"This is easy. My Great Liang is vast and rich; it's more than enough to support you alone."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Xuan nodded slightly, then straightened his clothes and walked out the door first.

"Then let's go."

Xuanwu mustered five thousand elite troops from Yunnan. Since the city gates were to be opened under false pretenses, the number of troops could not be too large, lest the Yuezhou garrison become suspicious.

With banners fluttering and armor gleaming, the army pressed down on Yuezhou City in the blink of an eye.

The Yuezhou garrison was also on high alert, with bows and crossbows drawn on the city walls.

The defending general shouted sternly, "What is the meaning of this from Great Liang? Do you intend to provoke war between the two countries?"

Xuanwu's expression turned solemn as he stepped aside to let the person behind him pass.

"Open your dog eyes and take a look. This is His Highness Prince Ling of Southern Chu."

"His Majesty the Emperor of Great Liang has heard that treacherous officials in Southern Chu are in power, causing chaos in the court and resulting in the devastating floods in Luozhou."

"We are lending His Highness Prince Ling ten thousand elite troops to assist Your Highness the Crown Prince of Southern Chu in purging corrupt officials and rectifying the court."

After saying that, he winked at Yuwen Xuan.

Yuwen Xuan took a deep breath and urged his horse forward.

"Soldiers of Yuezhou, I am Yuwen Xuan, the Prince of Ling of Southern Chu."

His voice echoed below the city walls, while the guards above looked at each other in bewilderment.

Some people have already recognized the famous Prince Ling of Southern Chu.

"The floodwaters in Luoyang caused immense suffering and death. Yan Donglou seized control of the government and framed loyal officials."

Yuwen Xuan's voice gradually became more impassioned.

"Our Southern Chu has reached a point of life or death."

Suddenly, he changed his tone and shouted sternly at the soldiers guarding the city wall.

"You must immediately report to the imperial court that the Great Liang has broken the alliance and amassed hundreds of thousands of troops, intending to take advantage of the internal strife in Southern Chu to launch a large-scale invasion..."

Chapter 152 Massacre of the City

"Yuwen Xuan!!!"

Xuanwu was stunned upon hearing this, his face first showing disbelief, then he roared with a distorted expression.

His eyes blazed with murderous intent.

Suddenly, he pulled a long arrow from the quiver in his saddle.

call out!

The sound of arrows piercing the air was sharp and shrill.

The arrow was hurled out by Xuanwu, requiring no bowstring and propelled solely by internal force.

Before the soldiers guarding the city wall could recover from their shock, they heard a muffled "thud".

The arrow, wreathed in energy, blew Yuwen Xuan's head apart.

The headless body of the King of Southern Chu fell directly from his horse.

"Release the arrows!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out from the Yuezhou city tower.

In an instant, a dark rain of arrows poured down like locusts.

"Raise your shields and retreat."

Xuanwu, his face ashen, had no choice but to lead his men in a disheveled retreat.

Meanwhile, inside the Wanshou Palace, Zhu Houcong's face was ashen.

His fingers clenched tightly, and the candlelight in the hall cast flickering light on his dark face.

What a shrewd man Yuwen Xuan was!

I underestimated you.

He never expected that this seemingly cowardly and afraid-to-die prince of a fallen kingdom could endure for several months.

All for the sake of turning against them at this crucial moment and delivering a message to Southern Chu.

Just moments ago, he had confidently asserted in front of Hu Ruzhen and the others that Yuwen Xuan would submit to save his life.

In the blink of an eye, the slap in the face was so resounding.

It's fortunate that it was Xuanwu who said it.

Otherwise, he would lose all his authority.

"Good, very good."

Zhu Houcong laughed in extreme anger, his laughter carrying a chilling undertone.

He thought he had a firm grasp on the world and a masterful strategy, but he failed to understand the human heart.

As the saying goes, when an emperor is angry, millions will die and blood will flow for miles.

Since Yuwen Xuan dares to provoke my dignity like this, then Yuezhou will pay the price.

Seeing that Xuanwu had returned defeated, Hu Ruzhen knew that the opportunity to blow open the city gate had been lost, and there was no point in delaying any longer.

Now that their intentions have been exposed, the only option left is to launch a swift and decisive attack on Yuezhou.

Therefore, Hu Ruzhen personally led a large army to press on the border, and together with generals such as Xuanwu, they once again besieged Yuezhou City.

Xuanwu rode out of the formation, his spear flashing coldly as it pointed directly at the city wall.

"Listen up, Yuezhou garrison! Surrender the city immediately!"

"Otherwise, when Grandpa breaches the city, he will slaughter the entire city, leaving no one alive."

"Hmph, wishful thinking."

On the city wall, the garrison commander stood leaning against the battlements.

"If you want war, then let it be war! The men of Yuezhou would rather die in battle than bow down to you cowards!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Ruzhen slowly raised her right hand.

"Attack the city."

In an instant, the Yunnan soldiers moved.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The war drums shook the heavens and the earth, siege ladders rose like a forest, and arrows rained down, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The bloody battle began beneath the walls of Yuezhou!

Under Zhu Houcong's control, Xuanwu directly seized the cloud ladder carried by several of his men, lifted it up by himself, and rushed straight towards the city wall like a bolt of lightning.

Although the arrows rained down on him like locusts, he wielded his lance like a silver dragon, deflecting all the arrows.

After a few breaths, the ladder was placed on the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, Xuanwu soared into the sky like a hawk.

Using the ladder as leverage, he pushed off and rushed straight to the top of the city wall.

Just as the guards in front of him were about to throw down logs, a dark figure appeared in front of him.

Before he could react, the deadly lance transformed into a cold glint in the next second.

puff! puff! puff! puff!

The spear tip swept across, splattering blood wherever it passed.

One by one, heads flew high into the air.

The expressions of the dozens of armored soldiers in front of him remained frozen.

Xuanwu continued its movement, slashing its spear fiercely down at the crowd blocking its path.

A bright, smooth line flashed by.

A series of shield-bearing soldiers were cut in half at the waist, shields and all.

Intestines spilled all over the floor.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and the battlefield fell into an eerie silence.

Hu Ruzhen's pupils contracted sharply as she stared intently at the arrogant figure on the city wall.

As the lance flew, the defending soldiers fell like wheat being harvested; none of them could withstand a single blow from him.

"Grandmaster?"

He finally understood why this man dared to charge up the city wall alone.

The Eastern Depot actually harbors such a talent; no wonder His Majesty relies on him so much.

"quick!"

Hu Ruzhen snapped back to reality, pointing her sword at the bloody path Xuanwu had carved out.

"Using the breach he created, we can scale the city walls."

The command flags waved, and the war drums beat rapidly.

The soldiers from Yunnan carried ladders and ran towards the location of Xuanwu.

Immediately afterwards, they rose up like a forest, climbing upwards in a frenzy towards the section of the city wall that was no longer guarded.

"Everyone, charge! Kill him together!"

The Yuezhou garrison commander's eyes were bloodshot as he roared hoarsely.

The armored soldiers at both ends of the city wall surged in like a tide, their long spears forming a forest, completely surrounding Xuanwu.

"Good timing."

Xuanwu grinned maliciously, and his lance, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, instantly pierced through the chests of four or five spearmen on the right.

The next second, he used the lance that had strung the corpses together like candied hawthorns as a giant hammer and swung it hard to the left.

boom!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Seven or eight armored soldiers were struck by this blow, their bones broken and their tendons fractured, and they died on the spot.

Then Xuanwu waved left and right, coldly reaping the lives of these people.

"Brothers, let's fight him!" roared a captain whose face was covered in blood.

"Even if I'm exhausted today, I'll work him to death."

"Damn it, I'm done for."

"To surround and kill a Grandmaster is worth dying for."

The Yuezhou garrison charged forward one after another, only to be killed.

"kill!"

Xuanwu roared, his eyes now completely bloodthirsty.

Amidst deafening shouts of battle, Xuanwu's figure was gradually swallowed up.

Each scream was accompanied by a figure flying out from the crowd.

Unfortunately, even with their repeated efforts, it was all in vain.

It's impossible to break through Xuanwu's defenses.

This shows how terrifying a Grandmaster can be.

When two armies clash, Grandmasters are like humanoid nuclear weapons on the battlefield.

One person's strength can be equivalent to that of a thousand soldiers.

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