The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1710: 834 War God Jiaojiao ( 1)

Chapter 1710: 834 War God Jiaojiao (Chapter 1)

“General Changwei!”

A member of the Nangong rebel army who witnessed the scene cried out in shock.

The cavalry of the Hei Feng Camp seized the opportunity to shout loudly.

“General Changwei is dead!”

“General Changwei was killed by the commander of the Hei Feng Camp!”

“Brothers! Their undefeated general has already died at the hands of our young commander! Everyone charge! Kill this gang of rebels!”

The morale of the Hei Feng Camp continued to soar. Even though everyone was on the brink of collapsing from exhaustion, they clenched their teeth tightly, preventing the Nangong rebels from seeing even the slightest hint of fatigue.

The surrounding Nangong rebels witnessed Changwei’s assassination firsthand, and those who couldn’t see from afar didn’t matter because Gu Jiao directly skewered the man with a spear, hanging him high in the air.

“This is your General Changwei! He has lost his life at my hands!”

The youthful voice was filled with killing intent, resounding through the deafening battlefield.

General Changwei had never been defeated, yet now he fell to the hands of an inexperienced young man!

The boy’s battle armor shimmered in the silver-white moonlight.

Everyone was momentarily dazed, as if… a new generation of war god had been born after Xuanyuan Li!

The Nangong rebel army’s morale was already extremely low, and General Changwei’s defeat became the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

In front were the Xuanyuan cavalry wielding slaughter knives; behind was the invisible cutting wall of Snow Silk. Some soldiers, in terror and panic, jumped into the lake.

But as soon as people jumped in, the arrows from Cheng Fugui and others shot over like taking souls. Within a few breaths, the lake surface was awash with blood.

The massive battlefield had become a slaughterhouse for the Hei Feng Camp, with each Nangong rebel soldier turned into a lamb awaiting slaughter. More tragically, they were leaderless, their morale plummeted, and had long lost the will to resist.

They could only wait for death in despair.

“Brothers! Even in death, we must take one with us! Let these Hei Feng riders die with us!”

Some were indeed bold enough.

But Gu Jiao wouldn’t give them the chance to take the Hei Feng riders with them to the grave.

Gu Jiao shouted sternly, “Surrender, and you won’t be killed! If anyone resists stubbornly, kill without mercy!”

These words, without a doubt, offered the rebels a single path to life amidst despair.

One of them threw down the weapon in his hand.

Soon, there was a second one.

Shortly after, a third appeared.

Who would willingly choose death when given the choice of surrender or death?

Gu Jiao instructed the cavalry beside him, “Seize their chariots!”

The night was not over yet.

…

At the City Lord’s Residence, the Nangong family head was about to retire for the night when an urgent report came from scouts outside the courtyard: “City Lord—it’s not good—not good—”

The Nangong family head frowned, donned an outer robe, and walked out of the house. Seeing the scout tumble into the courtyard in a state of panic, he said in a deep voice, “What happened that has you in such a frenzy? Is there no discipline left?”

The scout looked at the Nangong family head with tear-filled eyes, “City Lord! General Changwei… General Changwei…”

The Nangong family head’s eyes darkened, “What about General Changwei?”

The scout wiped his tears and said in a choked voice, “General Changwei was killed by the Hei Feng Camp’s commander!”

“What?” The Nangong family head’s face changed dramatically. He stared blankly for a long moment before speaking in utter disbelief, “Did you make a mistake? How could General Changwei die at the hands of a young boy!”

This was quite an arrogant statement. Was that young boy an ordinary boy? He killed Nangong Li and captured Nangong Ze alive. How was it strange that General Changwei fell to him?

However, the scout understood that the Nangong family head was not questioning the one-on-one ability. After all, this was a war, and the Nangong family had an absolute advantage in military strength. How could they easily lose?

Moreover, General Changwei claimed to have a way to deal with Hei Feng riders—

The scout said anxiously, “City Lord, I didn’t make a mistake! This matter is absolutely true. Xiao Liulang killed General Changwei, and tens of thousands of troops have become captives! Xiao Liulang seized our chariots and is rushing toward our East City Gate! City Lord! Let me escort you away!”

The Nangong family head said coldly, “Nonsense! Who said I would leave!”

The scout earnestly advised, “City Lord! Quyang City’s troops have all been deployed, and there are only about three thousand defenders left in the city, not enough to contend with twenty thousand cavalry! As long as Green Mountain remains, there’s no fear of running out of firewood! City Lord! Leave overnight!”

The Nangong family head gripped his outer coat tightly, the veins on his forehead bulging, “Where is the Fourth?”

In the Fourth’s hands, there were five thousand cavalry. If they could return from the North City Gate and take advantage of Quyang City’s defensible and difficult-to-attack nature, it wouldn’t be impossible to block the Hei Feng riders.

They wouldn’t need to hold out for long; in three days, the army of Liang Country would be breaking through the Yanmen Pass and heading straight for Quyang City!

At that time, they could coordinate from inside and outside with Liang Country’s army and make sure the Hei Feng riders were utterly destroyed!

Woo—

A distant, muffled horn sounded from the horizon, as if Quyang City had been torn open by a crack, enveloped in an endless battle.

The scout cried, “There’s no time, City Lord… the Fourth won’t make it back… we cannot wait…. we must escape quickly—”

On the East City Tower, the patrolling rebels heard the war horns and the drums of the charge. The dark cavalry seemed to be trampling over mountains and rivers, like the army of Yama in the night, approaching the city with an unstoppable and mighty murderous aura!

The rebels on the City Tower were so frightened that they fell to the ground!

“It’s… it’s Hei Fengqi… Hei Fengqi is attacking the city… Hei Fengqi is attacking the city—”

They knew clearly how many people were left in the city.

They couldn’t hold it…

Quyang City couldn’t hold it anymore…

Gu Jiao raised her hand and coldly looked at the towering City Tower: “Archers, prepare! Siege engines, attack!”

The cavalry pushed the siege engines towards the City Tower. The iron-tipped ram on the siege engine slammed repeatedly into the heavy City gate, each thunderous crash sounding like the collapse of mountains and earth, causing fear and panic among the defenders.

A rebel leader guarding the city shouted harshly: “Release the arrows! Shoot them dead for me!”

A barrage of arrows rained down towards the siege engines.

The cavalry beside the siege engines were prepared, raising their shields to form an impenetrable iron canopy.

The arrows clattered against the shield canopy, with some even piercing through the shields due to their powerful force.

“Damn!” A cavalryman exclaimed, seeing an arrowhead pierce through the gap between his fingers, his heart skipping a beat!

“Trebuchet!” The rebel leader shouted again.

However, before the trebuchet could be brought out, Gu Jiao shot an arrow through the rebel leader’s head!

Just as a great battle was about to erupt, the rebels on the City Tower suddenly withdrew.

Gu Jiao vaguely heard mentions of a City Lord’s summons or something similar.

Soon after, a scout from Hei Feng Camp galloped over, stopping in front of Gu Jiao, cupping his fists, and said: “Reporting to the commander, the Nangong Family has escaped through the South City Gate!”

Cheng Fugui, standing nearby, glanced at the suddenly quiet City Tower and said: “No wonder they stopped fighting, they were escorting the Nangong Family out.”

There was not much surprise in Gu Jiao’s eyes.

The Nangong Family abandoning the city and fleeing was a part of the plan.

They had arrived under the city walls, dragging their weary bodies, not to engage in a final showdown with the last batch of rebels from the Nangong Family.

Although the number of rebels in the city wasn’t large, they had the advantage in combat conditions.

Most importantly, Hei Feng Camp really couldn’t fight any longer.

They were already at the end of their strength, the war drums, horns, and city siege were all just posturing.

If the Nangong Family had been a bit more aggressive and fought to the bitter end with them, the outcome might have been entirely different.

Fighting after battling General Changwei’s eighty thousand troops, followed by attacking the city, was not only meant to be seen by the Nangong Family, but also by those prisoners.

—Don’t think that we can’t fight anymore, as long as you’re not eliminated, Hei Fengqi will never fall!

This was a thoroughly risky military move, a slight misstep could lead to total annihilation.

But if they didn’t do it, once Lord Nangong’s army returned to the city, they would face another round of brutal slaughter, paying a great price again.

Luckily, she gambled and won.

Gu Jiao looked up to the endless sky, secretly exhaling a sigh of relief.

She firmly said, “Everyone can rest now, let the reserve camp come and break open the City gate, and be cautious of any changes.”

The scout responded excitedly: “Yes!”

Thud!

A cavalryman fell from his horse.

Quickly, his horse also collapsed beside him.

This was not an isolated incident.

Gu Jiao didn’t need to turn around to know that a large number had fallen behind her.

Everyone had long since been unable to hold on.

However, until she spoke the words “you can rest,” everyone maintained their combat posture.

Gu Jiao, dragging her weary body, dismounted, only then feeling the soreness that emerged all over her body, even her legs and feet seemed no longer her own.

The Red-Tasseled Spear was covered in blood, whether it was hers or the enemy’s she didn’t know.

She patted Hei Feng King’s neck, and the equally exhausted Hei Feng King very cooperatively lowered its head.

One person and one horse touched foreheads, breathing lightly.

They had won.

Hei Fengqi had won a battle that seemed almost impossible to win.

They lived up to expectations, capturing Quyang before the Liang Country army arrived.