Four Seas Cloud Moon

Zhou Fanlin slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Why are you so flustered! How disgraceful! Calm down and tell me slowly! What happened? Could it be that the enemy has already started to attack the city?" As he spoke, he poured himself another full glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, his eyes revealing a hint of dissatisfaction and majesty.

Reporting to the prince: "Oh my! This is terrible! The sky is full of kites, so densely packed that you can't count them! And the damn enemy has started firing rockets again. Now the sky has instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and fire is falling everywhere! Our people are fighting hard, but they are simply unable to withstand it!"

Upon hearing this, the prince was immediately furious. He glared at the sight and shouted, "You bastard! Where did this rocket come from? It would be ridiculous to have fire falling from the sky! Stop your nonsense!"

However, the soldier shouted in horror, "Your Majesty, everything I said is true! If you don't believe me, you can go out and see for yourself!"

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the tightly closed door was suddenly slammed open, followed by a black ball rolling in. Looking closely, I saw that the ball was covered in black smoke, and its hair was a mess like a chicken coop. If it weren't for the heavy armor on its body, it would have been burned to a piece of charcoal long ago.

The black ball rolled all the way to the prince, fell to its knees with a thud, and shouted at the top of its lungs, "Prince, run away quickly! This raging fire is no joke. If you don't run now, it will be too late!"

Zhou Fanlin, who was inside the house, was so frightened by this sudden change that he trembled all over and shouted, "Who on earth are you? How dare you barge in so rudely!"

The black ball quickly raised his head, revealing a face blackened by smoke, and said with a mournful look, "Your Highness, I am Zhang Jianpeng!"

Zhou Fanlin gasped when he heard this, his face filled with astonishment. "What? You're General Zhang? How did you become like this? Tell me in detail, what exactly happened?"

"Your Highness, there is no time to lose. It is important to escape!" Zhang Jianpeng said as he reached out to pull the prince.

At this moment, the cries of killing and help outside the house grew increasingly loud and chaotic. Zhou Xuanyi, feeling something was amiss, rushed out to see what was happening. He was completely stunned when he saw it. Oh my god, the sky and the ground were ablaze with flames, raging and raging, with no sign of abating, sweeping towards them like an overwhelming force! And the kites were so numerous that they resembled a swarm of locusts, covering the sky and the sun, and flying in an endless stream!

Zhou Xuanyi had never seen such a scene before. Father, look quickly.

Zhou Fanlin couldn't figure out where all this came from?

At that moment, the arrows outside the city had reached their limit. The flag bearer quickly made a series of precise and decisive gestures, and the archers who had been waiting in formation retreated one after another. Then, the crossbow carts began to slowly advance.

Following resounding commands, the crossbowmen expertly drew their bowstrings, loaded their arrows, and ignited their tips. In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, and flaming arrows streaked across the sky like meteors, pouring down into the city like a blanket of dust. This torrential rain of arrows left the city's inhabitants with nowhere to hide.

Most of the city's houses were constructed of wood, and the makeshift tents used as military camps caught fire at the slightest touch. Faced with the raging fire, the inhabitants hurried to seek shelter in open areas. However, they had no idea the ensuing hail of arrows would turn them, without protection, into living targets! Screams rang out in agony, and soldiers and innocent civilians alike were among those caught in the blaze.

The raging fire burned for three days and three nights, threatening to consume the city completely. When the flames abated slightly, a well-armed cavalry force numbering ten thousand suddenly appeared like a ghost. Armed with powerful crossbows, they charged into the city, mercilessly slaughtering everyone they encountered. In just one day, the entire city was utterly silent, devoid of even a single breath of life.

Zhou Fanlin and his son appeared utterly utterly bewildered when they were apprehended, their former prestige long gone. Through this incident, everyone understood Feng Ziying's ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness.

Meanwhile, Ziying received an urgent imperial decree ordering him to rush to Hancheng to support the enemy. By contrast, the fighting in Hancheng was exceptionally fierce, as they had barely experienced a truly brutal and arduous battle. However, despite their relatively small force, Qian Duoduo's troops remained resolute, demonstrating a resolute stance of desperate resistance.

Upon seeing Ziying, Han Cheng felt so mortified that he wished he could crawl into a hole. When he had set out on the expedition, he had solemnly pledged his loyalty and pledged to Ziying to return victorious. Yet, upon meeting him again, not only was his face as red as a ripe apple, but he had also lost many of his troops.

Actually, there was no deep hatred between Ziying and Han Cheng; they simply disagreed with each other. However, when it came to matters of national survival, they both maintained a sense of the bigger picture.

After both parties were seated, Han Cheng was the first to break the silence, saying worriedly, "Qian Duoduo is truly too cunning, and Qian Feihu's martial arts are even more profound and unfathomable. I'm afraid no one here can compete with them!"

After hearing this, Ziying's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer. He refuted mercilessly, "The failure of commanding a battle is the responsibility of the commander-in-chief; the long period of failure to defeat the enemy shows a lack of strategy; and to boost others' ambitions while undermining one's own prestige is a sign of a lack of courage."

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing Han Cheng's heart. He was so angry that he jumped up from his seat, his hair standing on end, and shouted loudly: "I, Han Cheng, order today that all soldiers must participate in the battle. If Qian Duoduo cannot be captured alive within three days, I will commit suicide to apologize to this world!" Before he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, Ziying was quick to reach out and stop Han Cheng, saying sarcastically, "Huh, three days? Why didn't you say three months? I thought you, General Han, had omnipotent abilities!"

Han Cheng thought Ziying would comfort him, but after hearing Ziying's words, Han Cheng felt his blood rushing up, his head swollen, his throat sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked at Ziying and kept saying "you...you...you" for a long time before he fainted!