With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

A soldier ran in in a panic and fell to his knees.

"Report... Report to the General... The Shannan Prefecture... The Shannan Prefecture's troops... are coming to attack us!"

Zhao Xuan and several deputy generals were all shocked.

They never expected that Lu Yan would launch an attack at this time!

"How many of them are there?"

Zhao Xuan asked with forced calmness.

"Reply... Reply General... About... About... 5,000 people..."

the soldier stammered.

"Five thousand people?" Zhao Xuan sneered.

"Five thousand men want to break through my camp? That's simply wishful thinking!"

"But... General... our... our food..."

The deputy general reminded.

"What are you afraid of!" Zhao Xuan wiped the rain off his face, and saliva splashed out.

"After we kill Lu Yan and take over Shannan Prefecture, are you still worried that our brothers won't have enough to eat?"

"Everyone, cheer up! Hold on, wealth and glory are just around the corner!"

He drew his sword, and the blade reflected a cold light in the rainy night.

"Follow me! Kill all those bastards from Shannan Prefecture!"

Zhao Xuan's roar echoed in the rain, like the roar of a trapped beast.

Although the morale of the Beixiang soldiers was low and their army was divided, they dared not disobey the orders of their commander.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Zhao Xuan out of the tent.

The heavy rain blurred their vision and washed away the fear in their hearts.

They gripped their swords tightly, trudged through the mud, and rushed towards the fire.

However, what greeted them was not the imagined victory, but the fire from hell.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The deafening gunshots tore through the tranquility of the rainy night, with flickering flames and thick smoke.

The musketeers of Shannan Prefecture had already been on full alert, and dense bullets poured out like a rainstorm.

In an instant, the Beixiang soldiers who were rushing in the front were beaten into a sieve.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" After several loud noises.

The earth shook violently, and flames rising into the sky illuminated the entire battlefield.

Lu Yan's bomb was like the god of death, exploding in the Beixiang army's formation.

Broken limbs and arms were flying everywhere, and screams were heard one after another.

Zhao Xuan never dreamed that Lu Yan's army would be so powerful.

All he brought were ordinary soldiers armed with cold weapons.

How can we withstand the bombardment of muskets and bombs?

"Back off! Back off!"

Zhao Xuan shouted at the top of his lungs.

But his voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

The Beixiang soldiers were in chaos, fleeing in all directions like headless flies.

They threw away their weapons and armor, fell in the mud, got up, and fell again.

Let the rain wash away the blood and dirt on their bodies.

"General! We...we are surrounded!"

The deputy general, covered in blood, stumbled to Zhao Xuan and shouted in horror.

Zhao Xuan looked around and saw countless soldiers from Shannan Prefecture rushing in from all directions in the firelight.

The muskets in their hands flashed with golden light, like the scythes in the hands of the god of death.

It's over, it's over!

Zhao Xuan felt despair in his heart.

He never imagined that he would be defeated so completely and miserably.

"Lu Yan! You despicable villain! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Zhao Xuan roared to the sky, his eyes filled with resentment and hatred.

"Hey, isn't this General Zhao?"

A teasing voice came from not far away.

Zhao Xuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lu Yan riding a tall horse, slowly walking out of the firelight.

He was followed by Lu Fei, Zhang Xun, Han Sheng and other generals.

Everyone looked relaxed, as if this war was just a game.

"Lu Yan! You...you..."

Zhao Xuan pointed at Lu Yan, shaking with anger, but unable to utter a word.

Lu Yan looked down at Zhao Xuan with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Zhao Xuan, you lost, so what? Why are you so angry? Know what's good for you and kneel down in surrender!"

"If I'm in a good mood, I might even spare your life!"

"Lu Yan! You despicable villain! How can you be so brave as to attack by surprise? If you have the guts, come at me openly!"

Zhao Xuan roared at the top of his lungs.

The rain washed away the blood on his face, making him look even more hideous.

Several generals of the Beixiang State behind him also started clamoring.

"That's right! He's only capable of scheming and plotting, how can he be called a hero?"

A bearded general spat and glared at Lu Yan viciously.

"Let me go if you dare, let's fight one-on-one!"

Another short and fat general shouted in a hoarse voice while struggling to get up from the ground.

"You bastard, you dare to insult my master! You're courting death!"

Li Kui was holding the toothed tiger that Lu Yan had given him. The toothed tiger was as docile as a kitten in his hands.

It forms a sharp contrast with its ferocious appearance.

He rushed over in a few steps, too lazy to talk nonsense, and attacked left and right.

A few punches hit the guys hard, making them cry for their parents.

On a rainy night, the sound of bones breaking was particularly clear.

The few bastards from Beixiang State who were shouting just now were instantly defeated.

The brains were scattered all over the ground and the scene was extremely bloody.

The warm blood splashed on Zhao Xuan's face, and the boy was stunned.

His eyes almost popped out of his head as he stared at the murderous man in front of him.

I dared not even breathe!

The rest of the Beixiang soldiers were even more frightened.

Everyone was silent, fearing that Li Kui's next target would be them.

Li Kui clenched his fists, his joints crackling, as if he was still not satisfied.

His eyes swept over the remaining Beixiang generals.

"Who mentioned a one-on-one duel? Huh?"

He glanced at the remaining generals of Beixiang State, with an attitude of "Who dares to speak?"

Several Beixiang soldiers were frightened and turned pale.

Trembling, he pointed at his companion who was already dead on the ground.

"Brother, you're...there..."

Seeing this, Lu Yan smiled slightly and then said:

"Xiao Kui, that's enough. Don't kill them all. It's a waste of resources."

Li Kui then withdrew his hand in disappointment, retreated behind Lu Yan, and stood there like a good boy.

Lu Yan rode on his horse, looking down at Zhao Xuan with a nonchalant tone:

"General Zhao, all is fair in war. Winning and losing are normal. Why are you so angry?"

Hearing this, the anger in Zhao Xuan's eyes immediately disappeared, leaving only a bitter smile.

That's right. He has been a soldier all his life. How could he not understand the intricacies of leading troops in battle?

He just couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept that he had lost so badly!

"I was careless," Zhao Xuan sighed.

"I admit defeat to you. But... I have a question for you."

"Ask." Lu Yan was very frugal with his words.

"Why do you, a small Shannan Prefecture, have such unheard-of weapons?"

Zhao Xuan pointed at the battlefield in the distance where smoke was still rising, his eyes full of confusion.

He rolled his eyes and asked again:

"Where did you get these weapons?"

"This general has fought on the battlefield for so many years, and has never seen such sophisticated weapons!"

"Also, your army is well-trained and disciplined. It doesn't look like a local army at all!"