Chapter 10: Chaotic Battle! The military formation has been broken!

Seeing the Han army appearing from all directions, the Qin troops patrolling the city were startled, but thanks to their formidable military training, they immediately formed ranks to meet the enemy.

In an instant.

Yangcheng, which had seen two days of silence from the clash of arms, was once again plunged into chaotic warfare.

The Qin elite soldiers patrolling the city numbered over five thousand, but faced with the sudden onslaught of the Han army and cold arrows flying from every direction, the Qin troops in the city suffered significant casualties. Moreover, the number of these suddenly emerging Han soldiers seemed far greater than the Qin troops stationed and patrolling the city.

At the Commandery Governor’s Office.

"What is happening?"

Wang Yan’s expression changed; she, too, heard the sudden sounds of shouting and killing.

Just then!

A series of hurried footsteps echoed from outside the hall.

"Report."

"Reporting to the Military Commander."

"A large number of Han troops have suddenly appeared within Yangcheng, attacking our patrols. Their numbers are not small."

"And they are not stragglers, but organized Han military units."

"They are currently charging toward the Commandery Governor’s Office."

Wang Yan’s deputy hurried in to report.

"What?"

Wang Yan stood up abruptly, her face changing drastically.

"Han troops were hiding in the city?"

"My army of one hundred thousand stormed Yangcheng; how could they have hidden?" Wang Yan exclaimed.

"Commander."

"Yangcheng is a vital military stronghold of Han. Perhaps they had long ago dug hiding places beneath the city. Furthermore, there are tens of thousands of civilian households within the walls. Although our army searched the city, these Han troops must have planned this long in advance," her subordinate officer said immediately.

"They must be intending to retake Yangcheng, or perhaps even sever our supply lines and cut off General Li Teng’s retreat."

"Quickly mobilize all elite soldiers in the city to engage them."

"Send orders to the logistics army stationed outside the city, commanding them to enter the city immediately to join the battle."

Wang Yan said with a grave expression.

She then drew the sword at her side and walked out quickly.

At this moment.

Yangcheng was filled with the sounds of battle; in the dark of night, the two armies were locked in a frantic struggle.

The entire city was shrouded in a murderous atmosphere. However, because the Han army had emerged so suddenly and possessed absolute familiarity with the terrain of Yangcheng, the five thousand elite soldiers within the city were caught off guard and suffered countless casualties.

Inside a civilian house.

Bao Yuan, whom Li Teng had been searching for, sat composedly, with several Han generals waiting by his side.

Just then!

The door opened.

"Reporting to the Supreme General."

"Eight thousand brothers have all sallied forth. The Qin troops in the city were caught off guard by our forces. Now that the Qin troops in Yangcheng are being cleared out, if we wish to retake the city, Yangcheng will return to our Great Han by dawn."

A blood-soaked Han general reported to Bao Yuan.

"Months of planning have finally yielded results."

"King Zheng of Qin."

"It is not so simple to destroy my Great Han."

"Wang Jian, you think yourself extraordinary; this time, I will show you what battlefield deception truly is."

A smile appeared on Bao Yuan’s face.

Then, he stood up slowly.

"Pass on my order: do not get bogged down in the fighting. Charge out of the city and strike directly at the Qin supply train."

"This is the key to the survival of our Great Han."

"As long as we burn the Qin supplies and cut their grain route, no matter how strong the Qin army is, they will eventually be powerless. With this, we can hold out until the states of Zhao and Wei send troops to aid our Great Han," Bao Yuan said with a cold sneer.

From beginning to end.

Bao Yuan never intended to retake Yangcheng.

Instead, he created the illusion of retaking the city, while in reality, he gathered his troops to charge out, creating greater chaos and striking directly at the Qin supply lines.

"Understood," the Han generals replied in unison.

Afterward, Bao Yuan also stood up, drew his sword, and looked through the night toward the direction of Xinzheng: "Your Majesty, our Great Han will never fall. Wait for the news of your subject’s triumphant return."

Outside Yangcheng, where the logistics army was stationed near the city walls.

After a day of labor, most of the logistics troops had already entered their tents to rest. Only a few sentries were on patrol.

Inside a tent.

Zhao Feng, who had been fast asleep, suddenly bolted upright, then quickly put on his shoes and walked out of the tent.

"Something is wrong."

"It seems something has happened in the city."

Standing outside the tent, looking toward Yangcheng from afar, Zhao Feng felt that something was amiss.

By now, his total attributes were approaching four hundred, and his senses were extremely sharp. Although the tent was located in the middle of the logistics camp, hundreds of paces away from Yangcheng, and the sounds of battle in the city could not possibly carry this far, Zhao Feng distinctly heard some movement.

Immediately, Zhao Feng did not hesitate.

He returned to his tent and grabbed his armor and sword.

"Brothers, wake up."

"Something has happened."

Zhao Feng shouted loudly, taking the opportunity to light the candle in the tent.

It was currently the dead of night.

It was the moment of deepest fatigue, and hearing Zhao Feng’s voice, the soldiers in the tent opened their eyes wearily.

"Squad leader, what happened?"

"What could possibly happen in the middle of the night?"

"Yeah."

"Didn't we finish all our tasks for today?"

The logistics soldiers looked at Zhao Feng, very confused.

As logistics troops, they were naturally not as strictly disciplined as the elite soldiers.

"Put on your clothes and take your swords."

"I’m going to wake the others," Zhao Feng said immediately.

"Understood."

Seeing the serious look on Zhao Feng’s face, the soldiers in the tent also rose, despite their exhaustion.

Before long, the entire platoon under Wei Quan had risen.

"Lad Zhao, what is it?"

Wei Quan also rose, looking weary and confused at Zhao Feng.

"I fear something has happened in the city," Zhao Feng said with a grave expression.

"Something happened in the city?"

Wei Quan looked toward Yangcheng with a blank expression, then turned back and said, "The city has already been captured; what could happen?"

"I can't say for sure."

"But it is better to be up."

"And it would be best to wake everyone else," Zhao Feng said.

Wei Quan remained blank.

"Lad Zhao."

"It’s probably *Pingdan* (dawn) by now; waking them up at this hour will cause trouble," Wei Quan said helplessly.

*Pingdan* was a time of the era, roughly between three and five in the morning.

"If we don't wake them, the trouble will be even greater," Zhao Feng said firmly.

Just as his voice fell.

The previously quiet walls of Yangcheng suddenly erupted with the sounds of shouting and killing.

"Kill!"

"Kill..."

Waves of battle cries appeared on the city walls, and not long after, the tightly shut city gates were thrown open.

"All troops, hear my command!"

"Show no mercy to the Qin!"

"Kill!!"

A shout rang out.

Thousands of Han soldiers charged out from the city toward the outside.

As the first wave of Han soldiers rushed out, they drew their bows and crossbows, firing arrows at the tents stationed outside the city.

The sudden rain of arrows and the sudden murderous intent instantly shrouded the logistics camp in a deathly atmosphere.

Many soldiers in the tents did not have time to react and were pierced by arrows while still in their sleep.

"Oh no."

"Enemy attack!"

"Quick, get up, enemy attack!"

"Engage the enemy!"

Waves of panicked voices spread through the logistics camp.

But it was already too late.

Countless Han soldiers were rushing out of the city...