novelSusiti Chapter 904 The Final Offensive: May the Great Qian Die!
Chapter 904 The Final Offensive: May the Great Qian Die!
Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere inside the tent grew increasingly tense, with everyone's heartbeats seemingly resonating with the silent night sky.
At that moment, Meng Zhang and Li Cunxiao raised their eyes slightly at almost the same time. It was a tacit understanding that needed no words. Only those with strength at their level could perceive such a subtle yet crucial change.
At the same time, a red shadow, like a ghost in the night, quietly appeared in the tent. It was none other than the number one assassin of the Luo Wang - Yan Ri!
His appearance caused no sound, as if he had always been a part of the tent, only he had not shown himself before.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Hao, Liang Fang, Liang Lin, and others couldn't help but show surprise, but this surprise was quickly replaced by excitement.
Although they were surprised by Yan Ri's sudden appearance, what excited them even more was that Yan Ri's appearance meant that the intelligence that was very important to the Yellow Turban Army in Qian Yuan City was about to be revealed.
"Commander Meng, those rebellious generals in Qianyuan City have already begun to act. They are preparing to launch a coordinated attack from within and without to help the Yellow Turban army breach the city, in accordance with the plan we jointly devised."
With a light and steady gait, Yan Ri walked up to Meng Zhang, knelt on one knee, and bowed in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, Meng Zhang smiled faintly. He clenched his palm slightly, a subtle gesture that revealed his inner joy.
It's time to put an end to Nangong Tianxia's story!
"good!"
Meng Zhang uttered a single word, his voice soft yet resounding like thunder in the hearts of the generals. He abruptly stood up, his posture as upright as a pine tree, and glanced at the generals below him.
"Assemble the main force of the entire army and prepare for a general offensive."
Meng Zhang's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, like a spring thunderclap.
"Tonight, we vow to take Qianyuan City!"
Upon hearing this, the tent erupted in excitement, with all the generals rising to their feet, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.
They had waited too long for this moment. For this day, they had paid too much sweat and blood under the tough and unyielding wall of Qianyuan City.
Now, it's finally time to reap the rewards!
"Yes, sir! This humble general is willing to lead the troops as the vanguard, vowing to clear all obstacles for the Commander-in-Chief!"
Zhang Hao was the first to respond, stepping forward, bowing to Meng Zhang, and shouting loudly.
"Commander-in-Chief, we are willing to lead our troops to provide flanking support and ensure the siege is a complete success!"
The Liang brothers, Liang Fang and Liang Lin, followed closely behind, exchanging a knowing smile.
"Commander-in-Chief, Cunxiao is ready to be the first to charge at any time. It's time to accept Nangong Tianxia's fate!"
Li Cunxiao, unable to contain his fighting spirit any longer, immediately volunteered to Meng Zhang.
Meng Zhang looked at the generals before him, took a deep breath, and a hint of gentleness flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.
"Generals, this battle concerns the future of our Yellow Turban Army, and even more so the overall situation of the world."
"This battle must utterly break the backbone of the Great Qian Dynasty. Great Qian, please face death!"
At Meng Zhang's command, the Yellow Turban camp erupted in excitement. Countless Yellow Turban soldiers, their heads wrapped in yellow turbans, were ready to go. The sounds of war drums and horns rose and fell, echoing through the sky.
Under the cover of night, armies surged out of their camps like a tide, heading towards Qianyuan City.
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As the Yellow Turban army outside Qianyuan City mobilized in full force, they surged towards the city like a dark cloud pressing down, their iron hooves thundering, with the force of a thunderbolt.
Under the cover of night, the Yellow Turban Army's battle flags fluttered in the wind, and torches stretched as far as the eye could see, illuminating the entire land and dyeing the sky with an eerie crimson hue, like the raging tides of the sea, wave after wave.
"They're here."
Standing on the high platform of the Marshal's Mansion in the city, Nangong Tianxia sighed inwardly.
This sigh contained so many emotions: helplessness in the face of the situation, pity for the soldiers, and a tragic sense of loss for the fate of the nation. At this moment, the fate of Qianyuan City, and even the safety of a corner of the Great Qian Dynasty, rested on his shoulders.
After a moment of silence, Nangong Tianxia turned around without hesitation and walked firmly toward the training ground, his final battlefield and the gathering place for his remaining Thunder Dragon Riders.
On the training ground, numerous Thunder Dragon Riders were already fully prepared, clad in heavy armor, wielding heavy lances, and mounted on magnificent warhorses, resembling mobile steel fortresses.
Despite being besieged for so long, their armor may be covered in dust, and their eyes may show a hint of fatigue, but their extraordinary aura emanating from within has not diminished in the slightest.
They were once the most elite heavy cavalry of the Great Qian Dynasty, the grim reapers on the battlefield, and a force to be reckoned with by their enemies!
At this moment, they stood in formation, the horses beside them pawing restlessly, their snorts sounding like battle horns, foreshadowing the impending decisive battle.
Nangong Tianxia walked up to the high platform in the center of the training ground, looked around, and his eyes were filled with a little reluctance.
These soldiers who had followed him for many years were all tough men, and at this moment, there was no fear in their eyes, only a calm acceptance of death.
"The Yellow Turban rebels are at the city walls. We have no way to retreat. Tonight... we have no choice but to fight to the death!"
Nangong Tianxia's voice resounded throughout the training ground, striking the hearts of the many Thunder Dragon Riders below.
"Fight! Until death!"
Upon hearing this, the Thunder Dragon Riders at the head of the table straightened their backs. The weariness in their eyes was instantly ignited by the flames of war, replaced by a raging fighting spirit. They had long been prepared to live and die with the city and sacrifice themselves for their country.
"Our Thunder Dragon Riders have rarely suffered defeat since our founding, and today will be no exception!"
Nangong Tianxia raised the God-Slaying Spear high in his hand, its tip pointing directly at the night sky outside the city illuminated by firelight, his voice impassioned.
The Thunder Dragon Riders responded enthusiastically, slowly raising their heavy lances. The sound of hooves filled the air, and the entire training ground was filled with a solemn atmosphere before the battle.
However, at that moment, a series of earth-shattering shouts suddenly came from the four city gates, like the beginning of a nightmare, tearing apart the tranquility of the night.
The generals in Qianyuan City who harbored ulterior motives finally began to bare their fangs, leading their own troops like a rebellious storm that swept through the four city gates.
At the city gate, flames soared into the sky, and shouts of battle were deafening.
Those brothers who once fought side by side have now become deadly enemies. Taking advantage of their familiarity with the city's terrain, they quickly seized control of the city gates, opening the way for the Yellow Turban Army. Countless Yellow Turban soldiers with yellow turbans wrapped around their heads poured into Qianyuan City like a tide.
Nangong Tianxia stood on the training ground, closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, all that remained in his eyes was death.
"Razer Dragon Riders, fight to the death!"
Nangong Tianxia roared, leaped onto his warhorse, swung his God-Slaying Spear, and charged towards the city gate like a bolt of lightning, piercing the darkness of the night and igniting the fighting spirit in the hearts of the Thunder Dragon Riders.