xymnovel Chapter 702 Relying on his position, Old Niu misled me!
Chapter 702 Relying on his position, Old Niu misled me!
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Jia Fu's Snowflake Silver Dragon Halberd, like a ferocious blood-red dragon, aimed straight for Qin Niu's vitals; Xue Kui's Thunder Drum Golden Hammer smashed towards Qin Niu's head like a meteorite; and Bai Wenbao's Eight-Sided Plum Blossom Bright Silver Hammer, like a sharp blade under the moonlight, pierced straight into Qin Niu's heart.
Under the combined attack of the three and the constant sneak attacks of countless arrows, no matter how skilled Qin Niu was or how well he could restrain Xue Kui and Bai Wenbao, he could not withstand such an offensive.
His wounds were multiplying, blood was gushing out, and his strength was gradually being exhausted.
"what!"
Qin Niu let out a roar, attempting a final struggle.
However, he had very little strength left, and each swing of his gun seemed somewhat powerless.
Finally, he collapsed with a roar of resentment, and was firmly held captive by Xue Kui and Bai Wenbao.
Qin Niu was finally captured alive, and he now realized that it was all a carefully orchestrated scheme by Wu Qi.
His arrogance and hubris led him to his own trap.
At this moment, he was filled with regret and helplessness, but it was all too late to undo the damage.
Wu Qi, standing atop a distant hill, watched this scene unfold on the battlefield, his heart also filled with joy.
He still greatly admired Qin Niu, a war god cultivated by the orthodox Taoist lineage.
"Pass down the order: prepare to close the net!"
Looking at Qin Niu, who was bound hand and foot, and the bewildered Yellow Turban soldiers around him, Wu Qi slowly raised the command flag in his hand and said softly.
As soon as Wu Qi's order was given, the situation on the battlefield changed instantly.
The Yellow Turban soldiers, who had been fleeing in all directions, were captured one by one, either taken prisoner or killed, plunging the entire battlefield into chaos and wailing.
Wu Qi stood on the hill, his eyes blazing as he surveyed the entire battlefield. This battle was of great significance to the Hengzhou army.
He not only captured Qin Niu, the only war god and backbone of the Yellow Turban Army in Wuzhou, but more importantly, he directly shattered the morale and confidence of the Yellow Turban Army in one battle, laying the foundation for victory in the following battles.
Even the current commander of the Yellow Turban Army in Wuzhou has been captured alive. Is there any suspense left in the battle for Wuzhou?
At this moment, Qin Niu was being escorted by Xue Kui and Bai Wenbao towards Wu Qi's camp. His steps were heavy and unsteady, and his wounds were still bleeding.
"Wu Qi! My skills are inferior to yours. Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you!"
Qin Niu gritted his teeth and said, his voice weak but still firm.
Even though he hadn't originally intended to fight to the death for the Yellow Turban Army, and even had a considerable fondness for the Hengzhou Army, after all, he had almost gone to Hengzhou to join Su Ye.
But now that they are fighting for different masters, and he is also a defeated general, he can't just bow down and beg for mercy right away, that would be too embarrassing!
He would have to be persuaded to surrender by Wu Qi several times, and then he would have to pull in a few more waves of resistance before finally agreeing. That would be considered doing justice to the Yellow Turban Army.
As for whether Wu Qi would directly kill himself?
Qin Niu wasn't too worried. After all, he was a relatively outstanding disciple of the Supreme Dao lineage of Taoism, and he hadn't caused any major losses to the Hengzhou army, such as killing some important generals.
Strictly speaking, he was captured alive by Wu Qi in the very first battle. Even if the Hengzhou army were more brutal and wanted to use the enemy general's head as a sacrifice for the flag, it wouldn't have been his turn.
After all, as far as he knew, there were quite a few disciples of the Taoist lineage in the Hengzhou army, and even the main force of the Shenwu Hall under the Zhenguo Duke was still mostly from the lineage of the Queen Mother of the West of Taoism.
Moreover, Zhao Gongming, one of the generals in the vanguard of this Hengzhou army, is a former Taoist socialite and is now his friend!
Therefore, Qin Niu was not worried about his life. Given his status, he was unlikely to be killed on the spot after a single defeat!
No matter what, he is still one of the strongest Taoists today, and one of the disciples of the Supreme Lord of the Supreme Tao.
Although he wasn't a direct disciple or anything like that, he was just a nominal disciple.
However, even if Qin Niu had actually killed several generals of the Hengzhou army, the Hengzhou army would not accept him.
He'll likely be fine; at most, he'll be confined.
The flames of the Yellow Turban Rebellion would not be easily extinguished. But he had already achieved a decisive victory in this battle, buying Hengzhou a chance to regroup. Although the battles to come would still be difficult, he was confident that he could lead the Hengzhou soldiers to final victory.
"Qin Niu, you really are a tough nut to crack."
"It's a pity, a real pity, that you ultimately lost to me. But don't worry, I'll take good care of your men."
Wu Qi knew what Qin Niu was thinking after a moment's thought. He smiled slightly, knowing why Qin Niu was so confident, but he did not refute him.
In Wu Qi's mind, he did not think that Qin Niu would refuse to join the Hengzhou army. Sooner or later, they would be colleagues, and Qin Niu might even take orders under his command in the future!
So he didn't treat Qin Niu too harshly. He just had his men take him away and leave him out for a few days, so that he wouldn't get too cocky.
Wu Qi himself still needed to plan how to take over Wuzhou with minimal losses after Qin Niu, the main general of the Yellow Turban Army in Wuzhou, was captured alive.
Ideally, before the main force of Xue Rengui and others arrives from the rear, we should be able to recruit Yellow Turban remnants while fighting, and use the war to sustain the war effort!
If Wu Qi could easily take Wuzhou with just 10,000 troops at the front, it wouldn't be too difficult for him to do so.
However, it was enough for Wu Qi to speak a little louder in front of Xue Rengui, Wei Qing, and others in the future.
After meeting Qin Niu and learning that Qin Niu's intention to resist was not strong, and that he even intended to surrender, Wu Qi turned and went into the camp.
Qin Niu, being escorted onward, was filled with resentment and helplessness. He had been planning that if the Yellow Turban Army became truly hopeless and things became unmanageable, he would lead the Yellow Turban Army of Wuzhou to surrender.
If he invests his own money, he should be able to become a general, right?
Now look what's happened, everything is gone!
That old ox, Niu Mo, has ruined my life!
What kind of lousy suggestions are these? They're just idiots... complete idiots!
He hasn't really suspected that Niu Mo and Hong Hai'er are to blame.
And now he knows that none of this can be changed, so he can only silently accept this cruel reality.
However, at that moment, a gust of wind blew through the tent curtain, revealing Wu Qi's cold face.
Qin Niu felt a chill run down his spine, as if he could see the fate of the Yellow Turban Army in Wuzhou—to be crushed into dust under Wu Qi's iron hooves.
But he knew he was powerless to change the situation. He had done right by the Yellow Turban Army in Wuzhou, and all he could do now was silently pray that they could survive this ordeal.