Chapter 214: Prince of Yan! Prince of Yan!

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Three pieces of Artillery let out a thunderous roar.

Grape Shot fell into the ranks of the Rich Clan soldiers, immediately sending up a mist of blood.

The deafening sound made Xu E and Feng'er both let out a shriek.

The Rich Clan soldiers were startled and stood frozen for a moment.

The Prince's household servants and soldiers were the first to recover.

Regardless of what this thing was, it was clearly aimed at the Rich Clan soldiers.

They raised their swords and blades again and began to slaughter the Rich Clan soldiers.

The most terrified were the Rich Clan soldiers on the city wall, who had seen their own companions killed with their own eyes.

For a time, they were blocked on the city wall, not daring to come down.

Seeing this, Wang Chong immediately had the craftsmen load the Cannonballs.

These few pieces of Field Artillery had just cooled down in the Armory.

They had been sent to the East Gate before they could even be polished.

As the most important place in Yancheng, he and his father had naturally been concerned about the battle situation all along.

When Yan Wang left, he had instructed them that if the situation became critical, they could destroy everything in the Armory.

It was just that this was the life's work of his father and Yan Wang, and he could not bear to destroy it.

Thus, as soon as the new batch of Field Artillery was finished, he sent them to the battlefield.

Besides these three here, several others had been sent to the other city gates.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Before he could launch a second round of shelling, cannon fire came from the other city gates.

Once the craftsmen had reloaded the ammunition, he ordered them to fire.

Another astonishing, deafening roar, and the Rich Clan soldiers immediately let out another round of screams.

Seeing this, the soldiers on the city wall were so frightened that they retreated directly.

And inside the East Gate, the gate-guarding soldiers, with the help of the household servants and the thugs from Tianxiang Lou, slaughtered the remaining Rich Clan soldiers.

The Rich Clan commanders at the East Gate were terrified by the deafening roars.

They grabbed a soldier who had fled back and asked, "What is going on?"

"Sorcery, it's sorcery." The soldier stammered, his face drained of color.

The commander was furious and kicked the soldier to the ground.

To him, the fall of Yancheng was right before his eyes.

Yan Wang's endless wealth was right before his eyes, and he was determined to have it; he didn't care about any sorcery.

"Charge! Anyone who retreats will be executed without mercy!" he shouted, pointing his sword toward the Yanguan City wall.

Under his orders, the frightened Rich Clan soldiers had no choice but to bite the bullet and climb the city wall.

"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."

But just at this moment, another low and rhythmic sound arose.

This sound was different from the few deafening roars just now; it was continuous.

The Rich Clan commander looked in the direction from which the sound came.

He saw that on the main road to the East Gate, amidst a cloud of yellow dust, countless Cavalry were charging over from behind.

The sudden appearance of the Cavalry left the Rich Clan commander pale with shock.

These Cavalrymen were all wearing silver Armor, unlike the black armor of the Yuan Family.

They actually looked similar to what the Yan Wang soldiers on the city wall were wearing.

"The Yuan Family has been routed, the Northern Di troops have retreated; why do you not hurry up and meet your deaths?" Zhong Li took the lead, charging into the Rich Clan army with the Light Cavalry.

These Rich Clan soldiers had not formed any military formation; they were just crowded together in a chaotic mass.

Several days of attacking the city had left them lax in their defenses.

Although the Light Cavalry did not have the same impact power as the Heavy Cavalry.

They were still lethal enough when they crashed into them.

Raising his Silver Spear, Zhong Li immediately skewered a Rich Clan soldier.

As he swung the Silver Spear left and right, two more Rich Clan soldiers died miserably under his horse.

In this charge, he was like scissors tearing through cotton.

The Light Cavalry behind him simultaneously raised their Cavalry Sabers and charged into the Rich Clan army; the sabers flashed, taking the lives of one Rich Clan soldier after another.

How could the Rich Clan army at the East Gate be a match for Zhong Li's Light Cavalry?

With just a single collision, the soldiers were scattered in disarray, suffering heavy casualties.

Moreover, Zhong Li's words, "The Yuan Family has been routed, the Northern Di troops have retreated," left them trembling with fear.

If the Yuan Family had truly been defeated, then there was no doubt they had walked into a dead end.

Immediately, several Rich Clan Heads of the Family were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their legs shook.

Yan Wang's Cavalry had returned unscathed, which showed that this commander was not lying, but stating a fact.

"What are we to do now?" one Rich Clan Head of the Family almost cried out.

Yan Wang's Cavalry were still rampaging through their army.

These soldiers were well-trained, a world of difference from the soldiers on the city wall.

Every time a Cavalryman raised his Cavalry Saber, it brought up a spray of blood.

And these Light Cavalry came and went like the wind; they couldn't hit them at all.

Most importantly, the Rich Clan soldiers were now in chaos, their morale low.

Some soldiers simply turned tail and fled.

They knew very well that the Cavalry ran fast and thus arrived early; heaven knows how many more of Yan Wang's troops were behind them.

If they didn't flee, were they supposed to wait for death?

They were merely private soldiers raised by the Rich Clan; there was no need to continue rebelling alongside the Rich Clan.

Liu Fu recognized Zhong Li.

Zhong Li's Silver Spear was too eye-catching.

Seeing this, he was now completely at ease.

Zhong Li had returned, which meant Yan Wang had achieved victory.

Otherwise, Zhong Li would not have returned with the Light Cavalry intact.

And the shouting from Zhong Li's mouth also confirmed his guess.

"His Highness Yan Wang has won! Yanguan is saved!" Liu Fu shouted from the city wall.

Seeing the Light Cavalry that had come to support them and hearing Liu Fu's shouts, the new recruits' morale was instantly boosted.

Their morale had been low for two reasons: first, they had never experienced war, and second, they were pessimistic about the future.

Many soldiers also did not believe that Yan Wang could return alive this time.

Now that they had received the news of Yan Wang's victory, it was as if endless strength had suddenly burst forth within their bodies.

Even the timid new recruits who had been hiding stood up.

Yan Wang's victory gave them the confidence to fight.

"Kill!"

Zhong Li was still charging and killing among the Rich Clan soldiers.

Yan Wang had ordered them to arrive as quickly as possible to relieve the siege and prevent Yancheng from being slaughtered by the Rich Clan soldiers.

Fortunately, he had arrived just in time.

Although these Rich Clan soldiers had circled the city and were numerous in number.

The vast majority were Infantry, with only a thousand or so Cavalry.

The Cavalry he brought was more than enough to deal with them.

Now, he was leading the Cavalry to charge into the Rich Clan's army, kill for a while, pull back to create distance, and charge again, repeating this process.

After a few charges, the Rich Clan soldiers had suffered several thousand casualties.

Facing the charges of Yan Wang's Cavalry, the Rich Clan soldiers had no power to parry.

More and more Rich Clan soldiers were fleeing and scattering.

And when a silver line appeared on the distant horizon, the Rich Clan soldiers finally collapsed completely.

The Head of the Family of the Rich Clan and the private soldiers scattered like birds and beasts without looking back.

Yan Wang had truly returned!

"Run for your lives, Yan Wang is back..." The Head of the Family of the Rich Clan scrambled to be first, turning tail to run.

They wanted to flee Yancheng, they wanted to flee Yanzhou.

Here, they no longer had any place to stand.

The Rich Clan private soldiers slipped away even faster.

They had followed the Rich Clan believing that Yan Wang was beyond saving, and that they could only follow the Rich Clan to fight and kill, living out their days in survival.

Now that Yan Wang had returned safely, they no longer harbored any shred of luck; why continue to risk their lives for the Rich Clan?

Seeing the Rich Clan army retreating one after another, intense cheers erupted from the city wall.

They gazed at the silver army on the distant horizon, shouting, "Yan Wang! Yan Wang! Yan Wang..."

"It is His Highness who has returned." Feng'er suddenly grasped Xu E's hand, her forced bravery suddenly melting into a daughter's tears.

Xu E's eyes were red, and she leaned against Feng'er, yet a smile of relief played on the corners of her mouth.