116: Break through the city walls

In a mysterious and ancient land, the Wang Family's castle stood, like an inviolable fortress.

The Wang Family had guarded this land for generations, and every brick and tile of the castle carried the Family's glory and Legacy.

However, the peaceful days were shattered by the Evil Monkss led by the Monk Pang Da.

The Evil Monkss swarmed onto the Wang Family castle walls like a tide, and alarms instantly blared within the castle.

The urgent ringing of bells echoed through every corner of the castle, startling a flock of birds.

Old Gourd, as a key leader of the Wang Family castle's defense, felt his heart tighten upon hearing the alarm. He knew that what was destined to come had finally arrived.

With a solemn yet steady demeanor, he commanded the crowd. Years of guarding experience kept him from panicking in the face of crisis.

He knew that the invaders meant ill, and quickly led everyone to the castle's armory.

They retrieved the firearms that were usually regarded as treasures.

These firearms were hard to come by, gifted by Boss Yang Chunlai.

They were few in number, and bullets could not be wasted unless absolutely necessary.

Now, they were finally to be put to use, to resist the foreign enemy.

The Evil Monkss fearlessly climbed towards the city wall, their weapons glinting coldly in the sunlight.

The leading Evil Monkss were agile; they were as light as swallows, using the cracks and protrusions of the city wall to quickly approach the top of the wall.

Old Gourd stood on the city wall, watching the approaching Evil Monkss, and shouted loudly, "Brothers, open fire! Don't let them climb up!"

This shout, as loud as a great bell, cut through the clamor of the battlefield.

Suddenly, gunfire erupted on the city wall, and tongues of flame shot from the muzzles.

The Evil Monkss who had climbed the city wall were suppressed by this sudden firepower.

Some were shot on the spot and fell, letting out tragic cries as their bodies hit the ground heavily.

Others reacted quickly, forced to hide behind their shields, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

The Evil Monkss were not to be outdone; while dodging bullets, they retaliated with bows and arrows and specially made darts towards the city wall.

Arrows and darts whistled through the sky, emitting sharp sounds.

Many hit the fortifications on the city wall, splashing sparks, and a few even nearly hit the Wang Family guards.

Old Gourd moved nimbly through the hail of bullets.

His gaze was firm, fixed on every target, and the gun in his hand seemed to merge with him.

His marksmanship was precise; each pull of the trigger brought down an Evil Monks.

But the Evil Monkss were numerous, like an endless stream of ants, rushing forward one after another.

They disregarded the casualties of their comrades, with only one thought in their minds: to capture this castle.

Both sides exchanged blows, and the battle entered a fierce stage.

Smoke filled the city wall, and shouts of killing were deafening, as if to tear the entire sky apart.

The Wang Family guards, relying on the advantage of firearms, temporarily held back the Evil Monkss' attack, but the Evil Monkss, with their fierce bravery and tenacious fighting spirit, were not easily repelled.

For a time, both sides were evenly matched, neither able to break through the other's defense line.

Bodies of both sides lay scattered across the battlefield, blood staining the city wall and the ground.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood.

Every inch of land bore witness to this brutal battle, and every corner echoed with the aura of death.

The Fat Monk was enraged to see the battle on the city wall stalemated.

He stood below the castle, watching his subordinates fall one after another, his fists clenched, veins bulging.

He knew that such a stalemate was disadvantageous to him, so he decided to unleash his trump card.

The Monk Pang Da ordered several subordinates to carry a huge bronze bell.

The bronze bell was rusty, as if exuding a mysterious power.

The Lustful Monk took a deep breath, raised his hands high, and then slammed them against the bronze bell.

His strength was immense; each impact made the bronze bell emit a dull and heavy sound.

As the bronze bell was struck, a peculiar musical sound emanated.

This music was like a giant stone thrown into a lake.

Centered on the bronze bell, circles of sound waves spread out, destroying everything in their path.

Trees on all sides were destroyed.

Stones were sent flying.

This music seemed to possess a magical power, making one's Soul tremble upon hearing it.

It was not like an ordinary bell sound, but rather a summons from Hell.

Old Gourd and the Wang Family bodyguards felt dizzy and weak in their limbs upon hearing this music.

They, who could barely resist before, were now unable to concentrate on fighting.

While a trace of clarity remained in his mind, Old Gourd was greatly alarmed, realizing the strangeness of this music.

He tried to resist with willpower, but the enchanting music was like an invisible force, constantly eroding his mind.

Hallucinations began to appear before his eyes; he seemed to see countless evil spirits rushing towards him.

The Wang Family bodyguards also showed expressions of pain, their weapons gradually slipping from their hands.

Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and their steps became unsteady.

Under the influence of this music, their combat power drastically decreased, as if they had become lambs to the slaughter.

Seeing this, the Evil Monkss' morale was greatly boosted.

They let out a cheer and launched another fierce attack on the city wall.

Their eyes were filled with greed and excitement, as if they had already seen the moment the castle would be breached.

Old Gourd and the Wang Family bodyguards, having lost their ability to resist, could no longer withstand the Evil Monkss' assault and were forced to retreat.

They resisted the music's interference while retreating towards the castle's main hall.

Seeing this, the Monk Pang Da's face revealed a triumphant smile.

He increased the force of his strikes on the bronze bell, and the enchanting music grew even louder.

Each bell chime was like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking the hearts of Old Gourd and the Wang Family bodyguards.

Old Gourd and the Wang Family bodyguards suffered excruciating pain under the music's torment, but they still did not give up.

They supported each other, moving with difficulty towards the main hall, with only one belief in their hearts: no matter what, they must protect the Wang Family's castle.

They knew that the castle not only held their families, but also the Wang Family's generational Legacy and glory.

Even with a glimmer of hope, they would fight with all their might.

During the retreat, Old Gourd's heart was filled with unwillingness and anger.

His eyes revealed a resolute light, as if telling the Great Monk that this battle was not over yet.

Meanwhile, the Monk Pang Da was already immersed in the joy of victory.

As Old Gourd and the Wang Family bodyguards retreated to the main hall, the Monk Pang Da, leading the Evil Monkss, was also about to arrive.

The atmosphere in the main hall was heavy; Old Gourd and the remaining guards tightly gripped their weapons, awaiting the enemy's arrival.

They knew this would be the final decisive battle, a matter of life and death...