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Chapter 841: Chapter 360 The Fall of Su Country

“Kill!”

Accompanied by the thunderous sound of golden drums, countless soldiers clad in earthy yellow armor surged forward like a tide towards the city ahead, supported by the whooshing boulders and flying crossbow bolts from behind.

High atop the command platform, Lan Cai’er, in her resplendent female battle armor and accompanied by Inborn Grandmasters like Han Hu, Han Liang, and Li River, now looked down from on high at the distant battlefield.

“When I was still in Jianghu, I had heard that the former Yue’s Marquis of Wu’an, Bai Mengyang, with merely fifty thousand soldiers held the solitary city in Xichuan and, with his body crippled, faced three Inborns and over a hundred thousand united Zhou-Shu forces.

Even after my surprise attack on Baling cut off the major army’s supply lines from Xichuan and forced Marquis of Wu’an to fall back to Tianmen Prefecture City,

he received food and money support in Tianmen Prefecture, and after his injuries healed, he still relied on the remaining tens of thousands of soldiers to hold his own against five Inborns of Zhou-Shu and over three hundred thousand troops without falling behind.

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At that time, in the north of Jiang, only Tianmen Prefecture remained, but because of the presence of Marquis of Wu’an, this ancient northern city remained as stable as Mount Tai.

It wasn’t until the king and former Yue joined forces in the Northern Expedition that they finally broke the Zhou People and restored thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Therefore, the king often told me there were not many people he admired in his life, and Marquis of Wu’an was definitely one of them.”

As Lan Cai’er glanced over the tense battlefield in front of her, she suddenly turned around and brought up the past to those present.

The three people by her side exchanged glances, wondering what intention the Queen had in suddenly bringing up a dead man from former Yue.

But since the lord had said so, they too echoed a few words in agreement.

“The Marquis of Wu’an was the number one general in the last years of former Yue. He almost single-handedly quelled the disturbances during the Longqing and Hongdao eras, restoring peace to Jiangnan.

Unfortunately, he died too soon, leading to the usurpation of former Yue’s legacy by the thief Shen Qiu.

Otherwise, with Marquis of Wu’an still alive, Jiangnan might still belong to Da Yue’s expanses today.”

“The Marquis of Wu’an fought hundreds of battles in his life, with few defeats, his name synonymous with bravery and skill in battle known throughout the world. With him present, the northerners would have found it hard to look southward.”

“Although I am from the remote lands of the southwest, the name of Marquis of Wu’an still resonates like thunder in my ears. Knowing he was such a great hero and a man of valor, my admiration for him is profound.”

Hearing the echoing words of several Inborn Grandmasters, Lan Cai’er’s face revealed a trace of a smile, and she felt satisfied in her heart, knowing these men, under Great Chu’s successive victories, were now submissive and reassured.

So she waved her hand, stopping the three people from speaking further, her smile fading as a trace of sternness appeared on her face, “What you said is true. How valiant and heroic Marquis of Wu’an was, capable of resisting a country with one city, making the North Zhou tremble at the mere mention of his name.

But even someone like Marquis of Wu’an, to resist a country with one city, could not avoid relying on the Yangtze River navy’s backing, which sustained Tianmen Prefecture from falling.

But now, within the city of Yulin, there are less than forty thousand soldiers, far fewer than what Marquis of Wu’an had when he was besieged in Anyue Prefecture.

Yulin lacks money and food, cut off inside and out; it’s a deathtrap.

Compared to Tianmen Prefecture City, which once had abundant food and money and waterways for immediate military support, it is far inferior.

As for Su Xuange, he is arrogant, narrow-minded, and overestimates his abilities—he has grand visions but lacks the capacity.

In both talent and strength, he is far inferior to Marquis of Wu’an.

Now with us four Inborns gathered here, and holding three hundred thousand mighty soldiers outside the city, with the entire Su Country under our control, and further bolstered by Great Chu supplying money and food, we are well-equipped with elite troops and high morale.

The city has only one Inborn, Su Xuange, with no more than forty thousand soldiers. Defending the isolated city, the people are exhausted, and soldiers are starved. There are no supplies within and no reinforcements from outside; waiting in the lonely city means waiting for death.

Now with such an advantage on our side, should we remain here hesitating to break through the city? Should we be stuck here while they are already trapped?

Gentlemen, now His Majesty in Jiangxia faces numerous foes with fewer men and can repeatedly crush the Ning bandits. Yet with all my advantages, I still can’t deal with these meager Su thieves.

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This is a disgrace indeed!”

Lan Cai’er spoke with a cold tone, a murderous aura chilling her words, “Previously, the cold weather and snowstorms provided the Ning bandits with an excuse to cling to life through the winter.

But now, it is warm spring. The ice and snow have melted, and we can no longer afford any laxity.

Transmit my order, starting today, the troops outside the city, totaling more than two hundred and eighty thousand, will be divided into three groups.

One will attack by day, the other will attack by night, and the third will rest, rotating continuously without pause.

We four Inborns will also divide ourselves on four sides, each attacking one side of the walls. You must engage in battle every day, and those wounded cannot withdraw.

We will revoke this order only when we have breached the city of Yulin.”

Without any sign, the seemingly ruthless Military Order was issued by Lan Cai’er.

Han Hu and the others felt the undeniable will behind it, and involuntarily shivered.

These protectors from the Immortal Sects, now felt the severity of military commands for the first time.

It was a call to die upon command, no matter if they faced a mountain of swords or a sea of fire.

This was nothing like the carefree atmosphere of the Immortal Method; it made them slightly uncomfortable.

Yet, Li River, seeing this cold side of Lan Cai’er, was unexpectedly inspired, and laughed out loud, “The Queen is right, Su Xuange is a petty miscreant, obstinately foolish.

Even now, he doesn’t know to come out and surrender.

Does he truly think of himself as Marquis of Wu’an?

Today, we four will come forth, with more than two hundred thousand soldiers aiding us. We will break this city and capture these people.

Then we will execute their kin, annihilate their country, kill their wives and children, and claim their legacy, serving as a warning to the whole world!”