Wife, you didn't really drug me, did you?

Chapter 570 Siege, the War Begins!

"Hahaha, Huangzhou Prefecture is great! I heard that Chen Jiu Si has three beautiful wives. Today, let's storm Huangzhou Prefecture, one for Mr. Iron Sword, one for Old Zhao, and one for me. Let's have a heroes' feast, hahaha..."

Upon hearing Mr. Tie Jian's words, Xu Shouhui burst into laughter, and at the same time, a lewd look appeared in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Iron Sword frowned, glanced at Xu Shouhui, and thought to himself, "How could Monk Peng have chosen such a person as emperor?"
Really.

Zhao Pusheng also felt that Xu Shouhui's words were a bit inappropriate. How could a hermit like Mr. Iron Sword share women with you?
I'd rather share those three women with you. I heard that Chen Jiu Si's favorite was the first wife, Su Yun Jin. After all, he even dared to disobey the Prince of Ruyang for her sake. In the end, the Prince of Ruyang's daughter was treated as the third wife. How much must he love this woman to do that?

Such a woman must be very alluring. Zhao Pusheng decided to test her himself to find out the extent of her charm.

Thus, Zhao Pusheng and Xu Shouhui began to plot how to share Chen Jie's women. You see, that's how ancient wars were: the victors took all the spoils of war, including the land, people, wealth, and women of the defeated.

Lying in the enemy's bed, playing with the enemy's women, and enjoying the life the enemy begs for—that is the enjoyment of a victor.

Xu Shouhui and Zhao Pusheng both enjoyed this kind of experience, which is why Xu Shouhui proposed to share Chen Jie's women equally.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Iron Sword's face darkened, and he said, "Nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, both Xu Shouhui and Zhao Pusheng were startled, especially Zhao Pusheng. He glanced at Xu Shouhui and thought to himself, "I told you to be careful, kid. Well, look what happened. You've angered the patriarch. Let's see how you clean this up. You really think everyone is as easy to talk to as my master?"

Xu Shouhui was also startled at this moment, and looked at Mr. Iron Sword and said, "Senior, do you think this is inappropriate?"

Mr. Iron Sword said, "Of course not. This old ancestor has been in seclusion for so many years and needs to nourish yin and replenish yang. How can one woman be enough? I want three of them!"

Ok?
Old man, are you that greedy?

Upon hearing this, Xu Shouhui and Zhao Pusheng exchanged a glance and cursed inwardly, "This old guy is really greedy, he wants all three!"

However, on the surface, Xu Shouhui and Zhao Pusheng chuckled.

"Very well, it's their good fortune that the Ancestor has such refined tastes. After conquering Huangzhou Prefecture, the three of them will be in the Ancestor's bed tonight!"

"That's right, that's right! Our ancestor is so old, yet he is still so vigorous and energetic. He is truly a role model for us all!"

"Yes, our ancestor is mighty, mighty!"

The two men showered the patriarch with flattery, but Mr. Iron Sword chuckled and said, "Alright, stop flattering us. Instead of wasting time, hurry up and organize the army. Whether the patriarch can be the groom tonight depends on you."

Xu Shouhui clasped his hands and said, "Rest assured, Ancestor, we will surely conquer Huangzhou Prefecture today!"

"Everything will be as the Ancestor wished!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Iron Sword stroked his beard with great satisfaction and said, "Hmph, very good!"

"Then prepare to attack the city!"

"Yes!"

……

"how?"

At this moment, on the city wall of Huangzhou Prefecture, Zhao Ya had just inspected the nearby facilities. When he returned, he looked at Ni Wenjun, who was guarding the city wall, and asked him a question.

Upon hearing this, Ni Wenjun said, "They should be launching an attack soon. Look, the formation is starting to tighten; this is a sign that they are preparing for an attack."

Zhao Ya said, "Yes, it seems so."

"How are your defending soldiers prepared?"

Ni Wenjun asked.

"No problem, everyone's full of energy right now!"

As Zhao Ya looked down at the city, she saw Su Yunjin and Huang Wan'er kindly filling each soldier's bowl with porridge, and also giving them steamed buns and pickled vegetables.

"That's enough, madam."

A young soldier who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old came to Su Yunjin's stall with a bowl of rice. Su Yunjin ladled out a large spoonful of porridge for him, gave him two steamed buns, and said, "If it's not enough, give me some more!"

The young soldier immediately shouted that that was enough, and Su Yunjin looked at him and said, "Be careful in battle."

"Thank you ma'am!"

The young soldier bowed, then immediately took his rice bowl and steamed bun, ate them in a few bites, and then, looking at his weapons, went up to the city wall to begin his defensive work. It was clear that his spirits had improved significantly after eating the porridge.

What had been a numb, fearful look in his eyes suddenly brightened, as if a glimmer of hope had appeared.

This is the effect of boosting morale. As the first lady of Huangzhou Prefecture, Su Yunjin's encouragement is something that ordinary soldiers can be proud of. Being able to eat the porridge she served today and hear her say "be careful" is truly a great encouragement to these soldiers.

The soldiers were all determined to fight, abandoning all illusions and preparing for battle!

Seeing this, Zhao Ya said, "Sister Yun Jin, one person can be worth an army."

Upon hearing this, Ni Wenjun said, "You are also very capable. You are able to command the entire Huangzhou Prefecture city defense army. In this respect, you are not comparable to ordinary women."

Zhao Ya said, "It's not as amazing as you say!"

Ni Wenjun said, "I rarely praise women, but you do have the heroic spirit that makes women no less than men!"

Zhao Ya said, "Yes, heroic spirit, but what Sister Yun Jin has is the magnanimity to embrace all things. Only with such a broad mind can she become the mistress of Huangzhou Prefecture."

“It’s different. You and she are two different kinds of people, but you both have very good qualities. It’s really a good deal for that brat, Jiu Si.”

Ni Wenjun couldn't help but feel jealous as he spoke.

Just as they were talking, they suddenly heard a horn sound.

woo woo woo...

Upon hearing this sound, Ni Wenjun and Zhao Ya were both startled. The enemy had begun their attack; this was the clarion call of the offensive.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ya immediately shouted, "Everyone, prepare for battle! Assemble! Assemble!"

when!
Ding, ding!
Three sharp chimes plunged the entire Huangzhou Prefecture into a state of tension. At that moment, the soldiers queuing at Su Yunjin's porridge stall below the city immediately put down their bowls, picked up their weapons, and rushed toward the city wall.

Watching their hurried figures, Su Yunjin immediately called out, "Take a steamed bun before you go, take a steamed bun before you go. You can't go hungry while fighting a war."

Upon hearing this, a woman immediately took a bag of steamed buns and stood in front of the stairs leading up the city wall. She steamed two buns for each person, and the buns were already cut in the middle and filled with some shredded pickled vegetables.

At this moment, the soldiers, each with a steamed bun in hand, climbed the city wall. Their eyes were firm. They took a bite of the bun in their mouths and then threw themselves into their posts, defending Huangzhou Prefecture. They had to defend Huangzhou Prefecture. If Huangzhou Prefecture fell, their homes would be gone.

That would put the people they were protecting in danger, which was absolutely unacceptable. They were already living a good life, following the city lord, living together as a family, harmonious and happy, with plenty to eat and drink, it couldn't be better.

But these thieves wanted to come and rob our houses, seize our land, take our wives and daughters, and make us their slaves. We refused!
It's no use expecting us to live the life of ordinary people in Xiangyang.

They weren't fools or blind; they knew the situation in Xiangyang. The people in Xiangyang were living in misery, worse than pigs and dogs. The lives of ordinary people were truly miserable. In almost every family with a daughter between the ages of sixteen and twenty-six, not a single daughter could escape the clutches of that wicked emperor.

A local emperor had 678 women and bestowed titles upon them.

What are you, a demon emperor? How can you compare to our city lord? Our city lord's territory is no smaller than yours, but look at how well he has governed Huangzhou Prefecture. It is prosperous and the people live in peace and contentment. Even the people of Dadu do not live as well as we do.

Looking at Xiangyang City, taxes have been collected for two hundred years, and the people are so hungry that they can't even afford tree bark and grass roots to eat. Every year, hundreds or thousands of people flock to their Huangzhou Prefecture.

If it weren't for this demon emperor stationing troops on the border and arresting people, the people of Xiangyang Prefecture would probably have all fled long ago.

They had seen these refugees from Xiangyang Prefecture before; each one was more miserable than the last, so hungry they were skin and bones.

It's fair to say that if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that a big city like Xiangyang could be like a living hell.

Ordinary people were selling their children, starving, and in some places, they were even resorting to cannibalism. Meanwhile, the lives of the powerful and wealthy were extravagant and perverse, a state of utter depravity.

Comparing the two, only a fool wouldn't know which one to choose.

Today, that demon emperor has colluded with a group of thieves to attack Huangzhou Prefecture and seize the fruits of their labor, which is absolutely unacceptable.

Even if it costs them their lives, they will never let these thieves take over Huangzhou. They will never allow their parents, wives, and children to live in hell like the people of Xiangyang.

kill!

kill!

kill!

The soldiers on the walls of Huangzhou Prefecture all had fierce glints in their eyes. They were not cruel, but they were not easy to bully either. If friends came, they would come; if bad guys came, they would come with spears!

Today, for my wife, children, and elderly parents, and for my own better life, I will kill!

It's just like being dead.

"Quickly..."

With these rewards, Chen Xiaohu led the soldiers to the place they had prepared in advance, ready to start the battle. The centurions and sergeants below urged the soldiers to quickly form ranks.

Then they heard a series of orderly footsteps.

stomping on...

Huangzhou Prefecture City has made defensive preparations.

……

woo woo woo...

The horn blared, and the enemy troops outside the city instantly changed their formation. Ni Wenjun said with a solemn expression, "They're about to attack." Hearing this, Zhao Ya's expression remained calm, but her eyes held a murderous intent. She gripped her marshal's sword tightly, and a great battle was about to break out.

stomping on...

As a series of orderly footsteps sounded, the soldiers of the Tianyuan Empire were seen forming a counter-attack formation, divided into five groups, each lined with spears. The soldiers' faces were numb, showing no desire for war.

But they had no choice. As soldiers of the Tianyuan Empire, they only had two paths to take: either die or go to war.

Death might implicate your family, but going to war, regardless of life or death, at least won't harm them.

Therefore, they had no choice.

At this moment, with spears standing tall, the Five Tigers and Sheep Formation was successfully formed. Xu Shouhui then looked at Mr. Iron Sword and said, "Sir, please review the troops!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Iron Sword waved his hand and said, "No, such large-scale killing is against the natural order. I should not intervene. You may do as you please."

Upon hearing this, Xu Shouhui's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly replied with a smile, "Then I'll take care of it."

After saying this, Xu Shouhui mounted his horse and came to the front of the army formation. He then said, "Brothers, this battle has gone on for so long, and the enemy has killed many of our brothers and sisters. We cannot let this go unavenged."

"Besides, I've heard that Huangzhou Prefecture is quite wealthy. We risk our lives for wealth and glory, isn't that what we're after?"

"Today I will give you all these things. Look, right here in Huangzhou City, there are money, grain, cloth, beautiful women, everything you want is inside."

"Go ahead and take it. Unleash your beastly nature. I grant you permission to loot for three days on the day the city falls."

With a loud shout, Xu Shouhui drew his sword and shouted at the Huangzhou city before him, "Kill them all!"

At his command, the army in front of him immediately began to move, and the soldiers' numb eyes were now filled with a more savage energy.

Money, beautiful women, food, and cloth are all in the city. After the city falls, they can loot for three days. In those three days, they can unleash all their bestial instincts. That's the meaning of war.

At this moment, countless people, their eyes red with excitement, prepared to join this gluttonous feast.

The crowd was instantly agitated, and the Five Tigers and Sheep Formation was fully activated. The Five Tigers and Sheep Formation consisted of five units, each with a master commander in charge.

It is divided into four formations: east, west, south, and north, as well as a vanguard team of the main formation.

At this time, the Eastern Formation was suppressing the Taishan disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, led by Taishan Sect Leader Yu Jizi.

The Western Formation is the Hengshan Sect, and its leader is Mo Busan, the head of the Hengshan Sect.

The Southern Formation is the Songshan Sect, led by Sun Xiaotian, the sect leader.

The Northern Formation is the Hengshan Sect, which is mainly composed of nuns, and its leader is Abbess Juexin.

These four are all the top leaders of the Five Mountains Sword Alliance, each with a strength at the Furnace Realm, and all of them are above the middle level.

The only one missing was Mount Hua. Last time, Chen Jie killed the sect leader Zuo Buqun. After returning to the Five Mountains Sword Sect, the sect's interests had already been divided up by the other four mountains, so it became estranged from the Five Mountains and ultimately did not act together with these sword sects.

At this moment, the Four Mountains Sword Sect guarded the four corners of the great formation. The next moment, the main fighting force of the great formation, the vanguard, would take over.

The vanguard was mainly composed of two people: Zhao Pusheng, who wielded two swords, and Xu Shouhui. These two were the main force attacking Huangzhou Prefecture.

Mr. Iron Sword then found a high platform, sat down there, his eyes full of smiles, and said, "My path to becoming a terrestrial immortal begins here."

This Huangzhou Prefecture looks quite nice; I'll make you the first stepping stone on my path forward.

"kill!"

Mr. Iron Sword raised the command flag in his hand, and the next moment Xu Shouhui roared and charged directly towards Huangzhou City, and the shouts of battle filled the sky.

Sensing the opponent's strength, Zhao Ya remained calm. She looked at Ni Wenjun and said, "Brother Ni, your injuries..."

"Cough cough..."

Ni Wenjun looked at the injury on his waist and said, "It's nothing, don't worry about me. This little scene won't scare me. Besides, I still have some trump cards I haven't used yet. If things really get heated, they'll just be dead under my fists!"

Zhao Ya replied, "That's good."

stomping on...

Xu Shouhui commanded his army to advance, the troops marching in orderly steps, their spears held upright in front, their feet pounding the ground, causing the earth to tremble, and billowing dust.

Following behind the main army were siege engines, ladders, and battering rams.

Seeing all this, the people on the city wall were also solemn. They knew that all the forces attacking the city were meant to deal with the Mulan people, but they never expected that they would all be used against them today.

stomping on...

The army charged forward madly. As the army drew closer, the soldiers' hearts trembled. At this moment, the young soldier who had just eaten the porridge and steamed buns given to him by Su Yunjin and received a blessing from Su Yunjin looked down from the crenellation of the archery range and felt as if his heart was about to burst out of his chest.

At this moment, he clenched his fist tightly. In this atmosphere of war, no one can remain calm.

Especially given the scale of the attack.

Then he saw, emerging from the smoke and dust, the city wall, with its orderly ranks, approaching step by step. The soldiers held long spears, their cold tips gleaming in the sunlight with a chilling light.

stomping on...

As the footsteps drew closer, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

"One hundred feet!"

At this moment, a soldier on a nearby beacon tower, using binoculars, watched the approaching soldiers and accurately stated the exact distance.

"Ninety zhang!"

"Eighty feet!"

"Fifty feet!"

As each number was announced, everyone's hearts were in their throats. When the number fifty zhang was announced, which was one hundred and fifty meters, the distance was reached.

Just then, the centurion shouted, "Archers, prepare!"

Archer!
The young soldier was taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized that he had a bow and arrows in his hand; he was an archer.

The boy was still in a daze when suddenly a kick came at him. The centurion, his face dark, said, "Get ready!"

The boy snapped to attention and immediately picked up his bow and arrow. The centurion glared at him and roared, "Distractedness on the battlefield is a death sentence! If you're not tired of living, all of you better be alert!"

"Archers, first volley, fire!"

As soon as the centurion shouted, all the soldiers drew their bows and nocked arrows, firing directly towards the outside of the city. They didn't even need to aim, because enemy troops were everywhere below. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

A volley of arrows rained down, and screams erupted below as a group of people were struck and fell to the ground.

The young soldier was a little nervous because when he fired, he had aimed at an enemy soldier at the head of the platoon. The guy looked about the same age as him, around seventeen or eighteen, and was carrying a red-tasseled spear that wasn't very straight. He was walking at the front, his face numb, and resigned to being used as cannon fodder.

The young soldier shot him, hitting his shoulder. He was clutching his shoulder and howling in pain, but the soldiers around him ignored him. Everyone was walking forward as if possessed, and some even stepped on him. He could still howl at first, but he was quickly trampled into a pulp.

The boy couldn't bear to look at what he was seeing. Just then, the centurion shouted again, "Second round, fire!"

shhhhhh...

The boy mechanically fired the arrow. This time, he dared not aim; he didn't want to know who he had killed!

The boy couldn't understand why they had to fight when everyone was doing well.
Why did they have to attack him? But he knew that if he didn't fight, his elderly grandmother and eight-year-old sister might die.

"Three wheels, fire!"

Then the third round of firing began. They had a total of eight rounds of firing before the enemy charged to the city wall, but the enemy wouldn't let you kill them so easily.

After killing their vanguard, a shout came from the enemy ranks: "Shieldbearers!"

The shield bearers immediately rushed to the front. Each shield bearer held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other; they were specifically there to deal with the archers on the city wall.

Of course, even with shields, arrows could still shoot them from unpredictable angles, but with shields, their survival rate was much higher.

And so the shield bearers, carrying wooden shields and long swords, charged straight to the base of the city wall.

Just then, the enemy commander shouted, "Ladders! Ladders!"

Just then, soldiers carrying siege ladders charged from behind the enemy ranks. At that moment, the centurion shouted, "Little Liu, you're a good archer. Target the enemy's siege ladder soldiers. We absolutely cannot let them set up their ladders!"

"Yes!"

At this time, the young soldier, also known as Xiao Liuzi, began to shoot the ladder soldiers under the command of the centurion. He was quite successful at first, but after shooting a few times, the enemy immediately arranged for shield soldiers to protect the ladder soldiers. When the soldiers behind saw that the ladder soldiers were dead, they immediately took their place, carrying the ladders of the ladder soldiers and rushing forward.

Kill! Kill!
There were simply too many enemies. No matter how skilled the archers on the city wall were, they couldn't possibly pick them off one by one. So the ladder troops were moved closer to the city wall.

At this moment, the ladder soldiers directly placed the ladders on the city wall, and the shield soldiers, looking at their shields and biting their waist knives, climbed up the ladders. Whoever could rush up the city wall and hold out until the reinforcements arrived would be credited with being the first to scale the wall, which would be a great reward.

The soldiers charged forward with all their might.

Upon seeing this, soldiers from Huangzhou Prefecture immediately rushed over to try and overturn the ladder, but they had barely peeked out when...

call out!
He was shot dead instantly by arrows, and then the enemy shouted, "Archers, cover!"

The next moment, countless arrows came flying up. The enemy archers had begun to fire. Their role was to cover their own ladder soldiers as they climbed the city walls. Under their firepower, the Huangzhou Prefecture soldiers on the city walls had difficulty showing themselves. It looked like the soldiers on the ladders were about to climb onto the city walls!
not good!

(End of this chapter)