When the winged cavalry attacked the top of the city wall, the city commander's residence was brightly lit.
Xie Kun sat at the head of the table with a glass of wine in one hand, looking like he was deep in thought.
Earlier in the afternoon, he had received news from his scouts that the aboriginals did not lose more than half of their forces, as they had expected. Instead, they suffered almost no losses. This made him unable to understand how the aboriginals had managed to do it.
Subsequently, he guessed that the aboriginals would likely attack the city overnight. After all, all the supplies had been washed away. If they didn't attack the city, they could only retreat to Jiangbei.
From the way the aboriginals crossed the river, it was clear that they would not retreat.
In that case, the rations in the city would be something that the aboriginals had to obtain.
In that case, there was an 80% chance that the aboriginals would attack the city overnight.
Thus, he was already prepared.
Even though the Ancient race was strong, their numbers were too few. In total, there were only 10,000 of them.
There were 100,000 soldiers in the city. Rao Yu and Tie Zihe had returned to the other two cities in the afternoon to prepare for war. As long as they could hold on for another day, another 200,000 soldiers would arrive.
At that time, he would like to see how the 10,000 aboriginals would win against the 300,000 soldiers.
Even 300,000 cows and sheep would make their hands go limp, let alone 300,000 soldiers.
Thinking of this, Xie Kun drank the wine in his cup and asked casually, "Is Mr. Ning still in the room?"
"Yes." The attendant had a smile on his face. Mister Ning had already taken a bath for the entire afternoon, but the smell could only be said to have lessened a little.
Now, he was directly soaking in the bucket. He had to change the water every half an hour to make himself feel less smelly.
"Don't be slow," Xie Kun said faintly. Although neither of his plans had caused any harm to the aboriginals, he felt that this was the will of the heavens. At the very least, if he were in the position of the aboriginals, regardless of whether it was a landslide or a water attack, it would be enough to make him suffer heavy casualties.
This was especially true for the Landslide Stratagem. First, he would use rolling logs, rocks, armies, and exotic beasts to draw the enemy's attention, while in reality, he would hollow out the belly of the mountain. To be able to come up with such a stratagem was enough to prove his strength.
Needless to say, his identity was special. If they wanted to leave Tianjing Basin after winning, they would need the help of the Yun Nation.
Xie Kun pondered for a moment. Just then, a guard came in and said, "Everyone, the aboriginals are attacking."
"Got it." Xie Kun nodded.
The ancient race's attack was inevitable.
Now, they only needed to defend for a day and they would win.
At this moment, a series of explosions came from the direction of the city wall.
Xie Kun listened attentively. His expression did not change as he continued to wait for further news.
In less than ten minutes, there was a series of explosions outside. At the same time, someone hurriedly reported, "Everyone, the city wall has fallen. The entire eastern wall has been occupied by the barbarians. The Pacifying Barbarian General is dead!"
"What?" Xie Kun was shocked. His favorite Moon Reflection Cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces, but he couldn't care less. How long has it been? The entire eastern city wall was occupied by the ancient race?
How could he be so fast?
What did Xue Li do?
However, before he could recover from his shock, another urgent report arrived.
"Report! The east gate has been opened, and the aboriginal army is charging in. General Zhenbei is leading his men to stop them. "
"Report! General Dingbei has been captured by the enemy! "
"Report! Ye Dao Sect's leader and everyone else are dead!"
"Report, the entire Liang Shan Sect is dead!"
"Report! Scenic Mountain Rain Monastery and Wind Listening Monastery are all dead!"
"Report! The enemy is attacking the City Lord's Mansion!"
A series of urgent reports made Xie Kun's face pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his back.
How was this possible? How could they be so fast?
"Someone, inform the north and south barracks to quickly intercept the enemy!" Xie Kun shouted.
"Get someone to go to the granary in the west of the city and wait for my orders. If they can't hold on, burn the granary," Xie Kun said while gritting his teeth.
"Get someone to send the young master and young mistress out of the city and bring the madams to the hall."
…
At this time, Ren Baqian rode a goat through the city gate. It was the kind of giant goat that the winged cavalry rode.
In front of him was the army of the Protectorate of the South that was charging forward like a tidal wave.
In the beginning, they used flash grenades and grenades to make more than half of the defenders on the eastern wall lose their combat power. After quickly occupying the city wall, they opened the gate for the army of the Protectorate of the South to attack. This really caught the enemy off guard. In a short period of time, they cleared one side of the city wall and quickly advanced into the city.
However, after being caught off guard at the beginning, the enemy began to counterattack, which slowed down the advancement of the army of the Protectorate of the South.
In particular, the entire army was crowded on three streets, which made their advance even slower.
Fortunately, the weakest aboriginal soldiers were at the Man Wheel level, and ordinary houses couldn't stop them at all. Many troops jumped onto the houses and advanced quickly. After reaching the left and right side of the enemy, they jumped down from the roofs and landed in the middle of the enemy troops to kill them.
Occasionally, there would be a little accident.
Ren Baqian saw with his own eyes a group of people jump onto a house next to them and then disappear.
After a long time, a group of people came out of the house dejectedly.
"Someone," Ren Baqian called out.
"Sir."
"Get the people from the Rearguard Commandery to spread out and look for the enemy's granary. Don't let them burn or poison it," Ren Baqian ordered.
As the order was passed down, many baihu behind Ren Baqian rushed into the nearby houses, asked for the location of the granary, and headed toward the west of the city.
Ren Baqian followed the army from afar and slowly moved forward. The corpses under his feet began to increase, and blood stained the entire street. The smell of blood was everywhere. Broken limbs and blood sprayed on the walls were everywhere.
"Amitabha!" Ren Baqian sincerely chanted the name of Buddha from his mount. He didn't know if he would go to hell if he died because he couldn't even bear to kill a chicken.
At this moment, the door of the house next to him suddenly opened, and a few people who looked like commoners rushed toward Ren Baqian with kitchen knives made of bone.
"Go to hell, you thieves!" The eyes of these commoner men were filled with fear, and their faces were distorted with extreme fear. However, they still refused to stop.
The barbarians didn't leave anyone alive. If the city was breached, they would massacre the entire city. This was what Xie Kun had repeatedly instilled in them these days.
In this era, they had almost no channels to get information from the outside world other than what they heard from the mouths of others and the billboards in various parts of the city. Coupled with Xie Kun's repeated indoctrination, they were deeply convinced.
Therefore, when they saw Ren Baqian, who "looked like a high-ranking official," these commoners couldn't help but rush out.
As they rushed out, a few young people also rushed out from another direction.
"Kill them all!" Ren Baqian said faintly, but he frowned.
The guards beside him lit up their knives, and more than a dozen commoners who rushed over immediately spat out blood and fell to the ground.
"Stupid!"
"You could have lived!"
Ren Baqian muttered to himself. It was hard to tell if his tone was filled with pity or something else.
He then got off his mount, walked into a house next to him, and kicked open the door of another room. After sizing it up, he said, "Search and see if there are any survivors. Search the other houses where people came out as well. "
In just a moment, more than a dozen men, women, and children were thrown in front of Ren Baqian, and two of them had their arms chopped off.
All of them looked at the man in front of them with fear and hatred.
"Why did you attack?" Ren Baqian asked faintly.
It was obvious that the army was fighting and not harassing the commoners. Why did they resist? Why did they attack him?
"You bunch of bastards! If you don't die, we will! "A middle-aged man who had one arm chopped off cursed. He knew that he was going to die.
"Why do you say that?" Ren Baqian squatted in front of him and asked calmly.
"You will die a horrible death …" That man continued to curse.
"Wrong answer!" Ren Baqian got up, kicked the man to the ground, and stepped on his neck.
The sound of bones breaking could be heard by everyone.
"Next … Who can tell me why exactly?" Ren Baqian looked down at the crowd and asked.
After a while, Ren Baqian got the information he wanted, turned around, and walked slowly along the long street. These rebels really dragged everyone down with them!
It had to be said that Xie Kun's brainwashing was quite successful! These fools!
"Sir, these people …?"
"Kill them!"
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