Chapter 111 Fierce Battle in the Delivery Room
"Bang!"
The carved wooden door finally gave way under the strain and shattered under countless impacts.
The wind and rain, carrying a heavy stench of blood, instantly filled the entire delivery room.
Seven or eight black-clad assassins, soaking wet and exuding murderous intent, stormed in, stepping over splinters of wood. Their knives were still dripping blood, clearly indicating that Shadow One and his men outside were already engaged and unable to spare any attention.
"There she is! Kill that witch!"
The leader of the assassins spotted the figure hidden by layers of gauze on the bed at a glance. A bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes, and he raised his knife to strike.
"court death!"
Shen Jin, who had been guarding the bedside, did not move, but the long sword in his hand had already turned into a cold light.
"Pfft—!"
The assassin at the front didn't even see how he made his move before a bloody hole appeared in his throat, and he fell straight down, his body blocking the way for the people behind him.
"This is what will happen to anyone who dares to step over this corpse."
Chen Jin pointed his longsword diagonally at the ground, blood sliding down the blade. With his back to the bed, he stood like an insurmountable mountain, fiercely protecting his wife and children behind him.
"Go! He's all alone! He'll be distracted protecting that woman! Kill him, and there'll be a reward of ten thousand taels of silver!"
The remaining assassins exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming with malice, and roared in unison as they attacked from all sides.
A flurry of swordplay erupted instantly within the cramped delivery room.
"Ouch—! It hurts so much!"
On the bed, Jiang Mianmian let out a shrill scream.
This is not just because of fear, but also because... the intense pain of contractions has reached its peak.
"Push! Your Highness, push! We can see the head!"
The midwife huddled in the corner of the bed, trembling as she watched the carnage outside while dutifully delivering the baby; she was on the verge of a breakdown.
"Use your sister's strength! Can't you see someone's trying to kill me?!"
Jiang Mianmian was sweating profusely from the pain, but her mind became unusually clear due to the pain and sense of crisis.
As an esper awakened in the apocalypse, her perception was amplified to an extreme degree in desperate situations. Even through a veil, even amidst the deafening shouts of battle outside, she could still accurately detect the breathing and movements of every assassin.
[On the left! Three! Rapid breathing, unsteady steps, unstable lower body!]
[On the right! Two! Those are experts! They're gathering their power!]
Be careful! Watch out behind you! There's a thug trying to ambush you in the kidneys!
While gritting her teeth and pushing through the labor, Jiang Mianmian was mentally activating "tactical command mode."
Shen Jin was facing three enemies in front of him when he heard the voice in his mind. He suddenly turned to the left and thrust his long sword backward.
"when!"
A crisp sound.
An assassin who was about to attack his lower back had his dagger precisely blocked, and was then kicked away by Shen Jin, crashing hard into the wall and spitting out blood.
"Thanks, honey."
Shen Jin replied in his heart, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.
With Jiang Mianmian as his "human radar," it was as if he had eyes in the back of his head. The situation, which had been somewhat restrictive because he had to protect the bed, was instantly reversed.
"The one on the left! Attack his groin! He's injured in the leg!"
Jiang Mianmian screamed out loud, it hurt too much. She couldn't get enough of cursing in her heart, so she shouted it out loud.
Without hesitation, Shen Jin pressed down with his longsword, sweeping across the enemy ranks.
"ah!"
The assassin on the left screamed as both legs were severed.
"On the right! The one with the double swords! He's about to use a hidden weapon!"
"call out--!"
Shen Jin casually grabbed a teacup from the table and threw it, which accurately hit the assassin's wrist, knocking several poisoned needles to the ground.
Inside the delivery room, a bizarre and shocking scene unfolded.
On one side, the midwife was shouting hoarsely, "Push! Inhale! Exhale!" On the other side, Jiang Mianmian was furiously yelling, "Chop him! Left! Right! Headshot!"
Amidst the cacophony of background noise, Shen Jin danced like the Grim Reaper, killing one person with every step, sending all the assassins who dared to approach within three feet of the bed to meet their maker.
However, the assassins seemed endless.
"boom!"
The window was broken open, and three men in black jumped in.
And this time, they were smarter.
"Ignore Shen Jin! Shoot that woman with hidden weapons!"
The leader shouted.
The three assassins raised their hands at the same time, and crossbow bolts from their sleeves were fired simultaneously. Dozens of black crossbow bolts rained down on the bed!
"mean!"
He was calm and collected, but his eyes were bloodshot.
Although he could block them, he only had one sword, which was far from enough to block all the crossbow bolts!
At this moment, Jiang Mianmian is making her final sprint.
"ah--!!!"
The excruciating pain nearly made her faint, but her will to survive made her open her eyes wide.
[You want to kill me? You want to kill my child?]
[Dream on!]
[Open up the space for me!]
Just as the crossbow bolt was about to pierce the gauze curtain.
Despite the excruciating pain, Jiang Mianmian mustered all her remaining mental energy.
"Splash—!"
The thick, bright red wedding quilt that had been covering her suddenly seemed to come alive, flying up and spreading out in the air to form a red barrier.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
All the crossbow bolts hit the thick cotton quilt, but none of them penetrated it, as if they had sunk into the sea.
At the same time, Jiang Mianmian pulled out a treasure she had kept hidden away during the apocalypse from under the covers—
[High-voltage electric shock pepper spray - group attack version!]
"Go to hell!"
She didn't know where she got the strength, but she sat up halfway in bed, raised the spray can, and sprayed it wildly at the three assassins by the window.
"Zzzzzzz—!!!"
A pungent spray carrying blue arcs of electricity instantly enveloped the three people.
"Ah—! My eyes! They're so numb! Ah—!"
That's a special spray mixed with chili water and conductive liquid.
The three assassins were instantly electrocuted, their bodies convulsing, foaming at the mouth, rolling on the ground with their eyes covered, and screaming like pigs being slaughtered.
The crisis is over.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Jin stepped forward and delivered a final blow to each of them, sending them to their deaths.
At this point, all of the dozen or so assassins who stormed into the delivery room were killed.
Corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river.
Shen Jin leaned on his sword, panting heavily. His purple-gold python robe was soaked in blood, making it impossible to tell whether it belonged to his enemy or himself.
He turned around and looked at the bed.
Jiang Mianmian lay limp on the bed, the spray can in her hand falling to the ground. She looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, her face almost transparently white.
"Mianmian..."
Shen Jin threw down his sword, rushed to the bedside, and grasped her cold hand. "It's alright...they're all dead..."
Jiang Mianmian looked at him weakly, forcing a smile at the corners of her lips:
"Chen Jin...you were so handsome just now..."
[Seriously...so cool...]
However... I think I'm... out of energy...
Her voice grew softer and softer, and her eyelids became so heavy that she could barely keep them open.
"Don't sleep! Mianmian! Don't sleep!"
Shen Jin panicked and pinched her hand hard on the tiger's mouth, "The baby isn't out yet! You can't sleep! You promised to stay with me for life!"
Just then.
"Wow--!!!"
A loud, powerful, and vibrant cry suddenly rang out in the silent, blood-soaked delivery room.
The midwife's joyful cry followed:
"It's born! It's born!"
"Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations, Your Highness! It's...it's a boy!"
Shen Jin was startled.
Jiang Mianmian's previously unfocused pupils refocused.
"You...you gave birth?"
[That Nezha who tossed and turned in my belly for ten months... is finally out?]
The midwife deftly cut the umbilical cord, wrapped the baby in swaddling clothes, and presented the baby to Shen Jin with a joyful expression.
"Your Highness, look! The young prince is so strong and healthy! Judging from his crying, he'll definitely be a great general someday!"
With trembling hands, Chen Jin took the wrinkled, red, and still wailing little bundle of flesh.
That was his child.
It is the continuation of his bloodline with Jiang Mianmian.
Amidst the stench of blood and corpses filling the room, this new life, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, dispelled all the gloom and death.
"So ugly..."
Jiang Mianmian glanced at it and complained with disdain, "Looks like a monkey... Shen Jin, it must be because of your bad genes."
Shen Jin's eyes reddened, but he laughed out loud.
"Yes, as I will."
He bent down, placed the child beside her pillow, and then lowered his head to give her a deep kiss on the forehead.
"Thank you, Mianmian."
"Thank you... for giving me a home."
Looking at the two figures, one big and one small, Jiang Mianmian finally felt relieved.
[Tch... no need to thank me...]
Remember... give me extra money... I want double...
Before she could finish speaking, her head lolled to the side, and she fell into a deep sleep.
I'm so tired.
Fighting is tiring, but giving birth is even more tiring.
but……
Hearing the powerful cries and Shen Jin's gentle calls in her ears, Jiang Mianmian smiled in her dream.
In the end, she won this battle.
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