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Just as the Northern Sheng army was approaching the city gate step by step, a shout of "Charge out!" was heard from inside the city, and a large number of Western Rong soldiers riding tall horses suddenly rushed out of the city.

They were all clad in armor and wielding weapons, charging menacingly towards the Northern Sheng army.

"Grenade team, get ready!" Qiao Tinghao shouted, gripping a megaphone tightly in his hand, his voice echoing across the battlefield.

The twenty members of the sharpshooter team quickly stepped forward, their waists densely covered with more than a dozen hand grenades, and they also tightly gripped two in their hands.

At this moment, the Western Rong army was approaching with overwhelming force, the sound of hooves echoing through the sky and raising clouds of dust.

Meanwhile, the grenade team members nimbly rode on the back of their companions' motorcycles, which gleamed with a metallic sheen in the sunlight, making them particularly dazzling.

"Third Prince, look at what those people from Beisheng are riding? And their clothes are very strange too." Yu Da and Zhou Kuan stood on the city wall again, and Yu Da pointed to the strange objects that were the vanguard of Beisheng.

Zhou Kuan ignored Yu Da's question and instead looked seriously at the Beisheng army in the distance.

As they drew closer to the Western Rong army, the team members did not hesitate to simultaneously pull off the caps on the grenades, and then, with all their might, hurled the grenades into the ranks of the Western Rong soldiers.

In an instant, grenades flew through the air in arcs, falling like meteors.

At the same time, the motorcycle, like lightning, roared away and sped off towards the camp.

When the soldiers of Xirong saw these speeding motorcycles for the first time, their faces immediately showed an expression of extreme surprise.

They stared wide-eyed at these novel objects they had never seen before, their hearts filled with shock and bewilderment.

They couldn't understand how this seemingly insignificant lump of iron could run much faster than the horses they rode.

Just as the Western Rong soldiers were stunned and at a loss by the sudden appearance of the motorcycles, the grenades had already fallen into their ranks.

However, it was only at this moment that they realized the danger was approaching, but it was already too late.

A series of deafening explosions rang out in succession.

"boom……"

"boom……"

"boom……"

Suddenly, flames shot into the sky not far from the city gate, thick smoke billowed, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

The soldiers of the Western Rong were blown up and their horses were thrown about, their screams echoing everywhere.

The originally orderly charging formation was instantly thrown into chaos by the explosion. Some soldiers were blown to pieces, while others were seriously injured and collapsed to the ground, their blood staining large areas of the land.

The entire battlefield was plunged into a scene of utter carnage.

The grenades intercepted some of the people, but some warhorses that managed to escape the bombs were thrown off their backs due to the shock of the grenades. The frightened horses ran around in all directions, trampling many of their own people from the Western Rong Kingdom, while some of them charged directly towards the Northern Sheng Army.

Zhou Kuan saw from the city wall that his own army had suffered heavy casualties before even engaging the enemy, and some were even dismembered before they could understand what was happening.

"General Weining, retreat quickly! Let them retreat first!" Zhou Kuan shouted.

"Third Prince, no. If the Northern Sheng army comes again, we will lose even more men," Yu Da refused.

"If this continues, we'll suffer even more casualties. Get people to evacuate first!" Zhou Kuan shouted at Yu Da again.

"No, we can't retreat," Yu Da insisted again.

Seeing that he was not obeying orders, Zhou Kuan drew his sword and held it to Yu Da's neck.

From the moment they began arguing by the city wall, they had already been targeted by Liu Ziyun.

"Instructor, I request permission to snipe that guy from earlier. The two arguing there should be their leaders," Liu Ziyun called Qiao Tinghao on his phone.

"Okay, I'll arrange for Zuo Yi to work with you to snipe those two people there! Let's do it again, capture the leader first." Qiao Tinghao said into the phone.

“Okay, I’ll let you know once I’ve found a spot and everything is ready,” Liu Ziyun said.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Ziyun carried his sniper rifle to a nearby high vantage point to find a good position.

After receiving the mission, Qiao Zuoyi quickly found a suitable location.

After receiving instructions from Qiao Tinghao, the two simultaneously fired at Zhou Kuan and Yu Da.

The two people who were arguing suddenly collapsed and died without realizing it.

Just as the two men fell, Zhou Heng and Zhou Yi stepped onto the city wall.

"Third brother, third brother..." The two shouted hoarsely, staggering as they rushed toward Zhou Kuan who had fallen to the ground, then pounced on him and tightly embraced his lifeless body.

However, no matter how desperately they called out or shook him, Zhou Kuan remained as if asleep, offering no response whatsoever.

To their horror, they discovered a shocking, gaping hole between Zhou Kuan's eyebrows, from which blood was gushing out and flowing down his face and neck.

"Brother, what kind of terrifying weapon is this? How could it kill my third brother so silently?" Zhou Yi looked at Zhou Kuan's corpse with a trembling voice, his face full of fear and disbelief.

Zhou Heng's face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water. He stared intently at the bloody hole and slowly said, "Second brother, in this situation, we absolutely cannot stay on this city wall any longer, otherwise we will easily become the target of the enemy's attack."

"Then we have to leave quickly!" Zhou Yi nodded without hesitation.

After saying that, he grabbed Zhou Heng's hand and turned to rush down the city wall.

As he reached the top of the stairs, he turned back and roared at Zhou Kuan's guards, who were still standing there dumbfounded: "What are you idiots standing there for? Hurry up and carry your master's body downstairs and make proper arrangements!"

Only then did the guards snap out of their daze.

Just moments before the bullets flew by, they only felt a sharp gust of wind whistling past, but before they could even see what it was, their master's brow was struck directly.

Meanwhile, Yu Da's body was quickly carried away from the scene by other soldiers.

"Lieutenant General! Where is the lieutenant general? Someone come quickly and tell your lieutenant general to come downstairs and find us immediately!" Zhou Yi shouted again, his voice hoarse.

His slightly anxious and fearful voice echoed in the empty city tower, lingering for a long time.

The two brothers, supporting each other, staggered and unsteady as they descended the city wall.

Their legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and each step seemed to require all their strength.

Fear was ever-present, causing their hearts to race and even their breathing to become rapid and disordered.

"Brother! Look at how aggressively Bei Sheng is coming this time. In my opinion, it won't be long before they break through the city gates and storm into the city."

"Shouldn't we hurry back to the palace to report to Father Emperor and ask him to evacuate the capital as soon as possible?" Zhou Yi said, collapsing weakly to the ground, as if he had instantly lost all strength and support, like a deflated balloon.

“No, Second Brother! When we came out, Father said that if we couldn’t defend the city gate, none of us brothers would need to return to the palace to report.” Zhou Heng replied with a face full of dejection. His originally resolute face was now filled with despair and helplessness, and he looked as listless as a frostbitten eggplant.

Upon hearing the words of the eldest prince, Zhou Heng, Zhou Yi's face turned ashen, his eyes vacant and lifeless. He muttered to himself repeatedly, "Alas... it seems we truly will never have the chance to see our children again..."

These words were like a curse, constantly swirling and echoing in his mind, leaving him feeling utterly hopeless.

"This humble general, Qin Dakai, pays his respects to the First Prince and the Second Prince! May I ask why Your Highnesses have summoned me here?" Qin Dakai stepped forward quickly, bowed respectfully to the two princes, and asked with a face full of doubt and eagerness.

Standing at the front, the eldest prince Zhou Heng stared intently at Qin Dakai and said with a serious expression, "Deputy General Qin, your General Weining has unfortunately passed away. Now, the overall situation of defending the city can only be entrusted to you. Are you confident in taking on this heavy responsibility?"

Upon hearing this news, Qin Dakai's heart trembled, but he quickly regained his composure, knelt down, and firmly replied, "This humble general will fight with all his might, even if it means dying on the battlefield, to defend the city gate to the death. Please rest assured, Your Highness and Second Prince!"

Zhou Heng nodded slightly, a hint of approval on his face. He then waved his hand and said, "Alright, then go quickly! If you encounter any difficult decisions, come here anytime to discuss them with us."

After saying that, he gestured for Qin Dakai to get up and leave.

However, at this moment, most of the soldiers of the Western Rong outside the city were still kept in the dark and did not know that their beloved General Weining had been killed.

When Deputy General Qin Dakai hurriedly came out to take charge of the overall situation, he discovered that some soldiers were not obeying his commands.

Some even ignored his orders, which infuriated Qin Dakai. He felt as if he was about to explode with anger, and he cursed inwardly that these people were ignorant of the bigger picture and military affairs.

But with a formidable enemy at hand, he had no time to get entangled with these people. He could only suppress his anger and rack his brains to figure out how to restore military discipline and regain control of the situation.

The war outside the city gates continued fiercely, with shouts and explosions rising and falling, deafeningly loud.

Looking at the situation before him, Qin Dakai saw an extremely bizarre state, as if the battle had become a one-sided massacre by the Beisheng side.

The soldiers of the Western Rong surged out of the city gate like a tide, only to be shot down by those things that made a "rat-a-tat-tat" sound. The soldiers of the Northern Sheng, on the other hand, were as impenetrable as a wall of copper and iron, and not a single one of them was injured or killed from beginning to end.

Qin Dakai stood on high ground, his face solemn as he watched the battlefield.

He frowned, silently pondering his next strategy.

Suddenly, he swung his arm and shouted, "Quickly, pass on my order: send another five thousand elite troops into battle! Today, we must break through the Beisheng defense line in one fell swoop!"

Just then, Captain Yang Qiang, who had been following Qin Dakai, hurriedly stepped forward to try to stop him.

Yang Qiang looked anxious and hurriedly shouted, "General Qin, you mustn't! It's not the best policy for us to send troops out again now. Please hold back for the time being and wait for a better opportunity!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Dakai flew into a rage.

He turned his head, glared fiercely at Yang Qiang, and shouted angrily, "Hmph! In my opinion, the weapons of the Northern Sheng Kingdom must have been almost exhausted by now."

This is the perfect opportunity for us to strike back, so why are you stopping me? Could it be... you're a spy for Bei Sheng?

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiang turned pale with fright, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

He kowtowed repeatedly, crying out to Qin Dakai, "General Qin, please calm down! General Qin, please calm down. This humble general is utterly loyal to the Western Rong and has no other intentions whatsoever."

The reason I advised you against this, General, was because I was worried that such an action would put us in an even more passive position. It was by no means an attempt to collude with Bei Sheng. I urge General Qin to investigate thoroughly!

Qin Dakai completely ignored Yang Qiang beside him and hurriedly ordered his men to send five thousand soldiers out on another expedition.

To further inspire his soldiers' fighting spirit, he strode forward without hesitation to the huge war drum, gripped the drumsticks tightly with both hands, and began to strike it vigorously, sending out bursts of exciting and resounding attack signals.

Upon hearing the deafening sound of the war drums, Wang Dezhu and other generals immediately shouted orders, commanding their well-trained archers to quickly take their positions.

They were on high alert, and if any enemy dared to approach, they would not hesitate to draw their bows and shoot deadly arrows.

Of course, not far in front of these archers, there was a group of sharpshooters wielding submachine guns. With each crisp gunshot, bullets rained down on the army of the Northern Sheng Kingdom.

Behind the archers was a well-equipped cavalry unit.

They held electric batons crackling with electricity in their hands, riding tall and mighty warhorses, exuding an imposing aura.

Looking further back, there were cavalrymen wielding sharp spears, each one looking heroic and full of high morale.

However, despite Qin Dakai's thorough preparations, when he witnessed his own soldiers charging bravely once again outside the city gates, they were still mercilessly crushed and attacked by the Northern Sheng Kingdom's army.

Seeing this, Qin Dakai was furious and couldn't help but curse: "We've been feeding and taking good care of you people, hoping that you can kill enemies and make contributions on the battlefield and bring glory to our country!"

But when it came to actual warfare, you were all so weak and incompetent, so utterly vulnerable! You're simply a bunch of useless trash! Trash!

Ruan Mumu stood beside Qiao Tinghao, looking into the distance, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are we ready to attack? Do you think the Western Rong's palace will have a lot of gold and silver treasures?"

"Now that we've captured the Western Rong's palace, I want half of its treasures. Is that acceptable?"