novelapdf Chapter 324 Assistance
Chapter 324 Assistance
Chapter 324 Assistance
Inside the rebel army's camp.
The escaped maid's shrill voice cried for help, and her blood-stained body immediately alerted the guards outside.
When the guards rushed into the tent, they were dumbfounded.
The ground was covered in blood, so evenly that it almost completely smeared the inside of the tent.
From the expensive carpets, hardwood furniture, and exquisite porcelain on the ground, to the several maids who were so frightened that they could only scream, and then to the top of the tent.
The right elder was fried thoroughly and evenly, as if he had already been smashed into mincemeat by a mysterious force before he exploded.
Finally, it just popped out of the skin with a soft "pop".
Some of the guards vomited upon seeing the bloody scene.
The guards panicked and reported to their superiors, which attracted the attention of the deputy general guarding the camp and the martial arts practitioners.
After a brief discussion, one of the more knowledgeable worshippers whispered.
"The Right Elder doesn't look like he was assassinated."
"It's like he was cursed to death by some kind of spell."
The tent was in complete disarray.
Suddenly everyone froze as they heard a sharp gong sound coming from outside.
This is a signal to withdraw troops.
Didn't they say that Elder Zuo's capture of the city went very smoothly, having already thwarted the siege of several Grandmasters by the enemy, and that he had a good chance of taking the city walls?
No one cared about staying in Elder Right's dead man's tent; they hurriedly ran out.
On the city wall.
Elder Zuo jumped off the city wall and fled naked without even turning his head.
He probably can't turn back now, after all, his neck is broken.
The incident happened suddenly.
The bandits on the city wall were stunned for a moment.
Some people with poor eyesight didn't recognize who the short, fat man who ran away naked was. After all, he had been beaten so badly that half of his head was smashed and his eyeballs had been blown out.
But Yang Silang pursued them with a gun, and they recognized him.
So, did Elder Zuo lose?
The thought flashed through my mind.
The bandits, who had initially been in high spirits and believed they were invincible, suddenly collapsed.
On the contrary, the soldiers on both sides of the city wall were greatly encouraged and pressed forward together.
"kill!"
Yang Silang raised his gun and shouted sharply.
The time for his divine power to end was fast approaching. He wanted to take advantage of his remaining strength to shatter the enemy soldiers' morale and ensure they would never dare to attack the city walls again.
"Mountain Collapse Smash!"
He thrust his gun forward and flicked it, unleashing a dozen or so spear flashes that whistled down.
Bang bang bang!
A dozen or so bandits had their heads smashed like watermelons, along with the weapons they were trying to use to defend themselves.
When two lions fight, the one with a pack of jackals and hunting dogs will win, but these bandits are too weak; they are no more than harmless ants to the lions.
Without Elder Zuo to restrain them.
Yang Silang alone could kill them all. One shot, one kill isn't the limit, because the bandits are too densely packed.
He can even take on three or four at once.
Yang Silang's internal energy was rapidly depleting, and he knew that the Divine Strike technique was about to end and his period of weakness was about to begin.
He gritted his teeth and took ten steps forward, each time thrusting out his gun.
The densely packed bandits in front of him had already fallen in large numbers, some becoming victims of his spear.
Some were so frightened that they ran to either side in panic, and some even jumped off the city wall in a hurry.
The enemy soldiers and the regular soldiers were already in a delicate balance on the city walls.
With Elder Zuo no longer restraining him, Yang Silang unleashed a flurry of rapid thrusts.
The morale of the bandits finally collapsed.
"Run away—"
"We've lost! We've lost!"
Clang!
That was the sound of the sword and spear falling to the ground.
When a person thinks about escaping, he will throw away all his burdens.
The bandits abandoned all pretense of battle formation and collapsed, with many rushing toward the siege ladders in an attempt to seize them and escape.
However, after the previous fighting and battles, only three or four siege ladders remain intact on the city walls.
There were at least several hundred bandits on the city wall, all rushing to seize three or four siege ladders, creating a chaotic scene.
A lucky few managed to get their hands on the ladder.
More people were pushed off the city wall, which in turn crushed the "lucky ones" who had climbed the ladder earlier.
Most of the rebel soldiers didn't even get close to the city walls before they were cut down by the energized soldiers. Even those who knelt down to surrender were not spared.
This battle was extremely dangerous.
On the city wall.
Thump thump!
It rained down a shower of human dumplings.
The routed bandits crashed against the city wall, many of them barely clinging to life.
In just a few breaths, the bodies piled up, even forming a small mound at the base of the city wall.
Under the banner of the Heavenly King Army.
The Golden-Armored Heavenly King Li turned pale with anger, immediately turned his horse around, and left with his personal guards.
Even Elder Zuo, who was already rapidly approaching and about to rush back into the formation, was not waited for.
The troops that were finally delivered to the city walls were all elite Heavenly King Army soldiers.
But once these elite troops' morale collapsed and they scattered, they were no different from cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Today's plan has been in the works for a long time.
To this end, they kept the western city garrison in a state of complacency for several days before the battle began, and even sent the right elder to launch a strong attack on the southern city, which was severely damaged.
They assembled over a thousand elite infantrymen, many of whom were warriors who had pledged allegiance, all for the purpose of taking down the city walls in one fell swoop today.
After all the hard work of setting up the stage and putting on the show, just one last push away, Elder Zuo suddenly urinated in front of everyone!
Li Tianwang was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he turned his horse and left.
Not long after.
A gong sounded from the enemy ranks, signaling the end of today's siege, which had started strong but ended weakly.
Yang Silang watched from the city wall as the rebel soldiers scattered and fled.
He couldn't hold on any longer. Leaning on his spear, he found a wall to lean against, and slowly slid down, finally landing on his bottom.
When supernatural powers arrive, it's like a climax; with true energy filling the body, one becomes omnipotent.
They left like lightning, completely drained, and starving.
He took out a pill from the shelf, put it under his tongue, and felt that he had truly burned himself out today, almost turning into a relic.
Unfortunately, the last talisman Elder Zuo used was very strange.
That cunning fellow, burned to a crisp by the lightning and his clothes burned away, immediately fled.
Unfortunately, if he had fled later, there might have been a chance to keep him here.
Yang Silang still doesn't know that while Elder Zuo escaped, another Grandmaster of the Five Poisons Sect, Elder You, died because of him.
The sound of horses' hooves echoed.
Yan Nanxing arrived with the next wave of reinforcements.
Having already heard reports of the battle's success in the western city, he hurried over, knelt on one knee, and grabbed Yang Silang's hand.
"Brother Yang, you've done a great service!"
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
Yang Silang coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Elder Zuo's bare hands were unpretentious and each move was deadly. He had managed to withstand the attacks until now, but of course, he was not unharmed.
The internal organs were damaged, and the muscles and bones were numb. It wasn't a serious injury, but it was definitely an injury.
"Brother Yang, don't worry—" Yan Nanxing patted him on the shoulder.
"You focus on recovering; leave the rest to us."
"Unless absolutely necessary, you should stay home and rest for the next two weeks."
"I'll send someone to help you down immediately and treat your injuries first."
The battle raged fiercely on the city walls, with cannons blaring into the sky; the sounds even reached inside the city.
Inside the Yang residence.
Sister Yang, Fifth Sister, Wang and her daughter, and Xu Wang were extremely anxious.
Everyone prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the heavens that Yang and Wang on the city wall would be safe and sound, unharmed.
Hu Jiaoniang closed her eyes; she had a clone that could roughly sense everything happening on the city wall.
"They're fine."
She said with absolute certainty.
"The city walls have been defended."
"Both of them sustained some injuries, but none of them were seriously injured."
"Perhaps, they won't have to guard the city walls for a while longer."
Upon hearing this, the women all breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone knows that this "Madam Yang" is highly skilled in magic and is not an ordinary person.
If she says it's okay, then it must be okay.
Hu Jiaoniang took out a photo stone and said to Yang Wumei.
"Fifth Sister, I'm about to fall into a deep sleep."
"Hand this photographic stone to me now that I'm awake. It contains some of my instructions for her."
Yang Wumei hurriedly took the photo stone.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely hand it over to Fourth Brother."
Sure enough, it didn't take long.
In the living room.
Hu Jiaoniang's eyes glazed over, and the inner core had already been changed.
The young girl Hu Jiaoniang went online and found herself sitting in a chair surrounded by her female relatives.
Using his clone technique to sense the city wall, he exclaimed "Oh dear!" and showed a pained expression.
"My husband is injured!"
This is the difference between her and Hu Jiaoniang.
Hu Jiaoniang's true form meant that Yang Silang's minor injuries were nothing to worry about.
In her eyes, it was a big deal if her husband got even a little injured.
Her words startled the women in the family, but Yang Wumei remembered the instructions of her "elder sister-in-law".
"Sister-in-law—" Yang Wumei handed her the photo stone, "This is what you asked me to give you a moment ago."
"Oh?"
Hu Jiaoniang accepted the photo stone.
"Fifth Sister, I understand."
When she returned to her bedroom, she lightly pointed her finger at the photo stone.
Immediately, an image appeared, showing her in person, but with a more mature and weathered look in her eyes.
"My darling—I'll call you that for now—"
"You and I are originally one body with two souls. You already know our origins, and you will gradually inherit all my memories."
"And my lucid moments are getting shorter and shorter, and I'm afraid that one day I might disappear completely."
"You chose Yang Silang, and I respect your choice."
"My judgment is terrible; perhaps you have better judgment and luck than me."
"If I had to choose, he's a good person, but his abilities are too poor, and he's too much older than me."
"I'm not an impulsive, stupid cat. To be honest, this person isn't on my list."
"But I have no right to interfere with your choices."
"Based on the number of days I've been conscious, I don't have much longer. In about half a month, I might never wake up again."
"I want to take advantage of this time when I'm sober to hone him properly, so that he can at least reach the level of a Grandmaster and have some ability to protect himself, so that he won't be a burden to you in the future."
"Therefore, daily drills are not a punishment, but rather a form of encouragement."
"In addition, I have a few important things to tell you—"
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