Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

Clang!

Han Cao was thrown to the ground by Chen Shao. Even though the prime minister was cunning and learned, he couldn't understand what was going on.

Can anyone tell me why this is?

You're happy to be a dad, fine, but you also like to throw your child... Ugh, why are you taking your anger out on me!

But at this critical moment, he dared not argue with Chen Shao.

A cornered dog will jump over a wall, and a cornered emperor will bite!

He wasn't sure what foolish things this brat might do if he went crazy again; he might actually be tied to a catapult and sent out.

Annoyed as I am, escaping is the most important thing.

Han Cao lay there with his limbs outstretched when he suddenly saw Chen Shao coming toward him again.

He struggled to his feet and waved to his trusted confidant beside him.

"Help...help..."

Chen Shao's attack on Han Cao had an immediate effect.

The emperor threw the prime minister to the ground!

It's like throwing your son.

This is much better than those fancy pancakes that promise swords and shoes to be worn in the palace.

Many of the fleeing soldiers suddenly turned around.

A fierce glint had already appeared in his eyes.

This is a feeling that comes from the bottom of my heart.

Upon seeing this, Yu Qi'an felt admiration, thinking, "It really is His Majesty."

They can even come up with such underhanded tricks.

He looked back at the soldiers, who were now brimming with energy, and vowed that next time morale was low, he would try throwing a prime minister down with him.

Yu Qi'an grabbed the military flag on the ground, which was covered in footprints.

Raise it too high above your head.

A hoarse roar:

"His Majesty has dedicated himself to the country; why should we fear death? Kill!"

That shout was like the fuse that ignited gunpowder.

The morale of the army exploded.

"Kill them!"

"Entering the court, one must not bow; praising and worshipping, one must not use one's name; one may enter the palace with a sword and shoes!"

The Northern Barbarian soldiers who had just climbed onto the city wall were all fierce fighters, but they were only a minority.

In front of a massive army, they're nothing!

As long as they dare to fight.

The soldiers who turned back quickly dispatched the soldiers who had already climbed the city wall, and then held the ladders, cutting them down one by one.

For a time, everyone was fearless and undaunted.

"Holy crap..."

Chen Shao was stunned watching from the side; this "throwing the child" technique really had endless uses.

His gaze fell on Yuwen Huagu.

Yuwen Gu was a warrior after all, unlike Han Cao who was delicate. He had just cut down a Northern Mang soldier.

He tilted his head to look at Chen Shao: What are you looking at?

So what if I'm looking at you!

The two exchanged a silent battle of wits.

Chen Shao suddenly rushed to Yuwen Huagu's side.

To seize the initiative from the outset.

Roared:

"You receive the king's salary, and the king is your father, isn't that right?"

"...What the hell is wrong with him?" Yuwen Huagu rolled his eyes at him.

"Yes, yes, but shouldn't we focus on killing the enemy first? Why worry about this!"

"That's good," Chen Shao said without hesitation, picking up Yuwen Huagu.

Then he swung it around violently.

"You bastard, you almost killed me with your work!"

"Are you sick?!" Yuwen Huagu was furious and struggled to get up, but he had already seen Chen Shao rushing towards another minister.

This time it's more direct.

"Your Majesty!"

One by one, people were thrown to the ground by Chen Shao.

The crowd thought Chen Shao felt they were slacking off in their defense and hiding in the back, and knowing they were in the wrong, they dared not say anything more.

To Chen Shaoxin's delight, this morale boost should be linear.

The soldiers over there, the most ruthless ones, were fighting like zombies, risking their lives for each other.

He felt no pain after being slashed in the arm, and retaliated with a groin strike.

He shouted, "Loyalty!"

In a siege, the defender naturally has the absolute advantage.

As Sun Tzu's Art of War states, "If you have ten times the enemy's strength, surround them."

To besiege a large city, you would need at least several times, or even ten times, more troops.

However, the disadvantages of the ladder are also very obvious.

Soldiers had to climb an almost vertical ladder, which was practically a path to death.

In particular, the morale of the troops on the Great Yan side has stabilized.

The defense was well-organized, and the soldiers displayed several times the fighting power.

In an instant, the Northern Barbarians were caught completely off guard.

Soldiers on the siege ladders were killed in battle like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Siege engines are of little use in a city that has existed for thousands of years.

The only way to launch a direct assault is to leave mountains of corpses!

It was built up by sacrificing human lives.

Chen Shao personally carried the sword and stood beside the arrow slit.

Seeing that the Northern Mang army was becoming increasingly disheveled and their offensive was weakening.

Feeling a surge of heroic spirit, he shouted towards the Northern Mang army:

"What Northern Mang Empress? She's nothing but a roadside weed!"

"Come and take down the city walls if you dare!"

...

Helian Yunni ignored Chen Shao's sarcasm.

Such a clever trick of reverse psychology, how laughable!

But the furrows on his brows didn't lie; they were getting tighter and tighter.

This war has been constantly challenging her worldview from the very beginning.

Think of Helian Yunni, who unified the grasslands, what kind of battles hasn't she fought?

I've never seen anything like this before.

Last time, even the emperor went to the city wall to perform a ritual.

This time, it's even more outrageous.

Those Great Yan soldiers had clearly collapsed and scattered in all directions.

Suddenly, as if they had seen their father's killer, they all turned around.

It's like digging up his family's ancestral graves.

What an oddity!

Morale, like that of some species, can collapse completely once it falters.

How can one be promoted halfway through?

She couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

An excellent leader must be able to make decisive decisions.

She was feeling irritable, while Helian Xiong, standing beside her, tilted his head, his square, fleshy face filled with confusion.

"Your Majesty, their morale doesn't seem to have been lowered by Chen Yuan's words; it's quite different from what you said."

Helian Yunni turned her head.

I looked closely at Helian Xiong's copper bell-like eyes.

Clear, yet foolish.

That confirmed that he wasn't being sarcastic or being sarcastic.

It's not that I can't understand it.

...I don't understand either, who can I ask? She sighed inwardly.

Their gaze returned to the city walls.

As the art of war says, "Strike while the iron is hot, but the momentum will wane with each second and the third with the force exhausted."

If we don't take this city today, tomorrow will be the second consecutive defeat for Northern Mang.

With morale fluctuating, it becomes even more difficult.

With 50,000 iron cavalry pressing in, there was no way to retreat.

The Empress slammed her silver spear into the ground.

The butt of the spear penetrated three-tenths of an inch into the ground.

The voice was cold and sharp, like the sound of a sword.

"Today, we must take it for me, no matter the cost!"

"Helian Xiong, you personally lead the way!"

Helian Xiong was her most valiant general, and he was incredibly brave.

Upon hearing this, he was not afraid at all; on the contrary, his joy was evident on his face.

He clasped his hands in a fist and said solemnly:

"That is indeed my wish, but I dare not ask!"

In what was supposed to be a serious moment, the Empress was almost brought to her knees by his words.

A guy with all his brawn and no brains, why did he have to study such a pedantic humanities subject?

That's really awkward.

"If you can't take it, you'll have to bring me your head!"

Helian Xiong laughed loudly: "I have not failed in my mission!"

My God, the Empress almost fell from her throne.

He waved his hand weakly: "Go quickly."

"Wait, if you can capture Chen Shao, I will give him to you as a concubine."