Cangwu Commandery, Guangxin City—this was Shi Xie's hometown, as well as the seat of Cangwu.
Yet Guangxin had now been surrounded on all sides by Qin Tian's army.
The campaign to pacify Jiaozhou was, without question, the least challenging war Qin Tian had fought in his life.
Zhang Jin was simply too easy to bully—even worse than the Yellow Turbans.
Though the Yellow Turbans were a rabble, they at least had enormous numbers. Among armies numbering several hundred thousand, there were always some elite troops.
Even their major canal commanders possessed a measure of martial strength and could pose some threat.
Zhang Jin, on the other hand, was utterly incapable of resistance. He posed no threat whatsoever.
Had Xue Zong and Xu Jing not offered him advice from time to time, Zhang Jin would not even have held out for a few days.
Since the battle at Gaoyao, Zhang Jin had suffered defeat after defeat, retreating all the way to Guangxin.
When Qin Tian arrived beneath Guangxin City and took one look, he immediately ordered earth brought in to fill the moat, preparing for a direct assault.
Guangxin City clearly looked as though it had not seen war in years and had fallen into disrepair.
The eastern and western walls were mottled with old and new colors, while most of the deer-horn barricades outside the city had already been damaged.
Other than the few main roads outside the city, weeds ran rampant everywhere, and withered branches carpeted the ground.
This sort of city was unlike those other great cities. With only a little preparation, it could be attacked directly.
He first set a great fire to burn away the weeds outside the eastern and southern sides of the city, then had his soldiers fill in the moat there.
Seeing this,