The Traitor Is Exposed, the Tide Turns
"Quickly, issue the order: have the soldiers in the rear retreat immediately and stop pursuing the army in front!"
"General, it's too late! They've already reached the gates of Daliang City. We can't escape in time!"
"Asshole!"
"General, what should we do now?"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Zhao Yun roared madly, his eyes bloodshot.
Soon, Zhao Yun's soldiers rushed to the city wall. Zhao Yun glanced at them, then immediately jumped onto the wall and launched an attack on the civilians inside. Rows of arrows flew out, shooting down the civilians. Then another volley of arrows rained down, turning the civilians' corpses into pincushions, once again decimating the defenders on the city wall.
Zhao Yun's soldiers were also caught up in the fighting. They wielded steel swords, hacking and slashing at the guards on the city walls while attacking the civilians inside the city, until they reached the city gate.
When the guards at the city gate saw their army being slaughtered by Zhongli's forces, they were terrified and quickly opened the city gates, letting the guards rush into the city.
Seeing Zhongli's troops storm into the city, Zhao Yun was furious. However, he was also well aware that Zhongli's forces outnumbered his own, and were composed of well-trained soldiers with superior equipment, no less capable than his own Liang army. Under these circumstances, his forces were at a disadvantage, and he had been forced to abandon Daliang City. Only by consolidating his forces could he withstand Zhongli's attack; otherwise, they were no match for Zhongli.
"Pass down the order: immediately assemble all forces and confront Zhongli's army!" Zhao Yun said fiercely.
"Yes, sir!" A junior officer quickly ran off to relay the order.
Zhao Yun took a deep breath, slowly adjusted his breathing, and tried to calm himself down.
After a moment, Zhao Yun's mood gradually calmed down. He glanced at his deputy and said in a deep voice, "Pass down the order: have all the archers draw their bows and aim at Zhongli's troops. If Zhongli's troops dare to take even half a step closer, shoot them immediately. Understand?"
"Understood!" the lieutenant replied, clasping his hands in a fist salute.
At Zhao Yun's command, a large number of arrows flew out, densely packed with fletching, shooting towards the Zhongli Corps. One after another, the Zhongli Corps soldiers fell into pools of blood, screams echoing incessantly. The screams were deafening, extremely unpleasant to the ears, and made people want to vomit.
Seeing that Zhongli's forces had suffered heavy casualties, Zhao Yun snorted coldly, waved his hand, and shouted, "Kill! Take this Daliang City in one fell swoop!"
"Kill!"
Ten thousand soldiers of the Liang army drew their swords and spears and charged towards the Zhongli army outside the city. The spears in their hands gleamed with a cold light, like the scythe of death, as they slashed at the Zhongli army.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Zhongli's army also drew their swords and launched a counterattack. The two armies clashed fiercely under the Daliang City. The sounds of battle were deafening, and shouts of killing rose and fell, constantly reaching people's ears and sending chills down their spines.
As Zhongli's army fought, they relentlessly advanced towards Daliang City. In no time, the area around Daliang City was littered with corpses, and blood flowed, staining the ground red. The scene was extremely horrific.
Standing atop the city wall, Zhao Yun watched helplessly as his soldiers died one after another at Zhongli's hands. His heart was breaking, but he was powerless to stop it. He could only watch as his men were slaughtered one after another.
"General Zhao, aren't you leaving now? If you wait any longer, I'm afraid our troops will be wiped out!" the adjutant hurriedly tried to persuade Zhao Yun. "I cannot abandon Daliang City. I must hold out until the Daliang City falls!" Zhao Yun shook his head and resolutely refused.
Seeing Zhao Yun's attitude, the deputy general cursed Zhao Yun inwardly as an idiot. If he didn't leave, he would just be waiting to die. In a moment, Zhongli would definitely attack the walls of Daliang City, and then they would all die. Zhao Yun would definitely not be able to escape.
Thinking of this, the deputy general couldn't help but feel secretly fortunate that he hadn't chosen to surrender. Otherwise, he would have certainly died a terrible death, and might have been abandoned by Zhao Yun in Daliang City by now. However, although he didn't choose to surrender, he still admired Zhao Yun. He was willing to take risks to protect Daliang City, and he truly deserved to be called a fierce general.
Just then, a junior officer rushed over, knelt before Zhao Yun, and shouted, "General, the city has been captured, but the city walls are heavily fortified with defensive weapons and heavy artillery. We have no way to breach the walls. Please, General, retreat immediately!"
"What?! They actually captured Daliang City!"
Upon hearing his subordinate's report, Zhao Yun's expression changed drastically. His eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing within them. He stared at the Daliang City ahead, surprised that Zhongli's attack had been so swift, capturing the Daliang City just half an incense stick's time.
"General, what should we do?" The lieutenant asked in a low voice, noticing Zhao Yun's uncertain expression.
Upon hearing the deputy's question, Zhao Yun's face grew even more somber. He remained silent, his expression extremely grave, seemingly deep in thought. After a moment, Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted, "Send down the order! Immediately summon the army into the city!"
Upon hearing Zhao Yun's order, the deputy general smiled slightly. He knew that Zhao Yun was about to abandon Daliang City.
Soon, Zhao Yun led the Daliang Legion towards the Daliang City.
Zhongli's army was greatly surprised to see Zhao Yun's troops charging towards Daliang City.
Zhongli, the commander of the Zhongli Legion, looked at the Zhao Yun Legion's menacing troops in the distance with a look of astonishment on his face. He never dreamed that Zhao Yun would abandon Daliang City at such a crucial moment and instead launch an attack on the Zhongli Legion. He never expected that Zhao Yun would do something so foolish.
"Report..."
Just as Zhongli, the commander of the Zhongli Legion, was looking horrified, his adjutant rushed over and shouted loudly.
"Speak!" A hint of annoyance flashed across the face of the Zhongli Legion's adjutant as he spoke in a cold voice.
"General, something terrible has happened! We just received news that Zhongli Corps has captured Daliang City. General Zhao of Daliang City is leading 10,000 Daliang Legion and is charging towards us! General, our reinforcements are rushing towards Daliang City!" the adjutant shouted anxiously.
"What?"
Hearing his adjutant's words, Zhongli frowned, a hint of annoyance appearing on his face. He simply couldn't understand what Zhao Yun was up to. Knowing full well that Daliang City couldn't be defended, he still insisted on fighting to the death, which was simply courting death.
"Damn Zhao Yun, if that's how it is, then I'll grant your wish!" the commander of the Zhongli Legion shouted, ordering, "Everyone, give it your all! Charge! Break through Daliang City!"