Chapter 003: The Cliché of the Hero Saving the Beauty

The young woman’s eyes were filled with disdain; this low-ranking officer seemed to possess even less capability than herself, yet he had the audacity to charge into battle, only to be ridiculed so openly by the enemy. As a respectable man, he truly has brought shame upon himself.

The city of Changzhou was in a state of chaos, as the Mongols were fiercely attacking the city. Rockets rained down into the city like a storm, while catapults hurled massive stones towards Changzhou. The entire city was filled with the clamor of voices, as everyone was busy defending the fortifications.

Hundreds of people erupted in a cheer, simultaneously brandishing their weapons and swarming up the city tower. This left Wang Jingyao somewhat frustrated, as his soldiers seemed to lack any training, appearing to rely solely on their courage in battle

When the young lady heard someone speaking behind her, she turned to take a look. This glance was not inconsequential; it caused Wang Jingyao's mind to explode with a rush of blood. After pondering for a long time, he finally came up with the phrase "stunningly beautiful".

Wang Jingyao lowered his head and saw that his tiger's mouth was unexpectedly bleeding from the impact of Shi Qianshou. Upon looking at the weapon in his hand, he realized that in his haste to save someone, he had not even drawn his knife from its sheath.

At this time, in Changzhou, there were 20,000 militia organized by Yao Xun and Chen Zhao from Wuxi, along with more than 10,000 volunteers spontaneously organized by the populace, in addition to several hundred thousand civilians assisting in the fight, thus they were not at a numerical disadvantage. However, they were facing seasoned professional soldiers who had been through many battles, and gradually they began to fall behind, with an increasing number of enemy troops storming the city walls

Shi Qianshou's expression changed dramatically: "You foul woman, you refuse to drink the toast and instead choose the punishment drink. I will take you down right now, and once I grow tired of you, there are still over a thousand brothers in the camp waiting to enjoy!" After saying this, he struck down with several blows, each one more vicious than the last

"Elder brother, what shall we do now?" Zhang Changyong asked loudly, somewhat anxiously

Wang Jingyao felt that his old problem was about to resurface. The reason he was confined in the military was entirely due to the two words "female allure." If it were not for the deep affection of the special forces battalion commander towards him, he might have even faced the possibility of being forcibly discharged.

Wang Jingyao smiled wryly; these Mongolian Tartars had learned about gunpowder and catapults from the Han people, yet now they were turning around to attack the Han people's city.

At that moment, a burst of fiery red suddenly flashed past Wang Jingyao. This dazzling color appeared out of nowhere, almost blinding him. When he regained his senses, he realized it was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a striking outfit of bright red. She danced gracefully, brandishing two willow-leaf knives as she charged towards the enemy.

The young lady was originally no match for Shi Qianshou, and after being provoked by his words, she became agitated and restless. Under Shi Qianshou's relentless assault, she faced danger repeatedly, her steps continuously retreating, and it was evident that it would not be long before she fell into the hands of the enemy general

The young woman clearly noticed the glimmer of mischief in Wang Jingyao's eyes and realized he was not harboring good intentions. She shot a fierce glare at the young officer, but in a moment of distraction, an enemy officer had already swung down at her. The young woman hurriedly raised her dual blades, but her strength was evidently no match for that of her opponent. With a clang, her right-hand willow-leaf blade had already flown off to who knows where.

With a loud crash, Wang Jingyao, who rushed up without hesitation upon seeing the girl in danger, had just exchanged a blow with Shi Qianshou. He was then forced back several steps by the impact, and the knife in his hand nearly slipped from his grip, flying out of his hand. It was at this moment that Wang Jingyao realized that he was indeed far inferior to his opponent in terms of strength

What should I do? Wang Jingyao looked utterly perplexed; he studied modern military tactics, so how could he know how to fight in ancient times? Wang Jingyao turned back with some confusion and noticed that the more than one hundred soldiers under his command were all eager to try, their eyes shining with the excitement of seeking battle

After Genghis Khan unified the various tribes, Mongolia immediately began large-scale attacks on the northern dynasties of China. Initially, the Mongolian army relied entirely on the mobility and offensive power of cavalry, similar to past nomadic armies, without the coordination of infantry siege capabilities. In the face of the tall and sturdy walls of the Central Plains, the powerful cavalry was powerless, despite being invincible in open-field battles. Soon, the Mongols learned the skills of infantry siege from the armies of Liao, Jin, and Western Xia, altering their previous tactics that solely depended on cavalry, and they also learned to utilize gunpowder and projectile weapons invented by the Han people.

The girl in red, with exceptional agility, rushed into the enemy ranks, wielding her twin blades, and had already brought down two enemies.

"Go die, you bastard!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the side, and a dark figure lunged at Shi Qianshou with great force, compelling him to abandon his pursuit of the girl and to raise his blade to confront the shadow.

Wang Jingyao gritted his teeth and commanded loudly: "Wherever there are enemies, charge there! The situation at the East City Tower is critical. Brothers, follow me and charge!"

The military and civilians of Changzhou shouted as they engaged in fierce combat with the enemy soldiers who had stormed the city walls. On the not-so-wide battlements, thousands from both sides were entangled together, the dazzling cold light emitted by swords and guns almost blinding to the point that one could hardly open their eyes

The young woman, her face flushed red, shouted: "A fine Han person like you, yet you willingly serve as a lackey for the Mongol Tartars. In the future, will you have the face to confront your ancestors?"

Shi Qianshou revealed a mocking smile on his face: "Little brat, if you want a hero to save the beauty, you should at least have some real skills. With such little ability, how dare you come out and embarrass yourself!"

Hero saving the beauty? Wang Jingyao suddenly felt that he had a bit of a wwwhetushu.com flavor, which was quite similar to what was portrayed in those clichéd television dramas. Unfortunately, he did not possess the extraordinary martial arts skills of those heroes in movies and television.

At this moment, the eastern city tower had already developed a large breach under the continuous attacks of rockets and catapults. Soon, a large number of Han soldiers conscripted by the Mongolian army surged towards the breach. This was also a common tactic employed by the Mongols, using Han soldiers and troops from other northern ethnic minorities to lead the charge, while the elite Mongolian cavalry provided support.

What an excellent sword technique! Wang Jingyao couldn't help but exclaim. In truth, he did not fully understand whether this technique was truly good or not, but since it was capable of killing, and was wielded by a young woman, it must be fundamentally sound.

The Mongols utilized new weapons from the Central Plains, such as catapults and rockets, which were originally employed by various dynasties in the Central Plains for the purpose of defending against Mongolian forces. However, once the Mongolian army mastered these types of equipment, they quickly employed them to attack the tall city defenses, achieving significant results.

The enemy officer laughed heartily and said, "Little girl, being able to survive under my sword, Shi Qianshou, is quite an accomplishment. Why not come back with me and be my lady? I think it would be quite good!"