My lady, I'm going to rebel.

Sure enough, on the other side, Wang Yi and Wang Xun looked at each other and laughed after receiving the news of surrender.

Wang Yi's eyes were filled with disdain and arrogance. He said arrogantly, "Kunyang is like a turtle in a jar. It will be captured in a matter of days. Accepting their surrender now will not only show the power of my million-strong army, but also achieve great success. I will flatten Kunyang and let everyone in the world know the power of our army. Anyone who dares to resist will die!"

Wang Xun echoed repeatedly from the side. The two were immersed in the joy of impending victory and sneered at Wang Feng's surrender, as if it was an insult to their powerful army.

The defenders in the city were filled with grief and anger when they learned that surrender was hopeless, but it also aroused a strong fighting spirit.

"It is better to die heroically in battle than to seek death in a cowardly way!"

I don’t know who shouted such an inspiring sentence, which instantly ignited everyone’s blood.

The soldiers gripped their weapons tightly, hope and determination rekindled in their eyes, and the people also spontaneously joined the team defending the city and contributed their own strength.

The elderly took out the only food in their homes and gave it to the soldiers defending the city; the women helped make simple bandages to bandage the wounds of the injured soldiers; and the children ran around the city, delivering various messages, becoming a small link in the defense of the city.

Mu Zheng bravely resisted on the city wall. His figure was like a god of war, moving freely in the rain of spears and arrows. He swung his spear with impenetrable force, and wherever the cold light flashed, the new army soldiers who had climbed up the city wall fell down screaming.

However, the enemies continued to come like a tide, one wave after another.

Mu Zheng's arms gradually grew heavy. Every swing of his spear seemed to exhaust all his strength. Sweat soaked his clothes, trickled down his cheeks, and blurred his vision. But he still gritted his teeth and persevered, his eyes revealing an incomparable determination.

Suddenly, an arrow shot towards Mu Zheng. He was unable to dodge and was hit in the shoulder. Blood instantly stained his battle robe red, and intense pain spread throughout his body like an electric current.

But Mu Zheng just frowned slightly, gritted his teeth, broke the arrow shaft, threw the broken arrow away, and continued to fight while waving the spear regardless of the pain of the wound.

Seeing Mu Zheng's bravery, the soldiers around him were greatly encouraged and followed his example, resisting the attack of the new army with an even more tenacious attitude. They shouted slogans and fought a desperate battle with the new army. For a time, the shouts of killing on the city wall shook the sky.

Mu Zheng observed the enemy's offensive while fighting. He keenly noticed that although the new army had a large number of troops, there were some loopholes in the coordination between the various units during the siege. So, he shouted loudly to the soldiers around him and quickly organized a temporary death squad.

He briefly and forcefully laid out the tactics for the suicide squad members: "When I shout 'Charge', we'll rush towards the junction of the enemy siege forces and disrupt their rhythm!"

The soldiers nodded one after another, their eyes filled with determination and fearlessness.

When the new army launched another wave of attacks, Mu Zheng seized the opportunity and shouted, "Charge!"

The suicide squad rushed towards the enemy's weak points like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Mu Zheng led the way, his spear wielding like a dragon, piercing the enemy lines left and right, crushing them wherever he went. The death squad soldiers were undaunted, following behind Mu Zheng and engaging in close combat with the new troops.

Under the leadership of Mu Zheng, the death squad successfully disrupted the new army's siege rhythm, and the originally neat siege formation became chaotic.

The Han army on the city wall took the opportunity to launch a counterattack and repelled the new army soldiers who climbed up the city wall.

Li Lian ran around the city. He knew very well that it was crucial to stabilize people's hearts and organize supplies at this time.

However, this task was fraught with difficulties. The people in the city were in a state of panic after being ravaged by war, and were filled with fear and confusion about the future.

Some people lost confidence in continuing to hold out and even began to complain and resist. Wherever Li Lian went, he patiently soothed everyone's emotions. He told the people in a firm tone: "Our reinforcements will definitely arrive. As long as we unite as one, we will definitely be able to hold Kunyang! General Liu Xiu is both wise and brave. He will not abandon us!"

His voice became hoarse from shouting too much, but he still persisted in encouraging everyone.

Many obstacles were encountered when organizing the transportation of stones and preparing bows and arrows and other supplies.

The material reserves were already insufficient, and some soldiers mismanaged them in a panic, resulting in some supplies being damaged or lost.

While recounting the supplies, Li Lian arranged personnel to carry out repairs and replenishment in an orderly manner.

He shuttled through the streets and alleys, coordinating the forces of all parties. His voice became hoarse and his steps became heavy, but he never stopped.

On this day, Li Lian was directing the people to carry stones in an orderly manner. These stones would be used as solid weapons to resist the siege of the new army.

The heavy stones were passed with difficulty in the sweaty hands of the people. Everyone's face was filled with fatigue and tension, but their eyes revealed determination and indomitable spirit.

Suddenly, a fierce quarrel broke the original dullness of the moving scene like thunder.

Several young and energetic soldiers, eager to complete their transporting mission so they could join the battle as quickly as possible, became unusually rude. One soldier, his face filled with impatience, shouted at a frail old man, "Hurry up! If you dawdle, you'll all die when the new troops arrive!"

The old man was already exhausted from days of hard work and the fear of war. Hearing such a ruthless scolding, the long-suppressed dissatisfaction in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano: "We have tried our best. Can't you soldiers understand us?"

The people around also echoed and became more and more excited.

Instead of restraining themselves, the soldiers felt that the people were deliberately delaying the fight. The quarrel between the two sides became more and more intense, and the atmosphere was tense, almost to the point of a fight.

When Li Lian saw it, he was shocked and thought, "It's bad!"