Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

At the northeast corner of Zhenyuan City, at the breach in the damaged city wall.

The northern barbarian soldiers surged in like a mad tide, climbing up the broken bricks and walls with their hands and feet, their attack fearless and ruthless.

The soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty fought against the enemy tide, their blood and flesh flying amidst the clash of swords and spears, every inch of land witnessing a life-or-death struggle.

Unfortunately, the Northern Barbarian troops outnumbered their own, and the Daqian soldiers gradually became overwhelmed, forced to squeeze out of the gap, and watched helplessly as the enemy occupied this crucial breach.

Just when the situation was becoming increasingly precarious, Zhang Liao finally led his troops to arrive at the scene.

"Don't panic! I, Zhang Liao, am here! Follow me and we'll charge back!"

His roar was like a thunderclap, instantly stabilizing the morale of the troops who were on the verge of collapse.

The soldiers regained their fighting spirit and launched a counterattack with Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao wielded his tiger-headed silver spear with such skill that it was impenetrable.

The spear tip gleamed coldly, its force incredibly powerful, like a drawn dagger piercing straight into the enemy ranks, killing more than a dozen northern barbarian soldiers before the attack temporarily ceased.

"Huff... huff..."

Heavy breathing came from beneath his helmet; even the bravest warrior has his limits.

He had been fighting all night and was exhausted, so his movements inevitably revealed signs of fatigue.

Upon seeing this, the northern barbarian soldiers, like sharks smelling blood, roared and swarmed around.

Zhang Liao was dressed in gleaming armor, clearly a general of the Qian army.

Killing an enemy general will bring a great reward, ensuring a life of comfort and security.

This temptation drove the northern barbarian soldiers even more mad.

Zhang Liao and his personal guards were gradually surrounded by the enemy. No matter how hard he fought, he could not break through the tight encirclement.

"Drink!"

He mustered his inner strength, and his spear flew again, sometimes thrusting straight at the throat, sometimes slashing across the horse's belly, cutting down more than a dozen people.

Just then, a guard shouted urgently, "General, be careful!"

A guard rushed forward and stood firmly behind Zhang Liao, while seven or eight arrows pierced his armor and body.

Zhang Liao was both shocked and furious. He looked up and saw a group of Northern Barbarian archers aiming their arrows above the breach in the city wall.

A northern barbarian officer brandished his scimitar and roared, "Shoot him through!"

Arrows rained down from above like locusts, posing a deadly threat to the trapped Zhang Liao and his men.

Seeing his guards fall one by one, Zhang Liao was filled with rage.

He gripped his spear tightly and charged straight at the breach in the city wall, completely disregarding his own defenses, charging forward with a do-or-die attitude.

The commander was fearless and his personal guards followed closely behind, and for a time they made the Northern Barbarian encirclement teeter on the brink of collapse.

"Die!"

Zhang Liao thrust his spear forward, precisely piercing the chests of two Northern Barbarian soldiers.

He then flicked his wrist and swept the gun barrel horizontally.

"Bang! Bang!"

The northern barbarians in front of him were knocked away and scattered. He took the opportunity to leap up and run across the gap by stepping on the messy bricks and stones.

Despite the complex terrain, Zhang Liao moved with the agility of a tiger, charging alone with his spear straight at the Northern Barbarian archers.

Where the spear flashed, the northern barbarian soldiers screamed in agony, and the archers were so terrified that they scattered and fled.

"General, you are mighty!"

"Take back the city walls! Kill!"

"Charge!"

With Zhang Liao leading the charge, the morale of the Daqian defenders soared, unleashing astonishing combat power and managing to recapture the breach in the northeast corner.

The northern barbarian soldiers retreated temporarily. Zhang Liao, leaning on his spear, knelt on the ground, his armor soaked with sweat, and even his breathing was trembling.

He forced himself to his feet and ordered the remaining guards, "Quickly clear away these bricks and stones, and bring in sandbags to plug the breach. The northern barbarians will attack here again soon!"

The guards obeyed and left.

Before everyone could catch their breath, the shouts of the Northern Barbarian soldiers drew near again.

A new wave of enemy troops is rapidly advancing!

Zhang Liao gritted his teeth, gripping his spear tightly, and forced out two words: "Prepare for the enemy! Defend!"

He is human, not a god, and his physical strength has long since reached its limit.

If this fight continues to this death, the battlefield will likely be stained with blood today.

The soldiers followed Zhang Liao closely, holding the breach and refusing to retreat!

The fierce battle broke out again, and blood stained the city walls.

The breach was quickly filled with the corpses of both our own and the enemy's.

With a "whoosh," a Northern Barbarian soldier's longsword slashed through Zhang Liao's arm.

The excruciating pain caused his spear to tremble slightly, but he still managed to stab the enemy soldier to death with a backhand.

The tiger-headed silver spear felt increasingly heavy in his hand. Zhang Liao looked up at the city below, where the northern barbarian soldiers continued to pour in.

At this moment, Zhang Liao was almost in despair.

"Boom!"

A rapid sound of horses' hooves approached from the northeast.

cavalry?

Zhang Liao was greatly encouraged; the Northern Barbarian Tartars would absolutely not use cavalry to attack the city.

The answer to which side the cavalryman belonged to was obvious!

He looked up and gazed into the distance, where the rising sun in the east broke through the clouds, casting its golden rays upon the earth.

As the darkness dissipated, a black and red iron torrent rolled in from the horizon!

They're cavalry!

They are the cavalry of the Great Qian Dynasty!

On the fluttering flag, two large characters are embroidered in black on a white background: Liaodong!

"It's Liaodong cavalry! Liaodong reinforcements have arrived!"

Someone was the first to spot the movement, and shouts of surprise quickly spread throughout the city walls.

Among the border troops of the Great Qian Dynasty, the Liaodong cavalry were no less powerful than the Northern Barbarian cavalry.

Three thousand elite cavalry from Liaodong descended the mountain like tigers, charging straight into the battlefield from the northeast!

When they charged straight into the rear of the Northern Barbarian army, they threw the enemy's formation into chaos.

They charged back and forth, cutting through the enemy lines from east to west, and the Northern Barbarian army was instantly thrown into chaos.

"Reinforcements have arrived! We're saved!"

"General Zhang wasn't lying to us, reinforcements really are coming!"

"We're saved...we're finally saved!"

"Brothers, hold on! The Northern barbarians have retreated!"

The most dangerous moment for Zhenyuan City was finally overcome with the charge of the Liaodong cavalry.

Soon, the sound of retreat rang out from the Northern Barbarian army, and the remaining soldiers quickly regrouped and retreated to their original positions.

After charging back and forth, the three thousand Liaodong cavalrymen found themselves unable to launch a surprise attack due to the enemy's formation contracting. They could only patrol in front of the enemy lines, guarding against the Northern Barbarians' counterattacks.

On the city wall, the soldiers who had survived the ordeal cheered and jumped for joy.

Among the Liaodong cavalry, a group of men rode out and headed straight for the area below the city gate.

Leading the group was a young general, dressed in a silver Qilin Devouring Armor, holding a bright silver plum blossom spear in his hand. He was tall, imposing, and awe-inspiring!

"I am Li Ping'an, the deputy general under Governor Li of Liaodong and commander of the Liaodong army! I have been ordered by Governor Li to rush to the aid of Zhenyuan City!"

"Is General Zhang alright?"

Zhang Liao leaned out and looked down. When he saw the young general's face, he was overjoyed.

"Nephew! It really is you!"

"Hahaha! I've been waiting for you guys for ages!"

Li Chengliang was the Duke of Dingguo of the Great Qian Dynasty and a descendant of Li Jing, a founding general.

Back then, Li Jing followed Emperor Taizu in his campaigns in the south and north, and he stayed by his side from the time the army was raised in Haozhou.

He conquered Qingzhou, captured Jinling, restored the old capital of the Han people, drove out the Tartars, and swept across the world, making him arguably the greatest military general of the founding of the nation.

He was later granted the imperial surname and the title of Duke of Dingguo, a title that was inherited by his descendants.

Li Ping'an, the eldest son of Li Chengliang, was skilled in both literature and martial arts and had served his father on the frontier for many years.

Li Chengliang and Zhang Liao met in the capital in their early years and had a deep friendship.

Li Ping'an cupped his hands and smiled, "Seeing that Uncle is unharmed, Ping'an is relieved. The main force of the Liaodong army will soon arrive at the city. Please arrange for the army to enter the city."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhang Liao readily agreed, only when the entire Liaodong army entered the city could his anxious heart finally settle down.

When the 50,000 Liaodong troops arrived at the city, the entire city of Zhenyuan rejoiced.

In contrast, the Northern Barbarian army, which had been fiercely attacking for several days and was just one step away from breaching the city, found its camp deathly silent.

So close!

So close!!!

Once Zhenyuan City is captured, the northern border of Daqian will be indefensible, and the capture of Daqian's capital will be just around the corner!

The Northern Barbarian commander, Bayan Mengke, was furious, but he could only accept the fait accompli.

After receiving reinforcements, Zhang Liao immediately sent scouts to investigate the direction of Elephant Trunk Hill in order to meet up with Lü Zheng and his men.

But the news that came back filled him with immense grief—there was no trace of Lü Zheng and his group along the way.

Before the battle, he had prepared for the worst, knowing that Lü Zheng and the others would probably not be able to escape unscathed.

But when the facts were confirmed, Zhang Liao couldn't help but shed tears. He immediately set up a mourning hall to pay tribute to the 1,200 soldiers who had bravely sacrificed their lives to defend Zhenyuan City...