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

Duan Tianyang didn't expect that he would meet his fellow disciples from Zixiao Palace in Shengluo City.

And it seems that this person is his little fanboy, although this fanboy is older than him...

What was even more unexpected to him was that this fan boy could actually stand up and help him a lot at the critical moment.

He looked around and his eyes fell on Zhang Liao. He asked in a low voice with some surprise: "You...how come you are working under Zhou Baiyuan?"

Zhang Liao sighed when he heard this and said, "This is a long story. I will tell you in detail when I have the chance."

Later, when asked whether East City and West City had been breached, Zhang Liao smiled bitterly, leaned forward, and whispered in Duan Tianyang's ear: "Sir, East City and West City are as strong as iron, how could they be breached so easily?"

This reminded Duan Tianyang that Zhang Liao had deliberately spread false information in order to undermine the morale of the rebels in Beicheng.

He took a deep breath, stared at Zhang Liao, and asked: "Why are you willing to help me?"

This question revealed his deep gratitude and curiosity towards Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao's old face turned red, and he said sincerely: "To be honest, I have admired you since I first saw your demeanor in Zixiao Palace. Until today, I am very lucky to be able to serve you." His words revealed his sincere respect.

Although Zhou Baiyuan saved their lives and took them in when they were in danger, he had a deeper agenda behind the scenes - to rebel by borrowing everyone's power.

Zhang Liao and the other three were all martial artists. Being wanted criminals by the imperial court, they just happened to become the sharpest blades in his hands.

However, this gratitude and loyalty are more of a mutual exploitation, they are only seeking a place of refuge.

In contrast, Duan Tianyang's position in their hearts is completely different.

He is not only a fellow student, but also a role model and idol in their hearts.

At this moment, Duan Tianyang was very surprised to hear that his past achievements had won him a loyal fan.

While the two were talking, Qiu Tieyi, Lu Jingyuan, Hua Duoer and other people from the Hidden Martial Hall rushed down from the top of the city wall like a gust of wind and surrounded Duan Tianyang.

They looked him up and down, their eyes full of concern, and then asked in unison: "Brother Tian, ​​are you okay?"

Everyone in the Hidden Martial Hall are all hidden warriors with high martial arts skills. In the siege just now, they relied on the Hidden Escape Technique to quietly climb to the top of the city and fought a desperate battle with the rebels.

However, the situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. The rebels suddenly laid down their weapons and chose to surrender, bringing the battle to an abrupt end.

Duan Tianyang looked at the concerned faces in front of him, smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "I'm fine, don't worry."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Liao. He was wearing rebel armor, but he was not an enemy of Duan Tianyang. Qiu Tieyi was puzzled: "Brother Tian, ​​who is this warrior...?"

Duan Tianyang smiled slightly and explained: "His name is Zhang Liao. He was my former fellow disciple in Zixiao Palace. I didn't expect that he would work under Zhou Baiyuan. This time, thanks to his great help, we were able to take over North City so easily!" Duan Tianyang's tone was filled with gratitude and sighs.

Zhang Liao heard this and immediately bowed and said humbly, "Your Excellency is too kind. With your extraordinary cultivation, even without me, the North City would still be broken. I have only contributed a little, how dare I take credit for it?"

Zhang Liao was not without selfish motives. With the Hongxing and imperial armies approaching, Shengluo City was isolated and helpless, and the day of its capture might not be far away.

He chose to switch sides at this time, not only out of respect for Duan Tianyang, but also as a wise move after assessing the situation.

Duan Tianyang patted Zhang Liao on the shoulder with a smile and said, "You don't have to be so modest. You played an indispensable role in breaking the city!"

With the help of Zhang Liao, Duan Tianyang captured the north city with only two thousand elite soldiers.

Thousands of rebels surrendered and became prisoners of the Hongxing Army.

As the dawn of victory began to appear, Duan Tianyang acted decisively and ordered his subordinates to send a message on horseback to mobilize all the Hongxing troops left behind in the military camp.

As reinforcements poured into the North City like a tide, he quickly assembled his forces, pointed his sword at Shengluo City, and vowed to conquer it in one go.

In Xicheng, Zhou Baiyuan was leading the rebel soldiers to stubbornly resist the fierce attack of the Hongxing Army.

Just when the battle was at a stalemate, a rebel soldier rushed up to the city gate tower in a panic and reported to Zhou Baiyuan in a trembling voice: "Sir, the North City has been lost, and the Hongxing Army is marching straight in from the North City!"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone in the city gate tower to look at each other in shock, as if time had frozen at this moment.

After a long while, a rebel general rushed to the soldier in anger, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about here! The North City is impregnable, and the main force of the Hongxing Army is in the West City. How can they break through the North City?"

The soldier's face turned pale, and he reported incoherently with a trembling voice: "Every word I said is true... Hongxing's army has swept in from the north city..."

Zhou Baiyuan suddenly came to his senses, pushed away the general who was holding the soldier's collar, and asked anxiously: "How many Hongxing troops have entered the city?"

"I... I can see enemy troops everywhere. The streets and alleys in the northern city are all occupied by the Hongxing Army..."

When Zhou Baiyuan heard this, his head started buzzing, he staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

If the city defenses are solid, we can still fight back and use the advantage of the strong city to keep the enemy out.

Now that the enemy has entered the city and is engaging in close combat, how can our soldiers be able to match the combined might of the Hongxing Army and the Imperial Army?

"Sir, this...how should we...how should we deal with it?"

The tragic news of the fall of the North City came like a bolt from the blue, leaving the rebel generals terrified and at a loss as to what to do.

Everyone focused their attention on Zhou Baiyuan, waiting for him to make a decision.

At this moment, Zhou Baiyuan also felt a sense of despair that the end was approaching.

He swallowed hard, his eyes wandering around in panic and confusion, and he spoke tremblingly: "Who can repel the enemy troops entering the city? I... I will reward him with ten thousand taels of gold!"

However, the reactions of the generals around were to look at each other in dismay.

How can we fight this battle when even the head coach is helpless?

A general mustered up his courage and suggested in a trembling voice: "Sir, the city has been lost. It is meaningless to hold on. Perhaps... perhaps surrendering can save your life..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhou Baiyuan suddenly swung the black knife in his hand. With a flash of cold light, the general's head fell to the ground, and everything came to an abrupt end.

Zhou Baiyuan's eyes were red as he looked around and gnashed his teeth as he said, "If anyone dares to mention the word surrender again, this will be his fate!"

His tone was full of determination, because he knew very well that for him, surrender would mean death.

Others may be able to find a way to survive, but he will definitely die!