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Chapter 342 The Siege and Defense of the Imperial Palace

"Lord Tsuchimikado, those unruly people have begun to besiege the Tenma Palace. What should we do?"

Hearing the Onmyoji's question, Tsuchimikado Taishi's eyebrows twitched. This wasn't asking for his opinion; it was clearly trying to make him take the blame!

The Tiannao Palace was besieged, and besides Tiannao himself, who could not be lost, there were also many survivors of the Chinese ethnic group among them. If anything went wrong, the host would definitely be held responsible.

The commander-in-chief was a hot potato at this point, and nobody wanted to touch him.

At the same time, you can't go to save them, because the commoners suddenly gaining power is clearly someone is behind it. If you go to deal with those commoners, you can be almost certain that you will fall into a trap set by the mastermind.

Moreover, the morale of this allied cultivator army had already been crushed by Delis, and 80% of its cannon fodder troops had been lost. Those who dared to fight and risk their lives had all died at the front, and those who remained were naturally unwilling to take responsibility.

As the most outstanding Onmyoji of this generation in the Tsuchimikado family, Tsuchimikado Taishi had naturally received this kind of education. His eyes darted around, and he had an idea. He focused his gaze on the person who had asked him the question, and a disturbing smile curled at the corner of his mouth:
"Nakatomi-san~"

Upon hearing this honorific, Nakatomi Hideichi immediately trembled. In Japan, if your superior suddenly uses honorifics to be very polite to you, it's not a sign of respect, but rather a way of putting you down.

Although he was already somewhat regretting sticking his neck out, it was too late. Then, he heard Tsuchimikado Taishi's cold voice:
"The situation is unclear now, but Tennako Black Card cannot be lost. You will lead the priests of the Nakatomi faction to go to the rescue first. I will entrust you with the command of the Sarutobi and Koga factions. Make sure Tennako Black Card is safe! We will support you from the rear. If the mastermind appears, we will take them down from both sides!"

"Ah, this..." Nakatomi Hideichi's face turned ashen, but he knew that it was useless to refute at this point. If he dared to question, Tsuchimikado Taishi would dare to accuse him of disloyalty and blackmailing Tian Heika in the next second.

He sighed, glared at the Fujiwara and Yoshida clansmen who had been encouraging him, and gritted his teeth as he began to mobilize his troops.

Although this matter is risky, if it really succeeds, it will definitely leave a mark on Tian Nao's black card. Fortune favors the bold, so he finally decided to go all out!
The gambling nature of the Japanese is reflected in every aspect. Tsuchimikado Taishi is gambling that there is an ambush behind the scenes, Nakatomi Shuichi is gambling that he can successfully support the emperor, and at this time, the poor people surrounding Tennagu Palace are also gambling, betting that the so-called unbroken lineage does not exist!

The Tiannao Guards had already set up their rifles, but apart from the initial burst of fire which was somewhat effective, the poor quickly put into practice the skills of dodging and catching bullets that were already in their minds.

As the energy within their bodies circulated, their physical abilities were enhanced in an unimaginable way. Some even began to imitate the ninjas, samurai, ronin, and daimyo who soared through the air in the stories they had heard from their parents, neighbors, or storytellers when they were young.

Some of them dismantled the beams of the old Chinese houses to make battering rams, some found ropes to tie into grappling hooks, and some simply found bamboo ladders and tied them together. Now that Uta has fallen completely, with all materials at their disposal, a crude but massive siege has begun.

Gunshots still rang out from time to time, but they had long lost their deterrent power. Now, even the weakest among those still surrounding Tiannao Palace could clamp bullets between their muscles.

The moat, which was not very wide and had more symbolic than practical significance, was easily crossed. Although the walls were sturdy, they were not very high and seemed unlikely to hold out for long.

At this time, the Tenma Guard was running out of ammunition, and the sorcerers enshrined in the Imperial Palace were finally forced to join the battle. They had long since abandoned their fighting skills due to their indulgence in sensual pleasures, but fortunately, the Great Tengu, which only the Imperial Family was qualified to enshrine, was still extraordinary.

Three monk-like monsters wearing long red masks and with raven wings on their backs took to the air and pounced on the poor people who had already climbed the outer wall of the royal palace. The violent turbulence blew several of the pioneers who had not yet gained their footing away.

The giant tengu wielding their staffs did not stop there. As soon as they landed on the city wall, they stirred up gusts of wind, suppressing the mob trying to climb up. With each swing of their staffs, poor people who could not dodge in time were beaten until their bones were broken.

Meanwhile, common low-level shikigami such as Kanko, Inugami, and Gaki seized the opportunity to emerge, instantly halting the previously smooth offensive.

"That's more like it. How can we test their resilience if they don't put up any resistance?" Feng Xue kept an eye on the Japanese cultivators who were rushing towards them while maintaining her buffs on the White Turban Army (it's not wrong to call them the White Turban Army because they have white cloth wrapped around their heads).

Seeing that the shikigami were beginning to mount an effective counterattack, Feng Xue immediately mobilized a portion of the Dragon King's power and said:
"Little Bell, unlock the divine magic skill pool and unlock the combat assistance system!"

"Ok!"

Compared to King Ghidorah, which is just a giant battery pack that only exerts its power, Little Bell is the real god of assistance. With Little Bell's power, strands of wish power are precisely directed to everyone in need.

Her combat advice surfaced intuitively in the minds of the poor, and the power of divine magic began to emerge at that moment.

"Motoko!"

Suddenly, amidst the chaos of battle, a civilian let out a scream. It turned out that he had seen a familiar figure within the shikigami.

Although it was a bluish-black monster that looked emaciated with a swollen, drum-like abdomen, he could never forget that face.

This is clearly not an isolated case. Yuta City, where hundreds of corpses are found every morning, is filled with resentment and hatred. These filthy desires, along with the corpses and souls of the dead, are precisely the best material for cultivating shikigami.

How could the high and mighty Chinese possibly let go of such easily obtained materials?
These impoverished people living in Yuta could easily find familiar figures among those shikigami whose appearances had been completely altered.

The emotional breakdown did not last, or rather, such a breakdown had already seeped into their lives, to the point that all that remained now was madness and anger.

At this moment, the guidance of the little bell quietly arose, as if it were the gods responding to their anger.

The first thing the common people used was a series of soul-binding spells. Guided by the little bell, one shikigami after another was forcibly captured. Then came what could be described as harming someone with their own power, directly using the Dragon King's power to cleanse the soul and forcibly erase the mark left by the Onmyoji.

The lower-level spirit shikigami were wiped out in an instant. Although the high-level shikigami were powerful, even the mighty Ōtengu could only be dragged down from mid-air and torn to pieces by the angry crowd when faced with hundreds of times the number of angry people.

Under the overwhelming force of both quality and quantity, the walls of Tiannao Palace were finally breached, which terrified the Hua people who had fled into the palace.

If it were a day ago, even if they stood among a group of armed commoners, they would not have felt the slightest fear, because they naturally assumed that these commoners would not dare to lay a hand on them.

But now, they finally realize that they are also human beings and that they too can die.

But at that moment, a blazing ball of light suddenly rose above the Imperial Palace, illuminating the entire Tiannao Palace in the dim light of the approaching dusk.

Amidst the blinding sunlight, accompanied by a majestic voice, Nakatomi Hideichi, under Feng Xue's deliberate guidance, arrived on the battlefield at the most opportune moment, appearing as a "savior."

(End of this chapter)