Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 276 - 178: First Battle!

The protagonist left never to return, and Zuo Xiaoluo’s eyebrows finally furrowed.

The protagonist’s cultivation is at the Tier Ten Void Realm level; to stop a Tier Ten Void Realm cultivator, it requires at least a Tier Ten Void Realm cultivator.

"So, the thing inside the Divine Hall of Time has come out!"

Zuo Xiaoluo looked at the undead zombie dragon approaching the city wall, realizing for the first time the vast strategic insight Zhao Yi possessed.

Ever since it was discovered that outside the Cultivation World there were three thousand small worlds, and that the strength of these three thousand small worlds far surpassed that of the Great Xia Zhao Clan’s royal family, the atmosphere at Xuanzhen Temple, the Imperial Clan Court, and the Great Xia Imperial Court had become grave.

Only Zhao Yi remained indifferent.

Zuo Xiaoluo still remembered what Zhao Yi said at the time.

Zhao Yi said that the Cultivation World was not entirely at a disadvantage against the three thousand small worlds.

The greatest advantage of the Cultivation World is "unified command, information sharing."

Just like now.

After the Great Xia Imperial Court formulated a strategy, all resources were immediately mobilized, and a defensive line was quickly established.

This is the advantage of "unified command."

Upon seeing the abnormal behavior of the Four Seas Dragon Race, Zuo Xiaoluo immediately thought of the Magic World and the undead mage; seeing the protagonist being held up, she immediately thought that the anomaly from the Divine Hall of Time had escaped.

This is the benefit brought by "information sharing."

After coming out of the Treasure Tower Secret Realm, the protagonist immediately informed Zhao Yi of everything about the Divine Hall of Time.

After Zhao Yi resolved Witch Demon Saqir at Sumeru Mountain, he promptly communicated all the intelligence details to Xuanzhen Temple.

The Great Xia Dynasty’s grasp of otherworld information far exceeded the imagination of the beings from those worlds.

On the other hand, those three thousand little worlds not only fought individually but also invaded one another.

They couldn’t even achieve "unified command, information sharing," let alone trust one another.

Zuo Xiaoluo had no doubt that if a real fight broke out one day, those beings from the Otherworld might start a battle of attrition among themselves before even reaching the Cultivation World.

Thinking of this, Zuo Xiaoluo stared at the undead dragon race within range and commanded:

"Prepare the fiery arrows."

With Zuo Xiaoluo’s command, the city wall was immediately filled with a dense humming sound, as hundreds of Eight-Ox Crossbows were drawn. Long iron arrows, a full foot in length, shone with a cold gleam on the crossbow beds, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

Nearby crossbowmen stepped forward quickly to ignite the pine oil packs on the arrows.

As the pine oil burned, a rich scent of pine filled the entire city tower.

Zuo Xiaoluo raised her right hand high, then swung it forcefully forward.

"Fire!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The dense rain of arrows almost instantly reached the undead zombie dragon.

The dead dragon race had no true essence to protect them, and their physical bodies could not withstand the great power of the Eight-Ox Crossbows.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Sharp long arrows instantly pierced through the dragon corpse, making tearing sounds like ripping through withered leaves.

The long arrows pinned the dragon corpse to the ground, and the scattered pine oil quickly ignited the broken dragon corpse.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Xiaoluo instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yi was right again.

The residual soul in the Divine Hall of Time did not possess the full power of its original form.

Although it had means to control the undead, compared to a complete undead mage, the summoned undead were mere imitations.

The dragon corpses outside the city were originally of the Four Seas Dragon Race, the dragon race being the strongest physically among the beasts in the Cultivation World.

If that residual soul had the abilities of its complete form, simply refining those dragon corpses would have severely disadvantaged the City Guard Army!

"Victory!"

Seeing the fiery arrows of the Eight-Ox Crossbows successfully halt the zombie dragon’s actions, the City Guard Army on the city wall erupted in cheers.

All eyes turned to the slender, thin figure on the watchtower, their eyes filled with fervor.

"The Grand General is mighty!"

"The Grand General is invincible!"

"The Grand General is unparalleled in the world!"

Zuo Xiaoluo looked calmly at the fiercely burning dragon corpse, without a trace of emotion in her eyes.

There was neither a hint of pride for severely wounding the enemy, nor a bit of arrogance for the soldiers’ jubilant cheers.

On the battlefield, Zuo Xiaoluo was as cold as an unfeeling killing machine.

Before the battle is over, no one can sway her emotions.

Except, of course, Zhao Yi.

"The benefactor is truly amazing! He broke the strange race’s zombie formation with just a simple tactic. His strategies and courage are unparalleled!"

No one knew that Zuo Xiaoluo, who appeared calm and indifferent on the outside, was internally as fervent as an erupting volcano at this moment.

The soldiers of the City Guard Army regarded Zuo Xiaoluo as a deity, but Zhao Yi was the true deity in her heart.

If it weren’t for the inappropriate timing, Zuo Xiaoluo would have rushed to Zhao Yi’s side to report the monumental success before her.

"I wonder how the benefactor is doing now?"

Thinking of Zhao Yi who was undergoing the tribulation, a wave of worry surged in Zuo Xiaoluo’s heart.

Even though she didn’t know how dangerous the transformation tribulation of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder was, seeing Zhao Yi draw away all the Great Cultivators from the Great Xia Imperial Court was enough to indicate the difficulty of this battle. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Buddha bless, let the benefactor be safe and sound!" Zuo Xiaoluo prayed in her heart.

In desperation, Zuo Xiaoluo prayed to anyone she could think of, forgetting that she had slaughtered all the monks on Sumeru Mountain, practically severing the Buddha’s lineage.

Even if the Buddha really heard her in the Spirit Realm, it would more likely strike down Zuo Xiaoluo than help protect the even more detestable Zhao Yi.

While pondering, Zuo Xiaoluo suddenly heard the sound of soldiers’ weapons dropping and them collapsing from afar.

Zuo Xiaoluo’s head snapped up, seeing the thick smoke from the burning dragon corpse drifting toward the city walls; her pupils dilated, face filled with astonishment.

"The benefactor predicted it again, there’s really corpse poison on these zombie dragons?"

Immediately, she ordered, "There are barrels of water on the battlements; wet the towels and cover your mouths and noses. Activate the Vortex Array to blow the poisonous smoke back, avoid harming the citizens inside the city."

Upon hearing the command, all the soldiers were momentarily stunned.

Only then did they understand why the officers had ordered everyone to bring towels before going into battle.

And the barrels on the battlements.

Many thought the water was to prevent fire arrows from the Eight-Ox Crossbow from igniting, not to guard against poison.

At this moment, not only the soldiers of the City Guard Army but also the Garrison Commander and various deputy commanders were prostrate in admiration for Zuo Xiaoluo.

This was the allure of a commander facing the enemy.

She always seemed to have solutions for crises.

Previously using fire arrows to burn the dragon corpse, now using water barrels and towels to avoid poison.

The strange race’s two assaults were effortlessly thwarted by Zuo Xiaoluo, shooting the morale of the City Guard Army to its peak.

Standing on the platform from start to finish without moving a step, Zuo Xiaoluo nonetheless instilled boundless courage and fighting spirit into all the soldiers.

The City Guard Army was eager to charge down and engage the enemy in fierce combat, while over on Su Qianqian’s side, misfortune struck.

When the undead zombie dragons attacked Shengjing City, Su Qianqian was flirting in the woods outside the city. Having finished, she witnessed the terrifying zombie dragons and instantly abandoned the idea of returning home to see her parents.

Hiding among the trees, she watched as the City Guard Army on the city walls braced themselves for the zombie dragons and displayed a look of satisfaction.

Su Qianqian had always believed that her downfall was all due to the Great Xia Zhao Clan’s wrongdoing.

Now that Shengjing City might be breached by monsters, her great vendetta was about to be avenged, making her nearly laugh out loud with joy.

However, it wasn’t long before Su Qianqian couldn’t laugh anymore.

Because the zombie dragons were ignited by fire arrows from the Eight-Ox Crossbow; engulfed in flames, they lost all power to attack.

"Worthless, all of them are worthless!"

Su Qianqian stomped her foot in anger.

Watching the cheering soldiers on the city wall, she gnashed her teeth, wishing she could dash up there and pull the arrows from the dragon corpses, extinguish the flames, and let the zombie dragons continue their siege, ideally slaughtering everyone in Shengjing City!

While she raged helplessly against a tree, Su Qianqian suddenly heard soldiers on the wall shouting "It’s poisonous".

"The dragon corpses are poisonous?" Su Qianqian’s eyes lit up.

The poisonous gas kills much faster than those undead.

If the poison is potent enough, it could wipe out everybody in Shengjing City within moments.

But soon, Su Qianqian was disappointed again.

The City Defense Army reacted even faster than before; almost immediately after the poisonous warning was issued, the Vortex Array on the wall was activated.

Furious, Su Qianqian smashed her fist into the tree, her expression suddenly changed.

Because the Vortex Array was blowing the corpse poison toward the woods where she was.

"Damn it, don’t come this way!"

Su Qianqian’s face turned pale with fright, staggering as she fled deeper into the woods to escape the overwhelming poison smoke.

Observing this, a faint smile finally appeared at the corner of the protagonist’s mouth.

"You seem quite happy?"

In the void, a burst of seven-colored rosy light floated in front of the protagonist.

"Do you bear a grudge against that woman?" asked the Sage of Time. "I can help you kill her, in exchange, you must help me kill someone."

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