Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Difference Between Humans and Beasts

Qin Mo didn't let his troops light any lamps. The city wall was only so big; lighting lamps would just make it easy for the enemy's catapults to fire. The orcs weren't using oil bombs; they were throwing them in the dark, making it difficult to hide. If they were too accurate, it would be even more troublesome.

"Since it's a night battle, let's make it a thorough night. Drag them into close combat, negate their night vision advantage, and overwhelm them on the narrow city walls." That's exactly what Qin Mo did. Qin Mo paid close attention to night battles; animal fats, raisins, and various dried fruits were on the Da Yuan army's menu to minimize the prevalent night blindness in the Great Xia Empire.

The orcs fought desperately to create an opening, finally managing to break through the ramps of the Flaming City Ladder, only to find the area deserted. A sharp whistling sound filled the air as crossbow bolts and javelins rained down, felling orc warriors one after another. Even the strongest orcs couldn't withstand the heavy crossbow bolts and javelins.

Qin Mo left only Wu Shengze to guard the camp tonight, and even brought over Xu Liyan, the crippled Xuanjing cultivator. The two of them roamed the city walls, specifically slaughtering the elite warriors and strongmen of the orc race.

Qin Mo deployed heavy armored soldiers and Japanese warriors alternately on the city wall. If the Japanese warriors encountered a strong enemy, they would try to delay and defend, waiting for the heavy armored soldiers or cultivators to come to their rescue.

With a roar, a huge figure leaped onto the city wall and landed in the encirclement of the Fusang warriors. With two swings of his long spiked club, he sent more than a dozen Fusang warriors flying. The color of his fangs could not be seen in the darkness, but his body made it clear that he was an orc warlord.

The orc warlord had been secretly searching for powerful figures from the Great Xia Dynasty, but Qin Mo and Xu Liyan were always elusive, making it impossible for him to catch them. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer and jumped onto the city wall to begin the massacre.

In the darkness, a jet-black javelin silently approached the orc warlord's body, only noticing it just before it made contact. He only had time to move it away from his heart, using his strong arm to catch the despicable javelin.

"Awooo..." The orc warlord let out a howl filled with both pain and indignation, cursing inwardly, "These despicable attackers from Great Xia," completely forgetting that he had just been hiding in the shadows preparing to ambush De Xiao.

The orc warlord underestimated Qin Mo's character. Just as his arm was pierced by a spear, he saw two figures split off to the left and right, charging towards him. The figure on the right emitted a faint glow, causing the orc general to inwardly curse, "Damn it, this is a Xuan Realm cultivator."

He made a split-second decision: break through to the left. Now, whether he went forward or backward, he would be caught in a pincer attack from both sides. The figure on the left was tall and thin, looking easier to bully. He could injure him first, then escape. The orc warlord roared and charged at the man on the left, swinging his spiked club in a preemptive strike.

But the human was strange; he raised a large axe and swung it at him. Just as the orc warlord was grinning and thinking that the other was overestimating himself, a huge force came from the spiked club, which not only made him stagger back several steps, but also made his heart skip a beat.

The orc warlord felt a chill on his waist as a gleaming blade flashed across it. Then, a broken axe silently severed his head. His flying head cried out in defiance, "Despicable... two against one..."

Suddenly, a dazzling cloud appeared on the side, followed by a huge explosion several seconds later. The terrifying pressure continued to rise, and everyone in the battle understood that the two great shamans and their respective realms had begun to clash.

Seeing this, Qin Mo decided to rest and conserve her strength in case of unforeseen circumstances. As for what unforeseen circumstances? Of course, it was if Zhao Qirui were to lose, the Great Xia army would inevitably retreat, and the breakout would be the moment worth fighting for.

"Help...Help...Your Highness...Help!" A loud, strange cry reached Qin Mo's ears again, making him both angry and amused. It was that Kong Yue again. He was clearly quite strong; killing an orc general single-handedly wouldn't have been difficult for him, but to ease the burden on his subordinates, he always resorted to taunts and taking on too much responsibility. Now he'd gone too far and remembered Qin Mo.

Qin Mo quickly approached, casually pulling out a javelin to kill one of the two orc generals surrounding him, but unexpectedly, a voice rang out: "Help... Help... Your Highness, save me..."

"Long Ba...you..." Qin Mo was so angry he almost fainted. Kong Yue was fighting two against one, and you were fighting one against one, what were you yelling for help for? But after taking a closer look, he realized that Long Ba really had a fair fight this time.

A slightly shorter orc warlord was circling and hacking at Long Ba. His two short axes flew up and down at varying speeds, revealing him to be a rare, highly skilled orc warrior.

A beam of bright moonlight streaked across the sky, extending towards the powerful orc. The skilled orc fell to the ground without a sound, and then the moonlight swept across his body, illuminating the large hole in his chest.

Allen finally made his move. Now that Zhao Qirui was fighting the opponent's great shaman, he no longer cared about Allen, who was just a relatively large reptile. After unleashing a skill called "Evening Moon," he flashed into the night, preparing for a major battle.

"Allen, be careful, your brothers and sisters are waiting for you..." Qin Mo only had time to shout at Allen's back, hoping that he wouldn't get carried away and mess things up, after all, Zhao Qirui and the Great Witch hadn't finished their fight yet!

Surprisingly, quite a few people shared Qin Mo's thoughts. In the end, both sides fell into a strange state. The battle was no longer intense, but rather resembled a rehearsal, with each side locked in a stalemate, waiting for the outcome of the strongest contest.

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