"How... did this city fall so easily?"
Poison Dragon stared at the blasted-open city gates, his face full of disbelief.
"Of course... for my Supreme Thunder Method to bring down a section of city wall would be rather difficult. I'd have to stockpile a great number of thunder pellets and dig tunnels... But what's so difficult about blowing open two wooden gates? As long as there are death-sworn men willing to do it!"
Aaron waved a hand dismissively and had the remaining soldiers charge into the city through the gates.
Since ancient times, defending a city had meant defending its morale!
Once the gates were breached, morale immediately collapsed like an avalanche!
Aaron yawned and said to Zhan Da beside him, "Pass on my order... Once the army enters the city, simply secure the four gates, the government office, the warehouses, and other key locations..."
With too few troops, this was the drawback.
But once this city was taken, they could calmly gather the corpses. They would probably have three or four thousand Six Jia Divine Soldiers, along with several thousand surrendered troops.
After waiting several more hours, the cries of battle within the city gradually subsided.
"Daoist, would you care to enter the city with me?"
Aaron rode Little Jade, the white tiger, with more than a dozen cavalrymen following behind him as he asked with a smile.
"I could not ask for more."
The old Daoist Poison Dragon agreed and followed Aaron. As the two passed through the city gates, shattered planks, severed fingers, and mangled remains still lay scattered about.
Many homes behind the gates had been destroyed, and the scene was exceedingly gruesome.
"Order... mobilize the residents to put out the fires!"
Aaron gave the command and sent off a knight.
The group rode to the