I, Am a Living Yama; Empress Advises Me to Stay Calm

Chapter 11: The Defeat of the Turks! The invincible army defeated by manure?

Not far from Yuzhou City, the Turkic army was encamped. Surrounded by numerous generals was the Turkic commander, Que Tqin.

He looked at Yuzhou City, where his subordinates were continuously climbing the walls, and couldn’t help but laugh.

“This time, the Zhou people definitely did not expect our sudden attack. They are already too late to defend themselves…”

“Everyone, get ready. We will burst through the city gates any moment!”

Before he could finish his sentence, the Turkic soldiers on the distant city walls began to fall in large numbers, accompanied by screams.

“What’s going on?”

Que Tqin tightened his reins, his face filled with astonishment.

The other Turk generals were shocked as well. They clearly had the advantage, so how could the situation suddenly be reversed?

On the city wall, everyone looked at Captain Liu and the ladle in his hand. Captain Liu was also shocked.

In a moment of desperation, with nothing else to throw, he had picked up a ladle and scooped up a large ladle of scalding manure.

Unexpectedly, when the dung was poured down, it immediately scalded the Turkic soldiers, causing their skin to crack and making them lose their grip on the ropes and fall.

Even those with armour couldn’t defend themselves against this liquid manure!

“It really works wonders!” Captain Liu muttered.

Suddenly, a Turkic soldier was about to climb up. Captain Liu, jolted into action, quickly picked up the ladle, scooped up another large ladleful, and poured it out fiercely.

The Turkic soldier screamed, clutching his face, and fell straight down from the height.

The nearby soldiers were stunned.

Damn. This really works.

The soldiers who had just been angry now hurriedly looked for things to scoop up the dung and pour it down. For a moment, scalding manure splashed down from the city wall. One by one, the Turkic soldiers screamed, their skin blistering from the scalding.

Ah…

Countless Turkic soldiers fell. Many of them died from the fall. The momentum of the siege was stopped for a moment.

Que Tqin watched this scene in shock, his heart aching as he looked at the wailing Turkic soldiers. He clenched his teeth. “Retreat!”

The enemy clearly had a secret weapon against them. If they continued to attack, they would suffer even greater losses. Que Tqin’s order was given. A large number of Turkic soldiers began to retreat.

Captain Liu made a crucial decision. “Release the arrows!”

The soldiers behind him reacted immediately and dipped their arrows into the dung. Although the smell was overwhelming, as long as it could kill the enemy, it didn’t matter!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Wave after wave of arrows rained down, covering the retreating enemies. The Turkic soldiers, focused on escaping, had no time to dodge. In the blink of an eye, countless soldiers fell to the rain of arrows.

…

Three days later, in the Turkic camp.

“Report, General! Sixty percent of our wounded soldiers have died, and the rest are barely clinging to life!” A pale-faced Turkic officer came in to report to Que Teqin.

Que Teqin’s expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief. “What? Are all these military doctors useless? These injuries are just burns and arrow wounds. How could they not be treated?”

The officer hurriedly replied, “The military doctors said that the external injuries are minor. The real problem is that they’ve contracted a deadly disease for which there is no cure.”

“A deadly disease?” Que Teqin clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

“How did they contract a fatal disease? Take me to them!”

Moments later, Que Teqin appeared in the tent of the wounded soldiers.

As soon as he entered, he immediately sensed that something was wrong. The whole tent was filled with a foul stench.

Most of the wounded were lying there, barely breathing. Were it not for the slight rise and fall of their chests, he would have thought they were all dead.

The wounds of the injured soldiers were festering beyond recognition, not only oozing pus but also bleeding continuously. Que Teqin’s face turned livid. What exactly had the Zhou people done to his soldiers?

He grabbed the trembling doctor beside him and shouted,

“What the hell is going on? What’s wrong with them?”

The doctor stammered,

“They must have been poisoned when they were burned. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have gotten such a severe disease.”

Que Teqin’s chest nearly exploded with rage.

The Zhou people actually used poison?

“Do you know what kind of poison it is?”

Que Teqin asked, trying to control his anger.

The doctor’s expression became strange.

“It seems… we only found feces on them.”

“What?” Que Teqin was stunned.

Fecal liquid? His invincible army was defeated by feces?

News of the Turks’ disastrous defeat quickly reached Luoyang.

Inside the palace.

“Good, well done!” Wu Zhao’s fair and slender hand slapped the table, her ample chest trembling slightly, catching Yang Yi’s attention.

The Empress’ eyes were filled with excitement.

“After so long, we have finally dealt the Turks a heavy blow. According to reports from the front, the Turks have suffered heavy casualties, most of whom are suffering from an incurable disease. Yang Yi, you’ve made a great contribution.”

In all the years of war between the Zhou and the Turks, this was the first time she felt such satisfaction. It was as if old and new grudges were being settled at once, truly a moment of pride!

Yang Yi smiled. “This is just the beginning.”

“Your Majesty, why be satisfied with this small victory? Our goal is to destroy the Turks!”

Wu Zhao calmed down, her rosy lips curling into a smile.

“You’re right.”

“I will destroy the Turks!”

“Haha, they would never expect that I plan to trade with them next, nor would they expect that underneath this bowl of sweet porridge is a deadly poison!”

“Yang Qing, you have made a great contribution. How can I reward you?”

Yang Yi thought to himself.

A reward? How about dancing for me?