements" were nothing more than a lie to appease those peasant Yellow Turban soldiers.

From the very beginning, Jiang Xiaobai had no intention of coexisting with Zhu Wen. The Yellow Turban Army was numerous and a motley crew, perfect for being used as cannon fodder to delay the Hengzhou Army's advance and buy them time to break out.

"Alliance Leader, isn't this a bit too unethical?"

Dongguo Ya, who was standing to the side, felt a little sorry for him and whispered his advice.

Although Zhu Wen was arrogant, he was still a member of the Wuzhou Allied Army, nominally their ally. To betray him like this was truly unreasonable. "Morality? What's morality worth in the face of life and death?"

“Zhu Wen was never one of us. His Yellow Turban army burned, killed, and looted, and had long lost the hearts of the people. Keeping him alive would only be a disaster. Letting him die on the battlefield is his good fortune.”

Jiang Xiaobai sneered.

"Sir, let's go, it'll be too late if we wait any longer."

He mounted his horse and said to Sun Bin.

Sun Bin shook his head, sighed, and gestured to the captain behind him who was holding him still to spur his horse. Jiang Xiaobai was right; in chaotic times, one had to be ruthless to survive.

But he couldn't help but glance back at the direction of the council hall, where they used to discuss military matters, but now it had become a stage for intrigue and backstabbing.

Meanwhile, Zhu Wen was still leading his troops at the West Gate to resist Zhuge Kongming's attack. He brandished his broadsword and killed a Hengzhou soldier who charged forward, his face splattered with blood.

"Brothers, hold the city gate! Reinforcements are on their way!"

He shouted loudly, trying to boost morale.

What he didn't know was that Jiang Xiaobai had already led his elite troops to break out from the north gate, leaving the Yellow Turban army in the city as nothing more than discarded pawns.

"Commander, something's not right! There's no sound of fighting coming from the north gate; instead, there are signs of a large number of cavalry retreating!"

Ge Congzhou rode his horse to Zhu Wen's side and said with a solemn expression.

He had just seen dust billowing in the direction of the North Gate, clearly indicating that a large force was evacuating, but Jiang Xiaobai had not informed them.

Zhu Wen's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind. He turned his head sharply to look in the direction of the north gate, and sure enough, he saw dust billowing and could vaguely see the figures of cavalry.

"That despicable Jiang Xiaobai! He actually betrayed us!"

Zhu Wen's eyes widened in anger, and his teeth clenched so tightly they made a grinding sound.

He finally understood that all those times Jiang Xiaobai had apologized and acted so humbly after their falling out were just attempts to use him.

With Wuzhou City on the verge of falling, Jiang Xiaobai abandoned him and his Yellow Turban army without hesitation, leaving them to die.

"I am not reconciled! I, Zhu Wen, have fought for half my life, only to be betrayed like this!"

Just then, the west gate of the city was breached by Zhuge Liang's army.

"kill!"

The soldiers of Hengzhou Army swarmed in. The Yellow Turban Army was a motley crew, and without unified command, and upon learning that they had been betrayed by Jiang Xiaobai, their morale collapsed instantly, and they scattered and fled.

"Commander, run! The west gate can't be held!"

Shi Shu Cong stood guard beside Zhu Wen, cutting down pursuers while anxiously shouting. He was already wounded in many places, and his battle robe was stained with blood.

Zhu Wen looked at the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers and the approaching Hengzhou army, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.

The tide has turned, and any further resistance will be futile.

"Let's go! We'll break through the water gate!"

Zhu Wen gritted his teeth, turned his horse around, and charged towards the water gate.

Ge Congzhou, Huo Cun, Yang Shihou and others followed closely behind, leading the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers in a breakout towards the water gate.

But they hadn't gone far when they encountered Sun Wukong, Sun Liuer, Shen Yuan, and others, who had freed themselves up because Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and others had voluntarily left the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)