The Evil Emperor's Favorite: The Sickly and Poisonous Concubine Goes Crazy

The next night.

Yinzhou City Lord’s Mansion.

Hua Yong, the left general of the Western Border Army who took over Yinzhou City, returned home after inspecting the city.

He whispered to the deputy general beside him: "There was a dust storm during the day. Is there anything unusual in the city?"

"We have checked everywhere and found nothing unusual."

"That's good. There's still no news from Wushayuan. We don't know if the person is dead or not. We can't hide the situation in Yunshanling for a few days. We must not let our guard down at this time. Add more people to patrol the city tonight."

"Yes!"

"Go back."

Hua Yong and Hua Wen are brothers from the same mother and look somewhat similar. After days of mental stress, his face was tired. He lay on the couch with his clothes on and soon cried out, without noticing the dark figure hidden in the darkness.

The blade, shining with a cold light, was icy as it gently pressed against the blood vessels in his neck.

A low, cold and evil voice came from the side. Hua Yong was startled and his body trembled, his pupils trembling slightly with fear.

"It's been a long time since we last met, General Hua Er."

He recognized this voice, King Beiyang!!

Half of Gu Yan'an's face was hidden in the darkness. The dim candlelight shone on his handsome profile, making it appear and disappear. He was clearly smiling, but it made Hua Yong feel unprecedented fear.

He froze, and caught a glimpse of the teacup on the table from the corner of his eye. He wanted to break it and call for help, but the blade on his neck tightened a little, and after the sharp sting, his nose tasted a little more sweet.

"General Hua Er, swords have no eyes, don't move."

"Does Your Highness have any misunderstandings?!" Hua Yong whispered with a trembling voice.

Gu Yan'an's eyes darkened, his face turned cold, and he tied up Hua Yong.

"Oh? Misunderstanding? What are those 100,000 Northern Yan cavalrymen waiting for outside the city? Is it me? Could it be that Shan Ruohan is afraid of your 30,000 Western Territory troops who have never even been on the battlefield?"

"Or maybe I remembered it wrongly, and it wasn't you two brothers from the Hua family who cut off my support and trapped me in Wushayuan?"

"Your Highness has truly misunderstood me. I have been waiting for Your Highness in Yinzhou City for several days." Hua Yong's face was filled with grievance and sincerity, as if the truth was just as he had said.

Gu Yan'an looked impatient and was too lazy to say anything more to him. He lifted his chin with his backhand and asked condescendingly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"You are the prince's men. The prince wants to kill me?"

But he had already guessed the answer. Except for the prince, no one could call upon the two Hua brothers.

There were two knocks on the door and windows. Gu Yan'an raised his eyebrows, picked up Hua Yong from the ground, opened the door and walked out.

"Your Majesty, the situation in the City Lord's Mansion has been controlled."

Mo You was standing outside the house, dressed in the uniform of the Western Frontier Army.

"Well, we can find Asher."

He handed Hua Yong to Mo You and walked out.

Mo You's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head and said:

"General Asher's body has been found. None of the defenders of Yinzhou survived."

Gu Yan'an paused, turned his head and looked at Hua Yong. His eyes, like cold ponds, were filled with strong murderous intent, as if they could tear him apart alive.

"Go to the tent first."

After saying that, he turned and walked out.

In the camp of the Western Border Army, no one noticed the sudden change in the city lord's mansion in the dead of night. The sleeping rebels were awakened by the sudden movement, but it was too late.

Dust storms often occur in the desert. The Black Cavalry Battalion, disguised as the Western Border Army, took advantage of the dust storm during the day to hide from the Northern Yan cavalry outside the city and quietly entered Yinzhou City through a secret passage. This secret passage was secretly built by General Asher, the former Lord of Yinzhou City. He had shown the blueprints to the old prince and Gu Yan'an, but he didn't expect it to be used today.

"Who are you!"

"Someone come!" Shouts came one after another in the tent.

The door of the tent opened, and Gu Yan'an, holding a knife in his hand, killed the deputy general Hua Yong who was about to raise his sword to kill someone with one blow.

Throw Hua Yong in front of everyone.

The people in the tent recognized that the man lying on the ground, dishevelled and dead, was their general, and they immediately stopped what they were doing.

The night was as dark as ink, deep and depressing, and the air in Yinzhou City was filled with an indescribable tension and solemnity. Inside the tent, the candlelight flickered, making Gu Yan'an's stern face even more resolute, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through the deepest secrets and fears in people's hearts.

It seemed as if someone recognized who he was, and whispered "King Beiyang" in disbelief.

He lowered his eyes to glance at Hua Yong, and his gaze swept over the soldiers in the tent:

"Hua Yong, as a general of the Great Zhou, you colluded with foreign enemies, betrayed your country, and wanted to put the people of the city in danger. I know that many of you are descendants of loyal people, but you were bewitched by treacherous people and went astray. Today, I give you a choice. Either take your weapons and follow me to kill the enemy. I will forgive the past. Or... go to hell with this traitor."

He lowered his eyes to look at the person lying on the ground, and his voice was so oppressive that people dared not look directly at him.

His movements were clean and quick, and the tip of the knife pierced fiercely into the heart of the man lying on the ground. Blood gushed out, staining the hem of his clothes. The heavy aura around him seemed even more dangerous in the shadow of the candlelight.

The people around him watched Hua Yong struggling desperately and finally dying, fear creeping into their eyes. When the king died, the soldiers scattered. Among them, there were always timid and fickle people. After a moment of silence, someone soon stood up:

"I am willing to follow the prince to kill the enemy!"

"I am willing to follow the prince to kill the enemy!"

........

The sounds of pursuit rose and fell, gradually resounding throughout the camp. Outside the city walls, no one noticed the dramatic changes taking place in the city.

Gu Yan'an climbed up the city wall under the cover of night, looked up at the brightly lit Beiyan camp in the distance, his deep eyes filled with contemplation.

The people in Yinzhou City have been dealt with, but this battle with Northern Yan is a tough one, the disparity in military strength is too great, even if all the troops in Yinzhou City are gathered, he only has a 30% chance of winning. Even if there are reinforcements, it is impossible for them to reach Yinzhou City at such a fast speed.

He lowered his eyes to look at the dark blue brocade bag in his hand, which was the amulet Ning Ning had asked for him, and there was a bit of warmth in his eyes. This amulet seemed to really be protecting him, allowing him to survive several desperate situations.

He tightened the amulet in his hand, and asked the Buddha to bless him again.

"Mo You, watch over those young generals of the Western Border Army tomorrow and send someone to have them patrol the city as usual. Don't let Bei Yan notice. The rest of you should take a good rest for a day. The next battle will be a fight to the death."

"Yes!"

The next night.

The lights were bright in the camp of Beiyan, but it was hard to hide the solemn expression on the face of the commander, Shan Ruohan. Everything was silent, and the silence made him feel even more uneasy.

No, Wushayuan is vast. Even if the people he sent to capture Gu Yan'an did not know the terrain and found it difficult to trap him, it should not be possible that no one responded to the letter for a whole day.

However, the traps he set in various places in Youzhou did not move at all, and Gu Yan'an disappeared right under his nose as if out of thin air.

Something must have happened in Wushayuan.

"Come here, send someone to Wushayuan to investigate. Why haven't the troops returned yet?"

"Yes."

"Also, send a message to Yinzhou City. If Gu Yan'an doesn't show up tomorrow, don't blame me for breaking my promise and taking Yinzhou City first!"

Shan Ruohan's patience was exhausted and he didn't want to wait any longer. Even if he had to rush into Wushayuan, he had to get rid of Gu Yan'an first.

Half an hour passed, and the team that went to Yinzhou City to deliver the message had not returned to the camp yet.

"Where are they?! Why does it take so long to deliver a letter?"

There was an angry shout from the main tent.

"General, calm down!"

Shan Ruohan took a big gulp of the liquor and paused:

"No! Is there anything unusual in Yinzhou City today?"

"Reporting to the general, nothing unusual was found."

Shan Ruohan's eyes turned cold, as if he had noticed something.

"Come here, go and find out the situation in Yinzhou City as soon as possible, and make sure it is detailed." He ordered in a deep voice, with an unquestionable majesty in his voice.

However, this time, the spies who went out still did not return for a long time. Shan Ruohan's face became colder and colder. He paced alone in the tent, and every step seemed extremely heavy. He looked up in the direction of Yinzhou City in the distance. The lights there were dim, and it seemed calm, but in fact, there were undercurrents.

"General, the Zhou people want to break the agreement?" The deputy general on the side looked angry.

He shook his head: "If we break the contract, it will be easy. But if..."

If Gu Yan'an is really allowed to enter Yinzhou City, there will be some trouble.

He set up a tight net, how did Gu Yanan get away?

He was startled and did not finish his words. He immediately called all the generals to discuss. The atmosphere in the tent was solemn.

The lights in the Beiyan camp were bright, but it was hard to hide the tense and uneasy atmosphere. Shan Ruohan stood in the center of the camp, his eyes like torches, scanning the generals in front of him, and everyone's face was full of solemnity.

"Gu Yan'an is a cunning man. We must not take this battle lightly." Shan Ruohan said in a deep voice, with unquestionable determination in his voice, "Since he was able to quietly deal with the rebels in Yinzhou City, it means that he has a perfect plan. We must prepare for the worst. However, in Yinzhou City, even if he subdues the rebels, there are only 30,000 troops. With my 150,000 troops approaching, he will have nowhere to go even if he has supernatural powers."

"Pass the order down, mobilize the troops immediately, I will kill him by surprise tonight!"

In Yinzhou City, Gu Yanan stood on the top of Yinzhou City, his black armor rustling in the night wind, staring at the fire in the distance that was gradually approaching. The iron cavalry of Beiyan glowed coldly in the moonlight, and the sound of horse hooves rumbled, approaching like thunder.

It came faster than he expected.

"Mo You, beat the city defense drum! All troops prepare for battle!"

Under the city wall, Shan Ruohan finally saw the figure on the wall clearly.

Sure enough, it's him!

Shan Ruohan was defeated by Gu Yan'an many times, and he hated Gu Yan'an to the core.

"Gu family boy! Today is the day you die!" Shan Ruohan gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred, and shouted angrily.

On the city wall, Gu Yan'an looked down at him, his dark eyes teasing as he replied:

"General Shan! It's still unknown who will win! Don't worry!"

"Then let's see how you can resist my army of 150,000 without the Mountain and River Crossbow! Go out of the city to fight!" Shan Ruohan laughed coldly.

Gu Yan'an didn't reply. Looking at the Beiyan cavalry that was still approaching, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Pass the order down, archers, get ready, when the enemy is within range, shoot all your arrows!"

Following his order, the defenders of Yinzhou City quickly entered combat mode, arrows raining down on the Northern Yan cavalry. On the city walls, torches were held high, illuminating the entire battlefield and the determined faces of the soldiers.

The Northern Yan army was unstoppable, but when they were about to rush into the range of the enemy, they were suddenly hit by a fierce rain of arrows from the top of the city. The arrows cut through the night sky, whistling and accurately shot at the enemy. For a moment, the Northern Yan army wailed and many cavalrymen fell off their horses, which immediately aroused chaos in the front army and disrupted the Northern Yan army's formation.

"Archers provide cover, while the cavalry continue to charge!" Shan Ruohan shouted loudly from the rear and quickly adjusted the tactics.

However, Gu Yan'an was no ordinary man. He had already expected that the Northern Yan army would charge, so he issued another order: "Load the crossbows and shoot in the direction of the Northern Yan army!!"

Arrows carrying kerosene cans fell from the sky like a rainstorm, exploding among the Northern Yan army and forcibly slowing down the Northern Yan charge.

Although the Northern Yan army was brave, under the double blow of kerosene and rain of arrows, the offensive gradually slowed down. Under the city wall, the flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky. Gu Yan'an overlooked the battle, his thick eyebrows slightly frowned. He stood on the top of the city with a long sword in his hand, like an invincible god of war, commanding the overall situation.

Although they had a slight advantage, the Northern Yan army was too large and the arrows and kerosene in the city were quickly consumed, so the advantage could not be maintained for long.

"Open the city gates and fight!" Gu Yan'an's voice penetrated the night, clear and firm. The city gates burst open, and the Black Cavalry Battalion, under the cover of a rain of arrows, surged out like a tide and met the Northern Yan cavalry head-on.

The figure in the black iron armor had exquisite footwork, and the seven of them formed a formation, which quickly spread out under the city wall like a huge black umbrella. Each small formation was like an extremely sharp sword, gradually rising and sweeping away the surrounding enemies, and they actually swept away the Northern Yan cavalry under the city wall at an astonishing speed, tearing open a hole in the encirclement of Northern Yan.

In an instant, the battlefield was filled with the sound of killing, and the flashes of swords and sabers intertwined into one. Wherever the black umbrella passed, the soldiers of Beiyan fell one after another, and blood splattered, which was terrifying and cruel.

The soldiers of the Black Cavalry Battalion on the sidelines kept changing their formations to the beat of drums on the city walls, forcing the Northern Yan cavalry to find no loopholes and to retreat step by step.

Shan Ruohan looked at the Northern Yan cavalry who were forced to retreat step by step and suffered heavy casualties under the city wall. His face was dark and cautious. This Gu Yan'an was indeed sinister and cunning, with many dangerous schemes. He had never seen such a formation before.

When he was about to send troops to continue the attack, a horn sounded again on the opposite city wall. The black cavalry below seemed to retreat quickly like a dragon returning to its lair, and soon retreated back to the city.

The battle became more intense, and the skyline in the distance gradually became clear. In the wilderness outside Yinzhou City, flames shot up into the sky, illuminating half of the city wall. Arrows rained down, and corpses gradually piled up between the two armies, and blood flowed like a river. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and scorched earth, which was suffocating.

The battle lasted until dawn, when Northern Yan temporarily paused, giving the soldiers in the city a chance to catch their breath.

"Your Highness, all the women and children in the city have been safely sent into the secret passage and left." Mo You hurriedly walked past the soldiers who were resting on the city wall and walked quickly to Gu Yan'an's side.

"Ah."

"How long can the kerosene and arrows last?" Gu Yan'an asked with a frown.

"In less than two hours."

Gu Yan'an tightened the knife in his hand slightly and looked at the soldiers on the city wall who were tired and wounded. His handsome and evil face was serious and his dark eyes were gloomy.

"If we can hold out for these two hours, we will have a chance of winning."

If they can't hold on, the whole city will perish.