The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Guan Peng looked directly at Chen Ye and asked, "Master Chen, how many monks are there in the attack on Beiyou City?"

Chen Ye thought for a moment and replied, "At least two to three thousand people."

Guan Peng frowned and said worriedly: "Even so, there are still 3,000 enemy troops in the enemy camp. Sect Master, we can't take it lightly."

After hearing this, Chen Ye asked Guan Peng, "What do you think, Elder Guan?"

At this time, a beautiful young woman in her thirties interrupted and said, "According to Elder Guan's opinion, we should follow Lord Chen's strategy and abandon the city directly." She sneered, "From the beginning to the end, Elder Guan did not advocate that we be enemies with the monk army."

Guan Peng glanced at the young woman, sighed in his heart, and then said to Yan Jue in a serious tone: "Master, judging from the current situation, this battle is unsustainable. The continuous siege of the bhikkhu army has exhausted our city defense weapons, and there is a serious shortage of rolling logs and rocks. What's worse is that the kerosene reserves in the city have been used up, and the bhikkhu army has blocked the oil fields. Originally, we relied on Beiyou City as our backup, but now Beiyou City has also been lost. If we continue to fight, I'm afraid the day when the city is broken will not be far away."

After hearing his remarks, Yan Jue's face became indescribably gloomy and his fists clenched.

The young woman Chen Yanjuan who had just spoken responded with a snort of laughter: "Didn't I just say that according to Elder Guan's opinion, we should hand over Tianhu City!"

Guan Peng said solemnly: "Elder Chen, as of now, we are no longer able to turn the tide of the battle..."

However, Yan Jue interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said firmly: "We took Tianhu City with great difficulty. I will never give up easily! Anyone who thinks of abandoning the city again will be severely punished!"

Guan Peng hesitated and finally said nothing.

Chen Yanjuan, another elder of the Yunhuan Sect, smiled at Yan Jue and suggested, "The Sect Master is wise! But it is indeed not easy to defend the city. We should take the initiative to attack. However, the monk army outside Tianhu City is still strong. If we attack directly, I am afraid it will be difficult to win. I suggest setting up an ambush at Black Wind Ridge and attacking the logistical supply of the monk army to cut off their food supplies. This may force them to retreat without a fight."

After listening to this, Yan Jue nodded in agreement, thinking that Chen Yanjuan's suggestion was extremely wise.

He laughed loudly and said, "Elder Chen's suggestion is very good. Let's follow Elder Chen's idea and attack the monk army's supply!"

There was a hint of uneasiness in Guan Peng's eyes. He knew very well that it was too late to cut off the logistics line of the monk army.

The Bhikkhu Army is no longer isolated and helpless. They have occupied Beiyou City. Even if the supply line is blocked, they can still get temporary replenishment in Beiyou City.

However, how long they can hold out has become an unknown.

Honest advice hurts, and Yan Jue doesn't want to hear such words, so it would be futile even if he said them out loud.

In the end, Yan Jue adopted Chen Yanjuan's suggestion and sent a small group of elite troops to ambush in the Black Wind Ridge area, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the logistical supplies of the Monk Army.

Just as they were preparing to take action, the monk army took the lead and launched action.

In just one day, the monk army launched another fierce attack on Tianhu Castle.

This time, they came out in full force, bringing with them a special "reinforcement" - the civilians of Beiyou City.

These "reinforcements" were not combatants, but were used by the Bhikkhu Army as part of a psychological tactic.

They took the families of the soldiers from Beiyou City in Tianhu City as hostages and placed them at the front line of the battle.

A soldier stood outside Tianhu City and shouted loudly: "Brothers Beiyou in Tianhu City, Beiyou City has been captured by us, you must not be obsessed with rebellion anymore. Take this opportunity to turn back from your mistakes and avoid being implicated. If you still join the rebels, your family will face a catastrophe. Can you bear to see your relatives suffer because of you? Repent now and there is still a glimmer of hope!"

There is a saying in the military manual: "Attacking a city is inferior, attacking its heart is superior."

Seeing that their relatives were under the control of the Bhikkhu Army, the Beiyou Army in Tianhu City fell into chaos for a while.

Many Beiyou Army soldiers were anxious and rushed down the city wall, trying to break out of the city gate.

However, the rebels of the Yunhuan Sect acted quickly and sealed the city gates tightly.

At this time, a Yun Huan Sect steward drew out his sword and decisively killed three Beiyou Army soldiers, and shouted loudly: "If anyone dares to leave the city and surrender to the enemy, he will be killed without mercy!"

This shout made the Beiyou Army soldiers terrified and they retreated one after another.

However, the monk army outside the city had already launched a fierce attack.

There were a lot of people from Beiyou City mixed in with the Bhikkhu Army. At this moment, if the rebels from Tianhu City fired arrows, they would not only hit the Bhikkhu Army, but also hurt innocent people from Beiyou City.

The people of Beiyou City outside the city had nothing to do with the rebels of the Yunhuan Sect. The rebels had no worries in their hearts and they all drew their arrows and prepared to shoot.

But the Beiyou Army could not sit idly by. Their relatives - parents, brothers and sisters, wives and children - were all outside the city. How could they watch their loved ones die tragically at the hands of the rebels' arrows?

On the one hand, the rebels on the city walls tried to shoot arrows to stop the attack of the Bhikkhu Army; on the other hand, the Beiyou Army tried their best to stop the rebels from shooting arrows.

For a moment, the top of Tianhu City fell into chaos, with soldiers pushing and pulling each other, and some even wrestling with each other.

When Yan Jue and the people from Yun Huan Sect hurriedly arrived at the top of the city wall, what they saw was this chaotic scene.

He gritted his teeth, making a chilling clattering sound, and suddenly turned to face Chen Ye, angrily questioning: "Master Chen, what's wrong with these people? At this critical moment, why do they dare to do whatever they want on the city wall?"

Chen Ye looked embarrassed and helplessly explained: "Master, although I am the lord of the city, these soldiers are actually... not under my direct command."

Yan Jue's eyes became even more furious after hearing this, and he asked with a sharp gaze, "Where is Liu Gao now?"

Liu Gao, the battalion guard commander of Beiyou City, temporarily took over the military power of Beiyou City after the death of the city guard commander.

Hearing the call, a sturdy man in his thirties hurried to Yan Jue and saluted respectfully: "Master, I am your humble servant!"

Yan Jue stared at him with a sharp gaze and sternly ordered: "Liu Gao, the monk army is now at the gate of the city. If your men dare to act recklessly on the tower again, I will never tolerate it!"

Liu Gao stated with a serious face: "Master, it is not that I indulge my subordinates. It is actually that the monk army deliberately moved the families of the soldiers from Beiyou to Tianhu City. Now the monk army camp outside the city is full of relatives that everyone is worried about. In this situation, how can the soldiers have the heart to draw their swords against their relatives? I hope that the master can understand our difficulties..."

However, after hearing this, Yan Jue retorted fiercely: "Understanding? You actually expect me to understand you now? If I understood you, the city defense would have become a piece of cake for the monk army!" His voice was deafening and filled with uncontrollable anger.