"Stop!" Qian Shuyu held his sword across Wan Chengyan's neck and shouted at the fighting soldiers, "If you dare to resist again, I'll kill him!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Qian Shuyu slightly tightened his grip on the sharp blade, leaving a bloody mark on Wan Chengyan's neck.
"Tsk... Qian Shuyu! You traitor!" Wan Chengyan gritted his teeth, but since his body was firmly held by Qian Shuyu, he couldn't break free at all.
Seeing Wan Chengyan captured, Feng Zuo's subordinates all stopped their actions and glared at Qian Shuyu resentfully.
"Put down your weapons!" Qian Shuyu roared.
"Qian Shuyu! You son of a bitch! You're not human!" Wan Chengyan roared.
"Put down your weapons!" Ignoring Wan Chengyan, Qian Shuyu repeated when he saw the soldiers didn't move, "Or I'll kill him!"
The soldiers exchanged glances and reluctantly threw their weapons on the ground. Immediately afterwards, they were firmly captured by Qian Shuyu's subordinates and their hands were tied behind their backs.
Curses and insults filled the air, but Qian Shuyu ignored them as if he couldn't hear at all. He escorted Wan Chengyan to the breach of the city wall and shouted to Yaze Bu in the distance, "I've controlled them! Come and get Feng Zuo's head yourself!"
Yaze Bu snorted and said, "Don't play tricks on me. Do you think you're in any position to bargain with me?"
Qian Shuyu's face darkened, and his lips trembled with anger but he couldn't say a word.
"I've made myself clear just now. I want you to personally offer Feng Zuo's head to me!" Yaze Bu's smile grew wider. Qin Huailian's plan was so accurate. It was a perfect move that not only caused a rift within their camp but also got rid of Wan Chengyan and Feng Zuo. In this way, it would only take him a few moments to capture Gengnan City.
Qian Shuyu's face turned ashen.
Wan Chengyan sneered and cursed, "Traitor! If you dare to kill Feng Zuo, I curse you to go to hell! You'll die a horrible death!"
"Shut up!" Qian Shuyu elbowed Wan Chengyan hard in the lower back. Wan Chengyan bent over in pain and gasped for breath.
Qian Shuyu looked up at Yaze Bu, his face a mixture of humiliation and hesitation.
"Didn't you understand?" Yaze Bu said coldly.
"Understood." Qian Shuyu replied calmly. He threw Wan Chengyan to a soldier and then walked down the city wall without looking back.
Wan Chengyan shouted at the top of his lungs, "Qian Shuyu! You bastard! Traitor! Shameless thing! How dare you kill Feng Zuo?! If you dare to kill Feng Zuo, I'll kill you—!"
"Umph!" The soldier chopped the back of Wan Chengyan's head with a hand knife. Wan Chengyan stared with wide eyes, his eyes rolling up. With disbelief and anger on his face, he fainted.
Qian Shuyu walked down the city wall step by step and slowly made his way to the medical clinic. The people previously sent by Wan Chengyan to protect Feng Zuo had already been tied up by his subordinates. His eyes flickered for a moment, then he lifted the curtain of the medical clinic and walked in.
There were many wounded soldiers lying haphazardly in the medical clinic, and Feng Zuo was lying in the innermost part.
His face was pale, and a young doctor was still squatting beside him, calling his name.
"General Feng, General Feng?" The young doctor had no idea that someone had come. Still with his back to Qian Shuyu, he called out again and again, "General Wan sent me to call you from time to time, telling you to go and win battles quickly. Can you hear me? If you can, you must show some reaction! Then your wounds will heal faster."
Qian Shuyu stopped not far behind the young doctor, his face gloomy.
"General Feng? Feng..." The young doctor's body suddenly trembled. Then he excitedly grabbed Feng Zuo's hand and said tremblingly, "General Feng? Do you have consciousness?"
Hearing this, Qian Shuyu quickened his steps and asked, "What's going on?"
The young doctor turned his head and saw it was Qian Shuyu. He wiped away his excited tears and replied, "Reporting to the general, just now General Feng's finger moved. This is a good sign. It seems that General Feng is recovering and is about to wake up!"
The young doctor said through his sobs of joy, "General Wan kept telling me to use 'winning battles' to stimulate him. I didn't expect it to really work."
Qian Shuyu's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "I see... I got it. You can go out first."
"Yes, general." The young doctor stood up with a smile, bowed to Qian Shuyu and said, "I don't have the ability to lead troops in battles. I can only save people. Now that General Feng is recovering and General Qian is holding the front line firmly, I'm sure Gengnan City will surely get through this crisis smoothly!"
Qian Shuyu kept a gloomy face and didn't reply.
Seeing that Qian Shuyu ignored him, the young doctor could only scratch his head awkwardly and left the room bowing.
In the room, there were only some comatose or seriously ill wounded soldiers left, as well as Qian Shuyu standing beside Feng Zuo.
Qian Shuyu stood beside Feng Zuo for a long time.
It was not until a seriously wounded soldier called out to Qian Shuyu that he suddenly trembled and came back to his senses.
Then, with his back to everyone and under the confused looks of the wounded soldiers, he slowly drew out the long knife from his waist...
It was already afternoon.
Yaze Bu still stood there. The horse under him had started to snort restlessly.
Although Yaze Bu looked calm on the surface, he was actually a bit panicked inside. After all, he didn't know anything about Qian Shuyu. All he knew was what Qin Huailian had told him. He didn't know if it was true or if this plan would succeed.
Just as he was hesitating whether to directly attack the city, the gate of Gengnan City suddenly opened. Qian Shuyu rode a horse, holding a wooden box in his hand. With a group of soldiers behind him, he slowly walked to a place not far from Yaze Bu's army and stopped, glaring at Yaze Bu with a pale face.
"Humph, you really made me wait." Yaze Bu sneered and said, "Qian Shuyu, why don't you bring it to me in person?"
"Why don't you come and get it yourself?" Qian Shuyu said in a deep voice, holding the wooden box tightly in his hand as if it were extremely heavy.
Yaze Bu was stunned for a moment, his face showing a fierce look. "I told you to bring it to me personally. How dare you disobey?"
"How do I know if you'll kill me with a single sword? Do you think I'm that stupid?!" Qian Shuyu roared angrily. The atmosphere between the two sides suddenly became tense.
"Humph, aren't you afraid that I'll directly launch an attack?" Yaze Bu raised his eyebrows.
Qian Shuyu said, "We're only five steps apart. Do you have the confidence to get out of here alive? You can give it a try."
Yaze Bu gritted his teeth. "What did you say?!"
"Send someone to get it yourself!"
Yaze Bu was so angry that his face turned black. He kicked a soldier from Loulan beside him and shouted, "You go!"
The Loulan soldier quickly trotted over, took the wooden box from Qian Shuyu's hand, then ran back with the box in his arms and presented it to Yaze Bu.
Yaze Bu gave Qian Shuyu a teasing look, then dismounted and slowly opened the wooden box with the help of the soldier.
Suddenly, Yaze Bu's pupils shrank sharply!
Before he could react, a sharp and angry order rang in his ear:
"Kill—!"