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Chapter 962 A desperate battle, a breakout from the encirclement!

Just as the Yellow Turban Army was wreaking havoc on Qiandu like a raging storm, plunging this once glorious capital into endless chaos, a completely different scene was unfolding in a hidden corner of the city.

This is a secret stronghold of the royal family, usually unknown to most, but now it has become the last refuge of the Great Qian royal family's hopes.

Si Yunzhang, the royal general wielding the twin swords of Qiankun, was now filled with rage, his eyes blazing as if they were about to burst into flames. He was clad in armor, and his steed, Moyunzhui, paced restlessly, seemingly sensing its master's inner turmoil.

At this moment, Si Yunzhang had only one thought in his mind: to lead the Qiankun Imperial Guards out and fight the Yellow Turban Army to the death, to defend the last dignity of the Great Qian Imperial Family.

The elderly men in front of him were all senior members of the royal family, with white hair and beards and haggard faces, yet they still firmly held onto Si Yunzhang's arm, preventing him from taking that decisive step.

"Yunzhang, you can't go! The Qiankun Imperial Guards are the last bastion of the Great Qian Imperial Family. You can't lead them to their deaths!"

An elderly man spoke in a hoarse voice, his eyes filled with anxiety and pleading.

"Are we just going to stand by and watch the Yellow Turban Army trample our homes, abduct our loved ones, and see the Great Qian capital destroyed? I, Si Yunzhang, swear to live and die with the capital!"

Si Yunzhang gritted his teeth, his muscles bulging on his taut cheeks, and he roared angrily.

"Yunzhang, you are young and impetuous, and you don't understand the implications of this."

"The Qiankun Imperial Guards are the last hope of our Great Qian royal family. If you all die in battle, then Great Qian is truly finished! You must consider the greater good!"

Another elder shook his head, tears welling in his eyes, and choked out.

"The Yellow Turban Army is powerful. If we go out now, it will be like throwing an egg against a rock. As long as we live, we can always rebuild."

"You must lead the Qiankun Imperial Guards to protect the royal bloodline and wait for the opportunity to counterattack."

Another elder was in tears, his voice trembling.

Upon hearing this, Si Yunzhang felt a struggle in his heart. He knew that these elders were right, but as a general, the genes of fighting and sacrifice flowed in his blood.

To have him watch helplessly as the Yellow Turban Rebellion ravaged the land while he hid there was undoubtedly the greatest torment for him.

"Yunzhang, look at these children."

"They are the future of the Great Qian royal family, the hope of the royal family. If you take them out and something happens to them, then the Great Qian royal family will really be ruined in our generation."

An elder pointed to several young members of the imperial family behind him, as well as the three-year-old Crown Prince Si Yiqi, his voice choked with emotion.

Si Yunzhang turned his head and looked at those young faces, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart.

Especially the Crown Prince of Siyiqi, young and ignorant, had lost his former joy, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

"Alright, I agree, but I want to lead the main force of the Qiankun Imperial Guards, along with the Crown Prince, to break through the encirclement!"

"We cannot sit idly by and wait to be defeated; we must look for opportunities to fight back."

Si Yunzhang took a deep breath and finally made a decision.

"Yunzhang, you..."

Upon hearing this, the elders exchanged glances, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes. They hadn't expected Si Yunzhang to make such a request.

"Listen to me, in Qianzhou today, Grand Tutor Gu Changqing has already amassed a large army, preparing to defend the emperor. He is the pillar of our Great Qian, and with him, Great Qian has hope!"

"I'm leading the main force of the Qiankun Imperial Guards, along with the young Crown Prince, to General Gu's camp to join him. If we can break through, we'll have hope of a counterattack!"

Si Yunzhang interrupted them, his voice firm.

Upon hearing this, the elders exchanged glances, a hint of hesitation flashing in their eyes.

They were well aware that Gu Changqing was indeed the only remaining hope for the Great Qian Dynasty, but at this moment, Qiandu had been captured by the Yellow Turban Army, and breaking out was no easy task.

"Yunzhang, this is too dangerous."

"The Yellow Turban Army is a powerful force. If we try to break through, it will be a matter of life and death."

An elder frowned, somewhat disapproving of such a risky action.

"But this is our only hope."

"I'll lead the Qiankun Imperial Guards, and fight to the death! For the Great Qian royal family, for these children!"

Si Yunzhang remained unmoved. Rather than sitting here waiting to die and hoping that the Yellow Turban Army would not find them, he would rather take advantage of the Yellow Turban Army's current busy occupation of Qiandu and make a desperate attempt!

Seeing the increasingly resolute look in Si Yunzhang's eyes, the elders knew that this young general had made his decision, and that he would go forward without hesitation, no matter what lay ahead.

"Okay, Yunzhang, we believe you."

"But you must be careful, and make sure you arrive safely at Grand Tutor Gu's camp with the Crown Prince and the Qiankun Imperial Guards."

An elderly man finally nodded, tears welling in his eyes.

"I will definitely do it!"

Si Yunzhang smiled slightly, a resolute glint in his eyes.

Subsequently, Si Yunzhang began to quickly arrange a plan to divide his troops into several groups.

He selected several of the most loyal and reliable generals to lead a portion of the Qiankun Imperial Guards to escort several of the younger direct descendants of the imperial clan, while he himself decided to take the three-year-old Crown Prince Siyi Qi and break out in different directions.

He selected several of the most loyal and reliable generals to lead a portion of the Qiankun Imperial Guards to escort several of the younger direct descendants of the imperial clan, while he himself decided to take the three-year-old Crown Prince Siyi Qi and break out in different directions.

"Imperial Guards, form ranks! We're breaking out!"

After arranging all the matters, he waved his hand and shouted at the Qiankun Imperial Guards who had already formed several rows behind him.

At his command, the soldiers of the Qiankun Imperial Guard quickly formed ranks, their twin swords gleaming coldly, and the Bagua diagrams on their armor faintly glowing.

"Set off!"

Si Yunzhang took the lead, wielding the Qiankun Twin Swords, and his Moyunzhui charged out like lightning, followed closely by numerous Qiankun Guards, forming an unstoppable force.

After quickly selecting several directions with the fewest Azure Dragon Legion members, the Qiankun Imperial Guards instantly split into several groups and broke through in different directions.

Si Yunzhang took the lead, commanding the main force of the Qiankun Imperial Guards. Wielding two swords, he charged left and right, causing the Yellow Turban soldiers who had made it to the deepest part of the city to fall and their horses to tumble.

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Meanwhile, Li Cunxiao stood atop the city wall in the distance, his bronze Yuwang Spear and Biyan Claw gleaming with a chilling light, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's as he constantly scanned the chaotic battlefield below.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion swept through every corner of Qiandu, but amidst this raging storm, a small squad of Qiankun Imperial Guards, like a stubborn flame, attempted to break through the encirclement and escape towards the city's outskirts.

Although this Qiankun Imperial Guard was small in number, they were all elites among elites. They wore specially made armor, and the Bagua diagrams on the armor shimmered faintly in the afterglow. The Qiankun Twin Swords in their hands were extremely sharp, and each swing brought a sharp sword wind, easily breaking through the Yellow Turban Army's defenses.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Li Cunxiao's lips. He then moved swiftly, leaping down from the city wall. Iron-gray qi condensed around him, forming a tangible barrier that isolated him from the surrounding battlefield.