After Dongfeng recedes.
Xuanyuan City gathered all the officers and soldiers again.
"Officers and generals, the Western Regions have repeatedly provoked, and this time they even dare to infiltrate our country to attempt to kill His Highness. Their hearts may be punished!"
Xuanyuan City's voice was low and powerful, piercing the night and striking the heart.
"I have decided, tonight, we will launch a surprise attack straight to the Western Regions' royal court, so that the world may know that those who offend the Jing Kingdom will be punished no matter how far they are."
"The subordinate officer will comply with the order!" The soldiers shouted in unison, their morale was high.
Xuanyuan City looked at Nan Feng beside him, "Nan Feng, lead the elite infantry as the vanguard. You must break through the Western Front before dawn and pave the way for the main force."
"Understood!"
Nan Feng bowed respectfully and quickly turned to leave the tent, preparing to assemble the team.
Subsequently, Xuanyuan City issued another deployment, from the cavalry's flanking maneuver to the long-distance support of archers, and then to the strict guarantee of logistics and grain, every detail was considered in detail.
It's almost midnight, and the Jing Kingdom's army is fully equipped and ready to set out.
Xuanyuan City is dressed in armor, mounted on a tall warhorse, and fixes his gaze on the front with a firm look.
"Soldiers, tonight's battle concerns the honor of Jing Kingdom. Only victory is allowed, and defeat is not permitted!" Xuanyuan City shouted.
"Would die for Jing Kingdom, would give my life for the Qin King!"
The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices echoing through the sky.
With the order, the army surged towards the Western Regions' royal court like a wave.
The sound of horse hooves was deliberately muffled, leaving only a series of dark shadows moving rapidly under the moonlight, like hunters in the netherworld, approaching the Western Regions' royal court.
Inside the Western Regions' royal court, the leader Borto was discussing countermeasures with Ha Wule and others.
They knew the Jing Kingdom's army was pressing, but they did not expect the enemy to launch a night attack so quickly.
"Leader, the Jing Kingdom's army is advancing. Should we immediately gather our forces to counterattack?"
A servant rushed into the room to report.
Borto's face darkened as he looked at Ha Wule, who furrowed his brow and was clearly weighing the pros and cons. "Our forces are scattered, night battle is unfavorable for us. But if we retreat, it will only embolden the Jing Kingdom."
"Ha Wule, go quickly and gather all the soldiers who can fight in the city, and set up defenses at the city gates."
"Ta Shan, you personally go wake up the commander of the city's defense and prepare for battle."
Borto thought for a moment and decided to give orders to those around him.
At this moment, he felt very regretful in his heart. He wished he had known that woman, A Yao, would betray him; it would have been better to assign the task to someone else.
Unfortunately, there is no antidote for regret in the world.
"Yes, leader."
"Yes, leader."
Ha Wule and Ta Shan quickly left to carry out the orders.
Borto also couldn't afford to waste any time and quickly went to the city gate to direct the battle.
"Dammit, Xuanyuan Cheng, that bastard, calling himself the War God of Jing Kingdom, he actually pulled this sneak attack trick at midnight…"
Borto stood on the city tower, watching the Jing Kingdom's army that had already appeared below the city gate, his face was extremely dark, and he kept cursing non-stop.
Nan Feng was wearing a black armor, riding a large horse, and holding a long sword in his hand.
The leading elite infantry rapidly initiated a charge.
"Kill!"
Nan Feng roared, his face in the firelight looked especially resolute.
With his command.
The soldiers surged towards the city gate like a wave, their steps were neat, and their shouting was deafening.
The leading elite infantry held shields and lances tightly together, forming an unbreakable line of attack.
On the city tower, Borto commanded the Western soldiers to resist, his voice echoing, "Fire at them, use arrows to shoot them dead."
The Western soldiers were called out of their sleep in the middle of the night, they were still somewhat dazed and not very awake, and their preparations were not complete.
Some of them haven't even put on their armor, hearing the leader's order, they hurriedly shot arrows and retaliated.
However, due to insufficient preparation, their shooting was disorganized and chaotic.
Many arrows missed the mark, or couldn't even inflict effective harm on the Jing soldiers.
The archers of Jing Kingdom quickly took their positions. They were skilled, drew bows and loaded arrows, and fired a hundred arrows at a time, like locusts shooting towards the city tower.
For a moment, there were continuous cries of pain on the city tower, and many Western soldiers fell to the ground with arrows in their bodies.
Seeing this scene, Borto was frantic, his face became even darker.
He even took a bow and arrow, personally standing on the city tower to shoot.
The arrow tip aimed at Nan Feng's chest.
Nan Feng had been staring at Borto. Seeing that the arrow tip was aimed at himself, he instantly dodged and avoided that arrow.
Following that, he roared angrily, "Brothers, charge! The enemy on the city tower is running out of strength!"
Encouraged by this, the Jing soldiers charged forward even more bravely.
Borto grinded his teeth, his face was as dark as the bottom of a well.
"Leader, we can't hold on anymore!" a Western soldier screamed in terror.
"Scumbags! Hold them back!" Borto shouted in anger, continuing to shoot arrows wildly.
However, the attack of Jing's army became more fierce, and Jing's soldiers continued to reach the bottom of the city tower, starting to climb the city walls.
At this moment, a Jing arrow flew towards Borto. His bodyguards pushed him away in a hurry, but he himself was hit by an arrow and fell to the ground.
Borto widened his eyes, filled with despair and resentment.
At this chaotic moment, Xifeng led a team of elite soldiers to arrive at the bottom of the city tower like a whirlwind.
They quickly set up a cloud ladder and started climbing agilely.
Xifeng shouted loudly, "Brothers, put in more effort! The enemies on the city tower won't last long!"
Borto, who saw this on the city tower, became more and more panic-stricken.
He kept shooting arrows while shouting to the soldiers around him, "Stop them, don't let them climb up!"
Xifeng and the others soon reached the city tower.
He worked together with Nan Feng to kill the Western soldiers on the city tower.
Seeing that the situation was lost, Borto turned around to escape.
Nan Feng, with sharp eyes, shouted, "Where to run!" and chased after him with a sword.
Xifeng also followed closely behind, encircling Borto together with Nan Feng.
Ha Wule, who was originally in charge of the resistance, saw the situation was unfavorable, took advantage of the confusion, and escaped with a small group of confidants.
As for Borto, Nan Feng and Xifeng had no time to worry about him; of course, the most important thing was to save their own lives.
Borto saw this scene, and he was even more furious, feeling betrayed by his subordinates and feeling angry and hopeless.
"Submit and accept the arrest, Borto!"
Nan Feng approached with his long sword in hand.
Borto hopelessly waved his sword, making a final struggle.
Nan Feng and Xifeng coordinated perfectly, and a few moves later, they knocked Borto's sword to the ground.
Borto gasped for breath, his face pale, and finally collapsed to the ground.
With Borto's capture, the battle on the city tower soon ended.
The Jing army thoroughly occupied the city tower and blew the victory horn.
Xuanyuan Cheng rode his warhorse into the city, looking at the scene of victory, and a contented smile appeared on his face.
"Soldiers, you have worked hard tonight! The victory tonight is the result of everyone's bravery and courage!" Xuanyuan Cheng shouted loudly.
"Wangye is mighty! Jing Kingdom is mighty!" The soldiers' cheers rose one after another.
Xuanyuan Cheng began to order the orderly restoration of the city, and to comfort the people.
The injured soldiers were quickly sent for medical treatment, and the spoils of war were collected and recorded in an orderly manner.
"Master, the storeroom of the Western Regions' royal court has been secured, and there is ample grain and forage inside."
Nan Feng came over and reported respectfully.
"That's good, distribute the grain and forage reasonably, ensuring that the main army has a continuous supply." Xuanyuan Cheng nodded.
Just then, a soldier ran up in a hurry, looking anxious as he reported, "Your Majesty, Ha Wule has escaped with his confidants!"
Xuanyuan Cheng furrowed his brow, but quickly regained his composure.
He turned to Beifeng beside him and ordered, "Immediately dispatch a team of elite cavalry, catch up with Ha Wule at all costs. If possible, capture him alive; if not, kill him on the spot. You must prevent him from having a chance to regroup."
"Yes, Master."
Beifeng accepted the order and quickly organized a team of elite soldiers to pursue Ha Wule.
After arranging the troops, Xuanyuan Cheng immediately ordered a letter to be written, reporting the results of the battle quickly by fast horse to the capital.
Several days later, the news of victory was delivered to the palace in the capital.
Xuanyuan Zan was in the audience hall with his officials discussing state affairs.
The head eunuch Li An rushed in, surprised and said, "Your Majesty, we have received good news from the Western Regions!"
Xuanyuan Zan's gaze met Li An's, and his eyes instantly sparkled with surprise. "Hurry up and show it to me!" he said urgently.
Li An dare not delay, quickly presenting the dispatch.
Xuanyuan Zan grabbed the dispatch in one hand, quickly read it, and the expression on his face changed from tension to ecstasy.
"Hahahaha, the King of Qin is truly the War God of our Jing Kingdom!"
Xuanyuan Zan couldn't help but laugh out loud, his laughter echoing in the audience hall.
The officials discussing state affairs with Xuanyuan Zan in the audience hall also had joyful expressions on their faces.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, and congrats! The King of Qin has achieved great feats in this battle, a true blessing for our Jing Kingdom!"
An old minister bowed respectfully and said.
Xuanyuan Zan looked pleased and happy, looking at the old minister, and said happily, "Gao King has been extraordinary since he was young. This time he led the army to the Western Regions, showcasing exceptional military talent. He is truly a source of pride for our Xuanhuang family!"
"The words of Your Majesty are most accurate. King Gao is both wise and brave, a pillar in the middle of our Jing Kingdom!"
Another young minister agreed.
Xuanyuan Zan's expression was filled with emotion: "With King Gao guarding these ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains for me, I feel very at ease. I must properly reward him to let everyone in the world know of his achievements!"
The ministers shouted in unison, "Your Majesty is wise and just!"
For a moment, the audience hall was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
