Chapter 267

The ninth year of Chuping.

Nanchang City, Yuzhang, Yuan Shu's million-strong army arrived at the city, surrounding the entire city tightly.

"Wentai! Surrender! As long as you surrender, I will not hold you accountable for everything in the past."

On the high platform of the central army camp outside the city, Yuan Shu stood on it and looked at the city wall and said.

The two had been fighting for six or seven years, and now Sun Jian only had this city left, and other cities were either taken down by Yuan Shu or surrendered automatically.

It could be said that Sun Jian now was also at the end of his rope.

"Haha! Yuan Gonglu, at this time, you actually dare to humiliate me like this."

Sun Wentai was unyielding, looking at the million-strong army outside the city, although a large part of this was to boost the momentum, the rest were elites.

The great battles of these years, the army under Yuan Shu had also gradually been tempered into elite soldiers.

Facing this million-strong army, Sun Jian was also very desperate.

The troops in the city now only had less than thirty thousand left.

However, no matter what, Sun Wentai would not surrender, especially Yuan Shu, whom he looked down upon. If it weren't for the foundation of the Yuan clan, how could this person be his opponent?

Before, he defeated the other party time and time again, but the other party relied on the foundation of the Yuan clan and could expand the army without scruples. The other party's army was getting more and more as they fought.

In the end, he could not support it first.

"Gongfu, today you have to accompany me to die on this battlefield."

"My Lord, accompanying you to die on the battlefield is the honor of the last general."

Huang Gai said, his face without a trace of fear, but instead seemed to be full of sacred eyes, looking at the army outside the city in the distance, his eyes carried a trace of hatred. The fighting of these years, Zu Mao and Han Dang died in battle.

Cheng Pu escorted the Lord's family away from Yuzhang and went to Xuzhou to take refuge.

"Haha! Then today you and I will kill to our heart's content."

Sun Jian suddenly erupted with heroic feelings. Regarding life and death, he had long forgotten it and had never feared death.

With the sound of a horn, the battle was about to start.

This city of Nanchang would also finally emit brilliance at the end.

"Kill!"

The fighting started instantly.

The fighting was dark and dim, arrows were like locusts, and flying stones were like rain.

"Cough cough!"

Three days and three nights of uninterrupted fighting, Sun Jian felt that his body was becoming more and more exhausted. Looking at the soldiers around him who were getting fewer and fewer, his face was still expressionless, only in the depths of his eyes, there was still a trace of nostalgia, perhaps nostalgia for the beautiful life in this world, perhaps nostalgia for his family.

Looking at his good friend and subordinate who was covered in wounds, holding the long spear tightly, standing straight on the city wall, his eyes staring like a tiger below, even if he died, he had to die standing.

In his heart, how could there not be a few regrets?

Regret that if he had not broken with Yuan Shu so early, if he had prepared more fully, if his strength had been stronger, perhaps the ending would not have been like this.

It was just that there was no regret medicine to eat in the world.

Looking at the Yuan Shu army that continued to surge and the generals under his command, looking at the ancient sword in his hand, it had no luster, and the blade was curled.

Sun Jian felt the end.

His eyes were dazed, and he seemed to hear some excited and chaotic languages, wanting to cut off his head to serve as a way to promotion.

The corners of his mouth carried a few contempts; even if he died, it was not something these people could insult.

His eyes suddenly opened, as if carrying thunder and lightning.

"Drink!"

With an angry shout, his whole body's Gang Qi finally erupted. The sharp Gang Qi seemed to want to destroy the world. Boom, between heaven and earth, it was like the sky collapsing and the earth falling.

A blade light like a bolt of lightning turned into heaven's punishment.

The air waves gradually dissipated, the smoke and dust also slowly disappeared, and the damaged city wall was now missing ten zhang, and a hundred-zhang gully came into everyone's eyes.

And the original Sun Jian also disappeared.

Only a broken ancient sword was left, falling lonely on the ground, faintly groaning, as if mourning its master.

After a long time, Yuan Shu came to the city wall under the care of a group of martial generals, looking at the ancient sword, he had already learned the situation from his subordinates, and finally, Sun Jian erupted with a move at the cost of his own life.

Not only did he kill thousands of his elites, but he also made his own body vanish into nothingness.

"Give him a cenotaph, put this sword inside and bury it thickly."

Yuan Shu looked at the city in front of him and said calmly. After years of great battles, he finally took down the other party.

These years of great battles, he was also hurt and broken. If it weren't for the deep foundation of the Yuan clan, he would really have been dragged to death.

Even so, he was now also seriously injured, especially in this last battle, the elites under his command only had less than thirty percent left.

The others were just young men.

Sun Jian died, but Yuan Shu knew that his enemies had not disappeared, whether it was Liu Biao of Jingzhou or that guy in Xuzhou.

They were all extremely difficult to deal with.

Especially that guy in Xuzhou.

Sun Jian could persist for so many years, he had already investigated it, and behind it was Xuzhou constantly supporting, grain, grass, soldiers, etc.

All were transported here continuously. Otherwise, Sun Jian would have been taken down by him long ago.

However, facing Xuzhou's support, he could only bite his teeth and swallow into his stomach before, because at that time, he could not deal with two major warlords alone.

No matter what, Xuzhou's strength was also quite not weak.

After all, that master of Xuzhou in those years was an existence that could even defeat Dong Zhuo's elites.

Now that he had taken down Sun Jian, he only needed to rest for a period of time, and he could turn around and deal with Xuzhou.

Regarding this person, he had always hated him to the bone. If it weren't for the opposition of all the strategists and generals under his command, he would have wanted to fight back against Xuzhou long ago.

"Clean up, let's go back, let everyone rest as soon as possible. Half a year later, I will personally lead the army to attack Xuzhou."

Yuan Shu said coldly.

Ji Ling wanted to open his mouth to say something upon hearing this, but in the end, he did not open his mouth. These years he had also grown a lot.

As the top general under Yuan Shu, with various resources constantly provided by Yuan Shu, his strength had also improved significantly.

Now he was at the peak of the seventh level of Gang Refining. It was precisely because of this that every time Sun Jian was fierce, he could block the other party, not letting Sun Jian and Sun Ce ravage the battlefield.

If it weren't for him, Ji Ling, I'm afraid the army would have suffered even greater losses.

Not only did he improve in strength, but his politics also improved a lot. If it were in the past, he would definitely open his mouth to persuade.

But now he would not. Refuting his own master in front of so many people would not only have no effect but would also make his master lose face.

Wouldn't it be better to ask the military strategist to persuade him after going back?

Xuzhou, no matter what, they were powerless to crusade for the time being. Xuzhou's strength, they had long sent people to investigate, although they could not investigate all the strength.

But just from the supplies that the other party supported Sun Jian, it was very terrifying.