Chapter 370: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 370: Ye Wu

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

When An Wang saw Qianqian dressed in men's clothing, his eyes couldn't help but brighten. He smiled and said to Qianqian, "When traveling outside, men's clothing is indeed more convenient. Remember to dress like this when you go out in the future; it's best if you can conceal your original appearance as well, that way it will be safer."

Qianqian nodded obediently and replied, "Understood, Father."

Seeing that her old father still seemed to have a belly full of scriptures to recite, Qianqian was frantic with anxiety; she didn't want to be tangled up in her father's nagging again, so without another word she shouldered the small bundle she had already packed and hurried toward the door.

"Father, I really must hurry! If I dawdle any longer, I definitely won't reach the next inn before dark." Qianqian called back as she walked.

Seeing this, An Wang could no longer detain her and could only wave his hand helplessly, saying, "Alright then, be careful on the road."

Qianqian felt a weight lifted off her shoulders; with light steps she reached the doorway, where A Ming had already led the horses to the entrance. She nimbly vaulted into the saddle, her movements practiced and agile.

However, at the moment she was about to urge her horse away, she still couldn't help but raise her head and glance toward the Heaven-character Room No. 2 on the second floor. It was merely a fleeting look, yet an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

But she quickly came back to herself, took a deep breath, clamped her legs hard against the horse's flanks, and shouted, "Hyah!"

The steed shot forward like an arrow leaving the bow, galloping toward the city gate. A Ming followed close behind, hoofbeats resounding through the entire street.

An Wang, meanwhile, stood quietly at the window, watching Qianqian's receding figure until it completely vanished from his sight.

Simultaneously, on the other side, after Yan Wang returned to camp, Ai Jiao immediately came up to him and solicitously asked about Qianqian's situation.

Yan Wang smiled somewhat unnaturally and replied evasively, "The family wasn't at ease, so they had Qianqian come take a look. She's already left now."

Ai Jiao was not the type to dig to the bottom of things; seeing Yan Wang unwilling to say more, she did not press further.

After a day of rest and preparation, at dawn the next morning, Yan Wang was already fully armed and standing in high spirits before the camp, ready to lead the army to attack Yi Xin Cheng.

Yi Xin Cheng's army now numbered as many as a hundred thousand, while Yan Wang's side, counting the prisoners who had previously surrendered from Nan Liang, totaled nearly a hundred and twenty thousand; purely in terms of numbers, Yan Wang's side clearly held the advantage.

The general dispatched by Nan Liang was the number one fierce general under Nan Liang Emperor Xin Derui — Conquer-the-North General Ye Wu. Ye Wu not only possessed outstanding strength, but he also had a special relationship with the Emperor; he was the Emperor's maternal cousin and deeply trusted by him.

Before coming, Yan Wang had specially sent people to investigate Ye Wu's background. Learning that Ye Wu had long harbored dissatisfaction toward Li Wang, and that this time, upon hearing Li Wang was dead, Ye Wu felt utterly delighted.

In his view, from now on this Nanliang Guo would be entirely under his maternal cousin Xin Derui's command, and he himself would become his cousin's capable right arm.

Ye Wu had arrived at Yi Xin Cheng two days ago, yet Dachang's army had shown absolutely no movement the whole time.

This gave rise to doubt in Ye Wu: Could it be that Dachang's army fears me? Thinking of this, Ye Wu grew increasingly complacent; he decided to lead the Nan Liang army tomorrow and in one stroke retake the cities seized by Dachang Kingdom.

If this expedition succeeds, when he returns triumphantly to Nan Liang's capital, he will surely become a great hero praised by all.

The thought made Ye Wu's mood increasingly excited, as if he could already see the glorious scene of his triumphant homecoming.

At dawn the next day, sunlight fell on Ye Wu's tent; he rose early, dressed neatly, and prepared to lead his army on campaign.

However, just as he was about to set out, a soldier came running to report that a massive force had appeared not far away, looking to number a hundred thousand.

Ye Wu's heart tightened; he instantly realized this suddenly appeared army was absolutely no ordinary opponent. He dared not slight them in the slightest, and quickly led all his soldiers onto the city walls, arrayed and ready.

Yan Wang looked at Ye Wu standing on the city wall; gazing from afar, he saw Ye Wu was burly of build, rough-featured, wielding a big saber, imposing and arrogant. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Ignorant brat, you dare bring troops to attack my Nan Liang!"

Yan Wang gave a cold snort, about to retort, but saw the big man suddenly order the loosing of arrows. In an instant, arrows fell like rain, dense and countless, shooting toward the city wall. Yan Wang hurriedly shouted, "Everyone, be careful!"

Fortunately, Yan Wang had anticipated this possibility before coming and had the soldiers prepare defenses in advance. The soldiers swiftly raised shields, blocking most of the arrows, but some unlucky ones were still hit.

Seeing this, Yan Wang bellowed, "Protect the archers!" He knew well the archers' importance in this battle; only they could inflict effective long-range damage on the enemy.

Under the shield soldiers' tight protection, the archers bent their bows and nocked arrows, seeking a chance to counterattack. For a time, both sides traded blows, neither yielding, and the battle fell into a stalemate.

After a while of deadlock, Yan Wang saw the enemy's offensive gradually weakening; he decided on the spot and changed tactics. He shouted loudly, "Archers, prepare fire attack!"

The archers familiarly took up specially made arrows. These arrows differed from ordinary ones; their tips were cleverly designed into a container that could hold a fire source.

The archers held fire starters, touched them lightly, and the tips instantly burst into blazing flames. The flames were exceptionally dazzling in the night sky, as if heralding the imminent outbreak of a fierce battle.

Yan Wang stood at the front of the formation, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, fixed on the enemy atop the gate tower. The moment he saw the flames successfully ignited, he unhesitatingly gave the command: "Loose!"

At his order, the archers simultaneously released their bowstrings. In an instant, streams of little fire snakes, like meteors, tore through the night sky and streaked straight toward the gate tower above.

Nan Liang's defending troops clearly had not anticipated Yan Wang would employ such a tactic; they were caught completely off guard by this sudden fire attack. For a moment, the gate tower fell into chaos; soldiers panicked, some fleeing in all directions, others trying to use shields to block the fire snakes' assault.

However, the power of these little fire snakes far exceeded their imagination. Some arrows struck squarely on the soldiers' armor; although the armor itself possessed a degree of fire resistance, under such dense fire attack many soldiers were still scorched by the flames.

Just as the Nan Liang soldiers were busy dealing with the fire snakes, Yan Wang gave them no respite. He immediately followed up with a shout: "Archers, ready! Normal attack, continuous fire, loose!"