The Tianhuo Army was now less than three hundred paces from the city walls.
The two thousand five hundred knights of Suyecheng had not even formed their ranks before entering the range of the Yunyi-style firearms.
They were met with a merciless harvest of bullets.
Even more pathetic than the soldiers of Goguryeo!
The small Western Regions, with their dozens of countries, were mostly petty states where a force of ten thousand soldiers was a rarity.
Their weapons and armor were even more backward. Those who could wear iron armor were generally generals or city lords.
Ordinary soldiers wore cloth, with very little armor.
A musket ball hitting a person meant no escape.
One after another, they fell from their horses.
After just one volley, hundreds had fallen, and the remaining defenders of Suyecheng fled back into the city in a panic.
From the day their parents gave birth to them, they had never seen warfare like this!
Wasn't it just throwing stones at each other, then a cavalry charge, fighting if they could win, and running if they couldn't?
These damned cavalry hadn't even formed their ranks before hundreds were eliminated. What was there to fight for?
The lord of Suyecheng, standing on the earthen wall, descended with a deathly pale face, only to be bound by the retreating soldiers.
Several soldiers discarded their weapons, raised white flags, and tossed him onto a horse, walking towards the Tianhuo Army.
Zhuzi was speechless.
That was it?
How boring, so boring!
He patted Abu Aka on the shoulder.
"It's your family matter, you handle it. I'm going to rest for a bit!"
With that, he turned to look at the Tianhuo Army behind him.
"Damn it, who has water? Give me a drink, I'm dying of thirst, damn it!"
A waterskin flew from the Tianhuo Army.
Zhuzi caught it casually and drank it all in one go.
Since they were entering the city anyway, he might as well have some fun first!
Abu Aka did not reply to Zhuzi.
He stood quietly before the army formation, watching the Suyecheng soldiers approach him.
As they drew closer, a person emerged from the Suyecheng soldiers, with his left hand across his chest, bowing slightly towards Abu Aka.
"Ban Dun Da Fen pays his respects to the young lord!"
"Hahahahahaha~!"
Upon hearing his address, Abu Aka suddenly laughed to the heavens.
After a while, he stared at Ban Dun Da Fen and said,
"Well said, 'young lord'! Ever since that vixen entered the City Lord's mansion, I haven't heard anyone call me that for ten years!"
"Release my father, untie him, and I have a few words I wish to have with him properly!"
Ban Dun Da Fen's face lit up. If the father and son settled their scores, it would be none of their business.
He quickly released the City Lord of Suyecheng, untied the ropes from his hands, and retreated to the side with his men.
Awaiting the final outcome.
The City Lord of Suyecheng looked at his son with resentment.
"Abu Aka! From where did you collude with these devils!"
"Allah above, is this City Lord position so important to you!"
Abu Aka looked at his father with tears in his eyes.
He couldn't believe this was the man who had doted on him so much ten years ago!
Makabaka
Ledomeeka
Gesenika
Bisaduka
"You are my father! But in the past ten years, have you ever inquired about my life or death?"
"After my mother died, you could remarry, but! Don't forget, Abu Aka is the successor to Suyecheng!"
"This Suyecheng! It was taken down by the lives of my eighteen maternal uncles!"
"Have you forgotten the oath you swore before my uncles' graves?"
Makabaka was stunned.
Memories were stirred in his mind, twenty years ago!
He, with his wife and newborn child, escorted by eighteen sworn brothers, fled from Sthanisvara in the kingdom of Harsha to Suyecheng.
The eighteen sworn brothers, sacrificing their lives, helped him secure the position of City Lord of Suyecheng.
Ten years later, his wife fell gravely ill and passed away. He, with tears in his eyes, swore an oath before the graves of his wife and sworn brothers.
Suyecheng would undoubtedly belong to Abu Aka.
If I violate this oath, I shall suffer the trampling of my body by warhorses and fall into eternal hellfire!
However, upon thinking of the beautiful courtesan in the city, like a serpent.
Makabaka shook his head.
"No! No matter what, I am still your father! You cannot do this to me!"
Abu Aka sneered.
"You are not my father! You are Ababa's father!"
With that, he turned and walked to Zhuzi's side.
"General Zhuzi, may I borrow your warhorse!"
Zhuzi dismounted, and without asking what he intended to do, tossed the reins to Abu Aka and walked aside to watch quietly.
Abu Aka mounted the horse, looking at Makabaka with cold blood.
He maneuvered the warhorse, galloping a distance away.
Then, turning, he charged directly at Makabaka!
Zhuzi was utterly bewildered.
Is this still the same idiot who couldn't even calculate accounts back then?
Damn it!
Anyone who still considers him an idiot is truly an idiot!
Makabaka watched the charging warhorse with a deathly pale face.
He wanted to run but his legs felt like jelly, and a stream of yellow liquid soaked the yellow sand beneath his feet.
He kept shouting.
"Abu Aka! Abu Aka!"
"Allah above, please forgive me!"
Finally, when the warhorse was only ten steps away, he seemed to regain a little strength, turned around, and galloped towards Suyecheng.
But how could two legs outrun four legs!
He had not run far before Abu Aka caught up on his warhorse.
He pulled back on the reins, and the warhorse reared up, then forcefully stomped down, its front hooves landing directly on Makabaka's head.
The front hooves, the ground, Makabaka's head exploded like a watermelon!
Red and white splattered everywhere!
"Hahahahahaha~!"
Abu Aka laughed wildly on the warhorse.
"Your own oath! Fulfilled today!"
"Die without a whole corpse, fall into the Avici Hell forever!"
"Go repent to my deceased mother and eighteen uncles!"
Zhuzi felt a flicker of unease!
Even for revenge, he shouldn't have treated his own father so cruelly!
With a hint of vigilance, he walked up to Ma Chao and whispered.
"Brother, this guy doesn't seem like an honest person. We've been tricked by him. Be careful after we enter the city!"
"If anything feels wrong, kill him first!"
Ma Chao looked at him with contempt.
"In this little broken place, if he dares to make a move, I'll raze the city for him!"
Then, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Zhuzi slyly, saying.
"How about we take this guy down and become the city lords ourselves?"
Zhuzi looked at Abu Aka, who was still laughing maniacally, and then at the three-meter-high earthen city walls.
He did not answer Ma Chao directly.
"Let's enter the city first. Tell the brothers to be careful."
With that, he walked up to Abu Aka, his hand resting on the hilt of his waist: "City Lord Abu Aka, is it alright to enter the city now?"