Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 153: The Right Moment

Mountain Gate Pass.

"Great General, this is the last line of defense; beyond this point is the city, we can’t retreat any further!"

On the city wall, a deputy general beside Cao Yin watched the approaching enemy and said worriedly.

"I know!"

Cao Yin coldly gazed at the enemy drawing nearer, turning to Luo Xie, "Have you noticed the enemy’s march has significantly slowed?"

"Haha, I noticed that a while ago! I think... that kid probably succeeded!"

"Is that so? Haha, that’s great news. Does it mean we can attack now?"

A deputy general excitedly rubbed his hands, only to be glared at by Cao Yin: "Wait a bit longer! Why rush? We’ll counterattack when they’re completely famished!"

"Great General, scouts reported earlier that many Xiliang soldiers have stomach troubles!"

"Hmm, good! That means that kid’s croton seeds are working! You say, how is he so cunning? Instead of poisoning, he uses croton seeds, hahaha!"

"Poisoning would scare the enemy away, but just stomach trouble... at most, the enemy will have a doctor check it out without giving up on their great opportunity to attack Dazhou!"

"That’s right! The understanding of human nature by that kid is profound!"

"Indeed!"

Cao Yin and Luo Xie stood on the city wall, marveling at the situation. For Cao Yin, it was his granddaughter’s husband, so of course, he would praise him, but Luo Xie... previously, his granddaughter had quite an unhappy incident with him!

Luo Xiaoxiao listened nearby, feeling uncomfortable, and snorted softly. Luo Xie shook his head and sighed, "Xiaoxiao, it’s not that Grandpa criticizes you, but you should learn from him! Look at that boy, his mind is sharp!"

"Humph, how is it sharp? It’s a belly full of tricks, scoundrel!"

"Ahem!" Cao Yin coughed awkwardly, "A scoundrel is good; Yue’er won’t suffer following someone like that!"

Of course, when he said this, he conveniently ignored whether Long Yue would suffer. In his eyes, the young couple was very affectionate.

A young couple like that will likely go far in the future.

"Great General, you’re just a biased old man, humph!"

"Ah, Xiaoxiao! This child!"

Luo Xiaoxiao retorted to Cao Yin and angrily walked away. Luo Xie felt it was a bit much for a younger generation to rebuke an elder so rudely, casting an awkward glance at Cao Yin.

Cao Yin waved his hand, his face displaying the demeanor of a relaxed elder: "Your granddaughter needs more discipline. Look at my granddaughter — so well-behaved! Look at the grandson-in-law — so smart! Ah, hahaha!"

Luo Xie initially felt guilty, but seeing his smug look, he instantly felt no guilt.

At the same time, over at the Xiliang Army.

"General, recently soldiers have been having severe stomach trouble, and although the enemy keeps retreating, this chase is really taxing!"

Hatu sat regally on a large rock, his hawk-like gaze fixed on the distant Mountain Gate Pass.

Once they break through this barrier, there’s Dazhou’s city ahead, with no more hills or passes to block them. They can blitz through without stopping.

"Have you identified the problem?"

"The army doctor checked, saying it’s due to bad food or perhaps the change in water and soil!"

"Change in water and soil? Nonsense! We haven’t traveled that far; how could it be that? As for bad food... ensure soldiers don’t drink raw water, only drink boiled!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Report— General, our provisions are running low!"

A soldier hurriedly reported, and Hatu slapped him across the face, "Idiot, aren’t provisions your responsibility? Didn’t you arrange for deliveries?"

"General, I’ve already sent out two groups, but nothing’s been delivered yet..."

The soldier, with a swollen cheek, felt very wronged.

"Why didn’t you have someone urge them? Listen, if the provisions run out, you’ll be held accountable! Now go!"

Hatu kicked the soldier and fiercely drew the long knife by his side.

As Xiliang’s top warrior, highly trusted by His Majesty the Emperor, he was skilled in battlefield command. With provisions about to run out, what should be done?

The simplest method is to storm Mountain Gate Pass and seize what’s needed!

"Soldiers, keep your spirits high; take Mountain Gate Pass, enter Dazhou’s cities, and food, women, and gold will all be ours! Hahaha!"

"Alright, charge!"

"Rally the troops, charge!"

"Wooo—"

The horn sounded, and the Xiliang Army began their assault.

"Great General, the enemy is attacking the city!"

On the city wall, a deputy general reminded them, looking very tense.

After retreating all the way, they had just rested for two days and caught a breath, but now the enemy charge renewed the tension.

"Then fight! They’re not in good shape right now; we’ve rested for two days, and our soldiers are in much better spirits!"

Cao Yin, with a solemn face, watched the approaching enemy without any panic and waved his hand: "Prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Throw the kerosene, burn them!"

This time, Luo Xie was wise enough not to act recklessly.

"Hold on, they’re out of provisions. If we withstand this wave, their morale will gradually decline, so hold the line!"

"Attack!"

"Stones, rolling rocks, crossbows, fire!"

"..."

Li Qingmu and Long Yue were not present, otherwise, they would definitely describe it as brutal.

As the enemy soldiers used siege rams or climbed to the city wall, the Dazhou soldiers exchanged their lives for those of the enemy. On the wall and below, bodies lay everywhere, the blood soaking into the earth.

It was destined to be a fierce confrontation!

Initially, the Dazhou soldiers struggled to hold on, having lost two thousand elite soldiers and over ten thousand wounded, their strength greatly diminished. But gradually, as the battle went on, the enemy began to weaken.

Because the enemy’s provisions were completely exhausted!

The subsequent provisions were nowhere to be seen!

An enraged Hatu executed the soldier responsible for provisions and dispatched a hundred-man team to transport supplies.

But distant water can’t quench present thirst, and the enemy began to falter.

In contrast, the Zhou Army gradually adapted; as the enemy’s strength waned, the Zhou soldiers’ morale rose, a classic reversal.

"Great General, should we attack?"

Seeing the disorganized enemy below, someone suggested.

Cao Yin squinted: "Wait! Wait until they’re completely exhausted, when they’re even willing to survive on their comrades’ flesh, then we strike!"

"Hiss!"

Everyone felt a chill rise up; this strategy was too ruthless, but no one objected!

Cao Yin clenched his fist, recalling the words Li Qingmu left him with — do not engage until this moment arrives.

"When people are utterly starving, they can’t distinguish friend from foe. Just smelling blood and meat will drive them to bite.

Such people are mad, possessing nothing but brute strength, their reaction slow, driven only by primal instincts. Send in Divine Archers, and they can be taken down with a single arrow!"

Li Qingmu’s words echoed in his ears, and Cao Yin took a deep breath, staring at the enemy below.

"All troops... hold the city!"