340: Plans emerge

Xiao Cui did not ask in detail about what was inside that small tent. In fact, she had already said too much, and if she asked any further, she feared she would arouse suspicion.

Everything returned to its place, but the Yao Race King had the camp stationed right where it was. However, he still sent someone to call out at the city gate, threatening the city's defenders that if they did not surrender, he would slaughter the city, and so on—in short, he made it as fierce as possible.

As evening fell, on top of the city walls, an old general stroked his beard and frowned. Looking at the Formation not far from the city, he said worriedly, "I never expected that in my lifetime, I would still be able to engage in battle with the Yao Race army."

"Old Marshal Qin, General Yuchi invites you down from the walls to drink! Old General Cheng and General Li Jing are there too!"

A junior officer came up to the city wall, cupped his hands, and smiled.

"How could I have the heart to drink here... Sigh, I'm worried to death, and these old guys are still so leisurely!"

Qin Shubao rubbed his eyebrows helplessly. "Go tell those old guys that I'm not hungry, let them..."

"You haven't eaten all day, and you still say you're not hungry?"

A hearty laugh came from the stairs. The bearded Cheng Yaojin appeared at the top of the stairs, holding a copper stove, and said with a smile, "Here, this is hot pot made from the recipe the Holy Monk left behind. It's much better than the warm pots we've eaten before... Hmm, come, come, this distilled spirit is also newly brewed strong liquor. I guarantee you've never tasted it before. Come and try it!"

Behind him, Li Jing carried two wine jars, and Yuchi Gong carried two large bags filled with ingredients. The group was all smiles, which gave Qin Shubao quite a headache.

"You old rascals, to actually move food and drink onto the city walls... This... what kind of decorum is this?"

Qin Qiong smiled bitterly in resignation.

"It's not just us; the Emperor sent people to deliver a lot of food to reward the troops. If you don't eat, we'll just share it with the soldiers... Come, come, bring the things up. Everyone has been working hard defending the city, eat more good food... But don't drink too much alcohol; each person is only allowed two horns of wine, no more!"

People kept bringing food up from below the city tower—chicken, duck, fish, and meat, extremely sumptuous.

Yuchi Gong chuckled and ordered.

"The Emperor sent people?"

Qin Qiong's eyes lit up. "Does His Imperial Highness have any instructions?"

"No instructions, just telling you not to worry too much. Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, and wait when you should wait..."

Li Jing placed the wine jars on the ground and clapped his hands. "Old brother, don't just stand there. Let's have a good drink today and relax!"

"But... what about below the city..."

"You don't need to worry about the matters below the city... We can't do anything about it anyway!"

Cheng Yaojin widened his eyes and said, "There is already news from the Holy Monk from the Du Xin Domain. What comes next is not something we can handle."

"What? Has the Holy Monk returned?" Qin Qiong said happily. "Then we can indeed relax a bit!"

"Heh, I don't know if he's back, but I do know that even if we fight with all our might to defend the city, we can't stop these monsters with Spells... Just wait. Wasn't there a beam of light that destroyed the enemy's Formation just now? I think that must be the contingency left by the Holy Monk and Your Majesty... Hmm, eat, eat... Don't overthink it. When they need us, Your Majesty will give the order... Hmm, right, and while we eat, we can watch a fireworks show. It's more comfortable here on the city wall than anywhere else!" Cheng Yaojin had already lit the stove and started boiling water to prepare the hot pot.

Before Qin Qiong could speak, the soldiers over there had already begun to break the imperial seals and eat.

"Hey, look... fireworks!"

Li Jing pointed at a speck of purple radiance spreading in the sky and said with a smile.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed. They saw the shadow of the giant spaceship appearing once again amidst the dark clouds. That speck of purple light burst out from the clouds, and then, suddenly, a purple beam of light slammed toward the enemy's camp on the mountain.

It was just like the purple lightning from the day, only this time it was faster and more ferocious.

Inside the core camp of the Yao Race, the Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King was just preparing to eat. He had just served himself a large bowl of beef and mutton when his heart suddenly stirred, and a strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped him.

In an instant, he understood what was happening. He stomped his foot, tore through the tent, and flew toward the sky.

Sure enough, as soon as he exited the tent, he saw that terrifying purple light. The superweapon that had shattered two Formations in one blow during the day had finally come again!

He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, "The time has come..."

He suddenly opened his right hand, and a halo of light instantly appeared on his right wrist like a bracelet. Immediately after, this thing suddenly grew larger, almost as big as a basketball hoop.

The golden halo flew up, and the Ghost King channeled his Yao power and roared, "Open!"

Hum!

A majestic amount of energy was instantly poured into the halo. The halo suddenly expanded, turning into a huge Taiji Diagram, spinning rapidly in mid-air.

The purple lightning struck down, and the terrifying energy landed on the Taiji Diagram, actually being neutralized by more than half in an instant.

"Pfft!"

The Yao Race King spat out a mouthful of blood and almost collapsed. However, he used his left hand to take a Medicinal Pill from his bosom and swallowed it. In an instant, he was full of vigor again. The Taiji Diagram rotated even faster, like a giant meat grinder, crushing all the purple lightning to pieces.

Bang!

The purple light vanished instantly, and the Taiji Diagram shattered into pieces like glass.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the Yao Race King's mouth again, but his face was full of excitement. He thought to himself, "Five-plus hours... hmm, just about right..."

He suddenly pulled a signal flare from his bosom and fired it into the sky.

Whoosh! Pop!

The signal flare exploded, which was the signal to attack. He reckoned that the opponent's weapon could absolutely not brew the next strike so quickly. After besieging the city for several days, he had long lost his patience, so he simply decided to use the Formation to assault the city and destroy it first. In any case, the imperial jade seal had absorbed the essence of the sun and moon and absolutely could not be destroyed so easily!

Once the signal flare was out, the remaining eight Formations below responded instantly, with a signal flare rising from each. Subsequently, drums blared, and under this order, all the Yao Race raised their battle cries and charged toward Chang'an City.

Of course, the eight Formations each had their own marvelous uses. Once they approached the city walls, it would inevitably cause huge losses. The defensive array of the Si Tian Jian was not invincible; by grinding away with the Ten Absolute Formation, a gap should be opened in ten-plus minutes. By then, it would be truly too late.

However, just as the cries of battle shook the sky, the old generals on the city tower merely glanced at it and then went back to drinking on their own.

They would not feel afraid, because their backing was nearby. Having fought for a lifetime, what else was there to fear?

Just when the Yao Race King thought his plan had succeeded, that dazzling purple light suddenly appeared in mid-air once again...