Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Chapter 66 Faith and Vows

"Ignite the fire, launch a full-scale attack, and kill!"

At the messenger's shout, the Red Turban Army soldiers lit torches.

As the first flame ignites, area after area lights up.

Qin Yong gasped. To avoid being attacked by a mob, he jumped to the rooftop and saw the western part of the city brightly lit by torches.

Red Turban Army soldiers were everywhere—on the streets, on rooftops, and in alleys.

Thirty thousand, at least thirty thousand people.

Lvchang City cannot be defended.

This was Qin Yong's first thought. Without the support of the city walls, the Changwu Army's numbers were not enough to warm up the Red Turban Army.

Whoosh...

Archers fired arrows at Qin Yong, who ran quickly across the rooftop to dodge them while shouting.

"It is said that the northern city has fallen."

His voice was drowned out by the shouts of the Red Turban Army. He became even more anxious and desperately rushed towards the brocade knife shop in the center of the city, where it had not yet fallen and where all the retreat plans were located.

Many experts emerged from the rooftop, all there to cut off Qin Yong's path. In an instant, Qin Yong was surrounded and attacked.

At the South Gate, Jin Jindao was awakened by shouts of battle. When he opened his eyes, he saw a dense mass of Red Turban Army soldiers rushing to the city gate. The city gate had been opened at some point, and thousands of Red Turban Army soldiers had already rushed into the city.

"Enemy attack! The Red Turban Army enters the south gate! Kill!"

After he shouted for help but no one came to his aid, he realized that all the soldiers around him were asleep and no one was there to support him.

A dark-faced general rushed up the city wall and attacked him without saying a word. The two instantly clashed. Jin Jindao fought as he moved closer to the Jindao Shop, where his chance to escape lay.

At the East Gate, He Zuowen stood with his hands behind his back, looking out of the city. There was only one battalion of soldiers there, shouting battle cries, but no attack was launched.

Strangely, the Red Turban Army's camp split into two groups, leaving a retreat route in the middle, as if to allow them to evacuate.

At the North Gate, Zheng Qian and He Yanqiang stood on the city wall, quietly watching the outside world.

Outside the city, a dense mass of Red Turban soldiers were gathering. They lit torches and shouted for battle, but did not advance an inch.

Zheng Qian suddenly spoke, his voice devoid of emotion, "Kill them, and leave them outside the city gate."

"Inspector Zheng, spare my life, I'm a victim..."

"what……"

Before Wu Feng could finish speaking, He Yanqiang stabbed him to death, and then the Red Turban Army hung him outside the city wall.

That's right, the one patrolling the North Gate was Wu Feng. He brought the fragrance with him on his patrol, and he was thinking of saying hello and bragging to everyone before leaving. After all, the fragrance would make him sleepy, and he would fall asleep in a few minutes, which would be enough time for him to leave safely.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Qian ordered his men to detain him without saying a word, then took off his coat and threw him down into the city.

The reason given is simple: if a man wears perfume, he's either a transvestite or trying to be a show-off.

"Inspector Zheng, what do we do now?" He Yanqiang was also anxious. The Red Turban Army was entering the city, and they couldn't stop them at all. The total number of people in Lvchang City was not even a fraction of the Red Turban Army's. They had no way to fight.

"Just watch them. We won't attack unless they launch an attack. Five minutes later, no matter what happens, lead everyone to the south gate. We'll retreat from the south gate."

After Zheng Qian finished speaking, he retreated into the city tower, out of the Red Turban Army's sight, and took off his clothes and handed them to Wu Gang.

“You stand here in my place. I will go to the West Gate to rescue Qin Yong. Remember, no matter what happens, in five minutes, you and General He will lead the men to retreat through the South Gate.”

Donning a black night-clothes, Zheng Qian leaped down from the city wall, shouting to the messenger at the same time.

"Announcement: The eleventh plan has been launched."

"Announcement: The eleventh plan has been launched."

"Announcement: The eleventh plan has been launched."

……

Eleventh plan?

Everyone was curious about what the eleventh plan was.

He Zuowen frowned. What did this message mean?

Inside the brocade knife shop, Zhang Tiezhu had been squatting there. The moment he heard the eleventh plan being activated, he immediately stood up and shouted to the sky.

"Support team, take your positions. Assemble in one minute and await further instructions."

Within a radius of 100 meters from the brocade knife shop, three hundred veterans of the Changwu Army emerged, each full of energy and with a sharp killing intent in their eyes.

These three hundred veterans were the ones Zheng Qian left behind to guard the families of officials. He took command from Qin Yong and arranged them as a backup plan for withdrawing from Lvchang City.

They moved with lightning speed, the three hundred men splitting into ten small teams, checking the Zhuge crossbows and arrows, pulling out the prepared warhorses, and blending into the darkness to gather information, with a clear and orderly division of labor.

In the western part of the city, a thrilling siege is unfolding.

The Red Turban Army's banners fluttered in the wind, their encirclement like a giant net, trapping Qin Yong within. This valiant general was now severely wounded; though his heavy sword was incomparably sharp, it could not break through the enemy's dense defenses.

Despair filled Qin Yong's eyes; he knew he was in dire straits. The Red Turban Army soldiers, their faces contorted in rage, their shouts and the clanging of weapons mingled together, seemingly intent on devouring him.

Li Cheng followed behind Qin Yong, watching him struggle like a trapped beast, unable to break out of the encirclement. He told his men to capture Qin Yong alive, otherwise Qin Yong would not be able to withstand the attack of thousands of people.

"Commander Qin, as long as you surrender, you will definitely have a battalion commander position waiting for you, and you will still be the supreme commander of the Changwu Army."

As soon as Li Cheng spoke, his men stopped their attack.

Qin Yong was seriously injured, his battle robe stained with blood. He held a heavy sword, leaned against a broken wall, and his eyes revealed an indomitable light.

He was surrounded by a dense swarm of Red Turban soldiers, like a giant iron barrel trapping him inside.

With his heavy sword planted in the ground, Qin Yong was so exhausted he could barely stand. "Bullshit! I'd rather lose my head and bleed than be a lackey."

"Commander Qin, look at yourself now, seriously injured and all alone. How could you possibly break through?" Li Cheng tried to keep his tone calm. "The leader values ​​you highly. He promised that as long as you surrender, you will not only save your life but also be given an important position, and your brothers will not die."

Qin Yong's eyes widened as he glared at Li Cheng. Though his voice was weak, it was filled with determination and unyielding spirit: "I, Qin Yong, have fought on the battlefield my entire life and have never considered the word 'surrender.' Even if I am surrounded, even if I am seriously wounded, I will never bow down to the enemy!"

Li Cheng sighed and shook his head: "Qin Yong, why are you so stubborn? Surrendering is not a disgrace, but a way to survive. The leader really values ​​you, and the conditions he promised are very generous. You should think about your future."

Qin Yong sneered, straining to stand as straight as possible: "Li Cheng, do you think I, Qin Yong, fight for fame and fortune? I fight on the battlefield to protect my country and its innocent people. Even if I die here, I will never betray my beliefs and oath!"

His gaze gradually turned cold as Li Cheng lost his last bit of patience. Since Qin Yong was determined to become a hero, he would grant his wish and waved his hand dismissively.

"kill him."