Chapter 616: Pacifying Sibao County (18) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Puff puff puff puff—
The metal petals missed their target, scattering on the ground, each leaving a dent about the thickness of a finger. Lü Jue's expression was grave, while Shen Tang, watching the battle, showed a flicker of emotion in her eyes. This hidden weapon, seemingly ordinary, was in fact insidious, vicious, and cunning.
"A shotgun enhanced with concealed weapon features..."
Shotguns fire multiple projectiles at close range, while enemy generals conceal projectiles on their weapons. Upon impact, each "petal" scatters second or third times after penetrating flesh. The craters on the ground may not look large, but they are riddled with holes inside. If all of them were to land on a single body, that person would be crippled even if not killed.
The enemy general's eyes turned slightly cold.
"Hmph, you're quick to escape."
A reminder may not be a sincere reminder.
But the intention to cheat was genuine.
Although Lü Jue was tricked, his fighting spirit saved his life. Hmph, luck doesn't always favor one person.
If you can escape this time, can you escape next time?
Lu Jue retorted, "How could your ancestor escape so quickly? It's clearly because you, this unworthy descendant, are old and weak, and your hands and feet are too slow!"
"You're just being glib! I'll cut your tongue off and eat it with my wine!" The enemy general, furious that Lü Jue was still so defiant even in this state, gritted his teeth in hatred. He leaped to a high place, brandishing his giant axe, and charged forward like a cannonball, yelling, "Prepare to die!"
Unexpectedly, Lü Jue refuted him with righteous indignation.
His eyes flashed with a sharp light, like a divine weapon capable of splitting mountains and cleaving seas, instantly shattering the dark clouds that had shrouded the enemy general's attack.
"A tongue-cutting snack with alcohol?"
Just thinking about that scene makes me want to vomit.
"I don't want my tongue to touch yours!"
That old scoundrel is seriously ill!
Shen Tang: "..."
As expected of you, Madam Lü, the love-struck idiot!
The enemy general was startled by Lü Jue's disdainful words, nearly missing his target with his axe. He regained his balance, his anger flaring. This manifested in an increasingly dense and relentless attack, like a whirlwind. His axe flashed like afterimages, each strike aimed at Lü Jue's vital points. If a blow landed squarely, Lü Jue would be reduced to a lifeless shred in no time!
puff!
Empowered by a mysterious force, the blade in Lü Jue's hand sliced through the shoulder of an enemy general, reaching the warm flesh beneath the cold metal. With a soft sound, blood spurted out. The stench of blood made Lü Jue's head spin, echoing in his crimson eyes.
His blows were heavier than the last.
He actually overpowered the enemy general with sheer brute force.
Still not satisfied, he feigned an attack, then leaped high onto his warhorse. The horse neighed and reared up, its hooves striking the enemy general's breastplate. The force of that moment was like a thousand pounds pressing down on him, and the enemy general blocked it with his massive axe.
puff!
This time, he was kicked so hard he was forced to retreat repeatedly.
Blood and qi surged in the chest cavity, and martial energy coursed wildly through the meridians.
Even the Dan Palace suffered a slight backlash.
"You brat, you're asking for death!"
The enemy general spat out a mouthful of foul blood.
He wished he could tear Lü Jue to pieces.
The war drums never ceased, both on and below the city walls.
Qiu Cheng unconsciously gripped a corner of the wall, seemingly watching the battle expressionlessly, but his heart was in his throat. He tensed the soft flesh around his cheeks, subconsciously holding his breath. Compared to his tension, Shen Tang appeared quite relaxed.
"Tsk tsk, for someone with a lovestruck mind, there's no buff more lethal than the white moonlight in their heart, the cinnabar mole in their soul... I originally thought his chances of winning were only 40%, but now, they've climbed to 60%." Shen Tang lowered her hand from her forehead. "Although the difference between each level is greater for martial arts practitioners, the factors influencing victory or defeat aren't just level, but also momentum... Shou Sheng's momentum is completely overwhelming his opponent right now... Who wouldn't say it's outrageous?"
Lü Jue was not fighting alone.
He was blessed with the love and support of his wife!
As expected, love-struck people are irrational.
Gu Chi: "..."
Bang!
Lu Jue's weapon struck the enemy general's face once more.
The enemy general let out a muffled thud.
He endured the pain of his blood and qi surging.
Immediately afterward, Shen Tang keenly noticed a subtle movement in his fingers. His strange giant axe flashed twice. Was he planning to seize this opportunity to repeat his old trick? Anyone with eyes could see that Lü Jue was currently in a state of frenzied explosion, his strength and speed greatly increased, but at the same time, he was sacrificing some of his rationality. His perception was far less than usual.
At this moment, a surprise attack is likely to succeed.
But will things develop as he predicted?
The metallic chrysanthemum bloomed a second time, but before it could fully unfold its form, it was twisted off by a bare hand to the astonishment of the enemy general. The petals burst open prematurely, making a series of popping sounds, and then Lü Jue snarled, "Eat it up to your ancestors!"
Blood, mixed with metal petals that hadn't fully dissipated from their explosion, slammed directly into the enemy general's face. The general leaned back, trying to retreat, but Lü Jue grabbed him by the shoulder with his other hand. In that split second, he felt a sharp, piercing pain shoot through his face!
"ah--"
He let out a scream.
The enemy general had to sacrifice his shoulder to swallow the enemy before he could retreat.
His right eye was blurry and bleeding profusely.
The bad news was that he couldn't save his eye; the good news was that he had reacted quickly enough that the scattering of the metal chrysanthemum was nearing its end. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lost just an eyeball, but his brains would have been mashed into a creamy mess.
In contrast, Lü Jue was much better.
Using the scale armor protecting his hands as cover, he had accumulated most of his martial energy, layering it with protective barriers beforehand. Risking the possibility of his hand being ruined, he caught the sneak attack with his bare hands. The result was gratifying; his hand wasn't damaged, but it looked quite badly injured, bleeding continuously.
It's unclear whether it was his blood or the enemy general's blood.
Or both.
Lu Jue, panting heavily, sneered: "Old man, if you have the guts, try using it a third time, and I'll cripple your other eye!"
This is clearly impossible.
Shen Tang saw it clearly.
It's not difficult to create those metallic chrysanthemums with a giant axe; the challenge lies in compressing martial energy into each petal. This is the core of the chrysanthemum's secondary and even tertiary splitting and scattering. Like a spring, the greater the pressure applied, the stronger the rebound.
Judging from his level of martial prowess and his reserves of martial energy, two hidden weapons and three separate scattering attacks would be the enemy general's current limit.
The enemy general was gradually suppressed by the hot-blooded Lü Jue after the first failed sneak attack, which was also related to the fact that he had exhausted too much energy.
The outcome is now decided.
The enemy general also realized that the situation was hopeless.
He feinted, intending to summon his warhorse to turn and flee.
Once inside the city's firing range, it's likely that Lü Jue wouldn't dare to pursue further, as this distance would be nothing more than a fleeting moment for him.
"pity--"
Shen Tang clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Exposing your back to the enemy...
It still exposed Lü Jue, who liked to lie in wait for the right opportunity...
Isn't this like an old man hanging himself, tired of living?
The outcome is decided.
As soon as he finished speaking, the enemy general felt a chill on his neck.
Before he could react, his vision abruptly rose, reaching its peak before plummeting vertically downwards, followed by a strange dizziness… He slightly opened his mouth, exhaling a breath of stale air, his eyelids trembling in confusion. His left cheek was pressed against rough sand, his eyelashes covered in grit. Through the blur, he saw a headless corpse clad in armor emblazoned with demonic patterns falling forward.
That is...
Himself?
_(:з」∠)_
This chapter is one of the few drafts I had saved up...
On the second day after surgery, I was able to get out of bed and walk around a few times, but I haven't eaten anything for two days, only semi-liquid food. I feel dizzy when I get up... Waaah, when will I be able to pass gas and eat again? I always feel like there's a lump of gas in my stomach, I'm just one step away from being able to...
(End of this chapter)
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