Chapter 1077 Let the Persians think they are right for a moment
Sha Zhen is fine. She had already succumbed to Yan Liang in order to "save" herself.
Fu Hong and the other two daughters looked shocked and surprised.
Their eyes couldn't help but glance towards Yan Liang.
Frankly speaking, Yan Liang's majestic face and lion-like body exuded seductive charm all the time, making their hearts flutter.
If they could go to Japan together with Yan Liang, it would be a great blessing for the people of their daughter's country.
It's not like Fu Hong and her daughter had never thought about it before. They even wanted to turn Yan Liang into their male slave and provide them with fine blood.
However, that was based on the premise that they were the victors. As victors, Yan Liang was pressed on top of them and allowed to be "ravaged" by them.
Now, Yan Liang wants them to crawl at Yan Liang's feet as losers and please Yan Liang servilely.
In their world view, this is equivalent to allowing them to exchange identities with their male favorite.
In that case, the physical effect would still be the same, but mentally, their dignity would be ruthlessly trampled on.
Fu Hong glared angrily at Yan Liang, feeling indignant at Yan Liang's humiliating bet.
"I have given you a chance. It's up to you whether you dare or not." Yan Liang appreciated her indignation and sneered.
"Mother Queen, this is our only chance for freedom, I think we should agree." Princess Baozhu persuaded in a low voice.
Shi Lan also pulled Fu Hong and said: "Mother, my sister is right. I don't believe that he can capture the city of Shache defended by the Persian army with tens of thousands of troops. This bet, our mother and daughter will win."
The persuasion of her two daughters gradually dispelled Fu Hong's anger, and she began to weigh the bet calmly.
"They said yes. This Yan Liangtai is self-righteous. He has been attacking our Jingjue City for so long, let alone Shache City, which is guarded by Persians. He will definitely lose this bet."
While weighing, a sinister smile appeared on the corners of her red lips.
After pondering for a moment, she snorted coldly and said: "Okay, since you have the courage, then we, mother and daughter, will make a bet with you, Yan Liang. Don't keep your word."
"Haha~~" Yan Liang smiled disdainfully. "I am in control of the world. I can kill whoever I want and spare whoever I want. Do I still need to regret it with you stinky bitches? Just clean your butts and wait for the fulfillment.
Let’s make a bet.”
Yan Liang made a vulgar taunt and waved his hand to take her mother and daughter down first.
Mother and daughter were deeply surprised by Yan Liang's self-confidence. They really couldn't figure out where Yan Liang's self-confidence came from.
After getting out of the imperial tent, Shi Lan forced himself to say confidently: "That Yan Liang is too arrogant. Don't worry, Queen Mother, he will definitely be defeated this time."
"If you idiots hadn't betrayed me, how could I have fallen to this point and still have the nerve to speak?" Fu Hong glared at them and rebuked them, obviously still angry at the rebellious behavior of her three daughters.
, holding a grudge.
All three women looked ashamed, especially Sha Zhen.
She originally thought that because she had betrayed her mother and sister, Yan Liang would treat her differently, or at least accept her as his concubine.
Sha Zhen did not expect that in Yan Liang's eyes, she was not even a prostitute, let alone accepting her as his concubine.
Now, Sha Zhen is also deeply regretting that she should have surrendered to Yan Liang, but that she had reduced her noble status as a princess to this level.
"Mother Queen, we have also been fooled by Yan Liang. At this point, we mother and daughter should work together. As long as we win the bet this time, we can regain our freedom." Shi Lan persuaded generously.
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Fu Hong snorted coldly, and her anger subsided a little.
The mother and daughter put aside their grudges for the time being and prayed together in their hearts that the Persians could survive the seven days so that they could win their freedom.
For the next six days, Yan Liang did not move after being pressed.
In the early morning of the seventh day, Yan Liang summoned the generals and issued an order to assemble the entire army and prepare to capture Shache City in one fell swoop.
All the generals were eager to try, eager to start a battle immediately and capture the city blocking the road in front of them. However, Yan Liang's order for a general attack made the generals quite confused.
Because in the past six days, Yan Liang had not made any other preparations for the war except asking the craftsmen to make the Thunderbolt Chariot.
At present, less than twenty Pili chariots have been built. How can this mere number break through the city of Yarkand defended by 20,000 Persian troops?
Suspicious, the generals dared to disobey the order, so they each took charge of their own troops and assembled at the southern gate of Shache.
The 60,000-strong army was already in formation. The flags covered the sky and the sun, and the white light reflected by the armor almost made the sky cold.
At the foot of Shache City, after hearing the news, Prince Mengdan of Shule and the Persian general Minos hurried to the city.
Seeing the Chu army fighting like this, Meng Dan gasped and said in surprise: "The entire Chu army came out, it seems they are planning to break the city in one fell swoop."
"They came just in time." Minos snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "My Persian warriors have fully rested and are waiting for Yan Liang to attack in order to avenge the defeat that day."
Minos had 20,000 troops at hand and did not pay any attention to the Chu army's siege.
His self-confidence gave Meng Dan some confidence. The Prince of Shule puffed out his chest, pretending to be calm, and asked his subordinates to prepare for the battle and severely defeat the attacking enemy.
Outside the city, Yan Liang scanned the enemy city with his eagle eyes. He was not in a hurry to attack, but generously gave the enemy troops at the top of the city a chance to gather.
Half an hour later, the Persian army flags at the top of the city were densely covered with people. It was estimated that more than 20,000 elite soldiers had already entered the city.
A cold and sly smile appeared in Yan Liang's eagle eyes, and he raised his whip and shouted: "Send the order and push my thunder car to the front of the battle."
The letter flag waved, and a path opened in the military formation. More than twenty Pili vehicles were pushed up to the front of the formation with a creaking sound.
It is more than two hundred steps away from the enemy city in front.
This distance is the farthest range of the Thunderbolt Chariot, and the enemy's crossbows cannot reach it.
Seeing this scene, the generals felt a little worried.
The Thunderbolt Car is far inferior to the city-breaking cannon in terms of attack power and accuracy. Apart from being easy to manufacture and small in size, it can be said that it does not have many advantages.
According to common sense, if you want to use Thunderbolt Chariots to break through the city, you must concentrate a large number of Thunderbolt Chariots and use the advantage of quantity to carry out violent bombing to be effective.
Given the strong strength of Shache City, if you want to break the city, you will need at least two hundred Thunderbolt Chariots to have a chance.
A mere twenty vehicles may not even be enough to scratch the enemy city's itch.
All the generals were deeply suspicious. They really didn't know why the emperor, who was well versed in the efficiency of thunder chariots, would choose to attack the city in this way.
With suspicious and speculative eyes, Yan Liang said calmly: "It's almost time. Show me the gift I gave to the Persians."
The second order was given, and camel carts came from behind the formation, carrying large wooden barrels, and came to the front of the formation.
At first, the generals thought that Yan Liang was planning to launch gunpowder barrels into the enemy city and use gunpowder to blow up the city.
Then the generals thought that the gunpowder they carried with the army in order to deal with the Cockscomb Snake in Loulan had been almost used up. In such a short period of time, there was no way to transport so many barrels of gunpowder from the rear.
If it’s not gunpowder, what is in the barrel?
In the midst of suspicion, Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise: "Your Majesty, could the content in this barrel be oil?"
Yan Liang raised his head and smiled slightly, but said nothing.
This silence means acquiescing to Zhao Yun's guess.
That's right, those wooden barrels contain the oil brought from Jingjue City.
Today, Yan Liang is going to burn the city of Yarkand directly with a fire made of petroleum, and see what Minos can do.
Zhao Yun guessed Yan Liang's intention with one word, and all the generals suddenly realized it. Their doubtful eyes turned into wonder, and they were all amazed at the emperor's imagination.
The fighting spirit and morale of the soldiers of the three armies were on fire in an instant.
In an atmosphere of surprise, Yan Liang raised his whip and sneered: "Put the oil barrels on the Thunderbolt Car and let the Persians enjoy it."
When the order was passed, the soldiers beside the Pili chariot began to quickly load the oil barrels one by one into the Pili chariot.
The Persian army and Shule army on the opposite city were completely unaware that a huge danger was approaching.
"General Minos, the Chu army is going to use thunder chariots." Meng Dan was slightly worried.
At the time, Sima Wang of the Zoroastrian Cult taught the craftsmanship of the Pili Chariot to the countries in the Western Regions, so Meng Dan recognized it.
Minos squinted his eyes and said disapprovingly: "Isn't it just a trebuchet? We don't have any in the Persian Empire. If there aren't hundreds of such things, we can't even hope to exert their power. The enemy only has more than twenty.
Don't worry."
Mengdan breathed a sigh of relief, secretly praising Minos for his knowledge, and said with a sarcastic smile: "This Yan Liang, it seems that he was forced to do this because he had no choice but to do this. It's really ridiculous."
The two men in the city, together with the 20,000 people, looked at the Chu army's busy work with disdain.
A moment later, in the Chu army's formation, the sound of war drums rose to the sky.
The signal to transmit has been issued.
Huhuhu——
Accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, more than twenty wooden barrels rose into the air and sped towards Yarkand City.
The moment the barrels soared into the air, both Minos and Mengdan were surprised. However, they did not expect that the enemy's trebuchet would fire out barrels instead of stones.
While he was still in shock, the wooden barrel had already arrived.
Click, click, click!
Half of the barrels missed the city wall and either fell in front of the moat or flew over the city wall and flew into the city. Only a dozen barrels hit the city wall.
What shocked the Persians was that a large amount of black liquid spilled out of the broken barrel.
The splashing liquid caught them off guard. Many people were unable to dodge and were splashed all over.
For a time, the city was completely wet, and hundreds of Persians were soaked in the water.
Minos was unable to dodge and was splashed with liquid on his sleeve. He frowned and said angrily: "What's going on? What is this?"
Just when Minos was still shocked and angry, Yan Liang sneered and raised his whip again.
In front of the formation, more than a thousand crossbowmen bent their bows and fired arrows, heading towards the enemy city.
On each sharp arrow, the red fire is burning. (To be continued...)