Chapter 340: The Devilish Lord Princess's Daily Life of Slacking Off Chapter 340 Kashmir

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

His voice was equally loud, like a great bell, echoing on the city tower: "You hairbrat, how dare you speak so shamelessly! With just this handful of men you brought, you dare challenge me? When I was fighting battles, you were probably still wearing open-crotch pants! Since you're so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, then none of you will leave here alive!"

Ai Jiao, hearing Kashgar's mockery, was instantly furious; he widened his eyes and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Old coot, don't think we can't do anything to you just because we brought only fifty thousand men! I'm telling you, just this paltry fifty thousand can make you piss your pants!"

But as soon as Ai Jiao's words fell, he heard Yan Wang beside him make a "tch" sound. Ai Jiao turned his head and looked at Yan Wang, seeing him frown slightly and say helplessly: "How could you say how many men we brought out loud? Doesn't that let the enemy know our strength?"

Ai Jiao then realized his mistake; he scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and said to Yan Wang: "Wang, I was just too excited and didn't pay attention for a moment, sorry. But it shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

Yan Wang sighed, shook his head, and said: "It's come to this, nothing can be done now. Hope Kashgar didn't hear what you said."

Kashgar in the distance couldn't hear Ai Jiao and Yan Wang's conversation, but seeing their expressions and movements, he guessed a few points in his heart. A gleam flashed in his eyes, as if he were thinking of countermeasures.

Next, Ai Jiao stopped speaking and instead turned to look at Yan Wang, waiting for his instructions. Yan Wang took a deep breath, steadied himself, and then decisively ordered: "Shield Soldiers, prepare!"

With his command, a squad of soldiers quickly moved into action. They held shields, stepping out of the ranks in neat strides, like an indestructible wall of bronze and iron, standing at the very front of the army.

After the Shield Soldiers were ready, Yan Wang took a deep breath and then shouted with his loud voice: "Archers, prepare!"

With this shout, another small squad quickly walked out of the ranks. Each held a fine bow and arrow, with quivers full of arrows on their backs. These Archers nimbly took their positions, coordinating closely with the Shield Soldiers. Almost every Shield Soldier had an Archer behind him receiving cover, to ensure their safety when shooting arrows.

Everything was ready, only to hear Yan Wang issue another majestic command: "Prepare!"

Instantly, all the Archers, like well-trained warriors, quickly drew their bowstrings taut and aimed the arrowheads at the enemies on the city tower. Their movements were uniform, the bowstrings tense, as if countless arrows would pour down like a storm the very next moment.

Immediately after, Yan Wang without hesitation issued the final command: "Release arrows!"

In an instant, hundreds of arrows, like locusts passing through, shot toward above the city tower, covering the sky and earth. These arrows intertwined in the air into a dense rain of arrows, carrying a fierce momentum, pressing directly at the enemies above the city tower.

However, the people above the city tower were not without defense. From the moment the Shield Soldiers appeared, they had already quickly raised their shields, ready for battle. The shields were arranged closely together, forming a solid line of defense, trying to block this tide-like rain of arrows.

Despite this, because the number of arrows was truly too many, some soldiers were unfortunately hit. They cried out miserably as they fell, blood staining the ground of the city tower.

Facing the Dachang Army's fierce attack, Kashgar did not sit and await death. He decisively ordered the soldiers to continue defending while counterattacking. The soldiers on the city tower quickly adjusted their postures, aimed their bows and arrows at the enemies below, and likewise shot out a round of dense rain of arrows.

On the Dachang Army's side, some soldiers were also hit by arrows and fell in the enemy's counterattack. But they did not panic; soldiers behind were always ready. Once someone fell, two soldiers would immediately step forward, two as a group carrying the injured companion off the battlefield, sending them to the rear for treatment.

Because the distance was truly too far, all the arrows deviated from the target, either hitting the enemy's arm or leg, basically avoiding vital parts. Despite this, the armies of the two countries still exchanged blows, neither yielding, and the walls of Yifeng City appeared especially solid in this fierce battle, long unconquered.

However, Yan Wang and Ai Jiao were not discouraged by this; they seemed to have long prepared for a protracted war. Seeing this, Kashgar realized this, so he decisively instructed his confidant Kashmir to lead fifty thousand soldiers quietly out of the south gate of Yifeng City.

Because Yan Wang and the others' attention was all focused on the north gate, they knew nothing about the south gate. Kashmir led forty thousand soldiers like ghosts, tiptoeing out of the south gate.

Just then, A Ming, with sharp eyes, discovered this situation; he immediately stepped forward quickly and reported to Yan Wang: "Adult, Kashgar sent someone leading about thirty or forty thousand men out of the south gate!"

Yan Wang's mouth corner slightly raised, revealing a confident smile; he calmly said: "No need to pay attention to them, we continue to attack the city!"

With his command issued, wave after wave of rain of arrows, like locusts passing through, shot toward the city tower. Although soldiers on the city tower were constantly hit by arrows and fell, others immediately filled in, and the two sides stalemated like this, neither willing to retreat a step, neither able to advance even a small step forward.

And Kashmir led his men, quietly slipping out of the city gate. Their target was very clear: the Dachang garrison. To avoid being discovered, they chose a remote small path, galloping all the way.

Everyone dared not have the slightest pause; the horses beneath them also seemed to feel their master's urgency, running without cease.

Long before the Dachang soldiers were stationed outside Yuzhou City, Kashgar had already learned this news through scouts. However, he did not take action immediately, but had been waiting for the best timing.

And today, this timing finally arrived. Kashmir secretly pondered in his heart, as if he had already seen the Dachang soldiers in a sorry state under their fierce attack. Next, he rallied his spirit, leading the army to capture Yuzhou City in one go.

Thinking of this, Kashmir was extremely excited; he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Speed up! Capture all the Dachang soldiers as soon as possible!" Before his voice fell, he fiercely flicked his whip, and the horse beneath him galloped away like an arrow leaving the string, instantly throwing the soldiers behind a distance.