Chapter 369

Chu Qingluan drew the sharp saber at her waist and began to boost the morale of her troops before the battle.

But at this very moment, Chu Qingluan felt that there was absolutely no need for many words to boost morale.

For Da Qian to leave the city to meet the enemy was, in itself, a path to certain death!

Chu Qingluan pointed her saber tip toward Changan, her face filled with endless killing intent.

"Pass the order to the three armies: that bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled from Da Qian actually dares to leave the city to meet us!"

"Trample them for this Princess, and slaughter your way into Changan!"

"As long as you break into Changan, this Princess grants you seven days of unrestricted looting. By then, wealth, gold, silver, and beauties—you shall have it all!"

As Chu Qingluan's voice rang out, the various generals of the Chu army also relayed her military orders one after another.

In an instant, a flicker of bloodthirsty cruelty emerged in the eyes of countless Chu soldiers.

They looked greedily toward Changan, as if they already saw the city as a purgatory.

"Damn it, this bunch of cowards has finally left the city; I'm going to slaughter them all!"

"Last time we breached a city, I snatched three women, but they died after only a few days of play. Still, that taste has truly haunted me for over ten years. Today, no one better stop me—I'm going to snatch ten!"

"Without the wind, without that white powder, and without the towering city walls, slaughtering this bunch of Da Qian soldiers is like killing chicks!"

"Hahaha!"

"Kill!"

"Slaughter them all!"

In an instant, the Chu soldiers swept away their previous gloom, their eyes glowing with a wolfish light.

The unbridled mockery and laughter converged, forming a terrifying wave of sound that echoed far and wide!

Outside Changan.

Before the Nine Gates, countless Da Qian soldiers heard the sound coming from afar and could not help but turn pale.

The momentum of the Chu army was too frightening!

The Chu army looked dense and packed; the sheer numerical suppression created an intense pressure, and some new recruits even found their legs trembling uncontrollably.

But just then,

A stirring melody suddenly erupted from the city walls, like a thunderous force, piercing the sky and deafening the ears!

On the walls of Changan, hundreds of palace musicians held stringed instruments like the harp, zither, and lute, joined by the playing of drums, cymbals, and gongs.

Accompanied by their fingers, this "Prince of Qin Breaks the Ranks" music—which, even hundreds of years after the Prince of Qin's death, had once saved the Tang Dynasty from the brink of collapse and extended its national fortune for another thirty years—was born!

The Da Qian soldiers heard this "Prince of Qin Breaks the Ranks" and could not help but feel their blood boil!