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The crowd looked up at the heavens more than once, as if hoping for a miracle to change this purgatory.

However, the enemy knew no fatigue or exhaustion; unless their heads were severed, they would keep attacking relentlessly.

Although the Mohists’ battle tactics had gained a significant advantage early on, flammable oil and stakes were ultimately limited.

Now, those trap materials have run out.

Yuwen Qi’s defensive strategy is traps in the first stage and hand-to-hand combat in the second.

The second stage hand-to-hand combat has been ongoing for quite so ti; upon close inspection, you can see the soldiers on the front line trembling.

Yuwen Qi waved his hand: "Prepare to change defensive personnel! Bring up the repeating crossbow carts!"

As soon as Yuwen Qi’s voice fell, there was a clattering of gears spinning, and one after another, repeating crossbow carts rose to the wall. The soldiers who were cutting down the Underworld Soldiers at the front imdiately fell back, and endless arrow feathers burst forth from the repeating crossbow carts behind.

The Underworld Soldiers were instantly turned into targets full of holes.

Thus, Yuwen Qi’s third cycle of defensive rotation began. Soldiers who were bitterly holding out on the wall had a chance to catch their breath, being pulled back by their rotating teammates to rest.

Yuwen Qi also knew that compared to these tireless and inexhaustible Underworld Soldiers, their most obvious difference and weakness was that they would tire and beco exhausted!

Therefore they researched for a long ti and finally found a way for soldiers to catch their breath.

Yet this thod treats the symptom rather than the root cause; if the rain doesn’t fall in three days, they may not be able to hold on.

Fortunately, Yuwen Qi’s prayers seed to be heard by the heavens, as a drizzle began at dawn, and the ferocious Underworld Soldiers gradually lost their edge.

However, the Black Dragon Army also dared not truly rest. Taking advantage of the retreating Underworld Soldiers, the crowd began rearranging traps anew.

The flammable oil in the oil pits was refilled; they struggled to haul logs back to the giant wood formations, hoisting large stones back.

This rain wouldn’t last long, and they could only rush to restore the traps to their forr condition.

Thus began a tug-of-war between the Black Dragon Army and the Underworld Soldiers.

The number of Underworld Soldiers dwindled, yet the fatigue of the Black Dragon Army grew ever more pronounced. After barely dragging on to the third day, dark clouds gathered more densely, yet the rain refused to fall.

La Man Uncle was so anxious he wished he could perform a ritual right then.

anwhile, at the frontline, the Underworld Soldiers, agitated by the oppressive clouds, attacked even more ferociously.

Even Yuwen Qi had made it to the front line by this ti.

Of his hundred thousand Black Dragon Army, only twenty thousand were elite troops, the rest being those who had voluntarily co forward to defend their holand after the ergence of Ghost Territory. They had only received basic training and were quite inexperienced in battle.

Yuwen Qi could only use them as the second and third line forces for support, yet still lost over ten thousand troops; those lost could easily turn into enemies if not careful.

Thus Yuwen Qi had no extra forces; neither he nor La Man Uncle could avoid having to operate a rotating shooting machine themselves.

This battle seed tiless and hopeless; everyone fought with wild fervor, arms waving tirelessly until exhaustion overca them, and comrades stepped in.

In the first two days, they still rotated defensively for rest, but by the third day, everyone’s combat power had weakened, and there was no more ti for rest. Their eyes were bloodshot, and their hands too heavy even to lift axes.

Yuwen Qi suddenly rembered that Bai Junjun had given him a flask of water, instructing him to drink it at the final critical mont. Then, heedless of anything else, he dug out this flask he never parted from his waist and gulped a few mouthfuls.

What was unexpected was the water was crystal clear, sweet, and incredibly tasty.

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