Chapter 963: Fight to the Death, All Died

Afterwards, the Qinglong Legion quickly split into several groups at the city gate and chased after the defeated Qianlong Guards. These once proud royal guards had lost their former prestige under the fierce attack of the Yellow Turban Army, and fled in all directions in a miserable state.

Another group of the Blue Dragon Legion went straight to meet the Praefectus Urbija who came to support. Although these were the last line of defense of the imperial city, they were well-trained, but they were obviously a drop in the bucket under the fierce offensive and numerical advantage of the Blue Dragon Legion.

In a short period of time, the Praefectus Guards, which had a relatively small number of troops, were defeated and their morale dropped to low levels under the continuous attacks of the Azure Dragon Legion.

Another part of the Qinglong Army quickly rushed up the city tower along the stone stairs on both sides of the city gate, and joined forces with Li Cunxiao, Qiao Shefei and other Yellow Turban generals to jointly capture the city tower.

Qiao Shefei, who had climbed up the city wall using the ladders, and the Zi Ming team behind him had already firmly established their foothold on the city wall and were beginning to gradually expand their advantage.

Now with the joining of the Qinglong Legion, their offensive has undoubtedly added stronger firepower. The remaining Qianlong Guards on the city wall are being attacked from both sides, and casualties are beginning to increase rapidly.

Wherever the Qinglong Legion passed, neither the defeated Qianlong Guards nor the Praetorian Guards who came to support them could stop their edge.

The blue torrent has a tight formation and coordinated well. Every member is a machine on the battlefield, precise and deadly.

Spears were like a forest, swords were like a tide, and every charge was accompanied by the enemy's wailing and falling.

The true elite force of the Yellow Turban Army under Meng Zhang was fully demonstrated at this moment!
At this moment, on the wall of Qiandu, the arrival of the Qinglong Legion was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, plunging the already shaky Qiandu defenders into complete despair.

Si Cangqiong stood at the forefront of the city wall. His old body in golden armor gleamed desolately in the setting sun. Although his hair and beard were all white, he was like an unshakable mountain.

When Meng Zhang's hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops were approaching the city of Qiandu, he had already made up his mind to die and decided to live and die with this capital city that carried the countless glory and history of Daqian.

"The city gate has been breached. God will not bless us!"

Si Cangqiong sighed secretly in his heart, but there was no fear on his face, only calm acceptance of his fate.

As the last guardian of the Daqian royal family, his mission is to defend the dignity of the royal family here with his blood and life, even if this dignity will eventually turn to dust.

It's just a pity that they were ultimately unable to defend Qiandu under Meng Zhang's command and wait for the arrival of Gu Changqing's army.
"Si Cangqiong, you are old, and Daqian's fate has ended. Why bother to put up a meaningless resistance?"

Li Cunxiao's voice echoed on the city wall, and his feet pressed forward step by step. In his right hand, he held the bronze Yuwang Spear, and in his left hand, the Bi Yan Lao. The two weapons were like living things in his hands, extremely agile, and an iron-gray aura surrounded his body.

Upon hearing this, Si Cangqiong just shook his head slightly, and held the sword inlaid with red gold tightly in his hand. The tip of the sword lightly tapped the ground, and sword energy surrounded his body, connecting him with the power of nature.

"Although our Great Qian is in danger, the blood of the royal family will never give up!"

He shouted angrily, and the clear sword light surged again, heading straight for Li Cunxiao. This was the ultimate display of the Cang Qiong Jue, borrowing the power of nature and transforming it into the Heavenly Sword of the Sky!

"Hmph! Dying struggle!"

Li Cunxiao sneered even more. His figure flashed and he swung out the Yuwang Spear in his right hand. The tip of the spear carried a powerful aura and collided with Si Cangqiong's sword light, making a deafening metallic sound.

At the same time, the left hand Bi Yan Lao was not idle either, spinning and flying, making bursts of wind-breaking sounds, and heading straight for Si Cangqiong's side.

The two weapons were wielded as easily as fingers in his hands, as if they were part of his body, and every swing contained the power to create the world.

Si Cangqiong's body swayed, and he was almost shaken off the city wall, but he endured the severe pain in his chest, took a deep breath, and the sword light rose again, echoing with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. The tip of the sword seemed to touch the invisible heaven, and the sword energy was sharp, directly approaching Li Cunxiao. However, Li Cunxiao's aura was too strong. The iron-gray aura was like a materialized barrier, blocking Si Cangqiong's sword energy one by one.

"Old man, you do have some skills, but today, you must die!"

Li Cunxiao let out a long roar, and swung out the King Yu's Spear suddenly. The tip of the spear brought up a tornado and headed straight for Si Cangqiong's face.

Si Cangqiong had no way to avoid it and could only take it head-on. The sword and spear collided again, and the sound of metal clashing was deafening. Si Cangqiong's body swayed again, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, with the sword light not diminishing, trying to find Li Cunxiao's flaw.

However, Li Cunxiao's offensive was like a tide, one wave after another, not giving Si Cangqiong any chance to breathe. He swung out his left hand, Bi Yan Lao, suddenly, bringing up a sound of breaking wind, and went straight for Si Cangqiong's throat.

Si Cangqiong's heart trembled, and he quickly dodged to the side, but Li Cunxiao's attack was following him like a shadow. He swung the Yuwang Spear in his right hand again, and the tip of the spear carried a devastating force and went straight to Si Cangqiong's chest.

Si Cangqiong only felt a huge force coming, and he staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground. He struggled to get up, but found that his limbs were numb and weak, and he could not move at all.

This made him realize that his old body was ultimately no match for a strong young man like Li Cunxiao.

"Humph, Daqian's background? Nothing more than that!"

Li Cunxiao sneered and did not give Si Cangqiong any chance to breathe. He flashed again and appeared behind Si Cangqiong. He raised the King Yu Spear in his hand high up, and then smashed it down suddenly. The tip of the spear carried a devastating force and went straight to Si Cangqiong's crown.

Si Cangqiong's heart trembled, knowing that he could no longer avoid the attack, but he did not choose to give up. Instead, he turned around resolutely and swung the sword with all his strength in an attempt to make a final resistance.

But in front of Li Cunxiao's terrifying power, all his efforts seemed pale and powerless. The sword collided with Yuwang Spear in the air, making a loud "clang" sound, and then broke in an instant, turning into several pieces and flying away.

Si Cangqiong vomited blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his body seemed to be falling apart, and he was unable to support himself to stand up again.

"Hey, is it over?"

There was a trace of sadness in his eyes, but more of it was a calm acceptance of fate. He had done his best, and the fate of Daqian might really have come to an end.

"Si Cangqiong, your era is over!"

Li Cunxiao's voice rang in Si Cangqiong's ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, King Yu swung his spear down again. This time, without the obstruction of the sword, the tip of the spear directly hit Si Cangqiong's crown. A powerful force burst out instantly, shattering Si Cangqiong's body into pieces.

"Si Cangqiong is dead!"

With a roar like thunder, the Qianlong guards on the city wall saw this scene and the last hope in their hearts was completely shattered.

With the death of Si Cangqiong, the last line of defense of the Daqian royal family completely collapsed!

Li Cunxiao stood on the top of the city wall, with the Yuwang Spear and Bi Yan Lao in his hands flashing with cold light. He gently lifted up Si Cangqiong's old head, like a devil descending to the world, and no one dared to look at him.

(End of this chapter)