At this point, Ji Bei Hou's voice was filled with determination and fear. He then ordered, "Men, equip me with armor and bring me a spear. I, Wei Zhan, have lived my entire life. Even if I die, I shall die on the battlefield."
As he said this, he stood up and raised his eyebrows. A strong killing intent emanated from him.
"Yes, General." When the personal guard heard the order, he immediately retrieved the armor. Ji Bei Hou donned the armor. Without hesitation, he waved his hand and led his personal guard to the top of the city wall. When he looked down, he saw that the city wall was filled with soldiers. It was filled with weapons.
The walls and the ground were covered with rolling logs and stones. There was also a small catapult that could be used to throw the stones down the city walls. There were also spikes. As the name suggested, the spikes were full of sharp iron barbs, iron caltrops, and gold soup.
Ji Bei Hou's heart calmed down. He had an army of thirty thousand men, and was well prepared. How could the imperial court require tens of thousands of men?
Just as he was thinking about this, the sound of a horn could be heard. Everyone's faces fell as they turned to look. They saw the imperial court's army marching towards them. Their formation was neat and tidy, and they were divided into many banners.
Ji Bei Hou was an experienced soldier. With one look, he could estimate that there were at least fifty thousand men. He laughed coldly, "Indeed, they are well prepared!"
At this point, the soldiers waved their banners. Very quickly, the sounds of people crying could be heard. Ji Bei Hou looked over and saw rows of commoners walking out from the army. They were getting closer and closer. There were men and women, old and young. Ji Bei Hou was taken aback, "The imperial court is using commoners to attack the city?"
The city walls were fortified with boulders, gold liquid, kerosene, huge logs and other defensive measures. The soldiers looked down, unsure if they should move or not.
"Dao Master, the families of the Ji Bei army have followed your instructions. They are all your closest kin. There are five thousand of them and they are all here." Song Zhi reported to Pei Zi Yun.
There were twenty thousand soldiers. If all the families were to come, there would be at least a hundred thousand of them. They were all carefully selected. Pei Zi Yun laughed, "Did these family members suffer too much?"
Hearing this, Song Zhi hastily said, "Zhenren, some of these relatives are not willing to come, so lowly general had no choice but to force them to come. There are also some who are only willing to come after being convicted."
"Yes, some people were wronged, but I can guarantee that no one was killed or tortured on purpose. They were given rations along the way. Some were too old and weak, or were sick, and couldn't endure the long journey, so they weren't chosen."
Hearing this, Pei Zi Yun understood. Follow the rules and invite them over? Perhaps there would be people who would flee halfway, or some people who thought themselves clever would spread rumors. The necessary force and coercion were still necessary, as long as it did not lead to large-scale persecution.
"Get up. You did a good job." Seeing Song Zhi kneeling on the ground, Pei Zi Yun did not intend to pursue the matter any further, "Bring these relatives to the city. I have something for them to do."
Hearing Pei Zi Yun's words, Song Zhi's body trembled as he asked, "Dao Master, could it be that you're asking these soldiers to attack the city?"
"Haha!" Pei Zi Yun laughed out loud, "How is that possible? Just bring it along."
"Yes, Dao Master."
Song Zhi turned around and led the commoners forward. Pei Zi Yun then turned around and looked at his personal guard, "Go, into the warehouse. Distribute the loudspeakers, one for each team. Don't interrupt, take turns shouting!"
"Yes, Dao Master." The personal guard acknowledged the order and left.
Ji Bei Hou looked at the commoners and was deep in thought. All of a sudden, he heard someone holding a loudspeaker and crying, "I am Li Gong from Lin Chuan County. My son, stop fighting. The imperial army has surrounded the city. You can't win. Just surrender."
This old man's forehead was filled with wrinkles. He looked at the city walls and shouted loudly, tears streaming down his face.
At this point, there was a commotion on the city walls, "I am Zhang Qiaoniang from Li County's East Lake Village. Husband, my son and I are waiting for you."
This woman held the loudspeaker and started crying. Her son started crying as well. The entire city walls could hear her crying.
"I am Hong San from Zhen County's Bean Root Village. Your mother is crying so hard that she's going blind. She can't come. Let me tell you, just surrender. Stop fighting. Every family is fighting to survive. Now that Ji Bei Hou has taken all the food, if you continue fighting, your mother will starve to death."
One by one, they reported their names. They were very clever, as there were representatives from every county. After a while, the cries from below the city walls shook the heavens. Someone on top of the city walls started crying as well. With this, the soldiers lost their will to fight.
"This, this, this?" Ji Bei Hou didn't expect this to happen. He was so angry that his hands were trembling. He then said, "Despicable, shameless, despicable, shameless."
All he could see were the officers, sergeants, sergeants and sergeants. They were all agitated.
Seeing this, Ji Bei Hou's heart sank. If it weren't for the fact that he had suffered heavy losses in North Prefecture, he wouldn't have been so agitated. His face darkened as he ordered, "No one is allowed to cry.
"Yes!" Just as they were about to start killing, someone shouted, "Release the arrows!"
The sound of bowstrings being released could be heard as the arrows whistled through the air. In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds. The speed of the arrows was too fast. Although the soldiers were able to react, it was too late. One of the sergeants was clutching his throat as he rolled on the ground, struggling. Blood flowed out continuously, staining the ground red. At the same time, more than ten other sergeants were rolling on the ground, crying out in pain.
Ji Bei Hou didn't have time to react before he heard someone shout, "Shoot again!"
Another series of 'xiu xiu' sounds rang out, followed by a series of 'du du' sounds. Only then did the bodyguards react. Their faces turned deathly pale, and their mouths were wide open. Looking at the rain of arrows raining down like locusts, they instinctively raised their swords – no one brought a shield.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. The remaining dozen of sergeants who were still alive had become porcupines.
"I shall see who dares to move." Several sergeants stood up, holding their swords in their hands. Many other sergeants stood up as well, holding bows and arrows in their hands. Their subordinates had drawn their swords in a hostile manner.
Looking at the sergeants and sergeants in front of him, Ji Bei Hou stabbed his spear into the ground and glared at them, "Are you rebelling?"
One of the sergeants stepped forward and said coldly, "Duke, now that you're going to die, we all have families and children to take care of. How can we be buried with you?"
"Shen Ping, how dare you." Ji Bei Hou shouted out.
"Duke, I'm sorry." Another sergeant stood up and said. Someone else said, "At this point, who else would follow you?"
As he spoke, a few other sergeants stepped out. They were all Ji Bei Hou's closest subordinates. One of them didn't speak, but sighed, "Duke, have a safe journey. Kill!"
At this point, a battle cry was heard as thousands of soldiers charged towards Ji Bei Hou. Ji Bei Hou's personal guards only numbered about two to three hundred. These soldiers who had followed Ji Bei Hou felt their hairs stand on end.
"Kill!" There were no more generals by his side. Ji Bei Hou pulled out his spear and charged forward. These soldiers looked at each other and followed suit. The atmosphere was tense.
Ji Bei Hou held his spear in his hands as he charged forward. Halfway through, he looked around. Apart from his personal guards, the other tens of thousands of soldiers and battalions didn't move. Regardless of whether it was the generals or the soldiers, they were all watching silently, not making a single sound.
Such coldness caused Ji Bei Hou's heart to turn cold. He didn't have a single shred of hope left in him. With a shout, he charged forward. At this point, the sounds of killing could be heard everywhere.
On top of the city walls, the sounds of killing could be heard. Pei Zi Yun's personal guards surrounded the city walls. When they heard the sounds of killing, they shook their heads, "Looks like Ji Bei Hou is finished."
"Yes, it's not just the soldiers and generals. In fact, even the officials and the wealthy families within the city have given their support. Especially the Zhang, Li and Qian families." A Dao official replied. He then sighed, "Initially, he hadn't made up his mind. However, the moment the navy surrendered, he agreed without a second thought."
"The Dao Master is a master of strategy. Ji Bei Hou actually has no other way out."
"These words are flattery, but it's still very pleasing to the ears." Pei Zi Yun laughed as he looked up the city walls, "I wonder how long Ji Bei Hou can last?"
War was bloody and cruel, so much so that it was almost unbearable. But to be able to talk and laugh with one another, to be able to wipe out one's enemies with ease, gave one an indescribable sense of joy. Even Pei Zi Yun had to admit that the fruits of victory were sweet and delicious, and he would be able to savor the taste for a long time, unable to forget.
"Kill!"
The second group of soldiers on top of the city walls were all elites. The battle was extremely bloody. In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of corpses lying on the ground. Blood splattered everywhere.
However, these veterans who had fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood were able to make use of their advantage in numbers. They continuously squeezed and killed their personal guards. If it weren't for the fact that the city walls weren't big, the effect would have been even more obvious. In the blink of an eye, screams of agony could be heard.
Shen Ping's face was ferocious as he fought with Ji Bei Hou. Every move he made was aimed at killing Ji Bei Hou. Ji Bei Hou's personal guards were decreasing rapidly. Two hundred, a hundred and fifty, a hundred, fifty. The people around him were all bloodshot, and their bodies were covered in fresh blood.
"Shen Ping, hand over your life." Ji Bei Hou shouted out in anger. He found an opening and raised his spear, causing Shen Ping's blade to loosen. His face was filled with fear, "No!"
"Go to hell!" Ji Bei Hou was filled with killing intent as he stabbed his spear into Shen Ping's body. Shen Ping couldn't dodge in time, and the spear pierced deep into his body.
Shen Ping's face was filled with disbelief. All he could see was the spear being pulled out from his body. At that moment, his entire body convulsed as fresh blood flowed from his body.
"Haha!" Ji Bei Hou laughed out loud as he shot an arrow at Ji Bei Hou. Shen Zhi, who had just caught up, lunged forward. The arrow pierced through his chest and came out from his back, causing him to fall to the ground.
"Mister Shen?" Ji Bei Hou rushed forward and looked at him.
"Master, I will die for you today. I have no regrets." Shen Zhi used all his strength to speak. His voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.
"Go ahead, I will be there shortly." Ji Bei Hou said. Seeing that Shen Zhi was no longer breathing, he pulled out his spear and stood up. He looked around and saw that there were only a few men left. He then shouted out and charged towards the enemy. His face was covered in blood, and he was filled with killing intent.
The general opposite him had a complicated look on his face as he shouted, "Shoot!"
"Xiu xiu!" Another patch of dark clouds appeared. Ji Bei Hou couldn't even defend himself. His body was pierced by ten arrows as he fell to the ground. He had already turned into a porcupine.
At this point, all the soldiers had been killed. The general knelt down on the ground and watched. He saw Ji Bei Hou spitting out blood, and was on the verge of death. Ji Bei Hou's eyes were wide open, as though he wasn't looking at the general. He mumbled, "Your Majesty, why didn't you give me the title of Duke? Why did you kill my last guard? I can't accept this, I can't accept this …. "
Before he could finish speaking, he was already dead.
The moment Ji Bei Hou died, the doors to the prefecture opened. The general who was leading the way carried a bloody head and a seal. He then led a dozen officers out. They raised a white flag and knelt down on the ground, "We surrender."
Seeing this, the entire army cheered loudly, "Victory, victory!"
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