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Chapter 546 The Yellow Turban Rebellion is Hindered and the Net Moves

His voice was full of seduction and incitement, rekindling the flame of hope in the eyes of the Yellow Turban soldiers and the elderly who had lost all hope.

They began to believe that perhaps one day they could escape their current predicament and live a stable and happy life.

Although this was just a beautiful lie that Tie Shiwen wove to motivate these defeated soldiers.

But in the eyes of these defeated Yellow Turban soldiers, Tie Shiwen was their leader and their savior.

Unfortunately, in reality, they were just pathetic cannon fodder in his hands.

"Charge, brothers!"

Tie Shiwen shouted the order, "For our future, for our families, for our land and our food, charge!"

Following his orders, tens of thousands of defeated Yellow Turban soldiers and hundreds of thousands of elderly and weak soldiers, under Tie Shiwen's command, launched a fierce attack on Tianqian Pass.

They shouted and charged forward, as if they could truly see a bright future beckoning to them.

However, reality is cruel.

The garrison at Tianqian Pass was well prepared and, relying on its strong pass and ample supplies, launched a fierce counterattack against the Yellow Turban army.

For a time, the area below the formidable pass was filled with the clamor of battle.

Countless disheveled Yellow Turban soldiers fell one after another, their crimson blood staining the earth red.

The elderly and weak were unable to withstand the attack of the defenders and were mercilessly slaughtered by the defenders above. The deafening cries and wails rose and fell, echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

However, Tie Shiwen seemed oblivious to all of this.

He just kept waving his weapon and ordering his soldiers to charge, completely disregarding their lives.

The battle lasted a full day and night, and almost half of the tens of thousands of defeated Yellow Turban soldiers and hundreds of thousands of elderly and weak people died at the Tianqian Pass.

Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers.

However, the formidable pass ahead still stands firm.

Meanwhile, not far from the Tianqian Pass, on a secluded high ground, Su Ye stood quietly, with his two strategists beside him—Guo Jia and Xun You.

The three men stared intently at the battlefield below, a scene of chaos and despair.

The defeated soldiers, the old, weak, and disabled of the Yellow Turban Army, like withered leaves swept by a storm, struggled helplessly beneath the walls of Tianqian Pass. Every charge was accompanied by the loss of countless lives.

"That's about enough. Let the Luo Wang and Xiong Bi make their move."

Su Ye finally spoke, his voice low and devoid of any emotion.

This battle was meticulously planned from the very beginning.

Use the Yellow Turban Army as bait to deplete the defending forces at Tianqian Pass.

The Cangzhou army, on the other hand, will appear as saviors, reaping the benefits and seizing this impregnable pass at minimal cost.

"Rest assured, my lord, the net is ready. With just one order, we can take advantage of the chaos and deliver a fatal blow to the defenders."

Upon hearing this, Guo Jia, standing behind him, smiled faintly.

"The bear's troops are already lying in ambush on the side. When the time is right, they can launch a surprise attack from the flank and join forces with the net from both inside and outside. The natural barrier will surely be breached."

Xun You, however, appeared more composed and quickly added.

For this operation, Su Ye specially transferred Xiong Pi, who had never made a move on the Tianwu Continent, from Cangzhou to Hengzhou.

"We only need to strike at the crucial moment to take this pass at minimal cost."

"Remember, our goal is the Tianqian Pass. As for the fate of those Yellow Turban rebels, that's not our concern."

Su Ye nodded, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

As Su Ye gave the order, countless assassins from the Luo Wang organization, dressed in black and bearing the black spider insignia, gradually revealed themselves within Tianqian Pass.

After so much planning, Tianqian Pass had long been infiltrated by the Luowang network.

Meanwhile, Xiong Pi's elite troops also began to move quietly, preparing to launch a surprise attack on Tianqian Pass from the flank.

On the battlefield, the routed Yellow Turban soldiers, incited by Tie Shiwen, continued their hopeless charge.

Many of them have realized that this is nothing more than a conspiracy to use them as victims.

But the instinct for survival and the desire for the future compel them to keep going, even if death lies ahead.

Just as the Yellow Turban army's offensive was gradually weakening and the defending forces were beginning to see the light of victory, the assassins of the Luo Wang organization had already infiltrated the battlefield silently like ghosts.

The attack targeted the generals and key positions within the defending forces, and each strike was a fatal blow, quickly dismantling the defending forces' command structure.

The six sword slaves of the Luo Wang each held a long sword, and the flashing sword light revealed a chilling killing intent.

The six worked in perfect harmony, their swordsmanship fierce and powerful. Each strike contained immense internal force, enough to pierce through heavy armor and sever weapons.

On the battlefield, they were like six black lightning bolts, weaving through the defenders. Every strike was a fatal blow, and the generals and soldiers in key positions fell one after another, causing the command structure to collapse rapidly.

Instead, it was Hei Bai Xuan Jian, the top-ranked assassin in the Luo Wang organization. Dressed in black, with a cold face and eyes that gleamed like cold stars, he exuded an undeniable killing intent.

Many captains and generals in the defending army were easily cut down by his sword, like straws.

At this moment, Hei Bai Xuan Jian was advancing rapidly alone toward the general commanding the defending troops on the gate wall. The general was clad in heavy armor, wielding a long spear, and exuding an imposing aura.

However, in Hei Bai Xuan Jian's eyes, he was like a lamb to the slaughter.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian snorted coldly, and with a flash, he appeared in front of the general like a ghost.

With a light flick of his longsword, he unleashed a sharp sword aura that, like black lightning, instantly tore through the air and aimed straight for the general's throat.

The general was terrified and quickly swung his spear to block.

However, his spear was as fragile as paper in the face of Hei Bai Xuan Jian's sword energy and was cut in two in an instant.

Then, the sword energy, undiminished in its momentum, continued to slash forward, piercing the general's throat directly, causing blood to spurt out instantly.

At the same time, the Six Sword Slaves of Luo Wang also launched a frenzied killing spree on the battlefield.

Under the frenzied slaughter by the group of assassins from the Luo Wang organization, the defending army's defenses quickly collapsed, and their morale plummeted.

At the same time, Xiong Pi led a force of soldiers with yellow turbans on their heads, like a sharp knife, and suddenly climbed the city wall from the other side, penetrating the flank of the defending army.

This unit was well-trained and swift in action; the yellow turbans on their bodies fluttered in the wind like banners of death.

The leading bear was burly and incredibly strong. The Wind-Slaying Black-Tasseled Spear in its hand was even more formidable. The spear was over ten feet long, with a sharp tip like a knife. Black tassels were wrapped around the spear, fluttering in the wind and emanating a murderous aura.