A bolt of lightning illuminated the dark earth and the crab, and Zhang Ying's booming voice echoed from the crab: "Two minutes."

Chu Yi asked, "Jinzhi, what are you going to do?"

Wei Jingzhuo said, "We're not entirely without a chance. Look at that monster's right hind leg."

Chu Yi turned to look at the crab's right hind leg. The rain was pouring down and the sky was dark. After careful observation, he noticed that the crab's right hind leg seemed to have a tear more than ten feet above the ground.

He paused for a moment, then immediately understood what had happened, and said to Wei Jingzhuo, "Is it the spot where the craftsman burned it with fire?"

The artisans of the Great Jin Dynasty had dug countless caves into the mountainside. In one of these caves, they discovered a metal wall and burned it with fire. At that time, no one expected that this was the right hind leg of the crab.

Wei Jingzhuo said, "I have just carefully examined the surface of the monster's body and found that there is nothing to climb on. To enter such a tall monster, one would probably have to enter through the entrance at its legs."

Chu Yi suddenly realized and said, "You're right."

Once the army can reach the crab's right hind leg, they can penetrate the crab's body, where there must be a passage leading to the body inside its leg.

Although it's just a slim hope, it's still hope.

Zhang Ying's booming voice echoed across the battlefield once more: "One minute! What are you still hesitating for?"

A Jin army general asked, "Your Majesty, what should we do?"

Wei Jingzhuo said, "Form ranks."

The Jin generals were initially panicked, but seeing Wei Jingzhuo's calm demeanor, as if he had already made up his mind, they gradually calmed down and rode their horses toward their respective ranks, their shouts rising and falling in front of the army.

"By order of His Majesty, the entire army shall form ranks."

"Form ranks, form ranks, prepare to attack."

Wei Jingzhuo had led them to thwart an attack by an army of over 100,000 at Xiping Pass, and had also led them to defeat the almost invincible demon army of Southern Chu at Yanxun Pass. These generals unconditionally trusted their emperor, and even when facing such a gigantic monster, they believed that Wei Jingzhuo had devised a strategy to defeat it.

One by one, the banners were raised anew, the flashes of lightning in the clouds illuminating their banners. The Jin army, which had been scattered and disorganized, quickly regrouped under the banners, restoring their disciplined ranks. Startled warhorses returned to the ranks of the cavalry, weapons and armor clashing, boots stomping heavily in the mud.

Wei Jingzhuo and Chu Yi rode their horses to the front of the army formation. He slowly moved his gaze, looking at the neatly arranged soldiers before him.

Both the Jin army generals and soldiers had their eyes on his broken right arm. His right arm hadn't been splinted yet; it was simply bandaged and hung in front of his chest, with dark red blood still seeping through the white linen.

Nevertheless, Wei Jingzhuo's expression remained unchanged, as if the severed arm belonged to someone else.

“I know you are very scared,” Wei Jingzhuo said, “but as you saw, I just cut off the arm of that pursuer with my own hands, and he ran away in front of me.”

Many Jin soldiers nodded slightly.

Wei Jingzhuo was right. Before he fought Jiang Li, everyone thought that no matter how powerful Wei Jingzhuo was, he couldn't defeat a monster who was impervious to swords and spears. But Wei Jingzhuo did indeed do it. Jiang Li fled in a sorry state, not daring to even look back.

"This monster has a wound on its right hind leg. The entire army's objective is to rush to the monster's right hind leg," Wei Jingzhuo continued. "No matter how powerful the monster's cannon is, it will be helpless once we get inside its body."

Upon hearing this, the Jin soldiers all turned their attention to the crab's right hind leg, and many sharp-eyed people had already noticed the huge damage.

This is the result of five hundred artisans from Youzhou burning fires day and night.

The hole was small compared to the crab's body, but it was actually more than ten feet high, more than four feet wide, and two feet thick. The metal plate was twisted and turned outwards, and the gap in the middle was big enough for two people to enter side by side.

Seeing the damage, the Jin soldiers' morale began to recover.

As Wei Jingzhuo said, although the Cancer's bombardment is terrifying, as long as everyone disperses and charges, the losses can be minimized. Once you reach the Cancer's belly, it will be helpless against you.

“You are all warriors of the Great Jin Dynasty, my fierce tigers,” Wei Jingzhuo raised his left hand and pointed at the Cancer: “I once defeated the invincible tracker, and now you come to prove to me that you can also defeat the monster before you.”

Inspired by his words, the Jin army raised their swords and spears, waved their flags, and roared with thunderous shouts.

Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!

“They don’t seem to be surrendering.” Zhang Ying’s voice rang out. “If I had known you ancient savages were so stupid, I should have just blasted you all to pieces with that cannon shot.”

“I will be at the forefront,” Wei Jingzhuo said, drawing his sword with his left hand and pointing it at Cancer. “All troops, charge with me.”

After shouting, he turned around, spurred his horse, and charged towards the giant crab.

Seeing Wei Jingzhuo, the emperor, personally lead the charge against the giant crab, the 20,000 Jin soldiers were greatly encouraged. They shouted in unison, raised their swords and spears, and rushed towards the giant crab like a black torrent.

Several cavalry squads, brandishing their swords, were the first to charge out of the battle formation. The swords, raised in the air, exuded a chilling killing intent. The iron hooves of the warhorses trampled the mud, sounding like countless war drums, and the earth trembled slightly.

Then came the infantry, wielding long spears. The cavalry were the spears thrust out from the torrent, the infantry were the torrent itself, their dense forest of spear tips pointing at the giant crab. Their shouts converged into a deafening roar. Rain lashed their faces, but fear had vanished from their eyes; each one gleamed with a death-defying determination.

“You insolent ants, daring to defy the gods,” Zhang Ying’s disdainful voice emanated from the Cancer’s body. “Go to hell.”

Cancer raised its right arm cannon, aiming the muzzle at the charging Jin army, and gathered energy once more.