Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 555-565: Nightfall (Part Two)
"I understand," Liu Fei said after a long silence.

Seeing that Liu Fei looked a little dejected, Ma Lu comforted her, "I know you want to help him, but the gap between us is too big now. A war involving several provinces is something that we insignificant people can't help with."

Moreover, it involves powerful deities; even if I, your second uncle, were to break through to become a Human Immortal and go to the battlefield, I'd be nothing more than cannon fodder, barely stronger than cannon fodder!

Liu Fei frowned: "Not even you, Second Uncle?"

“You think too highly of your second uncle,” Ma Lu smiled bitterly. “Although I have become a human immortal, firstly, I have only recently broken through and my realm is unstable, and secondly, a human immortal cannot make any waves on such a battlefield.”

"Let's just watch quietly. This war may be the most crucial battle in the secular world."

Just then, the storyteller on the platform reached an exciting point in his narration, his voice gradually rising to a crescendo. It was a scene of the Northern Underworld Lord battling the Northern Frontier Wild God, a battle that caused thunder to rumble and created extraordinary celestial phenomena.

Ma Lu and Liu Fei exchanged a glance, put down their wine glasses, and left the restaurant.

The war began, just as people were talking about in the streets and alleys.

One beacon tower after another was lit, and the barriers between various forces were completely broken. With Luozhou as the center, people witnessed the terrifying destructive power of large-scale war.

Thousands or even tens of thousands of people would fight each other, their weapons clashing, their blood and flesh being crushed as if placed under a stone mill.

When Lin Beixuan saw this scene, he himself did not expect it to be like this. Everywhere he looked, there were corpses.

A tattered flag stood atop a pile of corpses, the thick stench of blood carried by the wind for miles around.

Although, strictly speaking, neither the evil spirit army nor the Zigu Goddess's evil army can be considered human anymore.

Even when the corpses piled up like mountains, the impact of the scene was still shocking, and even some mortal gods couldn't help but gasp in amazement when they saw it.

However, this was only the first attack launched by the evil spirit army in conjunction with the evil spirit army.

Lin Beixuan stepped into the tent with a gloomy face, followed by Rat Lord and other generals of the Northern Underworld Army.

"Have you finished tallying the numbers? How many of us have been injured or killed?"

The Rat Prince followed behind, holding a booklet in his hand.

"The statistics have been compiled: 567 soldiers were killed in action, and 1,450 were wounded."

Upon hearing this number, everyone present looked grim.

It should be noted that those who died or were wounded were all elite soldiers of the Northern Dark Army.

The elite forces of the Beiming Army number only slightly over 20,000. After deducting the losses suffered during the attack on Liangzhou, the Beiming Army now numbers less than 20,000.

As for the newly joined soldiers, they are not yet able to go to the battlefield. They must undergo a period of training first, otherwise they will only be sent to their deaths if they go to the battlefield.

"We can't afford to continue depleting the elite of my Northern Underworld Army. This is only the first battle. If we keep losing manpower, we can't outlast the Evil Spirit True Lord and the Purple Maiden Goddess," Luo Bingzhong said solemnly, taking a deep breath.

"That's right, this will only make things worse for us."

The generals discussed among themselves. After a moment of contemplation, Lin Beixuan said, "Let's bring all the surrendered troops from Liangzhou to the battlefield."

"The Liang King's army? My lord, but we haven't prepared them yet!"

After capturing Liangzhou, the Beiming army captured 50,000 soldiers of the Liang King's army. They originally planned to reorganize and train them before using them, otherwise these soldiers would not dare to fight on the battlefield and would only want to run away, thus delaying the battle. They would have nowhere to cry.

Lin Beixuan said calmly, "Scatter them all and infiltrate them into the Beiming Army. Each veteran will be responsible for three new recruits. Anyone who dares to flee on the battlefield should be killed on the spot."

When Lin Beixuan said this, his tone was icy, and his eyes held a faint killing intent.

This is their most critical moment. If these Liang King's troops dare to hold them back, then they have no reason to exist in the future.

These ruffians had done many bad things while serving under King Liang, so Lin Beixuan felt no remorse at all for killing them.

Besides filling the vacancies in the Beiming Army, Lin Beixuan also wanted to take this opportunity to identify and refine some useful individuals.

His idea was quickly accepted by everyone.

No one thought that one Beiming Army soldier couldn't suppress three Liang King's Army soldiers. These elite Beiming Army soldiers had all fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and were more than capable of suppressing three Liang King's Army soldiers.

The plan was quickly put into action, and weapons from Master Craftsman Hu Yan of Sheshan were also delivered to the front lines.

In addition to the most common knives and guns, this batch of weapons also included several large boxes of firearms.

This is the result of Hu Yan's research on the rocket launcher that Lin Beixuan gave him, and his innovative approach to its development.

However, because firearms are constrained by rules in the secular world, their firing range and damage radius are smaller than those of firearms in the modern world.

However, since Hu Yan considered that most of the soldiers under the command of the Evil Spirit True Lord and the Purple Maiden Goddess were evil and strange when he was refining these cannons, he specially inscribed the evil-destroying talismans on them, and added Ai Yang powder, which can cause serious damage to evil spirits, to the ammunition.

Although the distance and damage radius have been reduced, the lethality against these special creatures has been greatly increased.

When the war drums sounded again, Lin Beixuan handed over command to Luo Bingzhong and the other soldiers, and retreated to the background.

Looking into the distance, three enormous military beasts could be seen attacking each other on the horizon. The army of evil spirits was a smoky demon, while the army of evil spirits was a fleshy creature covered with eyes.

The Beiming Army's forces, like a giant fish fighting two against one, unleashed a tremendous power surging from its fins.

The evil spirits and the demon army were equally formidable. The smoke demon used a fog array to confuse the giant fish's eyes, while countless eyes of the fleshy creatures lying prone on the ground shot out light, leaving wounds on the giant fish's body.

Every time Lin Beixuan saw this, his heart felt as if it were being clenched, because it meant that another member of the Beiming army had died.

"Where are the armies sent by previous dynasties?" Lin Beixuan asked without turning his head.

Behind him, the rat-like man, who was temporarily acting as the administrative secretary, took a letter from a gray rat and glanced at it.

"Judging from their marching speed, it will probably take another half month."

"Half a month?" Lin Beixuan frowned. "It seems they are deliberately slowing down, letting us fight it out first."

Rat Lord looked up at Lin Beixuan and said with some worry, "If it takes half a month, our losses will probably be considerable."

The evil spirit army and the evil army are continuously arriving from Jiang and Chang prefectures, while the Beiming army is outnumbered. Under the enemy's relentless offensive, even if the Beiming army can hold out for half a month, the losses will reach an unacceptable level.

Lin Beixuan sneered: "Heh, you want to use us as cannon fodder? Do you really think we're all fools?"

With that, Lin Beixuan turned around and slowly walked away into the distance.

……

The drizzling rain seemed to shroud the world in a light veil.

The armies of past dynasties pitched their camps in a vast open field, where a chilling cold emanated from the ground, freezing their hands and feet and causing them to exhale white breath. A group of soldiers fetched water from a nearby river and carried it into the camp.

At this moment, wisps of smoke rose from the camp, and the heat wafted out from the tents above, mingling with the rain.

It rained for three days, and the army camp stayed there for three days. Apart from their daily training, the soldiers rested in their tents.

They were supposed to be reinforcements to support Liangzhou, but they ended up looking like tens of thousands of people on a leisurely outing, which was unexpected.

After fetching water, the soldiers placed large wooden buckets into the cookhouse, where many burly cooks were preparing meals.

The soldier peered inside excitedly, sniffing the aroma, his eyes shining.

"With fish and meat, except for the lack of fine wine, it's practically the life of a god!" a soldier exclaimed, drooling.

A soldier chimed in, "Since His Majesty the Emperor came to power, when have we ever eaten badly? I heard that the money confiscated from the homes of those corrupt officials is enough to feed our entire army with fish and meat every day for ten years."

"Why bring up those corrupt officials now? They're all dead."

"Alas, if it weren't for them, how could the dynasties have become like this, with most of the country scattered and now we have to help the rebels suppress them. This is the first time I've ever received such an order."

"How could we possibly understand the thoughts of those important figures? Let's just focus on the present. I actually hope this rain lasts a little longer, so we can get to Liangzhou to fight a little later."

……

Various opinions spread throughout the military camp. Soldiers with nothing to do gathered together, spending their time either sleeping or chatting and joking. These three days of rest and recuperation truly gave them a great time.

Many people were puzzled by this, wondering why the general ordered them to rest on the spot when the rain was not heavy and did not affect the march at all.

Lunch was quickly prepared in the kitchen, and lines of soldiers lined up to get their food, their shoulders damp with the light rain.

Inside a tent clearly belonging to a high-ranking officer, a dozen officers were clinking glasses and enjoying the delicious food on the table.

They seemed completely unperturbed. Aside from their initial eagerness to travel thousands of miles to Liangzhou for rescue during the initial mobilization, they experienced various delays along the way, showing no sign of panic.

The leader inside the tent was a general who had summoned the gods. He was a large, burly man whose bulging muscles almost stretched his clothes open.

At that moment, he was frowning as he discussed matters with the civil official beside him.

"Lord Sun, we have been here for three days. If we do not set off soon, I'm afraid the one in the west will have something to say."

The civil official surnamed Sun swirled the wine in his glass; the wine was warm and was emitting steam.

He said nonchalantly, "General Liu, don't rush. It's best for us to observe the two sides fight it out first and then slowly make our way over."

“But…” Liu Yu opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he saw the other party’s confident expression, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out and could only change the subject.

“Lord Sun, even if you have your reasons, there are regulations in the army that explicitly prohibit alcohol. You’ve been drinking for three days now, it’s time to stop.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Yat-sen's eyes clearly showed some displeasure: "General Liu, please rest assured, it is only us officers who are drinking. Besides, we are here to conserve our energy and will stop when it is time to set off."

"This……"

Liu Yu was utterly speechless. Although he was a rough man, he could see that Sun Wen was ambitious but incompetent. He seemed to be full of strategic ideas, but in reality, he was a fool who knew nothing about military affairs.

The court sent this man with no intention of getting things done, and they probably could abandon him at any time, even if he were a general.

Despite the fact that the war involved a major deity-level conflict, the emperor ordered him, a mere Divine Realm cultivator, to lead the army to provide support. Logically, it shouldn't have been his turn at all.

In addition, Sun Yat-sen's actions in the army during this period made Liu Yu very uneasy, and he appeared very worried.

Liu Yu glanced around, feeling uncomfortable with the atmosphere, and went outside by himself, lifting the tent flap.

It was drizzling outside, and the weather was rather cold. It was winter, and if they continued like this, another heavy snowfall would soon make it impossible for them to continue.

Liu Yu sighed and looked up, wanting to see how long the rain would last. But just then, he suddenly noticed something enormous flashing through the thick clouds in the sky.

"Wait... what is that?"

Liu Yu froze on the spot. He strained his eyes and saw the enormous creature reappear, becoming clearer and clearer.

That was a... dragon!

"Roar!!"

A dragon's roar that shook the heavens resounded, a strong wind swept across the plains, dispersing the drizzle. A huge dragon's head emerged from the clouds, its golden eyes gazing down at the Li army camp.

Immediately afterwards, two figures slowly descended from the sky, their gloomy gazes fixed on Liu Yu.

Gulu~

Liu Yu swallowed hard and quietly took a step back.

At this moment, the people inside the tent came out upon hearing the commotion. Many soldiers were even holding large bowls in their hands, with grains of rice still stuck to their lips.

They all stared at the person above, frozen in shock.

Sun Wen was the first to react, maintaining a slight smile on his face, and gave Lin Beixuan a scholar's bow.

"May I ask who Your Excellency is...?"

However, before he could finish speaking, his body exploded with a 'boom,' and blood mixed with flesh splattered everywhere. Some people who were still holding wine bowls looked down and saw the meat scraps floating in their bowls. Their hands suddenly went limp, and their wine bowls fell to the ground.

At this moment, Rat Lord glared angrily at Liu Yu and the others, took a step forward and said, "Since Emperor Lixi is not sincere in helping my Beiming Army, why make such a promise?"

"You promised to send troops to help, but you're deliberately delaying here. Do you think our Beiming army is easy to bully, or do you want to wait for the two sides to fight it out before you become the fishermen?"

Rat Lord spoke without any politeness, his rat-like eyes wide open in anger, which frightened the Li Army into silence for a moment.

Liu Yu wiped the blood and foam from his face and fixed his gaze on a person next to Rat Lord. Only then did he realize who the person was.

News of the battle between the Lord of the Northern Underworld of Liangzhou and the Great God of Mortals had already reached Jingzhou. In the final decisive move, a giant dragon coiled around the Lord of the Northern Underworld's demonic sword.

So the person who came was...

Lord of the Northern Underworld!

Liu Yu dared not speak, but stepped forward shakily, and knelt down to pay his respects as the commander-in-chief.

"This humble general pays his respects to the Prefect. The army will set off immediately and will arrive in Liangzhou within seven days. If I break my oath, I beg the Prefect to take my head."

(End of this chapter)