The Humble Family’s Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!
Chapter 1108 - 931, Doubting Life

Chapter 1108: Chapter 931, Doubting Life

All the arrows and bolts stored at the guardhouse were transferred to the city wall, where a group of soldiers was responsible for soaking the arrows in oil.

Daohua saw several catapults on the city wall, thought for a moment, and then had Dongli bring a batch of porcelain and clay jars, filling them with oil.

Gu Jian, Guo Ruomei, and Chu Lang all stood protectively to the left and right of Daohua.

Watching Daohua calmly and methodically discuss the city’s defense with Dongli, the three of them felt reassured.

"Your son is really lucky to have married such a good wife," Chu Lang whispered to Guo Ruomei.

Even if Yan Yiyi did nothing, just standing on the city wall was an inspiration to the morale.

If it were any other delicate lady, she probably wouldn’t have the courage to even climb up to the city tower, let alone offer strategies to repel the enemy.

Guo Ruomei shot him a glance: "That’s because Yangyang is outstanding."

Chu Lang nodded repeatedly, agreeing with whatever Guo Ruomei said: "Initially, most people were not optimistic about Yan girl, but you and I saw clearly, this girl is indeed a fortune-bringing virtuous wife."

"Besides her family background, in what way is she inferior to those noble ladies? Therefore, when it comes to forming marital ties, one does not necessarily have to only consider familial backgrounds."

"Luckily you supported them back then."

Guo Ruomei smiled and glanced at Daohua, secretly proud of her astute choice back then.

Time slowly slipped away, and daylight gradually broke.

Outside the city gate, Xiao Yechi temporarily halted the attack, face clouded over as he looked at his soldiers who had burnt to death and the destroyed siege ladders.

As it dawned, he also spotted Yan Yiyi standing on the city wall.

Just then, Daohua’s gaze also fell downwards.

Seeing Xiao Yechi stare venomously at her, Daohua frowned slightly.

At that moment, the child in her belly moved, and Daohua quickly put a hand on her stomach: "Did the baby get scared? Don’t be afraid, Mom will make them pay."

After a moment of silence, Daohua thoughtfully pointed at Xiao Yechi, then she slid her thumb across her neck and finally, pointing her thumb downwards, she looked disdainfully at Xiao Yechi outside the city.

This sudden gesture stunned Xiao Yechi for a moment, then fury followed; he realized that Yan Yiyi was provoking him.

Damn it!

Who gave her the confidence, who gave her the audacity?

Even the other people on the city wall were astonished looking at Daohua, but they felt more amazing than surprised, sensing that Daohua just now was very imposing.

Chu Lang, interested in that gesture, moved closer to Daohua: "What did that gesture mean just now?"

Daohua: "Beheading."

Chu Lang, not quite understanding but admiring: "I need to learn this gesture well."

Daohua didn’t say much more, once again turned her gaze outside the city.

At this moment, the Xiliao army moved again, probably realizing that it was impossible to scale the walls with ladders, Xiao Yechi had people bring out the catapults.

While they were still setting up the catapults, Dongli commanded the guards on the city wall to initiate an attack.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

One by one, the jars filled with oil were thrown down the city wall, hitting the midst of the Xiliao army, followed immediately by the ’swoosh’ of dozens of flaming arrows shooting downwards.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

As Xiao Yechi retreated on horseback, he roared loudly.

It wasn’t long before the catapults Xiao Yechi brought were all burned down.

The attack failed again, Xiao Yechi roared furiously several times, looking at the towering walls of Ganzhou City, both anxious and angry inside.

Damn that Wei Hong, if he had just been a bit more useful, he wouldn’t have needed to attack Ganzhou City with such effort, everything was ruined by this guy.

Unable to attack up close, and now without catapults for a ranged attack, all that remained were the archers.

"One archer, one shield soldier, attack the people on the city walls with all your might."

He didn’t have time to waste here; once Daxia’s reinforcements arrived, he couldn’t afford to fail in capturing Yan Yiyi, and he might even get trapped in Xiliang.

The Daxia military already held a favorable terrain and controlled the rock paint. Seeing the Xiliao army pressing forward, they kept dropping oil barrels, followed by a sky filled with flaming arrows.

Once again, the Xiliao army was sniped back.

"Consort Prince, this can’t go on, we’ve already lost nearly ten thousand men."

Xiao Yechi gritted his teeth: "Rock paint is precious, but I refuse to believe that Ganzhou City has a large reserve of rock paint. Keep attacking until it’s exhausted."

At this moment, he could no longer afford to care for the lives of the dead soldiers. If he returned without achievement, his losses would be even greater, and the Xiliao Imperial Family might even take the opportunity to squeeze his benefits.

They could have split Xiliang’s territory evenly, but now, with his strength reduced, the issue of Xiliang’s division will need to be discussed again.

The Xiliao generals around him felt somewhat helpless; this was clearly sending soldiers to their deaths.

Xiliao launched another attack, but the result was the same as before, repelled swiftly.

By noon, the servants from the Xiao Residence brought over food.

"How foolish can Xiao Yechi be? Knowing he can’t defeat us, yet he repeatedly sends soldiers to their deaths." Chu Lang said while shaking his head as he ate the steamed bun.

Daohua: "He must be trying to exhaust our oil supply."

Speaking of oil, Guo Ruomei immediately asked, "Uh, the city’s oil won’t run out, right?"

Daohua smiled: "Mother, don’t worry, we have plenty of oil."

Xiao Yeyang had stored a large amount of oil in Ganzhou City, perhaps to prepare for the day when Ganzhou City might be besieged.

With the oil in hand, even if the city’s guards were fewer, they could hold out for quite some time.

Outside the city gates, seeing his soldiers repeatedly attack and get blocked, Xiao Yechi had become somewhat numb.

But he refused to believe it!

How much rock paint could there be in Ganzhou City?

He knew that there were very few places in Daxia that produced rock paint, and even if the Emperor favored Xiao Yeyang, how much rock paint could he really provide him?

The Xiliao army continued attacking until evening, and seeing only less than thirty thousand soldiers left, Xiao Yechi felt deeply desolate.

His father was like this, and so was he; the situation clearly favored them, but they still couldn’t win.

Could this really be the will of heaven?

Was heaven not allowing the lineage of the Eighth Prince to rule?

But his father was the grandfather emperor’s favorite prince. The throne of Daxia should have passed to his father; it was the current Emperor of Daxia who had stolen the glory and power that should have belonged to his father and him.

What was wrong with him taking it back now?

The consecutive defeats made Xiao Yechi begin to doubt his life.

Just then, a scout hurried over: "Consort Prince, bad news, Daxia’s reinforcements have arrived."

Xiao Yechi’s complexion changed: "How could the reinforcements arrive so quickly?!"

A deputy general hurriedly said: "After all, Xiao Yeyang’s family is in the city, he must have arranged everything beforehand."

The scout continued: "Consort Prince, the Iron Cavalry Soldiers trained by Xiao Yeyang are only a dozen miles away from here."

The deputy general looked at Xiao Yechi: "Consort Prince, let’s retreat. We can’t break through Ganzhou City, and the Iron Cavalry Soldiers, although few, are very powerful. If we encounter them, the loss may be severe."

Xiao Yechi knew the deputy general spoke the truth, but he was filled with unwillingness.

Watching Yan Yiyi standing on the city wall, munching on a white steamed bun, provocatively looking down at him, Xiao Yechi felt turmoil inside and nearly wanted to vomit blood.

After a long while, Xiao Yechi gritted his teeth and said: "Retreat!"

On the city wall, Daohua watched the Xiliao army retreat, a joy on her face: "Master, mother, Uncle Chu, Xiao Yechi has retreated; our reinforcements must have arrived."

Perhaps too overwhelmed by excitement, Daohua suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, crying out in pain.