Chapter 278: Securing Wushuang City

Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Securing Wushuang City

"Quick, notify the commander!" the general ordered urgently.

Swiftly, a messenger took to the skies, heading toward the floating island. However, the island was shrouded in a barrier that blocked any spiritual sensing. As the messenger approached the island:

"Fire!"

With a shout from Zhao Chuan of the Daxuan Army's First Battalion, a volley of arrows surged towards the approaching figure. The messenger, merely at the early Nascent Soul stage, had faced many battles, but he had never encountered a barrage of this scale.

Tens of thousands of arrows, at least ten thousand, flew towards him. Terrified, the messenger turned to flee, activating all his defensive artifacts, weapons, and shields. But how could his feeble defenses withstand the power of ten thousand arrows? Even a thousand would be too much. In the blink of an eye, he was struck down, falling lifeless to the ground, while Zhao Chuan led his troops to secure the area around the floating island.

On the Northern City Wall

"General, what should we do? The enemy is advancing!" one of the officers exclaimed anxiously.

"We can't! The commander ordered us not to leave the city," another officer replied, equally concerned.

"But if we can't notify the commander, and the gates are breached, we'll lose the city!"

"If the gates fall, won't the commander be in danger?"

"The commander is at the Imperial Realm level. While he can't deal with an army of 200,000 alone, if he needs to retreat safely, no one can stop him."

"But what do we do now? The southern gate is under attack, and the east and west gates are also in crisis."

"We still have 400,000 soldiers here. We can't afford to lose more. Besides, the south is only being attacked by civilians. I've already sent 200,000 troops. There shouldn't be a problem... possibly, there shouldn't be any problems."

At the Southern Gate

From outside, the situation at the southern gate seemed unclear. People saw only a steady stream of their comrades scaling the walls, unaware that many inside had already fallen. They continued to send more people into the city.

Once inside, the attackers had no escape. They had to fight. Having already killed many of the Dayu soldiers, if they failed to break through the gate, they would face certain death. The battle within the city was brutal beyond words.

On the walls, the general screamed orders, but there were simply too many enemies. Four million—how could they kill them all?

Finally, after over two hours of battle, the reinforcements arrived. A vast army rushed forward from the distance.

"Boom!"

The southern gate of Wushuang City fell with a thunderous crash.

The southern gate had been breached. Countless civilians surged into the city. As they poured in, they were stunned by the sight: bodies, countless bodies. Friends and family who had gone before them were all dead. Dead?

Who had killed them? The Dayu soldiers, it was them! It was them!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

With a heart-wrenching scream, the assault on the Dayu soldiers began anew.

Flying towards the city tower, Wu An descended freely, knocking away the enemies surrounding his subordinates with a single palm strike. However, the response he received was one of despair. "General, we've lost! We've been defeated!"

Looking at the countless masses in the city, Wu An suddenly felt like he was dreaming. It had been a long time since he last dreamt, but this felt surreal. Why was everything happening like this?

"General, let's retreat!" a general shouted at Wu An.

At this moment, the First Battalion of the Daxuan Army, with two hundred thousand soldiers, rushed over. The gates were already open, and the battle was lost.

"Retreat!" Wu An roared.

With a single command, it seemed like Wu An had exhausted all his energy. In an instant, the leisurely atmosphere of sipping tea was replaced by chaos. Everything had changed. Why did it have to be like this?

With a single command to retreat, the last shred of resistance in the Dayu army disappeared. They turned and fled, but a large number of shattered astral arrows rained down, causing countless casualties.

"Zhong Shan, I hate you!" While fleeing, Wu An yelled at Zhong Shan on a distant mountain peak.

"General Wu An, don't forget to attack Daxuan City!" Zhong Shan laughed from atop the mountain peak.

It was all lies, everything was a lie. Zhong Shan had never intended to help him capture Daxuan City. He had deceived Wu An. In that moment, even Wu An, an expert at the peak of the martial realm, felt his face flush red with anger. Suddenly, he felt a surge of blood in his chest, as if he were about to spit it out.

It was all Zhong Shan's scheme. He was deliberate, he was a fraud, the greatest fraud in the world.

"I will avenge this one day. I will tear you apart!" Wu An fled with his remaining forces.

"Waiting for your esteemed presence at any time!" Zhong Shan chuckled.

Behind the commander, there were still two hundred thousand remnants of the army. They fled with Wu An, followed closely by Zhong Shan's two hundred thousand troops.

Zhong Shan waved his hand!

The signal to retreat spread rapidly.

"Sir, why are we retreating? Shouldn't we pursue victory?" Ah Da asked, puzzled.

"Don't chase a defeated enemy. Besides, why should I pursue? My task was only to take Wushuang City. Wu An has twenty thousand remaining troops, and there are countless scattered remnants in the city. What I want is to stabilize Wushuang City quickly." Zhong Shan said.

"Yes, sir," Ah Da nodded immediately.

The two hundred thousand Daxuan troops quickly returned, escorting Zhong Shan into the city.

At this moment, the two hundred thousand Daxuan soldiers were extremely excited. This was their commander, General Zhong.

In Wushuang City, the people were already prepared for a fierce battle, but not a single one died, not a single one was injured. They just shot some arrows, and they were inside the city?

Wu An felt as if he had been transported to another world. Wasn't this two hundred thousand Daxuan troops the same? It was too unreal, like a ghost.

Regardless of whether it felt real or not, Wushuang City was captured. At the north city tower, the enemy had already retreated, leaving only the scattered remnants dispersed by Shui Wuhen's army. Dispersed enemies meant nothing; a couple of civilians could easily defeat them.