Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Four pieces of good news arrived from the North Gate, and cheers erupted throughout Green Chang City.

They won their first match.

Zheng Qian's victory was a powerful boost and a reassurance, filling everyone with hope for the city defense.

Mounting his warhorse, Zheng Qian pointed his heavy sword at the 30,000 Red Turban soldiers.

"Who else?"

Quiet, the entire battlefield was completely silent.

The top fighter at the North Gate was killed, two lieutenants were instantly dispatched, and a thrown spear impaled five soldiers and sent many others flying. This feat completely stunned the 30,000 men.

"Who else?"

He Yanqiang shouted on the wall, and then more than a thousand people followed suit.

"Who else?"

A loud voice resounded through the sky, dispelling the fear in everyone's hearts, and they looked forward to the war to come.

Craving, bloodlust.

A minute passed, and the Red Turban Army remained silent, with no one daring to engage in battle. Zheng Qian was very satisfied with this.

Clang.

He sheathed his heavy sword and shouted, "I'm waiting for you!"

When Zheng Qian returned to the city wall, he became the focus of everyone's attention.

The strong inspire respect and awe.

Jumping to the top of the city wall, Zheng Qian began to boost morale.

"Brothers, war is cruel, but we must believe that justice will ultimately prevail over evil. Each and every one of us is an important force in this just war, and your courage and resilience are key to victory. In this war, we are not isolated individuals, but a united whole."

Only by working together can we defeat the enemy. Please trust your comrades, trust our Changwu Army, we will definitely overcome this difficulty together…”

Upon receiving the good news, Qin Yong, Jin Jindao, and He Zuowen gave motivational speeches almost simultaneously, boosting morale across the four departments.

The Second Battalion of the Red Turban Army galloped towards the North West Gate on horseback as Zheng Qian entered the city.

Second Battalion Commander Li Cheng sent a messenger to deliver a message, and then arranged for two teams of soldiers to carry the bodies of the three highest-ranking commanders of the First Battalion back.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will be appointed as the highest-ranking commander.

This is an opportunity to demonstrate your leadership abilities.

Three minutes later, the Red Turban Army leader received news of the deaths of Chen Angqing and his two brothers. He stood quietly, gazing towards the North Gate.

Five hundred scouts entered the city, but only two of them left with the farmers yesterday. The rest were all wiped out. The two scouts only participated in transporting radium stones to the east gate and drew a small section of the defense map for the east gate, so their contribution was minimal.

When did a highly accomplished person emerge from Lvchang County?

This was thanks to Zheng Qian. Everyone involved in the defense work had to be divided into small teams, and each team could only participate in one task. They could not interfere with each other's work, and they were not allowed to leave the designated area.

Anyone who tries to leave the area and gather information is definitely a spy; take them to an alley and kill them.

This method only allowed two cowardly, treacherous Japanese spies to escape, so the Red Turban Army leaders did not obtain any useful information.

At that moment, a cavalryman galloped in from afar.

"Report: The cavalry battalion has completed the clearing of the area within a five-mile radius and has not found any enemy outposts or reinforcements."

A deep, resonant male voice came from behind the mask, "Order Li Cheng to take the North Gate within three hours and capture its commander alive. As for the other three gates, focus on harassment and encirclement, and launch a general offensive only after receiving the order."

"Yes."

Three minutes later, Li Cheng received orders to capture the North Gate within three hours. From the time the order was sent to the time they received a reply, it took them six minutes. In contrast, the order from Lüchang County could be relayed between the four gates in less than twenty seconds—this is the difference in information warfare.

For the Red Turban Army, sending messages by horseback was an unimpeded and the fastest way to communicate.

Li Cheng was radiant; the deaths of the three Chen brothers had brought him greater power, and he was delighted. He needed to win this battle decisively to gain the leader's favor.

Li Cheng's idea was to take the North Gate in one fell swoop.

30,000 against 1,000, a sure win.

All the generals were summoned to the Second Battalion's accounting office, where they discussed tactics using a map.

"The catapults will advance five hundred zhang. The first battalion will be the first echelon and take the lead in the attack. The archers of the third battalion will press back and shoot down any soldiers who show their faces. The fourth battalion will control the battering rams to break through the gate. The brothers of the other battalions will follow behind and fill in any gaps. The second battalion will act as the supervisory team. Anyone who dares to disobey orders will be shot on sight. We will definitely take the north gate in one fell swoop and enter Lvchang City."

dong dong...

The war drums thundered, and the battle flags fluttered in the wind.

The Red Turban Army surged forward like a tide, their heads adorned with red turbans, their hands wielding spears and arrows, their steps firm and powerful. To the rhythm of the war drums, the soldiers marched in orderly ranks, inching closer to the city wall. Their faces were etched with determination, their eyes gleaming with a burning desire for victory.

At the forefront of the column were heavily armored generals, mounted on tall horses, wielding spears or swords, directing the army's advance. Every glance and every movement of theirs revealed calmness and decisiveness; they were the anchors of the soldiers' hearts.

As the army approached, the defenders on the city walls grew tense. They kept their eyes fixed on the enemy below, their bows and swords ready to be drawn.

Below the city, the Red Turban Army's siege equipment, including ladders, battering rams, and catapults, were in place and about to reach the range of the Changwu Army's arrows.

Second Battalion Commander Li Cheng rode his warhorse out at breakneck speed. When he reached the front, he drew his sword with a clang and shouted the Red Turban Army's attack slogan.

With unwavering loyalty and courage, we are determined to conquer the city.

Thirty thousand people shouted in unison, "With unwavering loyalty, we will surely break through the city!"

This was a cry of conviction, and the soldiers' morale was completely ignited.

"kill."

With Li Cheng's shout, the Red Turban Army sped up and launched a fierce attack.

On the city wall, the Changwu army also tensed up. But when they saw the people sitting above, they calmed down, gripped their bows and swords tightly, and prepared to attack.

Zheng Qian sat in the highest position, quietly watching the Red Turban Army launch its attack. He had handed over full command to He Yanqiang.

His current role is that of a war supervisor and the strongest support force. He will not take action unless absolutely necessary, as the supreme commander.

This is war. When the supreme leader is confident, the soldiers are confident; when the supreme leader is timid, the soldiers are timid.

At the north gate, Wu Gang and Zhang Tiezhu each led fifty brothers from Wu Family Village to guard both sides of the city wall; they were now the support team.

All one thousand Changwu soldiers hid behind the city walls, and two hundred archers had already drawn their bows, waiting for the order to attack.

The first rank of Red Turban soldiers had already entered the archers' firing range, but He Yanqiang still didn't give the order; he was waiting. Only when the first rank of soldiers reached the city walls and the Red Turban archers were within range did he issue the order to attack.

"Archers, target 30 meters away, enemy archers, fire!"

Whoosh...

A volley of arrows rained down, inflicting heavy casualties on the Red Turban Army archers.

Just then, the first platoon of Red Turban Army soldiers had already erected ladders, preparing to climb them and storm the city wall. The battering rams were also about to arrive at the city gate, and the vanguard soldiers began clearing obstacles in front of the gate. At that moment, He Yanqiang issued the order for the second attack.

"Oil, pour it out."

Basins of kerosene poured down from above the city walls, like fiery dragons descending from the sky, exploding below the city.

"what……"

"Help me, help me!"

"It's so hot, it hurts so much..."

If someone was doused with kerosene, they could not extinguish the fire without jumping into deep water and would be burned alive. Wherever the kerosene touched, nothing grew; those in front retreated while those behind rushed forward, and many were trampled to death.

The crash site was given special attention, with flames erupting within a five-meter radius, and no one dared to approach it.

The oil could not stop the Red Turban Army's advance. The soldiers in front were pushed forward by the soldiers behind, stepping over the oil and climbing up like monkeys.

The battering rams began to slowly advance, violently slamming against the city gate with deafening roars. Catapults hurled boulders and fireballs at the city walls and the Changwu army.

In an instant, flames soared into the sky, smoke billowed, and the aroma of meat filled the air, both on and below the city walls.