Chapter 949: Daqian's Armies Are About to Gather
"Don't worry, Commander-in-Chief. Cunxiao knows his limits. Si Cangqiong is destined to become another stepping stone for me, Li Cunxiao, to become invincible. When the time is right, I will personally chop off his head and make the Daqian Dynasty collapse completely!"

Li Cunxiao laughed loudly, rubbing the Yuwang Spear in his hands with his palms, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"I know you, Cunxiao, are eager to fight, but Si Cangqiong is definitely not an ordinary person. As the ancestor of the Daqian royal family, he must have extraordinary means and strength."

"Although you and I are not afraid of him, we cannot underestimate the enemy. Let us test Qiandu's defense today, and then go all out and capture Qiandu in one fell swoop!"

Meng Zhang didn't care about Li Cunxiao's will to fight. He turned around and looked at the Qiandu city wall where smoke was rising.

The two men stood side by side on the podium, their eyes piercing through the smoke and staring at the battlefield ahead.

The Yellow Turban soldiers rushed forward like a tide, and ladders, chariots, battering rams and other siege weapons were used in turn, forcing the defenders on the city wall to retreat step by step.

Although the two guards of Qianlong on the left and right on the city wall put up a tenacious resistance, they seemed increasingly exhausted under the fierce attack of the Yellow Turban Army.

At the same time, just as the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops led by Meng Zhang were like a surging Yellow Sea, they had already arrived at the heart of the Daqian Dynasty - Qiandu.

On the other side, a tired team was marching quietly.

Lu Fa, Si Yan and Yun Xinrou led the remnants of the Changlin Imperial Guards and the Fengming Shesheng Camp. They were chased everywhere by Meng Zhang's hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Army. Finally, they carefully bypassed the main force of the Yellow Turban Army and moved closer to another light of hope.

Their destination was the temporary camp where the tens of thousands of rebel-suppressing troops under Tan Meng’s command were located!

This rebellion-suppressing army, originally stationed in Yanzhou, rushed south to Qianyuan County overnight upon hearing the news, hoping to hold the last line of defense for the Daqian Dynasty.

Finally, in a cloud of dust, they met the army of Tan Mengjun who had traveled day and night from the direction of Yanzhou.

Tan Mengjun was also exhausted at this moment, with anxiety hard to hide between his brows. He also had never thought that the situation would change so quickly that they would have to turn north to aid Qiandu.

"General Tan!"

Si Yan's voice was hoarse, but he was filled with excitement that was hard to conceal. He dismounted from his horse, took several steps at a time, and held Tan Mengjun's hand tightly.

Lu Fa and Yun Xinrou also stepped forward, their expressions filled with a complex mixture of fatigue and worry.

Tan Mengjun's gaze swept across the faces of the three people, finally stopping on Lufa's weather-beaten face, and his heart sank.

He had already learned from urgent reports about the fall of Qianyuan County, the death of Nangong Tianxia, ​​and the dangerous situation of the Yellow Turban Army at the gates of the city, but seeing with his own eyes these comrades who had once fought side by side in such a state of disgrace, he couldn't help but feel a surge of sadness in his heart.

"General Lufa, Prince Si Yan, General Yun Xinrou... you have worked hard."

"I just heard a little while ago... General Nangong... the sky of Daqian seems to be collapsing."

Tan Mengjun's voice was trembling a little, and he tried hard to control his emotions and not let this loss of composure affect morale.

"General Tan, now is not the time to dwell on sorrow."

"Now, hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops under Meng Zhang's command have already laid siege to Qiandu. We must return as soon as possible to rescue the king!"

Lufa shook his head slightly, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, but then he became firm again.

"That's what I meant, but... General Lufa, you and I both know that with our current strength, facing the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans led by Meng Zhang directly is undoubtedly like an egg hitting a rock."

Tan Mengjun nodded, looking solemn.

"Then are we just going to watch Qiandu fall?"

Si Yan clenched his fists and dug his nails deep into his palms again, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Generals, do you have any good ideas?" Yun Xinrou patted Si Yan's back gently to comfort him, then turned to Tan Mengjun and Lu Fa.

"I heard that the Grand Tutor Gu Changqing of the Northern Frontier is leading his army southwards and also wants to support Qiandu. We might as well go and join Grand Tutor Gu first, combine the strength of the two armies, and then make plans."

"Grandmaster Gu is the backbone of our Daqian. Although he has a small number of soldiers, they are all elite. Grandmaster Gu is a master of military tactics. If we can join forces with him, we may still be able to fight him."

Lufa pondered for a moment, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Master Gu? If we can join forces with him, it will greatly enhance our strength."

"But... the northern border is far away from here, and there are many scattered soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army on the way. It is not easy to reunite safely."

When Tan Mengjun heard this, a hint of excitement also flashed in his eyes.

"That's why we have to act with caution. I suggest that we send a group of light cavalry as the vanguard to secretly explore the road ahead. At the same time, we should contact Grand Tutor Gu and agree on a meeting point."

"The rest of the army will follow closely behind, staying hidden to avoid direct conflict with the Yellow Turban Army."

Lufa nodded, his expression softened a little, and turned his gaze to Si Yan beside him.

"I'll go! I'll lead a group of elite cavalry to explore the way ahead and make contact with Grand Tutor Gu!"

Si Yan understood Lu Fa's meaning accurately, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"My Lord, you have an important responsibility, how can you take such a risk?"

Yun Xinrou hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Xinrou, I have made up my mind. This is the only thing I can do for Daqian, for General Nangong, and for those dead soldiers."

Si Yan shook his head, his eyes full of determination.

"Okay, since Your Majesty is determined, I will send an elite group to accompany you. Please be careful and put safety first."

Tan Mengjun looked at Si Yan, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded.

"Your Majesty, remember, our goal is to join up with Grand Tutor Gu, not to fight a decisive battle with the Yellow Turban Army. The overall situation is the most important thing."

Lufa also added with concern.

Once the plan was set, everyone began to make intensive preparations.

Si Yan selected a group of elite cavalry and set out overnight, carefully avoiding the large forces of the Yellow Turban Army and galloping towards the north of Qianzhou. Tan Mengjun and others led the army and followed closely behind, maintaining a high degree of vigilance and concealment, quietly surging towards the direction of hope.

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At the same time, in the dangerous pass north of Qianzhou, the camps of Wuxiong's left and right guards were like iron walls and copper walls, standing firm.

As the morning light breaks and a thin mist lingers, the camp is already bustling with soldiers busy shuttling back and forth, preparing to break camp and set off.

The leading general of Wuxiong Left Guard was named Li Jingyuan, a veteran who had experienced hundreds of battles. He had a resolute face, eyes like torches, and his armor gleamed coldly in the sun. The general of Wuxiong Right Guard was Zhao Tieshan, who was tall and strong, holding a Xuanhua axe, and looked very majestic.

Both of them were former generals under Gu Changqing. They were loyal to Gu Changqing or the Daqian Dynasty and had made great military achievements. Otherwise, they would not have been chosen to become generals of the emperor's personal army - the Twelve Xuanlong Guards.

(End of this chapter)