At 100 years old, he joined the army in place of his granddaughter, and became a national war god.

"Brothers, kill them!"

Qin Hao raised his spear high and roared hoarsely.

Behind them, the soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty surged toward the south gate of Yuzhou City like a tidal wave. Ladders were erected, battering rams were launched, and arrows rained down on the city walls.

"Let's take Yuzhou City in one fell swoop!"

"kill!"

On the city wall, the Northern Di garrison was in complete chaos.

"Shoot the arrows! Quickly!"

"Where's the arrow? Where is it? Who took it?"

"Don't push! Don't push! Everyone fucking hold your ground!"

The soldiers pushed and shoved each other, and some drew their bows and arrows but could not shoot accurately.

Someone was holding a rolling stone but didn't know where to throw it.

Someone's knife was knocked away, and as they bent down to pick it up, they were trampled by the people behind them, screaming in pain.

"Don't panic! Don't panic!"

Ba Yeshi drew his long sword and roared at the top of his lungs, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the chaos.

He grabbed a soldier who ran past him and slapped him across the face.

"Why are you running? Go back! Go back to defend the city!"

The soldier was spun around on the spot by the slap, his eyes filled with fear, his lips trembling as he stammered, "General... General, the Great Qian's battering ram... the city gate is about to collapse!"

"Hold on even if you can't hold on!" Ba Yeshi kicked him back to the battlements. "Anyone who dares to retreat again, I, the general, will execute him!"

That kick did have a certain intimidating effect.

The panicked soldiers managed to regain their composure and began firing arrows and throwing stones down from the city walls.

On the other side of the city gate, battering rams pounded against the heavy iron and wooden door again and again.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The latch was shaking violently, the iron sheet on the door panel was knocked up at the edges, and wood chips fell down in a flurry.

The soldiers guarding the door gritted their teeth, their shoulders bracing firmly against the door panel.

"Quick! Push up two more levers!"

"We've used all the levers!"

"We have to hold on! If we can't hold on, we'll all die!"

Tuoba Han stood below the city gate, looking at the chaos before him, his mind buzzing.

He simply couldn't understand how he had lost.

Just a few days ago, he was sitting in the state government office, strategizing and feeling like he had the world under his control.

A few days later, the Daqian army reached the city gate, and he was powerless to fight back.

Moreover, he lost to a centenarian.

Where does that leave Tuoba Han's face?

"Your Highness!"

Ba Yeshi strode up to him, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid Yuzhou City cannot be defended. You must take this opportunity to retreat! This subordinate will lead men to hold them off!"

Tuoba Han raised his head, glanced at the city gate that had been knocked down, and then at the panicked soldiers on the city wall. A strong sense of resentment welled up in his heart.

"I am not leaving."

"If I leave, Yuzhou City will cease to exist."

Sikong Yu also ran down from the city wall, panting heavily.

"Your Highness, as long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn!"

"If we don't retreat now, we won't be able to leave once the Daqian army storms into the city!"

"We can retreat to Qingzhou for the time being, where there are still 20,000 garrison troops with ample supplies."

"Once we reach Qingzhou, we'll organize our troops, contact other prefectures and counties, launch a counterattack, and recapture Yuzhou City!"

He paused, his voice pleading.

"Of the five states and thirteen cities in the North, most are still in our hands. If Your Highness were to suffer an accident here, the North, which we have finally managed to conquer, would truly be finished. Please, Your Highness, consider the greater good!"

Tuoba Han closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The shouts of battle, the sounds of crashing objects, and the whistling of arrows from outside the city flooded into his ears like a tidal wave.

When he opened his eyes again, they were bloodshot.

"Walk."

This single word carries a deep-seated hatred and resentment.

Ba Yeshi immediately turned around and waved to his personal guards behind him: "Quick! Protect the Prince and lead him through the north gate! Hurry!"

Two hundred guards escorted Tuoba Han and Sikong Yu, hurrying along the base of the city wall towards the north gate.

Tuoba Han walked in the middle of the group, looking nervous and flustered.

He glanced back.

Three days ago, he stood on this city wall, pointed south, and said to Yeluqi, "I will celebrate your victory after taking Qinghe County."

Three days later, Yeruzi's head was impaled on a spear, and he could only flee for his life.

"Pu Yeshi, hold them off for me, hold them off for as long as you can."

Ba Yeshi clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Your Highness, rest assured, even if it costs me my life, I will not allow them to easily set foot in Yuzhou City!"

Tuoba Han didn't say anything and rode away quickly on his horse.

Ba Yeshi turned around, looked at the dilapidated city gate, gritted his teeth, and drew his long sword.

"Men! Send more men to hold the city gates! Archers, concentrate your fire and suppress the Daqian troops below!"

As he gave the orders, he ran to the city gate and personally took the lead.

……

Outside the city gate, Daqian's battering ram had struck it hundreds of times, but the city gate remained unmoved.

Gu Changfeng, mounted on his horse, stared at the heavy iron and wooden door, his brows furrowed.

He turned to Su Mu and said anxiously, "Old Su, these guys are holding the city gate so tightly, they must be buying time for Tuoba Han to escape. If this drags on any longer, that old thief will get away!"

"What do we do?"

Su Mu narrowed his eyes.

He didn't speak, but slowly raised his hand and touched the neck of the Akhal-Teke horse.

"Good horse, it's our turn to make a move."

After saying that, he gripped the Dragon-Slaying Saber tightly and rode his Ferghana horse toward the city gate.

"Get out of the way!"

Su Mu rode up on horseback, shouting loudly.

Upon hearing this sound, the attacking soldiers instinctively turned around.

When they saw the white-haired Su Mu riding a white horse charging towards them, his Dragon-Slaying Saber raised high, they all instinctively reminded each other.

"Scatter! Old Su is here! Scatter quickly!"

The soldiers retreated to both sides like a tide, making way for a wide passage.

Soon, Su Mu arrived at the city gate.

The Dragon-Slaying Saber slashed down fiercely.

With that single strike, Su Mu poured all the strength of a thousand pounds within his body, the sharpness of the Dragon-Slaying Saber itself, and the momentum of the charging Ferghana horse into that one strike.

The blade sliced ​​through the air with a deafening dragon's roar, tearing the air apart. A visible blade aura burst forth from the blade, like a golden lightning bolt, and slammed heavily onto the city gate.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar shook the earth.

The heavy iron-plated wooden door collapsed completely under the impact of the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

With a single slash, the door panel split in two, the sheet metal was torn to shreds, and wood chips flew everywhere.

The entire city gate was cleaved in two by a single stroke, collapsing to both sides with a deafening roar and crashing to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Inside the city gate, the Northern Di soldiers guarding the gate were affected by the sword energy. It was as if they were slapped away by an invisible giant hand. Some crashed into the wall, some flew several feet away, and some were crushed under the collapsed door panels, spitting blood and unable to move.

The dust settled.

The city gates were wide open.

Su Mu, riding his Ferghana horse, stood in the center of the city gate, his white hair flowing, the Dragon-Slaying Saber lying across his saddle, exuding an imposing aura.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

The soldiers of Daqian stopped in their tracks, leaving their battering rams on the ground and forgetting to push the ladders that were only halfway up.

They stared, mouths agape, eyes wide, at the white-haired, hunched old man, unable to utter a single word.

"One strike...one strike and the city gate was cleaved open?"

"That was a wooden door covered in tin! Hundreds of people tried to break it open for ages but couldn't, and then Old Su stabbed it..."

"Am I dreaming? Pinch me?"

"Old Su... is he even human?"

The surviving Northern Di soldiers on the city wall were terrified.

"Then... what kind of monster is that knife?"

"Splitting the city gates open with a single blow? How can we defend it? What will we use to defend it?"

"Run! Run! The soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty are attacking!"

Some people threw down their weapons and ran down the city wall.

Some people's legs went weak and they rolled down from the top.

"Stop right there! Don't run!" Ba Yeshi shouted, brandishing his knife.

He looked at the white-haired old man at the city gate, and a chill ran down his spine.

He had fought in wars for half his life and had never seen anything like it.

He cleaved the city gate open with a single stroke.

This is not something a human could do.

Su Mu, mounted on his horse, glanced back at the still-dazed soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty, his voice hoarse yet thunderous.

"What are you all standing there for? Charge in! Slaughter all the Northern Barbarians and reclaim Yuzhou City!"

"kill!!!"

Thousands of Daqian soldiers surged past Su Mu like a tidal wave and rushed into Yuzhou City.

The flashing of swords and the deafening shouts of battle filled the air.