Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 398 - 396 A Match with Old He

Han Zhong was witnessing this kind of interrogation for the first time. He hesitated for less than a second before his left arm was almost dislocated by the man facing him.

He didn’t dare to hesitate any longer and hurriedly said, "Han... Han Zhong."

"I heard them calling you a leader, among the Yellow Turban Army, how many leaders like you are there?" Chen Mo wanted to know the overall strength of the Yellow Turban Army.

Han Zhong hesitated again, but as soon as he did, Chen Mo’s sword was drawn again from his waist, startling him into saying, "There are a total of thirty-six leaders, known as the Thirty-Six Alliances."

"Thirty-Six Alliances?" Chen Mo pondered and then asked, "Are all of your strengths the same?"

"Roughly... roughly similar, there are a few First Grade Martial Artists, they are the personal disciples of the Celestial General."

"Where is the main base of your Yellow Turban Army?"

"Wes... Western Shu..."

"Hmm!" Chen Mo frowned, noticing a flicker in Han Zhong’s eyes. He quickly drew the Sky Inquiry and placed it on Han Zhong’s neck: "Do you know what the consequences are of deceiving me?"

"Jizhou, Julu..." Han Zhong said trembling.

"How many people do you have?"

"The followers are no... no fewer than three million, those influenced by the teachings exceed ten million."

"Where are they stationed?"

"In the area north of the Yao River," Han Zhong replied.

Chen Mo nodded, the Yao River in the Great Song Dynasty was equivalent to the Yellow River in a previous life.

"How did you know reinforcements would pass through here? Were you sent?" Chen Mo asked repeatedly.

"We have people in Bianliang, this ambush was also arranged via transmission from Bianliang."

"Who?"

Han Zhong shook his head, "This is confidential, and the communications are encoded. Only a few, such as the Celestial General, know the identities."

Noticing Chen Mo’s sharp gaze and having lost blood that made his face pale, Han Zhong hurriedly said, "I’m not... lying to you, I... really don’t know. If I were lying, may heaven strike me down with thunder."

After asking a few more questions, Chen Mo quickly had someone take him away to stop the bleeding.

Then he sent someone to escort him to the Capital.

Chen Mo had asked everything he needed to, and the rest was to be handed over to the fierce beings in the Capital.

Capturing a rebel leader alive was a great achievement, of course, Chen Mo would not let it slip away.

He wasn’t afraid of Han Zhong escaping because he had directly crippled Han Zhong’s cultivation.

...

Meanwhile.

The coalition army of Eighteen Lords launched an extraordinarily fierce siege on Qinyang County.

With not many defenders, and under the advantage of enemy numbers, the enemy had already crossed the moat and erected siege ladders.

Under successive attacks, some enemy troops had even climbed the walls, engaging in bloody battles with the defenders.

However, with the arrival of reinforcements from Luan Mountain County, the situation improved somewhat, but it remained not very optimistic.

Outside Qinyang County.

Zhao Jiang, seeing the siege going smoothly, smiled, even though he had no idea what Chen Mo was doing.

But as long as they captured Qinyang County, even if Chen Mo arrived with one hundred thousand reinforcements, he would remain invincible.

"Ninth Brother, press your troops forward as well, capture Qinyang County quickly, lest long delay brings trouble." Zhao Jiang said to Zhao Bo. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Yes."

...

Li Yang, having slain an enemy soldier who had climbed the wall, said to Jiang Ruoqing, who was also slaying enemies, "Where did the general go?"

Before leaving, Chen Mo only told Li Yang to at least hold Qinyang County for a day but did not disclose his purpose for leaving. Now, enemy troops had climbed the walls and reinforcements were pouring up, at a critical moment of life and death; no wonder Li Yang was so anxious.

"He... the lord went to meet the reinforcements sent by the Imperial Court." Jiang Ruoqing replied.

"To meet reinforcements?" Li Yang’s expression froze, thinking to himself, the reinforcements will come by themselves, why go to meet them, and even take the garrison of Tower Town.

Are Luan Mountain County and Tower Town forsaken?

"La... Lady. The remaining Fire Bottle Bombs and High-Explosive Bombs have been brought."

At this moment, Gao Zheng hurried over, looking at Jiang Ruoqing.

Although Chen Mo had left, the command of Qinyang County was in the hands of Li Yang and Feng Ji, but Gao Zheng was under Chen Mo’s command and only obeyed Chen Mo’s orders.

In Chen Mo’s absence, naturally, Jiang Ruoqing had the final authority.

"Quick, use the bombs on the wooden bridge over the moat to stop them from bringing troops over." Not far from Jiang Ruoqing, Feng Ji heard this and quickly ordered.

Gao Zheng said nothing, still glancing at Jiang Ruoqing.

Only after Jiang Ruoqing nodded did Gao Zheng proceed with Chen Mo’s personal soldiers to throw the Fire Bottle Bombs.

With the help of the Fire Bottle Bombs, the narrow wooden bridges half a meter wide over the moat were all blown up.

The enemy troops on the opposite bank of the river couldn’t come over temporarily, and the defenders on the walls took the opportunity to wipe out the enemy forces on the walls and beneath.

The enemy’s offensive paused temporarily.

Zhao Jiang, seeing fewer soldiers on the walls, quickly asked, "What’s happening? Why did everything stop?"

"Report—," a soldier ran back hurriedly to report, "Alliance Leader, it’s not good, all the wooden bridges we set up on the moat have been destroyed by the defenders on the city."

"Then quickly transport the backup wooden bridges up." Zhao Jiang urged, then waved his arm, "Trebuchets, provide cover!"

"Yes."

...

"Sir, our people found two suspicious individuals ahead, and one of them says he knows you."

After sweeping the battlefield, Chen Mo led the remaining forces, rushing towards Qinyang County when a scout reported to him.

"Oh?!"

Ahead.

"General Chen, we meet again." Wu Xin’Er dismounted, removed her conical hat, and then turned to the scruffy old man and said, "He Lao, stop."

The scruffy old man, who was putting several Imperial Guards on the ground, immediately stopped and showed Chen Mo an innocent expression.

The Imperial Guards who had been brought down quickly got up, hobbling to Chen Mo, and reported the incident.

Originally, when the scouts found them suspicious, they planned to capture them first, and then Wu Xin’Er claimed to know him, so they intended to hold them until their identity was confirmed.

However, the two were accustomed to acting freely and refused to be detained, prompting Wu Xin’Er to order He Lao to take action.

"Is this true?" Chen Mo looked at Wu Xin’Er.

Wu Xin’Er nodded.

"That’s good."

"Hmm?"

Just as Wu Xin’Er was puzzled, Chen Mo’s figure vanished from her sight. When he appeared again, he was in front of He Lao, throwing a punch.

"How fast," He Lao’s expression changed, realizing he couldn’t dodge in time and also punched out.

"Bang!"

A dull explosion sounded, True Qi swept in all directions.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Chen Mo stood firm, but He Lao staggered back seven to eight steps.

He Lao’s pupils contracted slightly, "What a domineering True Qi."