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

Chapter 959 Fighting to the death, all perished.

Subsequently, the Azure Dragon Legion quickly split into several groups at the city gate, pursuing and killing the fleeing Qianlong Guards. These once proud royal guards had lost their former prestige under the fierce offensive of the Yellow Turban Army, and were fleeing in all directions in a sorry state.

Another Azure Dragon Legion directly confronted the Imperial Guards who came to reinforce them. Although these last lines of defense of the imperial city were well-trained, they were clearly no match for the Azure Dragon Legion's fierce offensive and numerical superiority.

In a short period of time, the relatively small Zhijinwu defense line was forced to retreat step by step under the continuous attacks of the Qinglong Legion, and its morale plummeted.

Another portion of the Azure Dragon Legion quickly surged up the stone steps on both sides of the city gate to the city tower, where they joined forces with Yellow Turban generals such as Li Cunxiao and Qiao Shefei to capture the city tower together.

Qiao Shefei, who had been fighting his way up the city wall using ladders, and his Zi Ming team had already firmly established themselves on the wall and were beginning to gradually expand their advantage.

With the addition of the Azure Dragon Legion, their offensive has been significantly strengthened. The remaining Qianlong Guards on the city wall are suffering increasing casualties under the combined attack from both sides.

Wherever the Azure Dragon Legion went, neither the routed Qianlong Guards nor the Zhijinwu who came to their aid could withstand its might.

The blue torrent formed a tight formation, with perfect coordination; each individual was a machine on the battlefield, precise and deadly.

Spears formed a dense forest, swords and blades surged like a tide; each charge was accompanied by the cries of the enemy and their fall.

At this moment, the true elite force of the Yellow Turban Army under Meng Zhang's command was fully revealed!

At this moment, on the walls of Qiandu, the arrival of the Azure Dragon Legion was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, plunging the already crumbling Qiandu defenders into utter despair.

Si Cangqiong stood at the very front of the city wall, his aged body clad in golden armor shimmering with a desolate glow in the setting sun. Although his hair and beard were all white, he was like an unshakeable mountain.

When Meng Zhang's hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers besieged Qiandu, he had already resolved to die with the capital city that bore witness to countless glories and his history.

"The city gates have fallen; Heaven has forsaken our Great Qian!"

Si Cangqiong sighed inwardly, but his face showed no fear, only a calm acceptance of fate.

As the last guardian of the Great Qian royal family, his mission is here to defend the dignity of the royal family with his blood and life, even if that dignity will eventually turn to dust.

It's a pity that they ultimately failed to hold Qiandu under Meng Zhang's command, awaiting the arrival of Gu Changqing's army...

"Si Cangqiong, you are old. The fate of the Great Qian Dynasty has run its course. Why bother with futile resistance?"

Li Cunxiao's voice echoed on the city wall as he pressed forward step by step. In his right hand, he wielded the bronze Yuwang Spear, and in his left, the Biyan Claw. The two weapons seemed to come alive in his hands, moving with extraordinary agility, and were surrounded by iron-gray qi.

Upon hearing this, Si Cangqiong simply shook his head slightly, gripping the gold-inlaid sword tightly in his hand. The tip of the sword lightly touched the ground, and sword energy swirled around him, connecting him with the power of heaven and earth.

"Though our Great Qian Dynasty is in peril, the blood of the royal family will never be defeated!"

He roared, and the clear sword light surged once more, heading straight for Li Cunxiao. This was the ultimate manifestation of the Azure Sky Technique, borrowing the power of heaven and earth to transform into the Azure Sky Sword of Heaven!

"Hmph! A death throes!"

Li Cunxiao's sneer intensified. With a flash, he swung his Yuwang Spear in his right hand. The spear tip, carrying a powerful aura, collided with Si Cangqiong's sword light, producing a deafening metallic clang.

At the same time, his left hand, Bi Yanzha, was not idle either, spinning and flying, bringing with it bursts of wind-breaking sounds, directly approaching Si Cangqiong's side.

He wielded the two weapons with effortless skill, as if they were an extension of his body, each swing imbued with earth-shattering power.

Si Cangqiong swayed and was almost knocked off the city wall, but he endured the pain in his chest, took a deep breath, and his sword light rose again, resonating with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The tip of the sword seemed to touch the invisible heavenly way, and the sword energy was sharp and aimed directly at Li Cunxiao.

However, Li Cunxiao's protective aura was simply too powerful. The iron-gray aura acted like a tangible barrier, blocking Si Cangqiong's sword energy one by one.

"Old man, you do have some skill, but today, you will die!"

Li Cunxiao let out a long roar and suddenly swung out the Yuwang Spear, the tip of the spear bringing up a tornado, heading straight for Si Cangqiong's face.

Si Cangqiong had no choice but to take the attack head-on. The sword and spear clashed again, the sound of metal clashing deafeningly loud. Si Cangqiong swayed again, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, his sword light undiminished, trying to find an opening in Li Cunxiao's defenses.

However, Li Cunxiao's attacks were like a tidal wave, one wave after another, giving Si Cangqiong no chance to catch his breath. His left hand, Bi Yanzha, suddenly swung out, bringing a sound of wind breaking, and went straight for Si Cangqiong's throat.

Si Cangqiong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly dodged to the side, but Li Cunxiao's attack followed him like a shadow. He swung the Yuwang Spear in his right hand again, and the tip of the spear carried a world-destroying power, heading straight for Si Cangqiong's chest.

Si Cangqiong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly dodged to the side, but Li Cunxiao's attack followed him like a shadow. He swung the Yuwang Spear in his right hand again, and the tip of the spear carried a world-destroying power, heading straight for Si Cangqiong's chest.

Si Cangqiong felt a tremendous force coming from him, and he staggered a few steps, almost falling to the ground. He struggled to get up, but found that his limbs were numb and powerless, and he could not move at all.

This made him realize that his old body was ultimately no match for a strong young man like Li Cunxiao.

"Hmph, the foundation of the Great Qian Dynasty? Nothing special!"

Li Cunxiao sneered, giving Si Cangqiong no chance to catch his breath. He flashed again, appearing behind Si Cangqiong. He raised the Yuwang Spear high in his hand and then slammed it down. The spear tip carried a world-destroying force, heading straight for Si Cangqiong's crown.

Si Cangqiong's heart trembled, knowing that he could no longer dodge this attack, but he did not choose to give up. Instead, he resolutely turned around and swung his sword with all his might, attempting to make a final stand.

But in the face of Li Cunxiao’s terrifying power, all his efforts seemed pale and powerless. The sword and the Yuwang Spear collided in the air with a loud “clang” and then broke instantly, turning into several fragments that flew away.

Si Cangqiong coughed up blood, his face was ashen, and his body felt like it had fallen apart, making it impossible for him to stand up again.

"Heh heh, is it over?"

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but more so, a calm acceptance of fate. He had done his best, and perhaps the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty had truly come to an end.

"Si Cangqiong, your era has ended!"

Li Cunxiao's voice rang in Si Cangqiong's ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Wang's spear swung down again. This time, without the sword to block it, the spear tip struck Si Cangqiong's crown directly. A powerful force erupted instantly, shattering Si Cangqiong's body into pieces.

"Si Cangqiong is dead!"

With a roar as loud as thunder, the Qianlong Guards on the city wall saw this scene and their last hope was completely shattered.

With Si Cangqiong's fall, the last line of defense of the Great Qian royal family... completely collapsed!

Li Cunxiao stood atop the city wall, the Yuwang Spear and Biyan Mace in his hands gleaming with cold light. He gently lifted the old head of Si Cangqiong, as if a demon god had descended to earth, and no one dared to meet his gaze.