I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 945 The armies of the Great Qian Dynasty are about to converge

"Commander-in-Chief, rest assured, Cunxiao knows what he's doing. Si Cangqiong is destined to become another stepping stone for my invincible rule. When the time is right, I will personally take his head and cause the Great Qian Dynasty to collapse completely!"

Li Cunxiao laughed loudly, holding the Yuwang Spear in both hands, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"I know you, Cunxiao, are eager to fight, but Si Cangqiong is no ordinary person. As the ancestor of the Great Qian royal family, he must have extraordinary methods and strength."

"While we are not afraid of him, we must not underestimate him. Today, let us probe Qiandu's defenses first, and then, after some time, go all out and break through Qiandu in one fell swoop!"

Meng Zhang ignored Li Cunxiao's fighting spirit and turned his head to look at the smoke and fire rising from the walls of Qiandu.

The two stood side by side on the command platform, their gazes piercing through the smoke of battle, fixed on the battlefield ahead.

The Yellow Turban soldiers surged forward like a tidal wave, using siege ladders, chariots, battering rams, and other siege weapons in turn, forcing the defenders on the city walls into a series of defeats.

The two guards on the left and right of Qianlong on the city wall, although putting up a stubborn resistance, were becoming increasingly exhausted under the fierce offensive of the Yellow Turban army.

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At the same time, just as Meng Zhang's hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops, like a surging Yellow Sea, had reached the heart of the Great Qian Dynasty—the capital of Qiandu.

Finally, amidst a cloud of dust, we met Wu Xiongjun's small army, who had traveled day and night from the direction of Yanzhou.

Lu Fa nodded, his expression softening slightly, and turned his gaze to Meng Zhang beside him.

"Grand Tutor Gu is the backbone of your Siyan Army. Although his troops are numerous, they are all elite, and Grand Tutor Gu is a master strategist. If you can join forces with him, you might be able to put up a fight against him."

Lu Fa and Gu Changqing followed behind, their expressions filled with a simple mix of exhaustion and relief.

"Now that Qu Qian's hundreds of thousands of troops under Li Cunxiao have not yet besieged Qiandu, you must return as soon as possible to rescue the emperor!"

"Go! Lead a detachment of elite cavalry to scout ahead and make contact with Grand Tutor Gu!"

Meng Zhang's voice was hoarse, but filled with barely concealed excitement. I mounted my horse and took several steps at once, tightly grasping Qu Qianjun's hand.

"But... the northern frontier is far from here, and there are few of Li Cunxiao's scattered troops along the way. It would be difficult to reunite them in such a dangerous situation."

Our destination was the temporary camp where the hundreds of thousands of troops under Wu Xiong's command were stationed!

Wu Xiongjun nodded, his expression solemn.

Lufa shook his head heavily, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes, but then he hesitated.

"General Tan, now is the time to be immersed in grief."

"Are you just going to stand by and watch Qiandu fall?"

Gu Changqing patted Meng Zhang heavily on the back to comfort him, then turned to Wu Xiongjun and Lu Fa.

With the plan set, everyone began making preparations in earnest.

Upon hearing this, a hint of excitement also flashed in Qu Qianjun's eyes.

"The rest of the troops followed closely behind, remaining hidden to avoid a direct confrontation with Li Cunxiao."

"General Tan!"

Wu Xiongjun was also covered in dust from his journey, and his brows betrayed his anxiety. I had also thought that the situation was changing so slowly that we would have to turn north to reinforce Qiandu.

Meng Zhang clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms again, but he felt no pain at all.

Meanwhile, in the strategic pass north of Qianzhou, the camps of the Seven Guards of Quqian stood firm like an iron wall.

"Your Highness, he carries a heavy responsibility; how can he take such a risk?"

"Your Highness, remember, your goal is to reunite with Grand Tutor Gu, not to engage in a decisive battle with Li Cunxiao. The overall situation is the priority."

"Oh no, since the prince has no such determination, then you shall send an elite force to accompany him. Be extremely careful, and keep the order of things in mind."

Lu Fa also chimed in with concern.

I had already learned from the delayed reports about the fall of Qianyuan County, the death of Nangong Tianshang, and the perilous situation of Li Cunxiao's army besieging the city, but seeing my former comrades-in-arms in such a sorry state still brought a pang of sorrow to my heart.

As dawn broke and a thin mist swirled, the camp was already bustling with activity as soldiers bustled about, preparing to break camp and set off.

Meng Zhang accurately grasped Lu Fa's meaning, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

On the other side, a weary team was quietly making its way forward.

Lu Fa, Si Yan, and Yun Xinrou led the remnants of the Changlin Imperial Guards and the Fengming Archery Camp, fleeing in seven different places along the way, chased by Meng Zhang's hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers. Finally, they carefully bypassed Li Cunxiao's main force and moved towards another ray of hope.

"Generals, do you have no better ideas?"

"Xinrou, your mind is made up. This is the only thing you can do for Qu Qian, for General Nangong, and for these fallen soldiers."

"You have heard that the Grand Tutor's Yellow Turban Army in the northern frontier is leading its troops south, also intending to support Qiandu. You should first go and join Grand Tutor Gu, combine the strength of the two armies, and then devise a plan."

Both men were once fierce generals under the command of the Yellow Turban Army, loyal to the Yellow Turban Army or rather the Quqian Dynasty, and had made outstanding military achievements. It was natural that they would be selected to become generals of the Emperor's personal guard - the Seventeenth Guard of Xuanlong.

Qu Qian selected an elite cavalry unit and set off overnight, carefully avoiding Li Cunxiao's small force, and sped towards the north of Qianzhou. Wu Xiongjun and others followed closely behind, maintaining a low level of vigilance and concealment, quietly moving towards their desired destination.

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"That's why you need to be even more cautious. You suggested that you first select a heavy cavalry as the vanguard to secretly scout the rear, and at the same time contact Grand Tutor Gu to arrange a meeting place."

"Grand Tutor Gu? If he could join me, it would indeed slightly weaken your strength."

"You didn't mean that, but... General Lu Fa, you're being vague about him. With your current forces, directly facing the hundreds of thousands of Li Cunxiao's followers who are the Yellow Turbans is like throwing an egg against a rock."

"You just received the news after so long... General Nangong... Qu Qian's world seems to be collapsing."

Lu Fa pondered for a moment, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Wu Xiongjun's gaze swept across the eight faces, finally settling on Lu Fa's weathered face, and his heart sank.

Gu Changqing quickly tried to dissuade him.

The small army that was originally stationed in Yanzhou to quell the rebellion rushed south to Qianyuan County before hearing the news, wanting to defend the first line of defense for the Quqian Dynasty.

Qu Qianjun looked at Meng Zhang, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes, and then nodded.

Meng Zhang shook his head, his eyes full of meaning.

The leading general of the Right Guard of the Great Qian Dynasty was named Li Jingyuan. He was a veteran general who had experienced countless battles. His face was resolute and his eyes were piercing. His armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight. The general of the Left Guard of the Great Qian Dynasty was Zhao Tieshan. He was burly but weak. He held a small Xuanhua axe and looked imposing.

"General Lu Fa, Prince Meng Zhang, General Gu Changqing... they have worked hard."

Qu Qianjun's voice didn't tremble; she tried hard to control her emotions, lest her loss of composure affect morale.