Xiao Fan: w (ﾟДﾟ) w
On the battlefield, Duoji was thrown into the air by an unnamed force, then crashed heavily onto the ground. However, the height he was thrown was not too high, so he was only slightly dazed from the impact.
Nevertheless, the once silver-white curved blade in his hand had now turned a vivid shade of red.
He couldn't comprehend why this had happened; the sky seemed empty, yet he could feel the presence of the Lord of Heaven, as spoken of by the Tang people. The Lord of Heaven truly existed.
Outside the ecological box, Xiao Fan was accidentally pierced by the blade, and in pain, he had to retract his hand.
Looking at his palm, covered in patches of red, the blood of the Tibetan cavalry inside the ecological box, he overlooked the fact that he had tiny wounds. These wounds were inflicted by the Tibetan cavalry within the ecological box, but in his anger, he had not noticed them earlier.
The recent slash from the Tibetan cavalry general, Duoji, had deeply penetrated Xiao Fan's palm. A one-centimeter-long wound was now spouting blood.
Xiao Fan was greatly alarmed. It was only at this moment that he truly realized he could not only influence the ecological box but that the little people inside it could also affect him.
He was not an invincible entity!
At this moment, Xiao Fan's inner turmoil was profound. He had thought that by providing food to the people of Shule and rescuing the devoutly praying girl Yao Xi, he had become the true Lord of Heaven. However, that was not the case. He was still Xiao Fan, the same person from the real world—struggling with overdue rent, a difficult life, and the post-graduation struggle to find employment.
Xiao Fan: o(︶︿︶)o
All of this was observed by Yao Xi, the girl from Shule Town. At the very moment, she understood that the Lord of Heaven had been injured for their sake.
However, the battle was far from over!
Yao Xi, hiding in a thatched house, rushed to the open space. She felt the need to do something. The Lord of Heaven had done enough for them—providing food for the villagers of Shule and getting injured while protecting them. Now, it was her turn to contribute, to do something for the Lord of Heaven.
"Captain Lu Yang! Villagers!" Yao Xi shouted as she ran to the open space.
Hearing the call of the Saintess Yao Xi, the villagers emerged from their hiding places in the thatched houses.
At this moment, Lu Yang, the valiant cavalry captain, happened to lead the remaining Anxi cavalry back to Shule Town.
"Yao Xi? No, Saintess of Lord! What's happened?" Lu Yang asked, his tone no longer skeptical. After the recent battle, he firmly believed in the Lord of Heaven. Shule Town had been sheltered by the Lord of Heaven, and he naturally held great respect for Yao Xi.
"The Lord of Heaven is injured for us! We have always received the protection of the Lord of Heaven. We must do something, drive away these Tibetan invaders!" Yao Xi conveyed what she had seen, her expression unwavering.
"What? The Lord of Heaven...he's injured?" A frightened villager asked upon hearing Yao Xi's words.
"What should we do? Without the Lord of Heaven, are we not doomed?" Another female villager, her voice trembling, exclaimed.
Lu Yang, the valiant cavalry captain, was now also shaken. Although most of the Tibetan cavalry had been killed or injured, the survivors were scattered and lacked any fighting spirit. However, for their Tang Anxi army, the situation was already dire. Lu Yang had a gaping wound on his left arm that looked horrifying, and only five Anxi soldiers remained. Unexpectedly, in this critical moment, they found themselves pushed to such a desperate situation.
The little people in Shule Town began to stir anxiously.
Suddenly, an aged voice roared, "What are you all talking about?" The one shouting was the oldest elder of Shule Town, Gao Cunzheng. "We are all alive because of the protection of the Lord of Heaven. The Lord of Heaven bestowed food upon us, helped us eliminate the wicked, and got injured for our sake. How could the people of Shule Town, the people of Tang Anxi, possibly betray the Lord of Heaven? Divine Lady, speak your thoughts. Even if I, Gao Cunzheng, have to stake my old bones, I will not retreat, I will not become a slave, I will not become a vassal of a fallen nation!"
"Exactly! The soldiers of the Great Tang will never become vassals of a fallen nation! Even if I die, I will die on the charging battlefield!" Captain Lu Yang said, his initial confusion now dissipated.
"Yes! Without the Lord of Heaven, we would have starved to death long ago!"
"That's right! Let's fight against these Tibetan savages! For the Lord of Heaven, I'm willing to fight!"
"Gao Cunzheng, Captain Lu Yang, everyone... I understand. As the representative of the Lord of Heaven, I have a way to drive away these Tibetan invaders!" Yao Xi exclaimed excitedly.
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At this moment, Duoji, who had fallen on the battlefield, narrowly escaping death, still felt great fear. However, when he saw the red stains on the curved blade that had fallen nearby, doubt filled his heart.
As a seasoned general who had experienced many battles, Duoji had served as the vanguard general when the Tibetan Prince Mudi Ruzan conquered the Kingdom of Nan Zhao. The red on the blade unmistakably indicated bloodstains.
"Can even the Lord of Heaven bleed?" This thought crossed Duoji's mind.
Moreover, although the Tibetan vanguard cavalry on the battlefield suffered heavy casualties, they were not completely defeated. The terrifying divine punishment that had occurred earlier had also disappeared without a trace.
Duoji glared fiercely at the nearby muddy little city of Shule Town. Such a small city had unexpectedly caused him significant losses, an indignity he could not accept. He grabbed the blade and shouted loudly to the remaining defeated soldiers around him, "The Tang people's Lord of Heaven is already dead! The proof is in my hands, in this blade!"
The Tibetan cavalry, terrified and at a loss, had their courage shattered.
"Cowards will be mercilessly killed!" Duoji shouted in a threatening tone.
Surprisingly, around twenty Tibetan remnants regrouped and formed ranks, launching a third attack on Shule Town.
Duoji was well aware of the situation in Shule Town. The civilians there numbered less than a hundred, and the Tang soldiers who had just faced the enemy in several rounds of fighting were almost wiped out. Duoji knew that the reason they couldn't take Shule Town was that accursed Lord of Heaven. Only if the Lord of Heaven were dead, even with just twenty Tibetan warriors, they would be enough to capture Shule Town.
Xiao Fan: (⊙_⊙)
Xiao Fan was shocked. He watched the actions of the Tibetan remnants from outside the ecological box, completely stunned. He hadn't expected their will to be so resilient. However, Xiao Fan's palm was in a horrific state, and the dreadful wound caused intense pain.
Even so, Xiao Fan had no intention of giving up. Despite losing one hand, he still had the other!
However, before Xiao Fan could act, cheers erupted from the direction of Shule Town.
"Hail to the Lord of Heaven! The Lord of Heaven has descended!"
"Hail to the Lord of Heaven! The Lord of Heaven has descended!"
Cheers from the villagers echoed in Shule Town!
"Tang soldiers, obey orders! The Lord of Heaven has descended! Slay the Tibetan savages!" Lu Yang shouted, and the surviving Tang Anxi cavalry also joined in the loud cheers.
"What? What's the Fxxk?" Duoji couldn't believe his ears.
"The Lord of Heaven has descended! My God! Are we going to our deaths?" The morale that the Tibetan cavalry had just gathered instantly dissipated.
Several Tibetan cavalrymen had already fallen behind, and the rest showed no fighting spirit.
Duoji had no choice. "Damn it! Retreat! We retreat!"
A thousand Tibetan cavalrymen were actually frightened away by Yao Xi and the others?!
Xiao Fan: (◎_◎;) !