Chapter 111: Flooding the Seven Armies

At this moment.

The camp of the Temple Army.

Hemuti's face was livid as he roared, "Why was it not taken? Whose responsibility is it, exactly?"

"A grand army of two hundred thousand, and you cannot even take a single Kucheng?"

"Drag him out and behead him!"

With a wave of his hand, the vanguard general in charge of the overall command today was dragged out; regardless of how he wailed, his head was severed with a single blade.

Instantly, the entire camp of the Temple Army was filled with panic.

Several generals following Hemuti also had grim expressions, their fists clenched tightly.

The campfires reflected the dejected expressions of the Temple Army.

Hemuti roared, "I said, within two days, it must be taken, it must be taken! A grand army of two hundred thousand, and the grain supply could be cut off at any time, do you understand? Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

The generals responded with a thunderous shout.

"Ahhhhh, you devil!"

Just at this moment, some of the coerced commoners rose up, seized weapons from the nearby Temple Army, and charged toward Hemuti.

Hemuti smiled coldly: "A bunch of pigs and dogs, kill them for me!"

The pitiful commoners, without even touching the hem of Hemuti's garment, were hacked to pieces by the Temple Army. The smell of blood once again filled the air.

"Everyone regroup, tomorrow, tomorrow you must take Kucheng for me!"

"Yes!"

Hemuti returned to his tent, and his subordinates immediately brought him several jars of wine and a few beauties to liven the mood.

Soon, the cold and ruthless Hemuti was laughing boisterously.

Several generals following Hemuti left the tent and exchanged cold glances.

Today, the one who died was him...

But what about tomorrow?

If Kucheng is still not taken, who will be the one to die next?

Previously, they had been full of admiration for Hemuti's ferocity, yet today, that reverence seemed to be wavering. The performance of the Kucheng Guard Army today had exceeded everyone's expectations. The confidence in certain victory seemed to have been shaken.

This wavering was not just for one person.

It was for the entire army.

No one noticed that among the coerced commoners treated like pigs and dogs, several men exchanged glances in the darkness and signaled to each other. Afterward, they curled up in inconspicuous spots and quickly passed messages to their companions in secret.

And at this time.

Liu Zheng had already led a Suicide Squad of one hundred men he had prepared long ago, taking advantage of the night to circle from afar to the very rear of the Temple Army, where the granary was located. The Suicide Squad was dressed entirely in night-travel gear; they were the most skilled soldiers in all of Loulan. These one hundred people, compared to the more than one hundred thousand Temple Army soldiers, were smaller targets and not easily discovered. Soon, these one hundred people slowly approached the granary.

The granary today was still heavily guarded.

Hemuti knew the importance of the granary, so he had prepared at least one thousand men to guard it.

At the slightest sign of trouble, at least five thousand men could arrive to reinforce them in an instant.

Therefore, he felt very secure about this place.

However, today, things were a bit different.

Liu Zheng waved his hand, and the one hundred men simultaneously crawled onto the ground, waiting for the right moment.

Liu Zheng and Reheman were waiting.

Waiting for midnight to arrive.

At this moment, the icy water of Tianshan had already filled the river embankment that had been diverted. The Temple Army naturally would not notice, and in fact, most people would not notice, including the people of Loulan, that the Peacock River from yesterday to today was no longer as gentle as usual; it was surging and turbulent, with the water level having risen significantly higher than usual. The river embankment, nearly several hundred meters long and fifty meters deep, held a great deal of water. According to Liu Zheng's estimation, after opening the sluice, the impact caused by the stored water could easily bypass the entire Kucheng and rush along the channels toward the camp of the Temple Army.

"Young Master, the army is ready!"

"Waterproof equipment has been fully distributed!"

"Once the flood rushes through, the army will charge out of the city!"

At this moment, Reheman's admiration for Liu Zheng was beyond words.

A god!

A god-like man!

He even felt that this was a savior sent by the heavens to Loulan.

Liu Zheng smiled faintly: "Wait until the fourth quarter of the Hour of the Ox, then open the sluice and release the water!"

"Yes!"

Time passed bit by bit.

Looking from afar, the walls of Kucheng seemed to have no movement, but in reality, they were packed with people, and no one was asleep. The crazy offensive of the Temple Army today had left everyone terrified. All the soldiers of the Kucheng Guard Army knew that if they wanted to repel this powerful Temple Army, they only had this one chance tonight!

"Sir, is there really a chance today?"

"Is that Young Master Xiang really that divine? Why would he say that a flood would come?"

"Yeah, isn't this a joke? Loulan will have a flood?"

"Hahahaha..."

In the night, the soldiers discussed among themselves, cracking jokes.

"Shut up, keep your voices down! If Young Master Xiang says there will be, there will be! Get your waterproof equipment on!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers were all high-spirited. Was there really a flood? If so, they would surely kill this Temple Army until not a single piece of armor remained! They must save those coerced commoners, they must avenge their brothers who died in battle, and they must seek justice for the innocent commoners!

The tragic battle of the day was still fresh in their minds.

The smell of blood still lingered in the air.

Tonight, would there truly be a great flood to wash away the blood that had already seeped into the soil over these past two days?

They were waiting.

Waiting for the Temple Army camp over there to gradually fall into deep sleep, gradually grow weary, and gradually reach the moment when their defenses were at their weakest.

Tonight.

Although they were only a mile apart, the states of the two sides were vastly different.

Time ticked away bit by bit.

The temperature difference between day and night in Loulan is quite large; often, the surface temperature during the day can reach over sixty degrees, while once night falls, it is possible for it to drop below zero. Especially since it has not yet fully entered summer, this situation is even more common.

But no matter how cold the night was.

The Guard Army remained high-spirited, waiting for the order to launch the general offensive.

The fourth quarter of the Hour of the Ox.

It was the moment when people enter their deepest sleep.

Liu Zheng shouted loudly: "Open the sluice gates and release the water!"

"Open the sluice gates and release the water!"

"Open the sluice gates and release the water!"

The river embankment that had been prepared was finally opened. For a moment, the scene was incredibly spectacular. The tide that had been held back for a day surged instantly, with waves chasing waves. The powerful impact stirred up white foam even in the night; this impact was infinitely cumulative. Therefore, although the water channels inside Kucheng had been prepared, they could not fully withstand the impact of this surging flood for a time, and much of the water began to spill out of the channels and into the city.

However, this did not matter!

Most of the water still rushed forward rapidly along the channels! This surging water resembled two long white dragons, emitting a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Everyone was stunned.

People born in Loulan had never seen such a scene; their mouths hung open, unable to close again.

The two long white dragons finally bypassed Kucheng successfully and rushed toward the camp not far from the city gate.

"It's here, it's here!"

Reheman on the city wall let out a loud cry, raised his blade, and shouted fiercely: "Charge, kill for me!"

In an instant, countless torches were lit. The sudden brightness made the two long dragons appear even more ferocious. The Guard Army, having been poised and ready for a long time, charged out suddenly.

Hearing the shouts of battle from this side, the soldiers of the Temple Army responsible for guarding the camp had their expressions change.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

However, it was already too late. After the two long white dragons of water rushed out of the channels, they had already converged, turning the entire city gate area into a vast expanse of water! The immense impact soon reached the Temple camp.

"Ah!"

"What is going on?"

"Get up quickly! There is a flood!"

The Temple Army camp was directly scattered, and the tents that had been set up were instantly half-submerged! Hemuti woke up in a start and roared angrily: "Don't panic, don't panic, where would a flood come from in Loulan? Huh? Glug, glug...?"

Before he could finish his sentence, a mouthful of water hit his face, giving him a bellyful.

Hemuti was shocked and shouted loudly: "Be on guard, be on guard, everyone to high ground!"

Although he did not know where this flood came from, he could only issue such an order.

However, it was already too late.

The continuous washing of the flood had almost submerged the entire camp. Many people fled in panic, but they were soon easily harvested by the Guard Army that had charged out.

Hemuti was furious: "Be on guard, kill for me, kill them back!"

"The granary, protect the granary for me, damn it!"

Unfortunately.

How many people in a place like Loulan know how to swim? Loulan, with its year-round drought, had no place for Swimming at all, so these hundred thousand people were almost all landlubbers. Once hit by this water, they couldn't even stand steady; how could they be a match for the well-prepared Guard Army?

At this moment.

Seeing the flood arrive, Qin Zhangfeng also shouted angrily: "Kill!"

The one hundred members of the Suicide Squad charged out at the first opportunity.

Although the granary was heavily guarded, the arrival of the flood immediately scattered the formation of these men, and everyone was stumbling about. Qin Zhangfeng's one hundred men from the Suicide Squad had snuck over well-prepared, and they began killing as if slicing melons, quite efficiently.

Hemuti was still quite clever; he had placed the grain and fodder in a relatively high area, not entirely in a low-lying spot, precisely because he was worried that rain would cause the grain to get damp. However, he did not expect that what came this time was not rain, but a flood!

The mission of the Suicide Squad led by Qin Zhangfeng was also very clear this time: it was the granary!

One hundred men killed their way in; on one hand, they prevented these people from moving the grain, and on the other, they were responsible for setting fires and causing chaos!

Any grain not submerged by the flood was burned to the ground!

As for what was submerged by the flood, they naturally ignored it.

The hundred thousand Temple Army soldiers were suddenly panicked and lost their composure.

The Loulan spies who had long been mixed in with the commoners saw that the time had come and shouted loudly: "Run quickly, the Guard Army has come to save us!"

"Run quickly!"

"The Guard Army is here!"

"Kill them!"

"These animals, damn it!"

The commoners who had been coerced still numbered in the tens of thousands; in normal times, being unarmed, they naturally would not have worried the Temple Army. But at this moment, it was different... the entire camp was plunged into massive chaos, and they easily seized weapons from the Temple Army and turned against them...

It was chaos.

The entire camp was in chaos.