Chapter 65: Heaven Gives Face and Blows the East Wind

General Huo didn't waste any time; he floated down from the city wall, moving with even greater ease, almost reaching the speed of teleportation.

Everyone in the army knew General Huo; even those who had never seen him in person had seen his portrait. Chunzhi was shocked by the sudden appearance of General Huo's ghost, but she also knew that the most important task at hand was to drive back the barbarians, so she immediately began to mobilize the soldiers.

"You, go and collect all the arrows that the barbarians shot up."

"You, take the archers and prepare."

Although twenty years have passed, the barbarians will never forget the biggest obstacle to their attack on Qiugu.

General Huo floated up to the leader of the barbarians, covered in blood, his right arm hanging down from half of his body, looking like a demon that had just crawled out of the River of Oblivion.

Not to mention that they were ghosts to begin with.

When the barbarians saw General Huo three feet off the ground, they all looked terrified.

Regardless of the tribe, they all have a sense of awe and reverence for ghosts and gods.

Su Zhenzhen had calculated this point, after all, in the history of the 906th century, there were still some tribes that constantly claimed that the gods had bestowed power upon them.

Not to mention that General Huo also reaped the lives of many of their people on the battlefield, making his deterrent power even greater.

The barbarians quickly lost their composure, and the archers behind the battlements took the opportunity to fire arrows from the shadows.

"Kill!" The barbarians swung their swords at General Huo, but they missed their target.

General Huo walked around in front of each barbarian, but it was a pity that he couldn't touch them. Otherwise, he would have bitten off a piece of flesh from each of them.

There are naturally some daring and disrespectful people among the barbarians, but they are a minority. Besides, the entire group was so frightened that it was difficult for just a few people to turn the tide.

However, this was tough on Su Zhenzhen. The sweat on her forehead, which started as a few drops, started to flow down like a waterfall.

Hensheng kept wiping the sweat from his brow with his sleeve, his eyes full of worry. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Su Zhenzhen focused her mind, feeling as if her soul was surrounded by a ball of fire, truly dancing on the edge of a knife, every breath causing her pain.

"Come closer to me."

Hensheng moved closer to Su Zhenzhen as instructed, almost hugging her tightly.

General Huo's side was progressing smoothly, and with occasional stray arrows being fired, several barbarians had already fallen from their horses. Before General Huo could even take turns inspecting them, the barbarians were already considering retreating.

"withdraw!"

As soon as the order was given, the barbarians rushed north, trampling their fallen comrades to death in the chaos.

General Huo knew the principle of not pursuing a desperate enemy, especially since he was now completely incapable of killing them. He could only drift back to the city wall with a heart full of resentment and anger.

Su Zhenzhen put him into her storage compartment almost the instant she saw him.

The moment General Huo disappeared from sight, the burning sensation in my soul finally ceased.

Hensheng immediately helped the person up, asking, "Are you alright?"

Su Zhenzhen felt like she had been pulled out of the water; she was covered in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable.

"It would be nice to have hot water for a shower."

Chunzhi was pleased to have driven off the barbarians and waved her hand, ordering, "Have the kitchen staff boil water."

However, Chunzhi's joy did not last long before her worries returned. "This is the first time that the barbarians can only be frightened at night. Once they come to their senses and realize that General Huo was just trying to scare them, they might get angry and attack the city even more fiercely."

Just as Hensheng was about to tell Chunzhi that he would take the mountain road to the rear of the barbarians the next night so that she wouldn't worry, he heard a muffled thunderclap in the sky.

"Boom!"

The sky was torn open like a slit in daylight. Su Zhen was really worried that her cleverness might be getting her comeuppance. Just then, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl came flying down from the sky, and it looked like it was going to strike her right on the head.

Oh no, this time it's really going to be a disaster, we're going back to the 906th century ahead of schedule!

He won't just be struck by lightning and die, will he? He only helped General Huo, he didn't directly interfere in the rise and fall of the dynasty.

The imagined excruciating pain did not come. Su Zhenzhen opened her eyes, which she had closed in desperation, and saw Hensheng protecting her, staring at the heavens. The lightning bolt stopped just an inch away from him, without continuing to strike.

Su Zhen was truly terrified. Was this kid out of his mind? Don't think that just because he's of imperial blood, Heaven will grant him favors. In fact, the downfall of many dynasties was orchestrated by the workings of Heaven.

However, the heavens were indeed kind to him, and several more rumbles of thunder sounded, followed by a torrential downpour.

Su Zhenzhen felt a refreshing coolness and her heart soared. The lightning bolt still lay across the city wall, just inches away from Hensheng.

"Um, I was wrong. Look, it's raining for you too, could you please stop the thunder?"

With Su Zhenzhen's good attitude in admitting her mistake, the lightning bolt flew like a dragon entering the sea, spinning rapidly and disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Hensheng suddenly beamed with joy, "Zhenzhen, feel it, the southeast wind is blowing now!"

Su Zhenzhen stretched out her hands and touched them. It was true. There was no need to cross the mountains to the north of the barbarians now. They could just wait for the barbarians to attack and launch rockets at them.

Even God was helping Hensheng; the rain hadn't stopped for long enough for the fire to ignite, and it stopped after about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, leaving only a light drizzle in the sky.

The wind was blowing so hard it felt like it was hitting my face, and it showed no signs of stopping.

Professional matters should be left to professionals. Chunzhi was in charge of arranging the fire attack, so Su Zhenzhen went down to the city tower to take a bath without worry.

After taking a bath, in order to allow Su Zhenzhen to rest well, Hensheng used his privilege for the first time to let Huo Jiajun and others squeeze into other tents, while he stayed by her side.

This was the first good night's sleep Su Zhenzhen had since being brought here. Although the environment was a bit simple, she felt incredibly at ease for some reason.

When Su Zhenzhen woke up, it was already bright daylight, the rain had long since stopped, and the air was filled with the fragrance of everything after being cleansed.

The barbarians arrived faster than expected, and their retreat without a fight last night is a disgrace in their history.

Chunzhi's side was also ready long ago, and the wind was still blowing from the southeast today.

The breeze caressed her face, and Su Zhenzhen felt extremely comfortable. She quickly used her points to buy alcohol and distributed it to Huo Jiajun, while also giving him instructions.

"Once the rocket is launched, smash this bottle at the barbarians."

Glass bottles are very fragile, and the shards that scatter when they break can be quite dangerous.

Although the barbarians also got wet in the rain last night, they never mistreat their warriors, and they all changed into clean clothes after returning to their tents.

This also facilitated the use of fire attack today.

As the barbarians drew closer to the city walls, Chunzhi gave the order, and tens of thousands of arrows carrying oil were fired simultaneously towards the area below the city tower.