Chapter 390: 390. Old Zhou’s Musical Instrunt
All of our strong warriors had perished, and suddenly, the Aggression Allied Forces fell into disarray.
Einheit’s Commander—Simo, despite his unpleasant expression, maintained order imdiately and commanded all artillery fire to pour in Lu Yao’s direction, regardless of its effectiveness.
Witnessing the brutal execution of the Golden Body by Lu Yao, Simo was certain—
“Damn it! This human will not accept surrender!”
“How can I die in such an ignorant and disgusting place! I must find a way to escape! There’s still a chance…”
The main force besieging Yongding Gate comprised mainly of Einheit and Izumo land forces, all elite.
On Einheit’s side, most of the officers had been through the Western Front. After experiencing such hell, their nerves had beco even tougher than steel.
The rank and file were no worse off, and the turbanned head ‘Asans’ were equally fearless in the face of death!
They clutched their weapons in silence, eagerly desiring to prove themselves before the “Bloodline Master.” These foreign soldiers possessed an extre zeal of “Convert’s Frenzy”!
Izumo was in a period of ascension, with very high-quality troops already, and coupled with the fanatic worship of the Emperor, they were fearless at this mont.
They put on headbands written with “Victory is Certain,” clenched their weapons, and roared “Ban-zai,” prepared to fight to the death!
This bunch was ready to resist to the bitter end, but there were others whose hearts sank, naly Arica and France.
They had sent 3000 n, thinking they would just get an easy share of the spoils, but never anticipated the situation to take such a disastrous turn, facing burial alongside the others!
At the sa ti, countries like Illyria who ca just for the show were on the verge of tears.
These countries had no real interest in the Shun Dynasty and had only sent a few dozen people each, clearly just to save face for their allies.
Looking at the swarm of enemies coming like a tide and pondering their imminent death in a foreign land, soone on the spot burst into tears…
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The morale on the Shun Dynasty side was incredibly high! The hundred-ter tall giant, akin to an immortal Buddha, was their greatest confidence!
Seeing the invading forces daring to bombard Lu Yao’s heart likeness, everyone simply couldn’t bear it!
Dong Fuxiang, standing on the city wall, roared: “Generals! Follow to kill the enemy and serve our country!”
Having said that, he swung his Horse-Slaying Saber and led the charge out of the gate, and other generals followed in succession, with even the trench defenders beneath the city rushing out.
The martial artists assisting in the defense of the city didn’t want to be outdone, led by Zhou He and Master Wu Jing, ready to join in the assault on the Coalition Forces of the Great Powers!
But at that mont, Master Wu Jing glanced at Zhou He, who carried a strange box on his back and had not yet reached the Innate Realm, and gently persuaded him:
“Taoist Zhou, let the old monk take the lead in the charge. You can operate the cannon on the city wall.”
“The enemy has retreated beyond the range of the cannon; operating it is of little significance. Rest assured, Master~ Although the old Taoist has not reached the Innate Realm, I have my ways!”
Zhou He explained with a smile, as he opened the box behind him and took out a very strange musical instrunt.
Once the audio cable was connected and the electric wire was plugged in, his fingers strumd the strings, and a stimulating “electric sound” rang out!
It turned out to be an electric guitar! The very one given to him by Lu Yao during his wing suit flight to Path Attainnt!
If it hadn’t been for the Self-Strengthening Movent that brought electricity, this thing would hardly be of any use.
Zhou He slung the speaker on his waist, one foot resting on the battlents, and, following the music score inside the guitar case, began to play a piece exclusive to the raging brother – “Face the Wind~ Drink!”
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Master Wu Jing and the surrounding martial artists were sowhat speechless, feeling that Zhou He, dressed in a Wudang Taoist robe and playing an electric guitar, especially with sunglasses on, looked rather out of place.
But imdiately after, everyone felt their spirits lifted, their blood circulating faster, and their bodily functions enhanced by more than one-third!
And it still wasn’t over, as Zhou the Taoist played his music one note after another. The scorching, explosive electric beats, powered by the mind force of soone in the Out-of-Body Realm, enveloped the whole scene.
What seed like an ordinary charging speaker had the effect of a multimillion-level amplifier, and all of our people received a boost!
Everyone was amazed, and Master Wu Jing exclaid, “Impressive skills, Taoist Zhou! Your Wudang music technique is truly legendary!”
“No ti to lose, let’s go!”
With the background music blaring, everyone unleashed a thunderous war cry, surging towards the enemy position like a tidal wave.
The invaders, with fingers poised on the triggers, looked on coldly, ready to fire at any mont.
Ard with machine guns, cannons, and tanks, they were bound to inflict heavy casualties.
But just then, four girls wearing cha armor stood at the forefront!
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The ones in cha suits were Lu Yao’s three won and his grand-disciple, Su Er Ya.
A torrent of bullets and cannonballs struck them, clanging loudly and sparking fire, but the girls only staggered back a few steps.
They imdiately retaliated with the Fire God Cannons. As the barrels rotated and whirred like an electric drill piercing through a wall, 6 barrels fired 25MM armor-piercing incendiary bombs in succession.
The shells, scorching hot, whistled out of the barrels and ford fiery lines in the air, sweeping all in their path!
Wherever the fiery line passed, whether man or barricade, everything exploded and splattered across the ground, painting it red and white.
Several Vickers tanks, armored with only 20 milliters of steel, were easily penetrated by the Fire God Cannons.
The shells exploded and burned inside the tanks, turning them into steel coffins. Billows of black smoke and agonized screams erged from the observation ports, and it wasn’t long before the ammunition ignited and detonated violently.
With four Fire God Cannons firing 24,000 rounds per minute, their ferocious firepower ant the enemy couldn’t even lift their heads and could only shrink back behind trenches and sandbags.
Seeing his forces utterly suppressed, a Vampire Officer tore off the veil covering his fangs and, bellowing into the radio, called for artillery support.
On the artillery position, a blond, blue-eyed Spirit Refining Gunner was continuously adjusting his elevation, aiming the barrel at Liao Qe!
Luckily, the Golden Dragon had already taken flight, proudly roaring a piercing Dragon’s Chant from above!
The audible sound waves covered the entire enemy position, instantly subduing the malicious invaders!
The Spirit Refining Gunner knelt on the ground, feeling as if he were burning with a 40-degree fever; maintaining consciousness was a struggle.
Even those in the Innate Realm felt uncomfortable, their strength plumting by at least thirty percent.
Seizing this mont, the four girls in cha suits tore through the Aggression Allied Forces’ defenses and broke into their ranks!
The others followed closely behind, charging into battle amid the thunderous electronic beats played by Old Taoist Zhou, screaming ferociously.
The two sides clashed violently in an instant, the fight so fierce there was no ti to reload; soldiers resorted to bayonets for close combat.
The Coalition Forces of the Great Powers were overwheld by the Yan Huang forces, most being killed without putting up much resistance, and were driven back step by step.
With Martial Artists reaching them unhard, there was hardly any doubt about the outco.
Those Martial Artists defending the city, all n of chivalry, unleashed all they had learned, striking down the invaders on the spot.
Even when facing enemy tanks, they were undaunted; a signal to three or five companions, and together they overturned the 26-ton Matilda tanks!
The battlefield was filled with cries of warfare and the death screams of the invaders; occasionally, when an enemy expert tried to retaliate, a Flying Sword would strike at the speed of sound, beheading with a single stroke!
This was precisely Lu Yao, controlling his Lake Sword.
He rely used the Magical Treasure to attack, without moving as much as a muscle of his heart-mind.
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