Chapter 436: Trapped and Surrendered a Country

He Lingchuan closed his eyes and bowed his head silently.

This was not the first comrade he had sent away, and certainly would not be the last.

They all shed their blood on the land of a foreign land.

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After the sweep of this area, all members of the Broken Blade Squad were injured, but to varying degrees.

Because He Lingchuan led the way, he encountered danger the most times, and twice he was almost KO'd and sent out of the dream.

The price was a hole in his ribs and his right ear was cut off. In comparison, other skin injuries were not worth mentioning.

When A Luo sewed his ear, he hissed in pain.

"What are you yelling for!" A Luo's face was dark, and there was a cloth wrapped around his forehead. "Can you just rush into such a big dark room?"

"I just want to make a feint attack on you?" He Lingchuan grinned, knowing that he was much braver in the soul land than in reality, and his moves were bigger, "Where's the Shituo powder? Give me some painkillers!"

Even in the Dafang Pot, every battle is a rare trial opportunity. He has to explore his own fighting style and rhythm.

If you are not brave here, when will you be brave?

"You can't use it too much. That thing is addictive." A Luo said seriously, "You have used it too much recently. You can bear it if you can. It's not like you will break your hands or legs."

Fortunately, this kind of clearing battle soon became sporadic. By the afternoon of the fifth day, the Panlong Army basically controlled the entire Xiqi capital.

If General Hong used the method of collective responsibility to suppress and kill, the speed would be much faster.

This is also a common method in many siege battles, but it loses the favorability of the people.

In the meantime, the Xijue Palace sent troops out of the city several times, hoping to cooperate with these scattered troops, but they were all repelled by the Dafeng Army waiting outside the palace.

After several losses in battle, the Xijue Palace did not dare to go out on its own and just stayed inside.

After all, the casualties each time ranged from hundreds to more than 1,100 or 2,000, but they could not break through, which was a bit costly.

Just as Hu Yanzhao was living like a year, the Xijue Palace was besieged for ten days.

The reinforcements he repeatedly claimed to his subjects did not even see a shadow.

And the territory promised to him by General Hong was reduced by one third compared with the previous one.

Hu Yanzhao was upset.

The palace was strong and well-stocked, and there were wells everywhere. In particular, the grain storage was prepared according to the specifications of 3,000 people holding out for 40 days. When his old man built it according to this rule, a bunch of ministers opposed it and said it was too wasteful.

Now it seems that the old man is wise.

However, no matter how wise the old man was, he could not resist the 13,000 people who came in, more than four times the number.

More people means more food.

So many people were crowded in the city and could not get out, and they had to eat and drink all day long, which made Hu Yanzhao's heart bleed.

The worst thing was that there was a serious shortage of medicine.

There were more than 4,000 wounded in the palace, more than 900 seriously injured, and 200 to 300 died a few days ago due to insufficient medicine or improper rescue.

There were complaints in the palace and morale was low.

Moreover, there was a terrible trouble that the old monarch had not expected:

human and animal feces and urine.

More than 13,000 people and more than 2,000 war horses, together, were a full-powered feces-making machine.

In the past, there was a special night fragrance team in the palace, which had to transport feces outside the city every day, but now they could not get out.

Hu Yanzhao asked the soldiers to throw feces and urine out of the city gate and throw them at the Panlong Army.

But after more than a dozen people were shot and killed, the soldiers were no longer willing to do so.

It is too, too unworthy to risk one's life to dump feces and urine, not to mention the process of collecting them. It is better to find a corner in the palace city...

Therefore, the palace is full of bloody smells, mosquitoes and flies are flying everywhere, and the mood of the Xiqiao people is getting lower and lower.

Now He Lingchuan is sitting on the roof of a house with Liu Tiao, Hu Min and others, eating chicken while looking at the palace city not far away.

"The lights on the gate tower are all off." Hu Min smiled, "It seems that they have started to save even the oil lamps."

The Broken Blade Team performed well in the Dragon Throat Pass mission. In addition to the normal military merit rewards, He Lingchuan also got two roast chickens a day for his teammates from the quartermaster. Tonight, we have nothing to do, so we gathered together to eat a whole chicken feast, with water instead of wine.

The door panel laughed and said, "When the wind changes, the stench in the palace will drift out, and no one wants to get close. I wonder how the people of Xiqiu can sleep with their heads on shit all day long?"

Liu Tiao stretched out her finger and pinched a cross on his waist: "We are eating, why are you talking about such a disgusting topic!"

Hu Min also said, "I heard that there were deserters in the palace these days. Some were shot dead on the spot, and a few successfully slipped over to surrender. General Hong asked them to sit in front of the palace gate to eat meat and drink wine for the people in the city to see. One sat too close and ate too much, and was shot dead again."

Liu Tiao asked him, "You have been in the Dafeng Army the longest. Did the siege last so long in the past?"

"Ah, some are long and some are short." Hu Min thought for a while, "The longest time, we besieged the city for more than 40 days before we took it down."

Liu Tiao said "Oh", and then stopped asking.

He Lingchuan gnawed a chicken leg. He was the only one here who had participated in the pre-war meeting of the Gan Ge Hall, so he basically knew what General Hong was thinking.

"The old king of Xiqie used the income of the capital for many years to build the palace into an iron barrel, which is really easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is said that there are more than ten layers of defensive arrays." He explained to his men, "If you really want to attack it by force, you may have to sacrifice human lives. Therefore, General Hong wants to siege instead of attack, in order to win at the lowest cost."

Is that all? General Hong and Zhong Shengguang are not in a hurry, and there are obviously more considerations.

And He Lingchuan also had his own questions:

Why didn't General Hong use the Three Corpse Worms to attack Xijue Kingdom this time?

He heard Hu Min talk about the experience of retaking Weicheng last time. The guarding Baling Army suddenly went crazy and counterattacked their own people. It was obviously the Three Corpse Worms showing their power.

But this time the raid mission is more important than retaking Weicheng. Why is there no trace of the Three Corpse Worms on the battlefield?

This thing is not afraid of Yuanli, and is not even affected by ordinary magic. It is one of General Hong's trump cards.

Why did she still use stupid and slow methods to besiege and force Hu Yanzhao and his ministers to land?

He Lingchuan had a strange idea:

Is it because it can't be used?

He once asked Sun Fuping a question:

Since the Panlong Army blessed by the Dafang Pot is so powerful, why didn't they kill all the way back to Xiluo Kingdom, but were trapped in the Panlong Wasteland?

Sun Fuping didn't have an answer either.

Instead, the black dragon in the illusion of the Panlong ruins gave them a sentence:

You can't take it away. Dafanghu is Panlong City, and Panlong City is Dafanghu, and they have long been connected. Not to mention humans, even gods cannot take it away.

And Xijue Country has left the scope of Panlong Wasteland. Is it because it is beyond the service area, so the three corpse worms from Dafanghu cannot be brought here?

If General Hong and Zhong Shengguang cannot take Dafanghu away, then this trip to Xijue...

Thinking about the negotiations between General Hong and Hu Yanzhao in the past few days, He Lingchuan always feels a little strange. She has always been decisive in killing. When will she give people so many chances?

He Lingchuan frowned.

Five more days passed.

The Panlong Army did not waste time. It had already allocated several troops to occupy the entire territory of Xijue and reduce the pressure of fighting in the capital.

During this period, more and more Xijue soldiers escaped from the palace in the capital. They were willing to risk being shot by the governor to escape, because the food in the palace was not enough for a long time, and because of low morale and declining Yuanli, the tall palace walls began to spread the epidemic.

The palace was short of medicine, and now it is even worse. Even if ordinary soldiers are infected, they have no chance of treatment.

It is better to risk your life and escape, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Five days later, even Hu Yanzhao himself was a little confused.

The eyes of the soldiers were completely different from those twenty days ago. If there were no confidants who protected him tightly, there would have been a mutiny in the palace.

Suddenly, a rider rushed to the city and shouted: "Hu Yan, come out quickly, your reinforcements are coming!"

The guards on the city were startled and looked down, only to see a big man riding a horse back and forth under the city, holding a long spear high in his hand, carrying a bunch of messy heads, at least five or six, with hair all tied together.

This big man was General Nan Ke.

He shouted seven or eight times, and became impatient. Hu Yanzhao, with a pale face, climbed up to the city gate tower. He looked down and felt dizzy:

The string of heads hanging on General Nan Ke’s gun were the generals of the Nanping garrison. From top to bottom, the order was correct.

He had been cheering everyone in the city, saying that reinforcements would come sooner or later.

Now the reinforcements did come, but not in the way they expected.

With a "dang", the long knife in the hand of a soldier on the city fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

No one paid attention to him.

General Nan Ke looked at Hu Yanzhao and smiled, "Our General Hong will give you one last chance. If you surrender now, you can still be a marquis south of the Lugua River. Otherwise--" He raised his long gun again, "Next year, this day will be the anniversary of all of you!"

Lugua River? Hu Yanzhao's lips trembled a few times.

Now the territory promised to him by General Hong is less than a quarter of the original.

If I had known this earlier, if I had known this earlier...

General Nan Ke said again: "By the way, since Hu Yanzhao is stubborn, who in your city can take off his head and offer it to you? You will be rewarded!"

There was a gasp in the city.

If Hu Yanzhao's head is cut off, not only will he not be trapped in the city, continue to starve, and sleep next to a dung heap, but he can also go to the south of Lugua River to be a marquis with clothes and food provided for him?

Even Hu Yanzhao's confidants looked at their master with flickering eyes.

It's really that the days in the city have been too difficult these days, and the new monarch has no means to properly solve it.

Hu Yanzhao only felt that the eyes cast on him were full of malice, like a wolf staring at a sheep, like a cat looking at a fish...

It's also like a living person looking at a dead person.

If he had reacted a little slower, this group of people might have torn him alive in the next second.

"Wait..." Hu Yanzhao saw someone in the back row holding up a spear towards him, and without caring about anything else, he shouted, "I surrender, I surrender!"

He was safe after he shouted "surrender" first.

This guy was smart, and General Nan Ke was overjoyed: "Then what are you waiting for, open the city gate!"