Unfortunately, a new battle cry resounded through the city walls, revealing the influx of the Daqian army through the breach. The vanguard arrived on horseback, heavily armored and armed with long spears. This force numbered only 30, yet they managed to pierce through the enemy lines.

The defending troops who tried to block the way became victims under the iron heel, proving utterly vulnerable.

If they had continued to overwhelm the enemy with sheer numbers, they could have defeated the heavily armored squad, but that wouldn't have been possible now, because more cavalry, led by heavy cavalry, had stormed into the city, causing chaos in the streets.

Suddenly, a banner and a long spear swept across the wind, knocking down several cavalrymen.

"Lord City Lord!"

I saw Song Yan, fully armored, charge to the front of the defensive line. Now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to make his move, which was exactly what I wanted.

A murderous urge surged within him, his blood boiling.

After casually stabbing a fallen heavy cavalryman to death, he shouted, "Stabilize the formation! They don't have enough men. Quickly fill in the gaps and we can hold them off!"

Upon hearing this, the defending troops, whose morale had been slightly restored, immediately formed a shield formation.

Not only this batch, but also Song Yan's personal guards rushed to the scene. With their help, the offensive was somewhat contained. After all, the tunnels and breaches could not transport a large number of troops at once; they had to advance slowly and steadily.

This is a weakness.

Now, what the Southern Plains side needs to do is concentrate its forces in one place and fight a decisive battle there.

The positions outside the city immediately felt resistance.

Deng Kaixuan reported: "Your Majesty, the vanguard has been stalled."

Even so, they had already begun a synchronized offensive on the city walls. Siege towers advanced in the pouring rain, about to collide with the walls; contact was only a matter of time.

“Song Yan is personally leading the charge. He’s quite capable. I have to intercept him. I’ll leave the on-site command to you.”

Feng Tianyin donned her armor and went into battle.

Upon hearing this, the guards immediately understood and quickly followed.

The high priest decided to climb the city wall himself for the first time. The battle was fraught with danger and bloodshed was inevitable, but they were all prepared to follow.

Centered around her, a small assault team quickly took shape and orderly ascended the siege tower. At the same time, catapults launched their bombardments at a rapid pace, scattering sparks, and bombarding the front of the city wall.

"I don't need the credit of being the first to scale the wall; whoever follows me up the wall later will be the first to scale it."

"I will follow the High Priest forever!"

The reward for this achievement goes without saying; everyone was incredibly excited, like they'd been injected with adrenaline, and eager to try their best.

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Tianyin strode up to the top of the siege tower. She was met with a barrage of spears, but she cleaved them all in two with a single stroke, the shockwaves of which even blew her away.

She has long since moved beyond the stage of relying entirely on unbreakable code to survive.

Click!

Another volley of spears came, but Feng Tianyin stepped on dozens of spears and embedded them into the ground, causing the spearmen to bend over.

"Great shot, great angle—"

As the battle robe spun around, a cold light flashed, followed by a gushing of blood that left behind dozens of headless corpses.

The next moment, Feng Tianyin landed steadily on the city wall.

She surveyed the room, her murderous aura signaling the impending decisive battle.

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Chapter 100 First Steps! The Battle of Nanyong City Ends (6K)

The figure of the black-and-white-haired girl arrived along with the lightning and thunder.

She stepped not only on the city wall, but also on the hearts of every defending soldier. Their legs trembled involuntarily, and they could only grip their weapons tightly for a sense of security.

Silence reigned.

For a moment, the battlefield seemed to freeze, forgetting the clash of swords and the shadows of battle, all eyes focused on Feng Tianyin.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Tianyin attacked again, her spear sweeping across the room and causing a great flash of blood.

It wasn't just a sweeping attack; it was more like a series of afterimages piercing through the air in an instant. Every person who fell had a bloody hole in their throat and died instantly, their body frozen in shock.

"Don't just stand there, quickly block it back."

However, the next moment the Daqian army followed in Feng Tianyin's footsteps, and the second person stood on the city wall and beheaded an officer, showing great ferocity.

The sudden attack by the young guards forced them to retreat in unison, unable to look directly at each other.

"You've earned the credit for being the first to scale the walls. What's your name?"

"Du Shaoqian".

"The rest of you follow, we'll cover the attack at the city gate."

Feng Tianyin's first squad successfully established a foothold and immediately began to expand their gains, leaving rivers of blood and corpses strewn everywhere. Under the cover of this chaos, soldiers from the other siege towers and ladders also rushed in.

The force of the attack swept across the city walls like an overwhelming tidal wave.

They had been bored for too long during the long siege and were eager to finally unleash their full potential.

In contrast, the defending forces on the southern plateau suffered repeated defeats and were difficult to stop, showing signs of collapse.

Morale is low.

Most of the men were exhausted from the night offensive. They were just fighting for their eyes and now they had to fight. They simply didn't have the energy or stamina and were slow to respond to any orders.

The time when organizational responsiveness was most needed was when things went wrong.

The failure to provide timely reinforcements allowed the situation on the city wall to escalate into a breach, enabling Feng Tianyin to lead the assault team in a fierce battle that forced the defending troops into a series of defeats.

"Now's the time, let's charge!"

The Imperial Guards of the Great Qian Dynasty also leaped up the siege towers and ladders at the other locations, charging forward fearlessly.

They crashed against the fragile garrison of Nanyuan like waves, collapsing at the first touch.

The key point was ultimately the city wall. The ferocity of the frontal assault caught the enemy off guard. Some even fell from the heights in panic and died on the spot, their blood flowing down the city wall, staining it crimson.

To break through the city?

Whether the city would fall or not was no longer important the moment the thought arose, because morale was shaken.

The garrison at Nanyuan was forced to retreat, confirming their suspicions. Meanwhile, the most elite force of the Great Qian naturally launched a fierce attack, further restricting their operational space.

Feng Tianyin immediately ordered, "Hurry them down."

She took the lead in demonstrating, wielding her spear with a swift, sweeping motion that sent dozens of people flying off the city wall.

Pfft!

Falling from a height of ten meters would certainly be fatal, and it also horrified the city's garrison.

Ordinary soldiers are certainly no match for the high priest's strength, but they know how to form a formation to ram the target away.

The city wall collapsed as if dumplings were being dropped into a pot.

The desperate struggles, screams, and desperate cries of the Nan Yuan soldiers as they plummeted through the air were a heart-wrenching sight for their own side. For a moment, they dared not approach, leaving the city wall to fight alone.

Feng Tianyin forcefully divided the battlefield with her powerful aura, a pressure that made people hesitant to approach her.

"We're about to break through the city. Hold these guys off."

The heavy infantry and heavy cavalry squads that had stormed into the city were still fighting fiercely, resolutely carrying out the order to attack the city gates, charging wave after wave.

"it's useless."

Song Yan single-handedly held off this elite force, and several men had already died under his banner.

He blocked the inner city gate with all his might.

Thanks to the city lord's courageous leadership, the surrounding soldiers of the Southern Plains were not completely routed, but doubts remained. This man was known for his reclusive lifestyle, even his family was kept in seclusion, and few knew anything about his family... Moreover, they had never heard of such bravery. What had happened?

"Surround them."

At a single command, the overwhelmingly superior number of Nanyuan soldiers began to surround the Daqian army inside the city, their swords, spears, and halberds already aimed.

Yet this elite force fought without fear, truly an impregnable fortress. This level of adversity was far from enough to shake them; their skill was undeniable, but unfortunately, they were about to become victims of the blade.

Song Yan waved the flag, the pointed spearheads gleaming with a cold light, exuding a murderous aura.

The enraged city lord was somewhat agitated because, based on the current trend, the war might end prematurely. The number of kills was insufficient, and the spiritual energy flowing into his body had become relatively thin, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

My research findings are correct.

Yet it is also addictive, and one is unwilling to stop creating such scenes of carnage. So the first thing to do is to defend the city.

"We must repel this attack from Daqian. If we succeed, they will be exhausted."

The loud voice restored some of the soldiers' confidence in the southern plateau.

Bang, bang!

Unfortunately, the increasing noise from the outer city gate seemed to be a sign of protest; someone was violently ramming the gate. It turned out that the city wall was gradually falling apart and couldn't even withstand a blatant ramming.

The defensive capabilities of the Southern Plains city-states are unmatched by any other city within the Great Qian territory.

It didn't even have a full cast iron city gate.

Surprised, Song Yan turned around, and in that instant, the city gate burst open with a roar, and the massive battering ram rammed into him, its excessive penetration causing it to crash right into him.

Amidst the watchful eyes of everyone, the city lord was sent flying backwards and crashed to the ground.

Not far from him, Deng Kaixuan's personal guards arrived, and the old general, holding a saber, laughed heartily.

"We've entered. The entire army has assembled. Let's prepare to conquer the Southern Plains."

"wishful thinking."

With a somersault, Song Yan thrust out a shot, the flag above obscuring his vision, making it impossible even for an ordinary hero to follow the trajectory.

With a ping-pong sound, Deng Kaixuan steadily blocked the attack, then turned around and brandished his knife, revealing its sharp edge.

The two exchanged dozens of blows in a flash, neither gaining the upper hand.

Their collision kicked up dust and surged with waves, making it difficult for those nearby to get close, with those from the Southern Fortress instinctively dodging. Only the elite troops of the Great Qian Dynasty continued to advance, supported by several heroes and powerful warriors, who, with a loud thud, sent their target flying.

Song Yan got up in a disheveled state, his armor riddled with holes, likely indicating that the fierce attack had damaged his internal organs.

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