Monarch of Evernight: Thirteenth Battle

bsp;In Qianye’s eyes, Liaocheng is neither good nor bad. After looking at it for a while, he asked: "Who does Liaocheng belong to now?"

Nan Ruohuai replied respectfully, "The Lord of Liaocheng is the second brother's grandfather and his biggest helper."

What he said seemed to be ordinary, but Qianye seemed to hear something and turned around and asked: "Do you have a grudge against your second brother?"

"Brothers, the hatred is not as deep as the sea." Nan Ruohuai took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said: "The person I like most died in my second brother's house!"

Qianye nodded and said, "Then what do you need me to do?"

Nan Ruohuai knelt down with a plop and said solemnly: "You only need to give him to me in the future, and my life will always be yours."

Qianye said calmly: "Isn't it mine now?"

Nan Ruohuai bowed his head and said: "I think I still have some small talents, and I have not wasted them in the past twenty years. I know what you mean by supporting me. But if I return to my heart, I will make Zheng Guo more and more prosperous. Let you no longer have to worry about this small place. This is different from putting a puppet on the throne."

Qianye stared at Nan Ruohuai's gray hair and the back of his neck, and said nothing for a while. There was no fluctuation in his heart at this moment, but he felt a little emotional.

Nan Ruohuai did not raise his head, but his posture was calmer and calmer than the previous times he had faced Qianye. After a long while, Qianye smiled and said, "Zheng Guo is still young?"

Nan Ruohuai breathed a sigh of relief when he mentioned this in his heart, "To me, it is heaven and earth, but in your eyes, it is just a corner. For a person like you, not to mention Zheng Guo, it is just Yong Lu is just a bigger springboard."

Qianye laughed, "You do have confidence in me."

"In fact, we have never seen anyone like you, and we have never even heard of him."

Qianye got up, walked to the window, looked at the void in the distance, and said, "Do you know what I want to do?"

Nan Ruohuai hesitated to speak, and then said honestly: "To be honest, I don't know."

Qianye sighed and said: "I actually don't have any big goals, just take it one step at a time."

Nan Ruohuai was stunned. He really didn't believe it. He just said that he was not strong enough to make Qianye reveal the secret, so he didn't ask any more questions.

He didn't know that Qianye himself really had no ambitions. All he wanted to do was take care of his brothers, which was to send someone to the Holy Mountain.

Now that the entire Xudong Floating Island has been pacified, the next step is to occupy and prepare for war. Qianye sealed off the entire space outside the floating island, and all airships were only allowed to enter but not to leave. In one day, all the 10,000 troops from Dark Fire arrived and replaced the elite troops from various places. At the same time, Yuanjing City began to build large-scale fortifications and strengthen turrets.

This floating island is regarded by Qianye as the first springboard and base for marching into Yonglu, so he attaches great importance to it. After the first batch of troops arrived, Qianye sent a message back and ordered An Huo to immediately prepare several engineering aerostats and recruit craftsmen to come to Xudong.

A few days later, when the garrison troops on the floating island were in place, Qianye led the army to set off and flew to Liaocheng.

Ten thousand troops arrived at the floating island, and only four thousand left with Qianye. The floating island is not that small, and the basic garrison requirement exceeds 10,000 troops, and 6,000 troops cannot be reduced. If it decreases further, even the mercenary generals will no longer work.

There are about 150,000 people in Liaocheng, which can be considered a big city. This place is built along the river and has convenient transportation. There is a black stone mine outside the city, which provides a steady stream of energy for the entire city's workshops. When Qianye arrived, the first thing he saw from a distance was not the city, but the gray-black smoke columns above the city.

Behind the billowing smoke are flowing gold coins. There are ready-made workshops in Liaocheng, and more importantly, there are a large number of skilled craftsmen who, with a little training, can be used in the empire's workshop system. Originally, the Zheng Kingdom imitated Great Qin in everything, and the workshop system was similar, but it was equivalent to the level of the empire fifty years ago.

When the fleet approached the sky above Liaocheng, the entire city rang with piercing sirens, and even Qianye, who was on the battle patrol, could hear it clearly. He walked onto the deck and looked down. He saw several valves opening on a steel tower in the center of the city, and billowing steam spurted out, making a harsh scream.

Power towers and steam sirens?

Qianye was a little surprised, the city's equipment was exceptionally high. Although that power tower is an old model, it is still a power tower no matter how old it is. Many cities in the Neutral Land do not even have one. Moreover, this power tower is a bit old, but its specifications are large and tall enough, and the power output must be surging.

In other words, there may be powerful power turrets in the city?

Qianye's eyes narrowed, and his ears had caught a strange sharp whistling sound. The top of a dark tower in the distance opened, and a thick crossbow arrow was sprayed out, drawing an arc in the air and shooting towards the battle patrol.

If this was not an attack from the enemy, Qianye would have praised the timing of launching this arrow. At this moment, the speed of the battle patrol has slowed down, and there is no time to increase the speed instantly. Moreover, no matter what, the huge battle patrol cannot outrun the tracking ballista within the range.

With a roar, the entire battle patrol trembled, and Qianye was a little surprised by the magnitude. The power of this ballista was actually greater than he expected.

Qianye flashed and appeared on the bow of the battle patrol. I saw that the crossbow arrow was nailed to the outer shell of the battle patrol and was half-engraved.

After all, the captain is a veteran of long-term battles. When he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately fine-tuned the ship without having time to intercept the fire or get out of range. This part of the battle patrol is the thickest part of the armor, and the ballistae failed to penetrate the outer armor.

Qianye stepped forward with Dongyue in hand and cut off the exposed part of the crossbow arrow with a sword, and saw that the inside was solid. If this is a tracking burst crossbow equipped on the empire's cutting-edge warships, then if it explodes, it is entirely possible that all the armor on the bow of the battle cruiser will be blown away.

However, if the battle patrol can stop it, other battleships cannot!

Qianye's eyes narrowed, and at this moment three more turrets rose up, the tops opened, and each fired a tracking giant crossbow!

One of the three giant crossbows was launched towards the frigate, one towards the battle cruiser, and the other towards the rear.

Qianye didn't have time to think about it, and his figure flashed and appeared beside the frigate. Dongyue was like lightning, slashing six swords in a row, one strike targeting all directions, and cutting the incoming giant crossbow into several pieces. The battle patrol was shocked again and was hit by a giant crossbow again. Fortunately, this shot was also nailed into the thick part of the armor and still did not penetrate the armor.

Qianye turned around, his expression changed slightly, and the target of the last giant crossbow was the troop transport ship at the rear of the fleet! Of course, the transport ship couldn't escape the range. The giant crossbow hit it at the waist, then penetrated from the top of the ship and flew up to a thousand meters in the air. Only then did it lose its strength and turn around and fall.

A huge gap appeared in the center of the transport ship's hull, and flames erupted from the gap, and several figures fell. The transport ship blared alarms and then rushed to the ground.

Seeing that the ship was about to be destroyed and everyone was killed, the hatch on one side of the transport ship suddenly collapsed. It was obviously forced open from the inside, and a large amount of steam spurted out. The hull immediately began to rotate, and the mercenaries were continuously thrown out from inside with the power of the rotation.

Qianye breathed a sigh of relief.

This response of the transport ship is the best choice at this moment. It carries elite mercenaries, including officers with Force cultivation level five or six or higher. They fell from a height of several hundred meters. It wasn't because they were unlucky, most of them survived without being injured. On the contrary, the burning transport ship is a big coffin of flaming steel, and the only way to stay inside is to die.

Throwing the crew and mercenaries out can also avoid the explosion range after the spacecraft lands. The captain's quick wit is really good. The only disadvantage is that some mercenaries may be thrown into the center of the city, where enemies are everywhere.

But as long as the mercenaries are allowed to set foot on the ground, Qianye is not worried about their combat effectiveness. It's hard to find a profession more suitable for urban street fighting than mercenaries.

Then it’s time for the dark fire to counterattack.

Even the powerful turrets in the main city of Daqin cannot fire very fast, and the reloading speed of the four power turrets in Liaocheng is even slower. The battle cruiser captain had synchronized the attack position when he was fine-tuning the defense. Now he was in position. With the roar of the main gun, half of a main gun tower in Liaocheng was suddenly destroyed.

The battle cruiser ignored the outcome of the battle and continued to turn, aiming at another main turret. At this time, the three frigates in the air had also adjusted their attack postures and dived from high altitude. Their rapid-fire main guns roared continuously, submerging the third turret in the sea of ​​fire.

Only the last turret was left, and another crossbow bolt rose from the inside. The large cloud of steam almost flooded the turret, and the spinning gears continued to accumulate power. This time its target was no longer an unbeatable battle cruiser, but a frigate.

In the blink of an eye, the turret has completed the power accumulation. The giant crossbow is trembling and is about to be fired. Suddenly, the surrounding scenery is distorted. Qianye appears above the crossbow, holding a section of steel beam in his hand. He inserts it with force and instantly launches the crossbow. The gun was stuck in the slot.

A sudden change occurred, and the officers and soldiers manipulating the crossbow could not react. They had already instinctively stepped on the firing pedal after a series of operations. However, the giant crossbow was stuck and could not move. The expanding power steam had nowhere to vent. In the blink of an eye, the accumulated power reached an extremely terrifying level. The cast steel shell of the turret began to expand rapidly to a degree visible to the naked eye!

Amidst the desperate screams of the officers and soldiers, the turret suddenly exploded, and the huge force even threw several tons of components hundreds of meters into the air! How can a human body withstand such power? None of the soldiers in the turret had time to escape, and no corpses were left.

Qianye’s figure has returned to the battle patrol and appears on the bridge. The captain was giving instructions nervously, and Qianye raised his hand to indicate that he should continue without coming over to ask for instructions.

The captain continued to issue orders, commanding the huge battleship to tilt its hull and fly around Liaocheng in an elegant manner. In this way, the firepower of its rapid-fire cannons on the sides can be fully utilized, clearing the small turrets and defense facilities in the city one by one.

With the four main turrets killed, the entire Liaocheng city had no means of threatening the battle patrol.

Due to the unexpectedly strong defense force in the city, Qianye simply worked up his patience and watched the war patrol fly in circles over the city, clearing the fortifications block by block.

A full hour passed, and until there was no more sound of artillery or ballistae firing in the entire Liaocheng City, Qianye ordered the mercenaries to land and enter the city to fight.

As for Qianye himself, he rushed straight to the city lord's palace. Facing the swarming guards, a single plunder of life silenced the surrounding area. When he entered the meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion, a mighty old man with gray hair stood up slowly on the throne and raised a huge battle ax in his hand, as if he was waiting.

Qianye did not take action immediately, but said: "Nan Ruohuai will be a good King Zheng, so why are you stubborn? You should know that in front of me, you have no chance."

The old man snorted and said in a deep voice: "Zheng is the country of Zheng people. Who are you?"

Qianye did not answer but asked: "Isn't Ruohuai from Zheng?"

(End of this chapter)