Zhang Haoran had never imagined that the Liang army would be this strong!
Moreover, the Supreme Divine Thunder was exceptionally suited for siege warfare.
As a result, the original plan instantly fell apart. The Liang army needed only a few days to breach a city each time, and their reputation for attacking cities shook the realm!
By now, only the last Great Melody Prefecture remained in all of Xu Prefecture.
Yet rather than dwindling, the Liang army had grown to eighty thousand men!
Although every scout and intelligence chief screamed that it was impossible, insisting there had been no reinforcements from the south and so on, as though they had gone mad or been seized by hysteria, Zhang Haoran had already written them off as incompetent. He had even beheaded one just moments ago.
After all, if no reinforcements had come from the south, could Void Spirit Master have conjured them out of thin air?
Zhang Haoran truly had people spread rumors that Void Spirit Master was a demonic Daoist who enjoyed eating infants' hearts, murdered people to refine their corpses into soldiers, and the like. But such rumors had accomplished little.
Those cities that ought to surrender still surrendered. After all, refusing to yield meant death!
Now that everyone had turned against him and he had fallen into such a miserable state, Zhang Haoran nearly wanted to weep aloud.
He descended from the city wall and returned to his residence.
The Zhang Family was a millennium-old clan, and Zhang Haoran's residence was luxurious beyond compare. Though nothing seemed remarkable on the surface, any random ornament or hanging decoration might have been painstakingly crafted by some great master artisan.
But Zhang Haoran had no mind to appreciate any of it now. He sat at his desk and wrote several letters